576 Trouble! Trouble! I am the goddess of trouble!
"This ...... The collar is a soul contract? It's terrifying to sign a copy of each, isn't it? If I want a hundred and eighty thousand, I can't bear it at all. β
Xiaohong asked casually, and at the same time sent a message to the heart of the god of the body, asking him to check what "idle materials" there were in the kingdom of God, and they could be sent over immediately, but fortunately, this barrier was not strong enough to cut off the connection between the god body and the clone.
As for the question she raised, it is also due.
If it is an ordinary soul contract, it is like a demon servant summoned by a magician, and a wisp of soul and considerable strength are allocated to maintain this contract. Therefore, no magician is a numerical servant who wins by quantity, and they are all the best of the best.
Yuzan has also modified this kind of contract, but it is a one-to-one contract to a many-to-one permission system, and there has been no one-to-many research.
Necromancers are piled up, but they are undead, and they don't use ordinary soul contracts, but the power of enslavement specifically for the undead.
The relationship between the Lich God and the Lich is in line with the one-to-many model, after all, there are too many Lich to count, and they all cut their souls and sacrifice them to the Lich God in exchange for eternal life, but the relationship between the two is not that of master and slave.
The moment the Lich God gets the Soul Shard and the Lich gains immortality, the deal between the two is complete. The Lich God wants which Lich to do is a matter of communication, coercion, or trade alone, and cannot directly control the Lich through Soul Fragments.
The relationship between the good gods and the angels is also a one-to-many model, but the good gods do not enslave the angels, but through the way of recognition, so that the angels belong to the kingdom of God. The Chaos Angels do not have the premise that the path recognizes, so they must use the Soul Contract.
"Your Majesty, please look," Elder Astopo handed over a collar. Xiaohong took it and probed it with her divine power, feeling that it was some kind of transformation of the soul contract, specifically...... I don't understand.
It seems that it should be common sense that the gods have, but the "Encyclopedia of the Gods of Finn" she is compiling does not have such common sense.
Hurriedly sent another command to the heart of the gods, and at this time Astopo was also explaining: "This is the soul contract specially transformed by the Thousand Islands Alliance of Angels under the clouds, and it only takes a very weak trace of the will of the gods to control a slave. Even for the newborn gods, the upper limit of control is 100,000, and the upper limit of the weak gods is even more than 1 million. Of course, no Majesty would use all his will to control the angels under the clouds, but a tenth of his will is enough to take on an army of angels under the clouds. β
"This control is also very power-saving in the exercise, and each slave has a completely autonomous will. Once a slave disobeys His Majesty's orders, he can be stripped of his power by contract, and what to do with it is simple. β
...... of the Kuril Alliance In other words, there are hundreds, if not thousands, of slave camps like Crouching Whale Island!?
Little Red's heart thumped, and she felt that in the Chaos Angel race, no, behind the entire outer plane, there was a big mountain, and the name of this big mountain was ...... Market economy.
The genuine angels must also be exchanged for divine essentia to various tribes, because the genuine angels must serve the good gods, and they must also be recognized by the way, and they are not slaves. But in the Chaos Angels, without the recognition of the road, the slave industry arose, and it seemed that the entire race was ruled by the slave economy.
The biggest reason for this situation is probably the monetization of the Essentia of Divinity.
Divine essentia can be regarded as an upgraded version of the golden bushel in the outer plane, which is condensed by pure divine power, can be exchanged, and can be converted into various substances, energy or many specific things through spells, such as gods creating clones, and it is also a necessary food for the advancement of demigods and above. It has both circulation value and use value, and has become a general equivalent.
Goddess of Business......
Xiaohong suddenly felt that she and Li Qi seemed to underestimate this inconspicuous but ubiquitous deity. Since it is possible to unify the main plane currency with the golden bush, could it be that the goddess of commerce has done in-depth development to make it widely used?
By promoting the development of currency to strengthen the priesthood and increase the power, this god's insight and calculation are really not simple, and in the successive eras, he is like a character on the background board, and the water is really deep enough.
In the future, we will have to pay attention to the movements of the goddess of business, Xiaohong thought.
After making a note in the small notebook, she turned her attention back to the matter in front of her, and once again glanced at the slaves in the audience, and found that most of them were only at the level of heroes.
