It was undoubtedly worth it to see two transcendent forces at war, and perhaps in the Dark Ages, it was a very common sight.

Nowadays, however, it is a rarity.

Unfortunately, their ideas quickly fell through.

The do-gooders themselves have also remembered that this is the "Mysterious Valley Bazaar".

The first rule is that you can't fight here.

Although the Mellon family and the Hastu Club don't seem to be obedient forces, as long as you think about it, since the two extraordinary forces are willing to issue recruitment orders in the bazaar, this means that the organization behind the bazaar is recognized by the two supernatural forces to a certain extent.

At the very least, a neutral, strong organization.

Because of this, the two major forces are afraid that they will not do anything.

And that's exactly what happened.

The huge movement in the imagination did not appear at all, and there was only silence.

Eventually, many transcendents made their choice.

Among them, almost all of them are "wild professionals" who have no inheritance, or simply some "contacts" who are bold and like to die.

Tang Qi even saw the young stall owner who sold him the [Ralph Codex] before, his temperament has changed a lot compared to last time, his expression is more fierce, and there is some bloodthirsty light in his eyes, but it is a pity that in Tang Qi's eyes, he does not look stronger than last time.

On the contrary, the young man was weaker.

Last time, Tang Qi could still feel a faint aura from him.

Now, that breath is gone.

"It seems that the expedition failed, and he lost his talisman, the wrong choice. ”

Tang Qi said silently.

The mistake he said was not that the young man had chosen the wrong weapon of a strange object.

In fact, whether it is a black kaba dagger or a gray flint throwing axe, it is a good weapon.

But which one to choose is determined by the mind.

The young man was too radical and adventurous, and last time he had a talisman, and he was lucky enough to get the "Ralph Codex" from a group of ghosts.

But a person's luck cannot be maintained all the time.

Tang Qi watched the young stall owner pour himself a belly of Tyron Tree Beer, his face was flushed, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, and he looked like he was going to fight for the last time, left the bar, and chose a direction.

"Hastu Club?"

Tang Qi glanced at it and sighed silently.

After the young stall owners, one by one, transcendents and contacts have made choices.

At the end of the valley, there were two more dense black shadows, far apart, which were undoubtedly their respective recruiting places.

Judging from the figures, the Mellon family really has the advantage.

Although most of these people are some transcendents who have little combat power, and there are also contacts who like to die like young stall owners, the most basic ones are still able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, who doesn't know that the most powerful one is the Mellon family at present.

The reason is very simple, the three words of Samra are enough.

After listening for a few minutes in the bar, novices can also understand the power of a "professional-level powerhouse".

A little later, both sides each came to the "cannon fodder" with recruitment, without any friction, and left the bazaar.

Soon, the mysterious valley once again regained its previous atmosphere. Not all transcendents care about the so-called "transcendent war".

There is still some vibe, and the only thing left is the mystery bar.

The gamble continues, and it's getting bigger and bigger.

I don't know where the transcendent who initiated it came from, and he is not afraid of the ever-expanding handicap, after Tang Qi tasted the "Venus Kiss", he also came a little interested before leaving, and casually dropped a bag of gold coins, but he pressed the official victory, no matter what the purpose of both sides, they will be the losers.

After that, Don Qi left the bazaar.

Two recruitment orders, in fact, Tang Qi did not use his "second body" to sneak in.

But as soon as this thought came out, he was suppressed by himself.

The answer is simple, no insurance.

The most important thing is that the gains outweigh the losses.

Whether it is the Mellon family or the Hastu Club, I am afraid that the fundamental purpose is to recruit cannon fodder, and the follow-up so-called divine gifts and demon serums are just cakes, which are absolutely impossible.

Most of the transcendents who joined were similar to the young stall owners, and it was difficult to get in touch with the high-level leaders on both sides.

In this case, it is difficult to obtain valuable information.

With Tang Qi's current strength, there is no need for this.

He was now, just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Samra, who had become famous in one fell swoop, and did not hold back the time to open the gift he had prepared.

Leaving the Rotten Truffle Forest, Donch heads to the village of Georgeway.

He didn't do anything, just gave the "food" to the night beast and left with the little one's happy gaze.

He had a hunch that it wouldn't be tonight.

......

The next day, in the morning, Tang Qi, who was immersed in "witchcraft cultivation", suddenly heard the phone ringing.

Picking up the earpiece, Steiner's magnetic voice came.

"Your information is right, the Sith did show up, and just now he promised Hale that the two of them would go to the headquarters of the Mellon family and the Hastu Club respectively, and use their strength to force the two sides not to fight in the city, not in any way. ”

But Hall did not intend to stop the war between the two sides, and only asked that it not affect the city and its citizens. ”

Tang Qi smiled when he heard this.

This is normal, the Mellon family, an old underworld family that has signed a contract with the devil, this is okay, if it is only for wealth and power, at this time, whether it is the federal government or the Church of Light, they will choose to tolerate it temporarily.

But the Hastu Club is different, and Hall must have known that this is an evil god organization.

A transcendent organization that both the official and the Church of Light hate, since the two are going to war, it is better to lose both.

Tang Qi thought for a moment, suddenly thought about it, and asked, "Where are the two sides?"

"City Hall!"

"Mellon Manor!"

The former is worth complaining about, Tang Qi didn't react when he heard it.

It was the latter, which made Tang Qi show a look of enlightenment, and after silently writing it down, Tang Qi hung up the phone.

He still didn't do anything, and continued to immerse himself in witchcraft.

It wasn't until late evening that Donkey received another call from Stana.

Hall and Sith's actions went unexpectedly smoothly, and in the face of the visits of the two people who each represented the official and the Church of Light, both the Mellon family and the Hastu Club, they were very obedient, and both agreed not to fight any war in the city.

But both sides say the only way to end the war is for the other to be annihilated.

This answer made Hall and Sith secretly satisfied.

Of course, with the wisdom of those two people, it is naturally impossible to be easily fooled.

Soon the Sith disappeared into the police station again, but unlike last time, it was most likely to cooperate with Hall and play the trick of "one light and one dark". These complicated situations have nothing to do with Tang Qi, and he has already passed on all the information he knows to the two of them.

Now, what Tang Qi has to do is to settle the last grievance.

He had a strong premonition, and it was tonight.