"Oh my God, this ...... This is ......" The eyes of all the god kings immediately looked straight at the three huge corpses that appeared out of thin air, and the top floor of the central building of the mercenary association headquarters instantly fell to the ground with jaws and eyeballs.

A huge corpse without a head, the corpse of an adult eleventh-level beast king Hercules, and the corpse of an adult sixth-level beast ghost demon tiger, as soon as these three corpses appeared in the hall, they almost immediately stuffed the hall tightly.

At this time, Wang Ming put away his seemingly silly smile, looked at the Cherokie Sang God King who was completely dumbfounded, and said in a playful manner: "Dear Cherokee Sang God King, there are a total of three corpses here, one is the corpse of the Howling Sky Wolf, one is the corpse of the Great Ape, and the other is the corpse of the Ghost Demon Tiger, and I dare to guarantee with thirty trillion times of divine coins that these three alien beasts are definitely adult alien beasts, I wonder if the Cherokee Thirty Divine King needs to check it?"

The whole hall suddenly became audible, and everyone closed their mouths, staring blankly at the three corpses in the hall and speechless.

All of the people present were god-king-level powerhouses whose strength had reached their peak, and their ability to identify the corpse of a strange beast was still not a problem, although the howling wolf had no head, it could be easily identified just by looking at the corpse, this was indeed an adult twelfth-level beast emperor howling wolf!

The previous suspicions and ridicule all disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving them only because of the strong shock brought by these three corpses......

The twelfth-level beast emperor roaring wolf, the first twelve-level beast emperor to be killed in human history, has finally appeared?!

Torivaev had been completely subdued by the corpses of the three alien beasts, and it was not until this moment that he knew why Wang Ming had stopped his actions before.

"Killed an adult Beast Emperor, an adult Beast King, and a Ghost Demon Tiger in less than three minutes?

"This is clearly a premeditated trap by Wang Ming, he must have killed these three strange beasts in the beast forest, poor Cherokie San...... He was pitted again. ”

Thinking of this, Torivaev looked at the Cherokie San, who was triumphant before, but now wilted like a frosted eggplant, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

It was already miserable enough to be pitted by Wang Ming last time. Unexpectedly, because of a few words of provocation, he was ruthlessly pitted by Wang Ming again.

The last time the Cherokee lost face, it's better to say, after all, people are still free.

But what about this time? Not only will he lose face, but even his freedom will be deprived, and from today onwards, Cherokisan will have a big king character printed on his body, and from now on, he will be Wang Ming's person......

There was an indescribable sympathy and pity in the eyes of everyone who looked at Cherokeesan.

At this time, Cheroki Sang woke up from the shock, looked at Wang Ming with great resentment, and said angrily: "You cheat me?!"

"I'll cheat you, what's the matter!" Wang Ming replied unceremoniously: "I originally wanted to let you go." Who made you unfamiliar with yourself and provoke me again and again?!"

"Your mother'......"

"Shut up!" Wang Ming scolded angrily: "Don't forget your current identity!"

Cheroki Sang, the leader of the old god-king camp, was cheated by Wang Ming in this way. The pit was so miserable that it even made Cheroki feel a suicidal impulse.

The gambling method and the bets have been recorded by the mastermind of the central building, that is, the gamble is valid and legal, and as a participant in the game, Chenokisan must fulfill his bet.

Now there are only two paths in front of him, either hand over all the twelve Beastmaster Beast Cores. Coupled with the cash of twenty trillion divine coins, he will either bow down to Wang Ming and become Wang Ming's errand servant from now on.

But neither of these two choices was what Cherokee Sang wanted to see, and the dignified Wanji God King became a servant of another Wanji God King, which made him even more uncomfortable than killing Cherokee San.

So. After hearing Wang Ming's angry rebuke, Cherokeesan's face changed suddenly, as if he had just remembered his situation, and then said with a stiff face: "Don't worry." I owe you something, and I'll pay it back to you!"

"Of course, if the Cherokee Godson can pay the buck. Naturally, I was very happy. Wang Ming smiled faintly: "It's just that I have to remind the Cherokee Sang God King, if you can't repay this gambling debt within thirty hours, I have the right to apply to the God Emperors to enforce it." ”

"If you don't believe I have the means, give it a try. ”

The last sentence is full of confidence and categorism, and in this case, no one will doubt Wang Ming's methods...... What are you kidding, a guy who can kill a twelfth-level beast emperor can't deal with a god king who isn't even a god emperor?

The god-kings present can see this, and Cherokisan naturally knows this, but some will believe it, while others will choose to question it.

