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"By the way, after the last battle, how much did our 'Magnetic Storm Goblin' produce?Did any diamond-level goblins be born, or did the Goblin Warrior God appear? I'm going to build a 'God Guard' for myself, and it's too cold to have an ace brother who can solve problems. Cesar suddenly spoke and asked for the milk.

He is a big man at the level of the main god, and there are not many servants under him who can handle it, which is really embarrassing. So Cesara took a fancy to the powerful and martial arts Magnetstorm goblins.

Diamond-level goblins are biochemical monsters comparable to the 'quasi-calamity'. And the Goblin Martial God is a fantasy species with a magnetic field rotating more than 500,000 horses, and there has not yet been one.

If there is such a group of high-quality evil servants with him, what a gorgeous scene will it be to go out in the future?

"The total production of low-level magnetic storm goblins is about four hundred thousand. A high-level goblin that surpasses gold, but only two thousand. As for the diamond goblins, there are none. However, the Three Law Gods have already selected forty platinum goblin seedlings and started the special training of 'magnetic field rotation', and it is expected that after a year, a few diamond-level can be trained, right?" Milk said embarrassedly, it is always difficult for high-end combat power to appear, which involves a unique soul and cannot be mass-produced.

Hearing Milk's answer, Cesar sighed: "Hey, the Magnetic Storm Goblin is already the most powerful class of troops in our family, right? Milk, pass on my order, I, the first god of death in the West, Cesar, will hold the first 'Nuclear Crystal Wall Funny Cup, the World's First Martial Arts Conference' in the 'Magic Fly City' next summer, recruiting powerful subordinates around the world, and welcoming capable people from all over the world to participate, and the minimum registration requirements are lower. ”

"At that time, the final winner will receive the title of 'Twelve Warriors of the Sanctuary Realm' and become my exclusive acolyte. In addition, each 'Pluto Fighter' not only has a 'Death Sub-Divine Vein' in the Corpse Cave, but also an additional top-level sub-Divine Vein whose attributes match their own, and directly advances to the 'Highest Calamity'. And get a private mansion in the 'Twelve Palaces of the Sacred Domain' and a private 'quasi-divine kingdom'. Well...... In addition, I will also prepare a 'Celestial Mountain Flame Source Immortal Cloak Armor' fused with the 'Death Godhead' for the winners. Even if your attributes don't match, you'll still be able to serve as the Deathservant. Even if you wear it at the ordinary level, you can fight to a tie with the Idle Calamity God!"

After listening to Cesar's narration, Milk's eyelids jumped wildly, and having money is not such a waste! Cultivating so many quasi-calamity gods of unknown origin in one go, young master, how much money do you burn?

A single Hades Fighter would consume two top-level secondary divine veins, plus an 'artificial godhead' and a 'quasi-divine kingdom'. The cost of this is not much worse than cultivating a calamity, right?

"Young master, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this, right? This welfare package is too high, and the imaginary number and balance chain can't be opened!" Milk said politely, but she didn't dare to scold the psychological 'You nouveau riche!'.

"Think I'm stupid, don't you?" said Cesar, smiling suddenly, looking at the milk.

"Don't dare!"

"I'm buying horse bones for my daughter and advertising for us. Creating twelve quasi-calamity gods in one go, this gimmick is much more attractive than 'maid battle'. The Divine Maid is just a high-level sub-divine vein for the winners, and by doing so, I will definitely attract the attention of all the forces in the world and make the 'Funny Cup' the most watched event in the world!"

"Milk, have you ever thought about it? At that time, the 'Magic Fly Lady Underground Fortress City' was almost repaired, and the 'Cosmic City Fortress' in outer space was also built, plus the world's first event, how high will my Magic Fly City be exposed? Our god system will also be frequently exposed, dominate the headlines, and be familiar to the whole world. You can't buy this with money!"

"When the eyes of the world are focused on our god system, we can successively launch special products such as 'Magnetic Storm Goblin', 'Blood Honey', and 'Magic Stone Transformation', and the economic benefits behind this are what you can't work hard for. In addition, we can also spread the 'totemic faith' around the world, and we can also ......"

Cesar gushed about it. Today's 'scum god system' has completed the original accumulation, and it needs to further gain popularity and compete with other super forces for the market.

Therefore, a 'Funny Cup, the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference' is better than any advertisement. When the time comes, the 'first virtual' will be marketed, and it will be exciting to think about!

"But ......," Milk said embarrassedly.

"But what?"

"But our family's funds are not enough! Young Master, you have laid out so many plans, both in the heavens and into the earth, and you have to move mountains and seas to build twelve conjoined divine veins, each of which requires money! Especially 'if it is a man, go down three hundred floors', the cost of this plan is too high, and it has exceeded the total cost of building the 'three true divine veins'!" Milk glanced at Cesar with a bitter face.

"It's so expensive, let's build 30 floors first, it's just a gimmick anyway. Thirty kilometers of dungeons are placed on the surface, and they have long broken through the sky. By the way, repair the ladder as soon as possible, and I will find a way to ask 'Rose' to order a cosmic fortress for us that adapts to the 'nuclear crystal wall rules'. The qualifier was held in outer space, and the name was 'The First Funny Cup, the Full Moon Night, the Top of Ceylon, and the World's First Martial Arts Tournament'. Cesar continued to crooked.

"As for the 'Twelve Pluto Fighters', I don't plan to get them all at once. Quality is the most important thing.,When the time comes, just choose a few of the most potential to serve the gods.,It's best to be a girl with unparalleled appearance!As for the mutiny,Don't worry.,The 'godhead' fused inside the death cloak,All compressed'Intelligent AI host mother',There is a recognition function,Monitored and controlled by the gluttonous virtual world,The final interpretation right belongs to our family。 And the twelve sub-divine veins that have been integrated into the 'Holy Domain' are also parasitic 'Gluttonous Nests' inside, and these 'Pluto Fighters' can't escape my control. ”

"I'm relieved!" Milk breathed a sigh of relief, "Young Master, I'll contact the construction team!"

"Go, go!"

......

Three days later, the three gods who were tired of playing in the giant battlefield returned to the 'Little Corn Vein' in a flying saucer under the leadership of Rita, leaving only a bunch of mummies to sit in the 'Lava Vein' and help 'Hemingway' build his own kingdom. (To be continued.) )