Standing still, with no intention of placing any bets, just looking at Marx.

"You come first, your age is old, let you come first." Speak softly, wholeheartedly give Marx a chance, a chance to come and come, and finally struggle.

And Marx did not answer at all when he heard the words of the whole heart, he was putting all the knowledge in his mind on the scale of equivalence, as long as the knowledge was put up, the contract would be half completed.

Once Quanxin can't come up with an equivalent item, everything in Quanxin is his, and even Quanxin himself is his.

When the scales of equivalence began to tilt, completely inclined to him, a smile appeared on Marx's face.

Although it is difficult for the necromancer to see the smile, whoever made the ghost fire eyes become crooked, this is a smile.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe......" A man smirked as he sat in a chair, he was already convinced, he had won.

"I'm done, it's your turn." Ghost Fire stared at Quanxin, wanting to see how Quanxin died.

Is it?

Glancing at the equivalent scale, he didn't explode directly, but tried the magic he learned in this world, what level it was, compared it with Marx's knowledge, and saw how erudite Marx was.

Most of the books of the Academy of Death have read it wholeheartedly, and it is also a huge amount of knowledge, exclusive to the knowledge of the Brilliant Continent.

"Click."

The equivalent scale moved slightly, but it was still Marx's knowledge that took the lion's share.

Seeing this, I wholeheartedly understood that his knowledge and Marx's knowledge were not at the same level at all.

"Bato, you try." Thinking of something interesting, I wholeheartedly asked Bartow to come over and hand over his knowledge to take a look.

Ebatol's knowledge of tens of thousands of years of life should change the scales.

"You." When Marx saw this, he looked at his heart with some anger.

His contract, but he competed with Quanxin for knowledge, but he didn't expect that Quanxin would find someone else, which is not right, this violates the equivalent contract.

"Barto is mine, his memory, is mine, do you have an opinion?" looked at Marx and said lightly.

"Hmph." Marx snorted coldly, keeping an eye on Bartow.

When the scales trembled, Marx's ghostly eyes trembled a little.

He was really a little scared, the knowledge of hellish creatures, he didn't know much, in case the knowledge of the equivalent Heavenly Scale Bato was heavier, it would be over.

"Whew, it's okay, it's okay, knowledge accounts for one-seventh of my knowledge, haha, haha......" laughed, Marx's body trembled violently.

He has seen that everything in his heart belongs to him, and even his body is his.

Although still imprisoned in a chair, Mark was excited to dance, and this excitement had been for a long time, as if he had never felt this way since he became a lich.

It's as if your body is alive.

This time it's the gamble, it's he, the winner, who wins, gets everything, gets everything.

The spirit is very excited, and when he sees Quanxin and Bato, he also looks so cute, and as for the skeleton emperor who made him a little panicked, he feels even more beautiful.

Once he grasps the power of the Skeleton Emperor, then he is the master of the necromantic plane, and the future necromantic plane belongs to him.

As long as he unifies the necromantic plane, with the power of the entire plane, he can become a god, the god of the lich, or rather, the god of the necromancy.

The consciousness is a little blurry, this is the excitement is too big, too sudden, the body is a little unbearable.

"Click."

Suddenly, the sound of the equivalent scales came, which made Marx's eyes recover, and he looked at the equivalent scales blankly, and he was stunned.

The section of the scale is completely tilted, which is the same as when he handed over his knowledge, but the direction of the tilt is no longer him, but the side of the heart.

"No, it can't be."

"Impossible, my knowledge, that's 30,000 years for me to get all the memories, with the knowledge of forty-nine worlds and continents, how can I lose, impossible."

"You, you cheat, it's not the equivalent scale."

At this moment, Marx's heart collapsed.

Mentally unstable, he faced the scene in front of him, he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.

As a lich, you don't lose in strength and rank, but in knowledge.

For a lich, realm is not important, power is not important, only knowledge is everything.

Give him enough knowledge to even kill the gods.

But, today, in the contest of knowledge, he actually lost.

Lost.

How could I lose!

The blue ghost fire eyes instantly turned red, and incredible power filled all the body.

He was angry, he was angry, he exploded.

All the power, even the power of the life box, was also drawn out by him, and if he wanted to kill the whole heart, he would never admit to losing knowledge, even if it was to pay for his life.

"Ah......h

roaring, Marx's power broke free from Bato's bondage, and even the power of the Skeleton Emperor was also broken free by him, only the title of God Butcher with all his heart, the power is still there.

As for the power of the curse, in front of the lich, it is nothing.

"Die, cheater, I hate people like you the most, cheating on you, this equivalent contract, it's fake." Shoot with all your might, the target, the equivalent scale, he wants to destroy this fake.

And then kill the whole heart, anyone who blasphemes knowledge, must die, this is also the bottom line of every lich.

"Ding."

There was a crisp sound, and the lich's magic, the lich's left arm, turned into nothingness.

Feeling the magic and the mutilation of the body, and the destruction from the soul, Marx froze.

The equivalent scale is real, and the power that surpasses everything is not fake.

It's true.

He lost.

In the contest of knowledge, how is it possible to lose.

Looking at everything blankly, watching the scales still tilt, tilting to the bottom, this situation made Marx not know what to say.

"It's true, it's true."

The red ghost fire turned green, and then turned blue, and Marx was in the best state at this time, even as if he had broken through.

Only the pain of the soul told Marx that all this was true, not fake.

"You, how the hell did you do that?" Looking at the scales of equivalence, Marx looked at the whole heart.

He was a little resigned.

The biggest hole card, knowledge has been lost to Quanxin, what kind of area does he take.

If Quanxin really had such a huge amount of knowledge, he would have accepted it.

"It's nothing, I just said where the gods are, and their purposes, this heavenly scale will be directly decided, and I still have a lot to say." looked at Marx and said lightly.

When the words "gods" and "purpose" appeared, Marx's eyes trembled a lot.

He knew with all his heart where the gods were, and even what the gods were doing, and he didn't complain if he lost.

"You're one of the gods?"

"No, I'm not, I'm just a human, a human with something special."

"Hehe, hehe, I lost, I admit defeat."

"Get the servant, demigod Lich Marx."

At this moment, the system prompts, and at the same time, the equivalent celestial scale turns into a colorful light and disappears, partly into the body of the mosaic, and partly into the body of the whole heart.

When you feel the power of the supreme rule, you also grasp everything about Marx.

Like Bartow, everything about Marx belongs to him.

Whether it is the past or the future, even the present, he belongs to the whole heart.

"Yes, I just lack a butler, so you can be my butler." He looked at Marx with all his heart and said with a smile.

"Yes, master." Humblingly bowing his head, his soul transforms instantly, he can't disobey everything in his heart, and even takes the initiative to do things that are beneficial to his heart.

This is the rule of equivalence, the supreme power.