"We, the angels under the clouds, like the angels in the clouds, are bred from the angel fruit and have power. As you get older, your strength grows, and when you become an adult, you have a fourth-level strength. β
"To grow further, one must go through battle, or come into contact with pure divine power, just like the angels on the clouds. It's just that we are impregnated by the power of the Chaotic Void, not as pure as the angels in the clouds, and we don't live as long as them, so our growth is limited. β
Astopo said proudly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, the quality of our slaves on Woyan Whale Island is very high, and most of them can grow to level seven or above in their lifespan, and the rate of reaching level ten is more than one in ten thousand. β
Level 10 is the demigods, that is, those guards behind Astoppo.
Looking at these demigod angels, Xiaohong licked her lips, pitiful for her family, the two child laborers of Qiu Xiang and Thrush are only level four, and Yurina is only level seven, a dignified and medium god, not even a demigod angel.
Looking at the hundreds of angels in the audience, as well as the thousands of other angels in the audience, the flames in Xiaohong's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Buying an army of angels with divine essentia was like buying a house for the full amount, something that would have been completely unthinkable in her lifetime.
So, it's impossible to save money, it's impossible to save money in this life!
It's decided!
At this time, the heart of the gods also sent a message from her, and it seems that Yuzan has become accustomed to this kind of sudden mission, and quickly completed the task in the kingdom of God, and the result is also satisfactory to her.
So let's get started......
"That, Astopo", sending another command to the heart of the gods, and Xiaohong's gaze still fell on the demigod guards, "What if I want to buy them?"
The slave owner was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "If Your Majesty you have enough divine essence, then it is not impossible." However, the price of demigod-level slaves is very expensive, and there are less than a hundred on our island. β
"Can I trade something other than essentia?"
Xiaohong said very sincerely: "For example...... Other slaves?"
The slave owner nodded: "No problem, if it is a very special breed, we can accept it." β
He smiled again: "But the price of a demigod slave is equivalent to 10,000 ordinary slaves, which is also relatively ...... for Your Majesty Heavy burden. If it is a slave of equal value, it must be very precious, and His Majesty may not be willing to exchange it. β
Xiaohong patted her chest: "How can you be reluctant? reluctant to give up the child...... Ahem, anyway, I have the money!"
She said arrogantly: "I'll recruit it right away, and you will bring more slaves out here, don't squeeze hundreds of hundreds of toothpaste, pull a hundred and eighty thousand out......!" Main ...... Well, what God has is money!"
Slave owner Astopor couldn't help but be a little excited, another big customer!
The crimson god seat, sitting under the Huabiao, the eyes of the little red body flashed rapidly like a hard disk lamp. On the other side of the sofa, the little bald head Youzan wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and exhaled.
"Control the Chaos Angel's Soul Pact...... What is Your Majesty doing again?"
"Huh, that's ......."
It muttered, and suddenly saw a light cocoon standing next to it.
"Where did the other one come from?"
Yuzan ran over, crouched down in front of the basketball-sized cocoon, and poked his fingers.
A long tongue jerked it up in the air, slamming its head and feet into the distant floor.
The little girl with purple hair and silver eyes stood in Youzan's position, stretched out her chubby little hand, and poked the light cocoon.
"Meimei?
Mickey shook his head and cautiously reached out to hug the light cocoon.
The main body suddenly waved its hand, and a pillar of silver-white light covered Mickey and the light cocoon, and swished straight up, breaking through the clouds, breaking through the barrier of the Kingdom of God, and submerging into the chaotic void.
Yuzan, who was lying upside down on the floor, put his hands on the ground, pulled out his head, and just in time to see the pillar of light disappear, it shouted: "Your Majesty, you forgot your goddess's suit of four thousand meters long knife!"
Lying on Smoke Whale Island, the canopy above Xiaohong's head made a muffled sound, and if you look closely, it is a small black dot attached to the barrier.
"It was summoned by His Majesty", Atopos waved his hand and shot a beam of light, and the small black dot slowly sank, and then the call changed from small to large, falling on the little red head.
"Hemp ......"
Mickey was about to scream when he was slapped in the face by Xiaohong.
"What is this? Oh, the one that Richie got from", Little Red took the light cocoon, and her thoughts seeped in, and the panicked thing inside squeaked in her heart.
"Woman, goddess, spare your life! I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I didn't expect that Li Qi to have a golden finger like you...... No, golden thighs! Don't refine me! I'm useful!"