There was no doubt that Cherokie Sang didn't believe that Wang Ming could kill a twelfth-level beast emperor with his own hands, and he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, so he looked at Wang Ming's eyes with a strong question.

Sensing Cherokie Sang's reaction and considering his current situation, Wang Ming pondered slightly for a moment, and finally chose to give Cherokie Sang a step, not wanting to really push him to a dead end.

So, Wang Ming glanced sideways at Torivaev and asked, "Torivaev God King, I entrust you with the matter of purchasing the beast king beast core.........

"Don't worry, the news has spread, and now there are seventeen Beastmaster Beast Colics in hand, and I believe that more Beastmaster Beast Colics will be sent over soon. Torivaev replied with a smile.

"Seventeen, plus the ten I have on hand, there are twenty-seven. Hearing Torivaev's answer, Wang Ming quickly calculated in his heart that as long as he had thirty Beastmaster Beast Cores, he would be able to improve his strength smoothly.

When the time comes, his strength on the surface will be that of the God Emperor powerhouse of the Sub-God Continent.

"The only things that still pose a threat to me are the demigods, and the beasts that are said to be sleeping all year round. ”

"Be careful, there are only a handful of strong people in the Subgod Continent who can pose a threat to me, and there is no need to hide them anymore" Just wait for the last three Beastmaster Beast Cores to arrive, and absorb them immediately!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ming's heart suddenly brightened, and he showed a faint smile towards Cherokeesan. Then he said, "Cherokee Divine King, if you can't send the bet over within thirty hours, I won't immediately apply to the Divine Emperors. ”

"Give you five days to prepare, and what the final result is, I hope that the Cherokee Son God King will accept it. ”

"Huh?" Hearing what Wang Ming said, Cherokee San, who was originally full of cruelty on his face, couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple, I know that the Cherokee God King is very unhappy with today's gamble and feels that it is unfair. Wang Ming took a deep look at Cherokie Sang and said, "But a gamble is a gamble, and you lost the Cherokie Son God King." This is also an irreversible result. ”

"However, I am willing to give you another chance, as long as you can beat me openly in five days, then this time the gamble will be voided, if you still lose after five days, I hope that the Cherokee Sang God King can accept the outcome of the gamble with a calm mind. ”

"Really?!" Wang Ming's words immediately ignited a hazy point of light in Cherokeesan's heart, allowing Cherokee Sang to see the hope of freedom.

He didn't believe that Wang Ming would be able to kill the Twelfth Rank Beast Emperor. The last incident in the Divine King Book also thought that Wang Ming was just a fluke, so he instinctively thought that Wang Ming was not his opponent at all!

Seeing the happy smiling face of the Cherokee San, Wang Ming nodded indifferently. smiled and said: "Naturally, it's true, I won't go back on my word." ”

The slight hint of sandy words did not arouse any displeasure from Cherokie San, who had already been overwhelmed by Wang Ming's conditions. If they can be free, who wants to lose their freedom?

So, Cherokisan left expectantly. Wang Ming and Torivaev entered a nearby box together, and as soon as they entered the box, Torivaev smiled and said, "After five days, you should be more than 80 percent sure, right?"

The incident of the Divine King Book and the Strange Beast Gamble all made Torivaev see Wang Ming's methods, and he also knew that Wang Ming would not put forward such conditions if he was not sure.

So this time, Torivaev rarely questioned Wang Ming's decision again, but smiled with a relaxed expression: "Poor Cherokisan God King, I even feel that he has become a doll in your hands." ”

"It's just a rhetoric that a doll isn't a doll, and I'm not going to really think of him as a doll. ”

When Wang Ming heard Torivaev's words, he just smiled and sat on the sofa, then put his hands behind his head, leaned back on the sofa and said, "Didn't you notice that the character of the Cherokisan God King is a little strange?"

"Huh?" Torivaev looked at Wang Ming strangely and asked, "What's so strange?"

