Chapter 4: Dongxuan Spy

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles. It would be good to know oneself and take stock carefully, but how to know the enemy's situation? The best way is to send spies. The Terrans are a race with great potential, and I think the reason for stimulating the infinite potential of this race is inseparable from their own desires. Pride, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed,* and gluttony can each lead them forward, but each can lead them to hell.

For all sorts of messy reasons, there are countless humans who trade with our race, but there really aren't many high-quality ones. In order to induce the apocalypse to fall, our clan was exhausted, and the price paid was staggering. But fortunately, most souls are fragile, so it's good to lure them to their advantage.

Zhao Fulin, one of the members of the Dongxuan Council and the current director of the Jincheng Public Security Bureau, is one of our members. This man may be a good aid for our later preparations, but in today's war, he can only deliver information to an important person. However, considering the importance of this person, the new liaison I sent was the patriarch of the Daredevil clan, Zikal, who was scared by Imilan's legs.

The information brought back by Zikal confirmed my suspicion, the Dongxuan Terran was far more powerful than I thought, and there was actually a great creator hiding in the technology building in Jincheng, who could cause the entire army of the underworld to be wiped out at any time. The reason why he has been standing still is obviously that Dong Xuan is estimating whether to expose the existence of this god too early.

"Go back and tell Mercury about this, Zikal, and have him double his forces to come to his aid. Your people will not go to war. "Since the enemy intends to hide, then I want him to reveal it thoroughly. There are many souls, skeletons and little demons in the underworld, and millions of deaths are nothing.

"Thank you, Lord Hades. "Zikal excitedly withdrew from my sight when he saw that his own race had survived and pushed other races into the abyss of destruction.

Shortly after Zikal left, I received a message from Freya informing me that Amelia's affairs would not affect the progress of the project, but she did not explain what had happened to Amelia, presumably as a matter between the gods.

Dong Xuan is not stronger than the Phantom Clan, they have excellent strength, they cannot be eliminated overnight, everything needs to be considered in the long run, and slowly weakened. The strategy against Dongxuan had been formulated hundreds of years ago, and our race had a presence in the Thirteen-Day Biochemical War a hundred years ago. The Terrans didn't notice it, just because we found a good shield at that time, that is, the sea god Dilgara, and led the whole incident to the illusion of a struggle between the sea and the land. In addition, in addition, the cause of the incident was the problem of the Terran race itself, so after the war, although a small number of Terran Zhengshen suspected our race, they also suffered from the lack of evidence and did nothing.

Nestled in the depths of the sea, the Poseidon's palace is shrouded in a magical shield that makes it difficult to spot without visiting in person. I conjured into the form of the demon's left-wing Randy and came to Dilgara, bowing deeply to the condescending sea god, but it made Dilgara's head grow for a while, and before I could open my mouth, I was about to refuse my request.

"Lord Sea Emperor, this king has come from afar, with the heartfelt blessing of Lord Mercury, how can you be thousands of miles away?" I said as I took out a small sandalwood box from the space backpack I was carrying, and before I could open it, I saw Dilgara standing up straight excitedly, and her eager eyes wandered between me and the sandalwood box.

The sandalwood box contains the fiery red Evil Spirit Flower Fruit, also known as the Devil's Fruit, which grows in the evil land full of corpses, absorbs the dead qi of corpses, and devours weak undead spirits and matures. It is rare for a sea of tens of millions of resentful spirits to grow one, and if one is produced, it has the effect of miraculously raising the dead and flesh and bones. In addition, the Evil Spirit Flower Fruit also has the effect of strengthening magical powers, but the side effect will make the eater fall, which is why it is called the Devil's Fruit. When Lin Xinyue was a young Night Elf, she was tricked by me to devour the fruit of the Resentful Spirit Flower.

Dilgala is already in his twilight years, and he is unwilling to quit the stage, and he has no power to resist such a temptation. I slowly closed the sandalwood box, smiled and handed the Wraith Flower Fruit to the Poseidon Soldier's hand, and then Dilgara couldn't wait to take a sharp sip of the Wraith Flower Fruit, looking like those heavy drug addicts.

"Sure enough, it's an elixir, and I already feel like I'm young again. Dilgara was fascinated by the contrast in his eyes when he looked at me, and he reluctantly asked him to put away the sandalwood box, and then sat down and said to me, "I know you're not Randy's kid, but your medicine qualifies you to talk to me." Tell me, what does Mercury need us to do this time?"

"Honestly, this fruit of life is just one of many gifts from Master Mercury. Mistress Mercury said that the ocean and the underworld are brothers, and no amount of gifts can compare to the friendship between our two families. I bowed deeply to Dilgara and humbly raised his haughty.

"What a brother is like, from now on the affairs of the underworld will be the affairs of my Sea God Temple, and the enemies of the underworld will be the enemies of my Sea God Temple. Dilgara's high-pitched left hand clasped the seat faucet, and her right hand made powerful strokes in the air, and the appearance of a sworn oath was ridiculous.

With a good start, there is a half-chance of achieving the desired outcome of the negotiations. Immediately after that, I made a request to Dilgara from the underworld, and the request was very simple, that is, to keep an eye on Dongxuan's frigate "Atlantis" above the ocean. The Atlantis starship is a special early warning mechanism placed by the Terrans on the ocean after the 13-day biochemical war in Dongxuan, and the problem of the Atlantis must be solved if Jincheng is to be taken.

While we were having a good conversation, a prince who claimed to be Brores, the son of Dilgara, barged in and accused me of the atrocities of the underworld and my sins. This is a prince with a sense of justice, but he is not too young, why is he as simple as a child? Sure enough, before I could respond, Michael, the eldest son of Dilgala, angrily reprimanded him, and then the angry Dilgala ordered someone to drag Brores out.

"Honorable Emissary, please forgive my son's reckless behavior, and hope that it will not affect our friendship. We will do what the Underworld asks, and I ask you to convey my heartfelt greetings to Lord Mercury. Because of his child's inappropriate behavior, Dilgala lowered her posture a lot and wanted to send her off in person.

As I walked out of the temple, I was once again met by Brores' vicious gaze. But this time he didn't stop me recklessly, just quietly watched me swagger away