Xiaohong twitched the corners of her mouth and muttered: "Why is it that she is a young girl or a foreign mother, Li Qi's orientation is becoming more and more curious." β
She sent a cold thought to that will: "Give you three seconds to make it clear what you are a god horse thing!"
"I am Neil, the goddess of elven visions, prophecies, and wisdom......"
"One ......"
"I'm Richie's pet!"
"Two ......"
"I'm a liar and it's hard for the gods to see through it!"
"Three...... You're lucky to have a chance to survive. β
Red pronounced the fate of the thing inside, and then took Mickey by the back and handed her to Astopo.
She said as if she was talking about a cat: "Well, this is it, you can see if it's worth it." β
Mickey's eyes widened: "Ma ......"
The second half of the voice was blocked back into his mouth by Xiao Hong's cold eyes.
"This is ......"
Astopo took Mickey, pinched it first, then sniffed, frowned, and said, "It's a strange thing." β
He raised his hand and cast a gray light on Mickey, who twisted his body uncomfortably, tears already forming in his eyes. But Xiaohong glared at her, not only with a sternness she had never seen before, but also something else, which made her endure it obediently.
"Ah, O Supreme Void!"
Astopo cried out, his wings soaring into the air.
"This is the corpse of the goddess of magic!
He nodded happily: "Although it is still only a juvenile, when it matures, it is definitely a first-class treasure, even a powerful god will covet it!"
Xiaohong said in the crisp tone of the mall elite: "All the demigod angels behind you, plus 100,000 ordinary angels." β
Mickey's eyes widened, but she was still struggling to endure it.
"This ......"
Although the slave owner was happy, when he encountered something related to the price, the instinct of the knee-jerk reflex dominated the mind: "Your Majesty, the value of your slave is indeed extraordinary, but it is not rare to this extent, and your asking price is equivalent to ......"
The little red eyelid did not lift: "Fifty thousand ......"
The slave owner continued to try: "And she seems to have been conceived by your divine power, and it is very problematic to control it." β
Xiaohong frowned: "Doesn't your soul contract work?"
The slave owner said in a tangled manner: "Of course...... Effective. β
"Isn't this the end of it?"
Xiaohong relented again: "Okay, it's 30,000." β
The slave owner lifted Mickey high in the air, looked closely, and tried to lift his robe, but Mickey spit out his long tongue and hit the back of his hand, splashing a gray light.
He didn't think it was a pestle, but said happily: "Yes, yes, there is already a ninth-level strength." β
Gritting his teeth, he nodded resolutely: "Deal!"
"Pull all the slaves out!
The slave owner beckoned his low-level stewards to pull people in, and then let the ten demigod angels behind him come to the stage.
He took out a spar, held it in his hand and flickered, extinguished it and handed it to Xiaohong: "This is the control spar of all the demigod angels on my side, as long as you pour your will into it, the soul contract will be transferred to you." β
He took out another handful of spars with a much dull color, picked one for a while, concocted it in the same way, and handed it to Xiaohong: "This is the control spar of those ordinary slaves below." β
Xiao Hong poured her will into his will according to his words, the two crystals flickered again, and she nodded with satisfaction, indeed, the souls of ten demigod angel slaves, and more than five hundred ordinary angel slaves were connected with her.
The slave owner held up Mickey again, smiling flatteringly and expectantly, Xiaohong snorted: "What are you worried about, I am a good god, how can I deceive people?"
Gently placing her hand on Mickey's head, she said in an empty and inhuman tone, "From this day on, you are no longer my slave, and I transfer your ownership to him." β
The palm of his hand flashed with a silvery white light, as if he had freed some restraint from Mickey's body, causing a little light dust to overflow around Mickey.
Never touched her head so gently by Xiaohong, Mickey grinned and smiled sweetly.
Little Red withdrew her hand expressionlessly, Mickey's smile froze, and then dissipated little by little as the distance increased.
She opened and closed her mouth, as if she wanted to call Ma Ma, but she still remembered the reprimand of "Ma Ma" and did not make a sound.
With a click, a cold collar appeared on his neck.
The slave owner took out another spar and began to chant a spell, and the strange power pressed Mickey's heart, making her suddenly remember what "Ma Ma" had just said.
Tears suddenly poured out of his eyes, and Mickey's mouth opened wide, looking at Xiaohong, who had turned around in disbelief.
