"Your Excellency, the demon has divided its forces!"

In the dead silence, the large group of light spots on the magic sand table suddenly split into two, and formed an obvious "V-shape" shape to make an overall diversion, and the necromancer who operated the sand table immediately shouted.

"Good." Negusta nodded, retracted his gaze, turned to the super undead priest Bendoa opposite, and suddenly laughed: "I heard that demon warlock is not so easy to deal with, do you need my help in a while?" ”

"Not necessarily." Hondoa held his head high, shrouded in the white mist of death, and at the same time gently waved a pitch-black bone scepter, arrogant and disdainful: "In the face of the great god of death, no enemy can only be completely destroyed. Instead, your opponent is a dragon-like Cerberus with a reputation second only to the Monarch in the Dark Lands. Oh, I promise you that if the battle is not good, you will flee to me and take refuge, and I will save your lives. Of course, someone is not among them! ”

After speaking, the priest of the Holy Order glanced at Moriarty behind him unabashedly, and the meaning could not be clearer.

"Your Excellency Hondoa, since we are both so confident in the next battle, why don't we make a small bet on this." Unexpectedly, with the eyes of the super undead priest, Moriarty suddenly stepped forward and said.

"What bet?" Hearing this, both Hondoa and Negusta frowned, looking at someone warily or worriedly.

"There is no doubt that this battle will be won. So, let's gamble on the time it will take to defeat each opponent. Under the gaze of the two super poles, Moriarty said eloquently: "The one who takes less time is the winner of the gamble." What do you think? ”

"Yes!" Looking at Moriarty, who had a casual and relaxed face, the Holy Order Priest instinctively felt great disgust and hatred, and almost didn't think about it, and directly broke off: "What do you want to bet on!?" ”

"Your status is so noble. Ordinary mundane things only devalue your dignity. Well, at least one treasure, I think can barely match the gamble in front of me against the backdrop of a grand battle. Moriarty smiled slightly, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Treasure!?"

Hearing such a bet, not only Hondoa, but also Negusta was shocked.

After the Ice Apocalypse. Treasure-level items are extremely rare. Even behemoths like the Necromancer Alliance and the Holy Spirit Temple only have a few items inside, all of which exist as strategic deterrence or hole cards. And the theft of the "withered robe" of the Holy Spirit Temple before caused an uproar in the whole of Dejia, and the rest of the rhyme is still shaking under the table.

Now, when someone opens his mouth to make a bet with a treasure, it's terrifying. Even the two super poles can't help but think that the other party is talking nonsense, or nonsense.

But before Bendoa could open his mouth to rebuke, Moriarty had already taken out an inky book from his sleeve. Lift your chest lightly.

As soon as he saw this book covered in jet-black dragon skin and surrounded by layers of black halos, the super undead priest's gaze froze for a moment, and he couldn't move it anymore.

"Since I initiated the bet, then I will provide the chips on the alliance side." Patting the book in his hand, Moriarty's expression seemed to have just taken out a few gold pounds of small money, and then glanced at the two super poles, and said: "'Demon Lord's Covenant', the first generation of demon hero Isis. Lombach productions. The bearer of the canon can seal his power in it. Over time, this power will continue to be blessed by the Demon Lord of Hell. Become stronger and more powerful. ”

"'Demon Lord's Covenant'!?"

Hearing this, Bendoya's eyes were so hot that they almost burst out of their black sockets, and he even took a step forward unconsciously.

A treasure, and the ability to borrow the power of the Hell Demon Lord, this is an out-and-out rare item of religious nature. Even if there must be forces from the Dark Lands and the Nine Hells involved, the Holy Order Priest believes that he only needs to bring it back to the Holy Spirit Temple. If you hand it over to Your Excellency the Evangelist of Death or even the Patriarch of Death to "purify" and replace it with the power of the Grim Reaper, then the newly born "Covenant of Death" will surely become another trump card treasure of the Holy Spirit Temple!

Therefore, Bendoa is already determined to win the "Demon Lord's Covenant". Even if it's a trap for the Alliance. It is also to teach these blasphemous necromancers the next painful lesson.

At the same time, Negusta and Amber on the other side were also surprised to see Moriarty suddenly take out such a treasure. The Great Necromancer, in particular, can also be said to be salivating over the "Demon Lord's Covenant". Even if it doesn't covet the power of a certain god because of this, it is an excellent treasure for both magical research and "self-defense".

It's a pity that unless His Excellency the Lord of Amon speaks, no one in the alliance can take it from Moriarty's hands. This is also one of the iron rules of the Necromancer Alliance, and members of the Alliance must not be forced or threatened in any way to give their money, knowledge, and research gains.

