I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Rotting Gold, also known as the golden carpet in the sky, the God of Greed.

The Archmages in the Supreme Council could foresee His appearance, but they didn't think He should be so active.

That golden carpet was even about to cover the Twin Swords and the Moon.

"This shows... someone has gained a lot in this battle," Lynde, the Watchmaker, simply stated the facts.

"This is a bit hard to guess, could it be consistent with the one blessed by the God of Knowledge?" Meyna pulled the starry sky closer, trying to discern the distortions within.

"Not sure, after all, we still don't know who the God of Knowledge is blessing." Lynde shook his head, unable to find the center of the wave's focus.

The eight groups of heretics and revolutionaries were too close together, but none showed any signs of resonating with the Time Pattern.

"Is he hiding? Stars, tell me who it is..." Meyna looked intently.

As usual, Tim the Skeleton was the most silent, almost just standing there watching, reluctantly participating in this gathering.

"Did the dead gain anything?" Meyna couldn't find the answer and proactively asked Tim.

"Heh." Tim seemed to have heard a joke and suddenly shrugged.

"Time is a very important resource," A'ka understood Baozhu's meaning.

"Be patient, when I return and kill Reid Kot, you will be free." Norrell Moore, of course, fully understood the current situation between Meyna and himself.

"No, the dead don't even know how they died," Tim replied emotionlessly.

In the entangling, helpless gatherings of souls, what they repeatedly cried out before their deaths was 'I don't understand, I don't understand'.

"Often, the God of Knowledge casts His gaze upon Demon King City during the Slaughter Cup, but the rest of the time, He mostly watches the Lower Tower," Li Yue comforted A'ka.

At the same time, A'cheng's body also separated, and a thin crack appeared at the base of the candle flame.

"The God of Knowledge seemed to have seen him." A'ka pointed to Lynde, "He also ate a lot of souls and dominated that battle."

That indirectly verified that Lynde was very greedy and had gained a lot.

Almost as if he didn't want Meyna to work for nothing.

"Look at him, so much killing desire, there must be dozens of units, right? Is it enough to exchange for one Aggregation and one Relic?" Meyna inserted the Staff of Deception into Lynde's head, absorbing Lynde's magic while talking to A'cheng.

"Norrell Moore and... and who came... can't remember..." Baozhu scratched his head in distress, Tim had no reaction.

"Impossible." Tim counted the dead, not finding any Red-skinned Demons.

They all felt they were innocent.

"Right, anyway, there are still many Slaughter Cups, we'll watch a bit more, find the true resonance, determine this soul stared at by the God of Greed and the God of Knowledge, find him, and it'll be easy." Li Yue didn't dwell too much on it, "Find him, find the moment he was born, and he won't be a dead man anymore."

"This... which one do you want?" A'cheng was silent for a moment, then took out a river of relics.

"I need to negotiate with A'cheng and also count the spoils, I'm busy, don't bother me." Norrell Moore turned into the flag and knocked Baozhu around.

"If you can maintain this kind of income, at the end of the seventh stage, and around the eighth stage, I will give you the Aggregation and a river of relics." A'cheng maintained his bottom line.

"But if you get what you want now, you will slack off, and you won't work hard..." A'cheng used Baozhu's logic to resist Meyna.

"Hehehe, do you think I won't be able to educate these eggs?" Baozhu broadly pointed to the eight strange shadows, including the Leg Hair Sect, the Saiya Sect, the Cat and Mouse Team, etc.

"Try not to speculate, because the result may be completely different." Li Yue shook his head, "Once the direction is accurate, adding backtracking or deduction will waste a lot of our time."

The crack opened part of the library, stopping in the Maze Corridor.

Killed by dinosaurs, electrocuted by tentacles, crushed by chariots, burned by flames...

Spader was so comfortable that he couldn't speak.

A'cheng was no longer the simple A'cheng he once was.

"Are you being influenced by the killing desire?" Li Yue asked.

"Could it be this one?" A'ka reluctantly found a piece of land directly facing the ripples and captured a frame.

"That's all done, no cooperation, what's the point?" Meyna gave A'cheng a very firm feedback through the Staff of Deception.

He was dividing the spoils with A'cheng.

Some were corroded by the Green Lake, some were trampled to death by apes...

Meyna couldn't spare the time to pay attention to Ying'er for the time being.

"Wait a moment." A'cheng's bottom line wavered.

"But what if before that, he greedily gets enough benefits and becomes even more lazy, what should we do?" Baozhu hadn't given up searching, "How about we participate too? In the Slaughter Cup?"

Beside Ying'er, the shadows of locusts flew back and forth, chaotically but uniformly, forming a line of words - That's cool.

Ying'er was the same.

Finally, her gaze settled on the severed crown underground, the crown taken away by the shadow.

"Oh, when are we going to participate in the Slaughter Cup..." Spader was very cheerful.

"Hmm... it's really tempting, I wonder what benefits the God of Greed and the God of Knowledge have given him this time? So curious, I really want it..." A'ka bit her finger, her eyes shifting between Baozhu and Wang Mu.

The red-skinned ones outside A'cheng's cloak constantly withered, their souls converted into magic power, nourishing the Staff of Deception.

The picture showed a vampire with long hair and a small red cloak, eating the Red-skinned Demons from the Abyss Maw.

"Aggregation and a river of relics, you must give one now, and the rest after the seventh stage is over." Meyna saw that Lynde was slowly being drained, and found that there was no way to successfully deceive him all at once, so he could only proceed gradually.

"Then what do you want?" Meyna needed specific content to make it easier to deceive.

At the same time, Norrell Moore and Spader were huddled between the giant bone chariot and the ice eye, repeatedly playing and reliving the Slaughter Cup process.

"Eh? Shadow Demon? Could it be Norrell Moore?" A'ka bit her finger, revealing starlight.

"Then when is he coming back? You urge him." Dan Egg sensed that the part of the particles controlled by Meyna was still in Demon King City, and had no intention of approaching the Drizzle Corridor at all.

"And that's just one match, there are so many more ahead, you don't want this time's spoils to disappoint you, and from now on you won't work hard, right?" Baozhu asked A'cheng.

"Hehe, I'm just joking." A'ka withdrew her previous suggestion.

"I want..." Baozhu compared complexly and quickly made a decision.

Ying'er wore Nil's crown, like a young girl wearing a new floral dress, spinning around to show Meyna.

Meyna overturned the table first.

"If we're going to do it, we should do the Shadow Sect first." Norrell Moore stroked his shadow.