"Two days ago, I looked at the information of the Cherokisan God King. Wang Ming said: "I found out that before he became the God King, he was a guy with quite good morals, and even single-handedly killed the beast tide in order to save the people of several villages during several beast disasters. "At that time, Cherokee San should have been a very hot-blooded young man, loyal, brave and fearless, and he was definitely a good man, at least at that time. "But since he broke through the tenth-level boundary to become a god king, what a huge change has taken place in the past few thousand years? That loyal, brave, and fearless hot-blooded young man at the beginning has gradually turned into a selfish, irritable, and resentful bastard!" "What caused him to change so dramatically?" Wang Ming said very seriously: "I want to find the answer in him, he is a very typical example. ”

"Uh......" Torivaev obviously didn't expect Wang Ming to set up a trap on Cherokie-san, it was actually for such a purpose, and after a short period of consternation, he laughed and said: "What's so strange about this? Thousands of years is enough time to change anyone, let alone a Wanji God King with more than 20,000 descendants? I think this is normal." ”

"Then why do the god kings have to take tranquilizers or cloud mist tea?" Wang Ming weighed it in his heart, and finally said straight to the point: "Because after the god kings break through the tenth level, they will slowly be affected by the beast core, and this influence cannot be eliminated, and can only be suppressed by guò medicine!" "If one day, the god kings and god emperors of the sub-god continent can get rid of this embarrassing and dangerous situation, I believe that this will be a great good thing for the entire sub-god continent." ”

"My teacher has done a lot of research on this situation, and he has slowly found some clues. I hope to be able to find the final solution through the god king of Cherokisan!"

Wang Ming packaged his selfishness as a great and selfless dedication. He suddenly got up and said, "God Kings and God Emperors should all be immortal beings!"

"......" Torivaev was a little stunned, and finally did not agree with Wang Ming's ideals, nor did he fight Wang Ming's blood, he just changed the topic: "Let's not talk about this for a while, I want to know, what are you going to do with the corpse of that howling wolf?"

As the first twelfth-level beast emperor to be killed in the history of the Subgod Continent, the value of this howling wolf corpse was obviously difficult to estimate.

After hearing Torivaev's inquiry, Wang Ming didn't hesitate anything, and said directly: "I want the beast core of the Howling Sky Wolf." Do you have any good opinions on the disposal of corpses?"

"The beast core is naturally yours, and as for the corpse, I hope you can hand it over to the Mercenary Association for disposal. Torivaev pondered for a while and said, "Generally, the corpses of eleventh-level beast kings are worth between 13 billion and 15 billion divine coins, and they are all complete.

"The head of this howling wolf is gone, and the precious eyeballs and brains are naturally gone. In this way, I can make the decision to pay you 30 billion times for the corpse of this Howling Sky Wolf, which is not a low price. ”

"Okay. Wang Ming didn't have much expectation for this. got up directly and said with a smile: "Three billion is three billion, and it's no problem for the Beast Emperor's corpse to be handed over to the association for disposal, but the Beast King Beast Core I need is ......"

"Four more god-kings have contacted me, if nothing else. After five hours, you will receive five to seven more Beastmaster Cores. Torivaev said: "When the time comes, I will send it directly to you." ”

"Thirty-two!" Wang Ming was overjoyed and smiled: "Okay, then I'll trouble you." ”

After all, Torivaev is a veteran in managing the daily work of the Mercenary Association, and the talent shown in some aspects really makes Wang Ming look sideways. It's a pity that this is not the kind of talent he wants.

After resting in the box for about four hours, Torivaev appeared in Wang Ming's box with the newly acquired six Beastmaster Beast Cores, and handed over these six Beastmaster Beast Colics directly to Wang Ming's hands. At the same time, he said: "Just now, several God Emperors asked about the Beast Emperor. ”

Wang Ming was only slightly stunned when he heard this, then smiled as if he was nothing, nodded and said, "I still lack a lot of beast cores, continue to buy, the commission is still the same." ”

Torivaev was a little dazed, he was stunned for a while before asking, "Don't you want to know what the gods and emperors said?" "What can you do if you know, what can you do if you don't know?" Wang Ming smiled dumbly and said: "Why waste time on this kind of thing? Well, I took the beast core away, this time I will go out for about three or five days, and the proceeds from the disposal of the corpse of the beast king and the beast emperor will be directly transferred to my account." ”

With these words, Wang Ming had already packed the six transparent beast king beast cores into the space, and at the same time raised his legs and walked in the direction of the door of the box.

Torivaev didn't expect Wang Ming to leave so simply, seeing that he was about to leave the box, he couldn't help but say: "Sharna God Emperor said that he underestimated you, although the corpse of the Beast Emperor has no head, but after all, the corpse is still there, so the points for killing the Beast Emperor will be accounted for normally." ”

"Coupled with the eyes of that mighty ape, your mercenary points have exceeded two million, and you can be promoted to a red mercenary, according to the rules of the god king's privileges, you are also a color medal now!"

"Also, Douglas God Emperor said that you may be hiding your strength, you can't be just a God King at all, it is very likely that you are a God Emperor!"

