Bright Era

After a pause, Wend seemed to hesitate, but he still said: "I can't understand why the gods of the Axul protoss will make you the chosen one, and then promoted to the god! You and this dirty, The humble businessman is an old friend? And he actually colludes with the ancient evil things of Sin Abyss! Your Majesty Lin Qi, you should probably consider how to explain this to the gods of the Azerite clan."

Lin Qi frowned, and slapped Igor's face with a slap in the face, causing Igor to scream, and a burst of blood spurted out of his mouth. Wen De's face suddenly changed, he took a step subconsciously, but several tiger guards who also exuded awe-inspiring might immediately rushed over, grabbed his shoulder, and forced him to the ground.

Wen De's face turned blue with anger, he was struggling frantically, but these guards also had the strength of a higher **** level, and their physical brute force was much stronger than Wen De. No matter how Wende struggled, he still couldn't get rid of the restraints of these tigers. On the contrary, he made his own joints creak and almost broke his arm.

Throwing most of the cigar heavily on the ground, Lin Qi looked at Wende coldly, and scolded him very coldly, word by word: "Remember, you just came to negotiate with me to redeem this incompetent Igor. Yes! You are not qualified to teach my people in front of me!"

After struggling for a long time, Wend finally stopped this futile effort. He lifted his head out of breath, and squeezed a bitter smile: "You are completely different from the gods of the Axul clan I know! Maybe, do we need to learn how to deal with you god-chosen ones?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Qi smiled indifferently: "Azur Protoss has mastered the realm of Gods, so the emergence of the Chosen is inevitable. And for someone who is promoted to God like me, you must learn how to deal with us. !"

With his hands on his chest, Lin Qi looked down at Wen De, who was crushed on the ground, and said slowly: "Not all gods choose to be cautious, not all lucky people who are promoted from humans to gods follow the rules. There are a few who dare to behave like me, don't they?"

Wende grinned, unable to speak for a long while. That's right, nonsense, and boldness to the extreme. Sell ​​a god? Give a high-level **** to a human merchant who colluded with ancient evil things to auction? How can this kind of thing happen? A long breath of depressed breath, Wend smiled helplessly: "Master Idar said, how much do you want to release Master Igor?"

Lin Qi frowned, an upper god, and Idar's younger brother, how much is such a higher **** worth? With a click of his mouth, it is difficult for Lin Qi to answer this question, and he does not have a clear understanding of Igor's worth.

"I think he should belong to me!" An old, hoarse, evil voice came from the side: "In my collection, there is a lack of works made from the skeleton of such a eagle-head god! Sky gods! Bones, this is a rare item."

Lin Qi's face suddenly changed, he subconsciously stepped back two steps, then turned to look at the old man who was talking. Wearing a black-gray tattered robe, his face was thin and shriveled like a skeleton frame, and his body was full of lifeless and evil spirits. The ugliness and evilness of this old man will not be mentioned. What makes Lin Qi's scalp numb is that he did not notice how the old man approached him.

When did he come? How long has he stood by his side? Lin Qi didn't feel anything at all. If it hadn't been for him to speak, Lin Qi would never have realized that such an old guy full of weirdness was standing next to him.

Wend glanced at the old man, and then he screamed hysterically, "Soglaa! You, are you really alive?"

Soglaa Tilted his head and glanced at Wende, then grinned happily: "I have never lived, what do you say I am still alive? I am an undead god, what you call'living', I I have never had that kind of experience, so I have never'survived', I have only'existed'! So, what you said, I sound like, really nonsense!"

The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched, the old guy's words were really rushing, and they were really honest. The undead who inherited the power of death in the universe are a family of gods. They have never'lived', so how can it be said that they are still'alive'. They just exist, they just exist in this world in an alternative way.

Sogla, the bone carving knife, is really famous for a long time. Lin Qi looked bitterly at this old guy who seemed to fall to the ground as soon as the wind blows! Lin Qi pretended to use his name and told him to carry the scapegoat. But Lin Qi did not expect that this old guy would appear here.

Wend stared blankly at Sogla for a while, and then he suddenly screamed hysterically: "Sogla, what do you want to do? I warn you, if you dare to hurt Master Igor, then..."