The heavy force clamped Mickey's mind like a shackle, and the delightful voice of the slave owner came from the sky: "Ah, it's ......"
The volcano in his heart was accumulating, and the cold river was freezing rapidly, and Xiao Xiaoqi's eyes were hazy with tears, and he screamed in a low voice.
She didn't call it "Ma Ma", she called it "Baba".
With her back to Mickey, Red walked to the edge of the platform with a steady pace.
She looked at the demigod angels standing in the front row of the stage, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Slaves!"
Ten demigod angels, five hundred ordinary angels looked up, looking at their new master with expressionless faces.
"Slaves!"
Little Red shouted, "Onward!"
The angelic slaves stepped forward with a bang.
"Stop!"
The angel slaves stopped at the same time, and Xiaohong nodded in satisfaction.
At this time, the volcano in Mickey's heart has melted into the glacier, and the soul that has never been bound since birth is struggling to break free from that shackle.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"
The slave owner said in a panic: "Her strength is good, so weird, my soul contract is a little unstable." β
Xiaohong turned around and smiled coldly: "Her name is Mickey." β
"Mickey ......"
The slave owner frowned: "I'm not asking what the slave's name is, I mean she ......"
Xiaohong stood proudly: "She's not my slave either." β
Her voice suddenly rose high, echoing around her like a bell, beating at everyone's heart.
"I, Lady Crimson, am the ...... of the Goddess of Discord"
"I am also the guardian of the goddess of pain and destruction......"
"The Guardian of the Goddess of Death and the Goddess of the Wild......"
"Daughter of Rose and Crimson Guardian of Justice......"
"The Guardian of the Goddess of Birth and the Goddess of Destiny ......"
"Guardian of the Goddess Styx......"
"My path is for all for one, one for all!
"My goal is to emancipate the slaves, to free slaves in all their forms and substances!"
"How can I have slaves? How can I have slaves!?"
Xiaohong's announcement shook the barrier and caused waves of ripples, and even exploded in the hearts of all the angels.
Her voice became high-pitched: "Slaves!
"Kill those who sold you, and exchanged your freedom and life for their wealth!"
"Kill those who serve these people! Kill all those who resist you!"
"When you wash away all the suffering and humiliation you have endured with your blood, you will be free!"
The demigod angels in the audience, as well as the ordinary angels whose soul contracts had been transferred to Xiaohong's hands, were stunned for a moment, and then scattered in all directions, rushing towards the stewards and guards who were guarding the surroundings of the audience.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"
Astopo, the slave owner, was dumbfounded: "You...... You, you're ......"
"Mickey!"
Xiaohong glared angrily at the little girl who was also frightened by such a drastic change: "You can't even break free from such a soul contract, what's the use of you!
"Hemp, hemp, hemp......"
Mickey muttered, big tears overflowing his eyes, and his little face gradually bloomed into a smile, like the bright sun of midsummer.
The glacier in the heart collapsed, and the depressed volcano erupted more violently, but the direction changed.
The small body stretched into a towering giant tree in the pale blue light, and then circled and stacked, and half of the snake body dozens of meters thick and unknown how long was a colossus-like girl, like a waterfall purple hair covering the naked upper body.
The spar in the slave owner's hand cracked, and he screamed angrily, a gray mist overflowing from his body, and his body was also expanding.
The snake girl opened her mouth, and a light blue light blade shot down like raindrops, and the slave owner only resisted twice before being swallowed by this rain of light blades, and her body was first broken into pieces, then jumped into pieces in the air, and then cut into pieces, and finally chopped into a little bit.
Among the blood flowers and broken flesh, the spirit body that vaguely appeared in the form of a human was floating, but it was covered by this rain of light blades, and it came again according to the process of the flesh.
At this time, the screams of the slave owner AstΓΈpo were mixed with the screams of the stewards and guards under the high platform.
The space around the high platform distorted, and several powerful forces shot out, fanning Xiao Hong, and at the same time, the barrier on the canopy shook violently, and the power that almost chased the god's body was converging.
Xiaohong's hand was full of divine power, and the silver-white light cocoon the size of the basketball cracked. A colorful little goblin dragon flapped its dragonfly wings flew out, panting and shouting, "Oh, if I continue to refine it, maybe I will have golden eyes...... Oh my god, where am I?"
Xiaohong grabbed the goblin dragon with both hands, shook it vigorously and roared: "Get your most powerful ultimateββ!"