Wang Ming, who had already walked to the door, paused slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc and smiled slightly, and then left the box directly as if he hadn't heard it.

And Torivaev, who was standing in the box, looked at the direction of Wang Ming's departure with some breath, and couldn't help but think: "If Wang Ming is really a god emperor...... Poor Cherokie San!"

Wang Ming is the God Emperor, if all the hole cards are added up, the general God Emperor powerhouse in the Sub-God Continent may not be Wang Ming's opponent, but if you distinguish it according to the evaluation level of the Sub-God Continent, Wang Ming is really just a God King, a God King who has just broken through to the Ten Thousand Ages.

It's just that this is also about to become a thing of the past, because the arrival of the thirty-three beast king beast cores means that Wang Ming will be able to advance to the demigod right away!

After piloting the aircraft to a medium-sized city more than 7,000 kilometers away from the headquarters of the Mercenary Association, and letting the pilot park the aircraft on the tarmac at the edge of the city, Wang Ming left the aircraft alone and entered the city.

"Your Majesty the King of the Gods and Gentlemen, welcome to the third city of the Kaka Political District of the Garon Kingdom, I am the city mastermind Alya, and I can provide you with the most meticulous service at any time. Do you need anything now?" a soft female voice sounded in her ears.

"I needed a place that was absolutely quiet and undisturbed by anyone, at least three days. "Wang Ming has gradually become accustomed to the customs and folklore of the Subgod Continent, and he also has a great understanding of this kind of city mastermind.

So, after hearing the self-proclaimed Arya boss come up to say hello, he didn't look around like the first time and thought that someone was talking to him nearby.

Hearing Wang Ming's request, Arya found the kind of place Wang Ming needed almost instantly, and it quickly replied, "Your Majesty Wang Ming, according to your request, Arya has found a place for you that meets your needs. ”

"Please board City Aircraft 33568 and Arya will take you there. ”

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" As soon as the words fell, a small flying machine with a diameter of less than three meters appeared beside Wang Ming. And automatically opened the cabin.

This kind of flying machine is the main means of transportation in the city, some of which are bought by private individuals, but more of them are rented from the city master for hundreds of god coins every month, which is not cheap.

This is also the first time Wang Ming himself has taken this kind of common and ordinary flying machine, when he got into the aircraft and sat down, the surrounding glass instantly turned black, and at the same time, all the instruments in the cabin were also lit up, at this time, Alya's voice continued to sound: "Your Majesty Wang Mingshen, the place you are about to arrive at is located in the northwest of City No. 3, and it is a building made of dock steel. ”

"It is a place for human martial artists to cultivate. Your single box is located on the second basement floor of the building, the box number is four, and you need to pay three hundred divine coins every hour, I wish you a happy cultivation. ”

After a very short walk-through. The aircraft had already landed at the gate of the destination. The next second the aircraft cabin opened, Wang Ming saw a huge signboard hanging above the gate of this strange-shaped building: "The No. 3 City Cultivation Club in the Kaka Political District of the Garon Kingdom." ”

The height of the entire building is about 100 meters, but the whole body shines with a jet-black luster, and there is not a single crack in sight. Not a single window could be seen.

At the gate of this building, three men and women in mercenary combat uniforms were standing, and two men were talking to each other. The woman was looking around, as if she was waiting for someone.

Wang Ming's gaze swept casually over the three men and women, and then he jumped out of the flying machine directly, raised his legs and walked towards the gate of the cultivation club.

Perhaps it was the colorful badge pinned to Wang Ming's chest that attracted the attention of the three men and women, or it could be that Wang Ming was riding on the aircraft specially used by the master brain to pick up VIPs, the three men and women quickly saw Wang Ming, and showed a look of shock and retreated to the side.

No one came up to greet Wang Ming, or no one dared to come up to greet him.

It wasn't until Wang Ming entered the door of the cultivation hall and disappeared from their sight that the three of them glanced at each other in unison, and they all breathed a sigh of relief......

"Caizhang, God King Strong!" The female mercenary, who was about thirty years old, subconsciously patted her chest and said to herself with some palpitations: "Strange, God King Qiang seems to be doing in such a remote city?"

"That ...... It seems to be a god king, right?" and the two male mercenaries standing opposite the female mercenary said with shocked faces: "I didn't hear that the god king will come here during this time!"

Every god king is a high-ranking existence in the hearts of countless people in the sub-god continent, and most people have watched a god king powerhouse on TV, computer or from afar, for ordinary people, the god king is undoubtedly an unattainable pinnacle of existence. (To be continued......)