"However, this Davidson is really so confident that he will take out such a treasure and make a bet with the Holy Spirit Temple? Aren't you worried about losing your bet? What exactly does he want to do? ”

Looking at Moriarty, Negusta thought to himself. If the alliance really loses this game, and the "Demon Lord's Covenant" falls into the hands of the Holy Spirit Temple, it will also become a huge potential threat to the alliance itself.

At this thought, Negusta couldn't help but get entangled.

"So, Your Excellency Hondoa, since you have agreed to the game, can you show your chips?" And just as the Holy Order Priest and the Great Necromancer were in a state of flux, Moriarty suddenly rebelled.

"This..."

Patronizing and thinking about the "Demon Lord's Covenant" in the other party's hand, when he heard this, the Holy Rank Priest was stunned, and at the same time couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"I... There are no treasures around. ”

Even if he can't say anything more, or because of this, he is invisibly compared to the other party, but the dignity of being a super undead priest does not allow him to lie, and Bendoa has to admit it "with difficulty".

But then again, even if it did carry a treasure of the Holy Spirit Temple, it would never have gambled on it without the approval of the Patriarch of Death.

"It's okay, it's okay." As if he had expected this, Moriarty smiled completely indifferently, but said, "If there are no treasures, I think a fifth-level divine art scroll can barely match it." As a noble person of His Excellency Bendoa, he should always have it by his side, right? ”

"What!?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the two super poles converged at the same time. However, Negusta was faintly excited, and Hondoa was cold-eyed, as if he wanted to eat the other party alive.

It turned out that someone's idea was put here. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the Super Undead Priest wouldn't have dared to believe that someone would dare to hit the idea of the Holy Spirit Temple so blatantly, and it was also the idea of the top-level fifth-level divine magic scroll.

For a while, Bendoa even had an impulse to tear the devil in front of him to pieces immediately, even if these guys who were limited to the alliance were the first to fire and fight.

It's just that such crazy thoughts only flash and disappear again.

As the henchmen of the Death Preacher, Bhondoa has a very important mission in this battle, and it can only be won and not defeated. Otherwise, His Excellency Jiexiu, who had already suffered successive setbacks and lost five Extreme Path powerhouses, would definitely be even worse, and his power in the Holy Spirit Temple would also be further squeezed and attacked by the "Holy Son", and it would probably lose his second leadership after the Patriarch of Death.

Therefore, the priest of the Holy Order could only restrain his desire to destroy Moriarty on the spot, and calmed down again.

"Your Excellency, have you decided? Or do you still feel that such a gamble is not fair enough and want to quit? It doesn't matter, as long as you say it, the agreement just now can be nullified. ”

And at this moment, Moriarty began to "pull hatred" again with seeming humility. Just kidding, if Bendoa suddenly "shrinks" in such a public, it will stop mixing in the Dejia circle in the future. Maybe when he returns to the Holy Spirit Temple, he will be directly accused by the "Holy Son" for a crime of "damaging the glory of my god". Therefore, in public and private, the priest of the Holy Order can only be tough to the end.

"It doesn't matter what exactly you want to do or what you want to do. Suffice it to say that in the presence of my God, such a boring trick will only lead you to a miserable situation of self-defeat! ”

As he spoke, Hondoya swept over the three alliance powerhouses in front of him separately, and at the same time slowly took out a magic scroll with a texture like ink crystals and a heavy black qi filament wrapped around its surface.

Even the Super Death Priest looked cautious when he took out the scroll, carefully pinching it with his dry fingers. Moreover, a special energy film was used to isolate the fingertip body from the scroll, so that he did not dare to touch it directly.

And with the revelation of the scroll, the vast expanse of soft sand beneath its feet, centered on Bendoa, began to decay rapidly, and in a moment it had turned into a pitch-black sour and sour humus, closer to the real land of death than the dry sand, and there was no place to use it.

"Fifth-level divine technique 'Corrupt Realm'!" Holding the black scroll aloft, Hondoa stared into Moriarty's eyes and exclaimed, "The blasphemous, will be completely corrupted in the endless majesty of my god and degenerate for eternity!" ”

"The 'decaying kingdom'... Very well, then let's make a formal vow. Ignoring the almost murderous gaze of the Holy Order Priest, Moriarty nodded, and said directly: "Please testify to Your Excellency the Lord of Amun, I and the Priest of Bendoa have set up a gamble here, if the Holy Spirit Temple Legion defeats the Demon Legion first, they will win the treasure 'Demon Lord's Covenant', and if the Necromancer Alliance Legion defeats the Demon Legion first, they will win the fifth-level divine magic scroll 'Corrupt Realm'..."

"Your Excellency the Patriarch of Death is to bear witness..."

When Moriarty had finished his vow, Bendoa followed suit.

And the witnesses in the oath of the two are the two seventeenth-level "guardians" of Dejia, and if anyone dares to maintain the oath afterwards, the consequences are self-evident. (To be continued......)

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