With a ‘pouch’, all Wend’s breath suddenly disappeared, and all his vitality was instantly cut off. Lin Qi's pupils suddenly condensed to the size of a pinpoint. He only vaguely saw a grayish-white cold light flashing past, and then Wen De was beaten to death. Immediately after that, something that made Lin Qi's creeps happened, Wende's body suddenly shriveled, all his blood and muscles were swallowed by his bones, and soon Wende became a splendid skeleton of bones.

Because all the blood and muscles are absorbed by the bones, the bone frame that Wend left behind is full of breath, and the texture is more tenacious and strong than when he was alive. Originally, Wende was just an ordinary upper-level god, but at this moment, the texture of his skeleton was comparable to the bones of the lower-level god.

Several tiger guards who had suppressed Wende instinctively stepped back, and then pulled out their shields and swords vigilantly. A trace of scarlet blood spurted out of them, and they stared at the seemingly non-threatening Sugra one by one.

Sogla chuckles a few times, and then he walks to Wend's frame with three shakes, and gently strokes his frame. "What a good material, look, this feel, this luster, this shape! Also, in this skeleton, you can hear the cry of the little guy’s soul. When I slowly sculpt his skeleton, His soul will scream loudly!"

"It's better than music!" Sogla turned her head, grinned to Lin Qi, and finally said his thoughts.

Lin Qi looked at Sogela warily. He just faintly saw that Sogela took action, but Lin Qi didn't see clearly how he killed Wende. Sugla the Bone Sword, this old guy who is notorious among the gods and has countless enemies in the undead gods, he was once expelled and killed by the gods. In the Primordial God War, he occasionally made a few shots, each time setting off a sea of ​​blood.

This was a poisonous snake, a poisonous snake that might violently violently hurt people at any time, Lin Qi didn't dare to care about him at all.

"Master Sogla, I have heard of your name a long time ago." Lin Qi carefully organized the words. For this kind of old monster, and the bloody, evil old immortal, he can neither provoke him. He can't seem too flattering, otherwise, who knows what unpredictable changes will be caused? Sogla is a tyrannical existence at the master level, who knows how much strength he retains now?

"Notorious!" Sugla grimaced Lin Qi with his hands behind his back and grinning, "I know my name is stinky!"

There was a moment of silence, and Lin Qi nodded earnestly: "Yes, you have even heard of your murderous name. In the library in God's Domain, your records are full of blood and terror. You have hunted and killed You have killed the young gods of all the great Protoss races."

"No, no, no, I didn't kill them!" Sogla glanced at the Wende skeleton lying at his feet, and then smiled to Lin Qi solemnly: "You know? Art is forever. Only the beauty of art can last forever! I turned them into works of art, so they are immortal! I didn't kill them, I just let them gain immortality!"

It seemed that Lin Qigou was intrigued by Lin Qigou, and Sugla felt in his sleeve for a while, and then took out a pale gold, translucent wine bowl carved as thin as a cicada's wings and engraved with countless bright rose buds. He cautiously held the wine bowl that exuded a faint divine light, and at the same time kept crying hoarsely, and looked at Lin Qi fiercely.

"Look, the most perfect piece of this set of rose wine vessels of mine! A rose wine bowl carved from the skull of Ajesteli, a cousin of the God of Dawn, the Light God of the Azhul protoss!" Sugla Gently stroking the wine bowl, she was trembling with excitement: "Ayestrie, the most beautiful goddess of the Light God, a very young girl, when I took off her skull, she was miserable. The cry is really too, too, too charming!"

There was a trace of abnormal blush on Sogla's decayed face. He was so excited that the joints of his body slammed into each other, and he kept making jingle sounds: "You know? Let a young life be in her most beautiful moment. Suddenly withered, and then transformed her life into an eternal work of art, allowing her to stay forever at her most beautiful moment. This is a supreme artistic achievement!"

"Old madman!" Karl Khan, who was clinging to Igor and not letting go, suddenly murmured. This was Kalhan's most instinctive reaction after hearing Sogla's hysterical howling. His voice was very slight, but Sugla still heard clearly.

"What?" Sugla's face suddenly became gloomy. He turned around, looked at Karhan indifferently, and sneered slowly: "What are you talking about? You said I'm an old lunatic? You idiot who dares to blaspheme art , Humble human, why don't you die?"

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