Chapter 37: Poverty Makes Me Happy!
Pierre's two rivals naturally refer to the god of love and maidens and the god of treasure chests, McCann.
It seems that he didn't hide what happened at the funeral of the god of forestry, but no matter how curious Xu Nan was, he didn't dare to ask about this kind of thing, and the ghost knew if this otherworldly version of Wu Song would kill himself in a fit of anger.
It's just that Pierre's reason for inviting himself was too real, which made Xu Nan a little speechless.
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to cool down, Emma, a crazy woman, finally thought about it.
She asked tentatively:
"Your Excellency has a good relationship with our former chief Stephen Sand?"
Pierre showed a hint of nostalgia: "The three of us are best friends. β
Xu Nan and Emma glanced at each other, both a little confused, the thinking span of these gods is too big, right? Aren't you asking about your relationship with Archmage Jules, why did you suddenly have a threesome?
This rhythm is like the wind, and it is estimated that going to the earth is also a good material for well-known keyboard warriors.
"I, Jules, and Sox, the god of forestry as you call them, used to be known as the Three Musketeers of Thorn City, but that was centuries ago. Now, you can't even find the name of Thorn City on the map of the main physical realm. β
Pierre's tone gradually became a little sad: "...... Now, I'm the only one left. β
A sad feeling arose, and Xu Nan's heart tightened, is this the strength of the big guy?
Even if he opened the realm of courage, even if it was just the lowest level of advent such as spirit possession, even if it was just a casual word, it could stir his emotions.
"I'm sorry...... I'm sure the other two gentlemen will do well in the other world. β
Xu Nan opened his mouth to express comfort. The high-spirited teenagers of the past are the only ones left, which will indeed make people feel sad and sad.
Pierre gave him a strange look: "Of course they are doing well, especially that bastard of Jules, he must be much better off than me, do you need to say this?" β
Xu Nan was choked in an instant, this guy is not only a dead tsundere, but also a guy who likes to talk to death!
No wonder he is ravaged by McCann every day, this chat technique and the McCann who always makes people feel like a spring breeze are simply one in the sky and one under the bottom...... Wait a minute!
He suddenly realized that there was more information hidden in Pierre's words.
Neither the god of forestry nor the Archmage of Jules died? They are still alive and well, even living so that Pierre, the god of poverty, feels envious, jealous and hateful?
You can't hear it wrong, right?
He subconsciously glanced at Emma, who also looked at him in shock.
To be honest, based on previous clues, they all thought that Archmage Jules had passed away......
"You don't think Jules is cold, are you?"
Pierre critted mercilessly:
"If you want me to say, even if this universe collapses, this slut will not die. Now that he is living a chic life, I will be miserable, not only will I not be able to recruit believers, but I will have to clean up all kinds of messes for him. β
Xu Nan rubbed his temples, tried to organize his thoughts, and tried to lead the topic in the direction of Jules and the god of forestry, but unfortunately Pierre didn't seem interested in these topics, and only casually mentioned a few words.
Rao is like this, Xu Nan also got some information he wanted.
It turned out that the person who sealed the God of Seven Blood was not Pierre, the god of poverty, but Archmage Jules himself!
Xu Nan had always thought that he had overestimated the strength of this former chief Stephen Sand as much as possible, but from the mouth of the god of poverty, he realized that he was wrong, and he was outrageously wrong!
Excluding the factor of commercial blowing, Jules's strength should be above that of ordinary Grand Arcanists, and the level must be close to level 30, and may even break through the normal upper limit of level 30......
In this way, the god of blood is not just a waste wood selling fake wine, he calculated Jules through an elaborate conspiracy; It's a pity that after being recognized by the god of poverty, the god of blood lost the capital to resist, was dragged out by Jule, and was dismantled in seven pieces and sealed in various places.
Pierre was only in charge of guarding the skull parts of the Seven Blood God left in the main physical realm for Jules.
If Pierre, the god of poverty, had contributed anything to the church that sealed the god of blood and even the blood worshippers, it was the wooden chest hidden in the mage's tower.
According to Pierre, the wooden box is called "Pierre's Dressing Box", and it is an artifact.
Of course, the name was given by Jules, a guy full of evil taste!
"Originally, I wanted to use the head of the Blood God directly as a wine jug, but Jules stopped me."
Pierre shook his head and said, "He thinks that it is impossible for the evil god to be extinct, rather than killing him and leaving the ancient seven gods in a situation where the dragons are leaderless, it is better to seal him and control it at the source......"
Xu Nan showed a blank look: "Control? β
There is no way, although he has insight, it is really a bit out of line to let a scumbag warlock listen to how to fight evil and cultists, Xu Nan can only pretend that he doesn't understand a word.
The way to pretend is to repeat Pierre's last word, in a slightly questioning tone β a common method of deception, and as a rule, if you do so, the other person will think you understand at least part of it, and then happily explain it.
Sure enough, Pierre smiled and explained seriously:
"It's not hard to understand."
"There is always a breeding ground for evil in this world, and it is not impossible to completely destroy the evil gods, but at least we can't; But there are some proven ways to control them in other ways. β
"The easiest way to do this is to control the existing evil gods, such as the God of Seven Blood and his younger brothers, which we often call the Seven Ancient Gods. When they are alive, they can squeeze the breeding ground of the new evil gods, and we can keep a close watch on them so that everything is under control. β
Jules sealed the head of the Blood God, and then asked me for the artifact, which he mocked as a vanity box. It couldn't do anything to suppress the God of Blood, but it had a good purpose. β
Speaking of this, Pierre suddenly smiled meaningfully:
"Have you noticed that the Blood Cultists you have met have one thing in common?"
Emma muttered, "All crazy? β
Pierre asked rhetorically, "Are there any cultists of evil gods who are not crazy?" β
Xu Nan slapped his thigh: "It's very poor!" β
Cultists are poor, it's common sense!
But the blood worshippers are poor! The clothes in Xu Nan's hand have been sewn and repaired for many years, and they are simply hard and simple!
At this time, how could Xu Nan not know why this poor group of blood worshippers were so poor?
It's clearly this wooden box called a dressing box, which is actually a curse of the poor ghost!
"That's right! Sure enough, it's the one who was favored by McCann and that slut! β
Pierre looked approvingly:
"As long as the God of Seven Blood does not escape the seal for a day, as long as my treasure chest is suppressed here for a day, then the Blood Worshippers will not be able to escape my divine curse for the rest of their lives - they will always be poor, and although they have fanatical beliefs, they will never be able to do anything!"
"It's a pity, although I don't like things outside of my body, but I have to admit that I still need some money to make trouble."
"The God of Seven Blood realized this, but he couldn't do anything, he could only obediently hide under the seal to save his life, hehehe......"
Xu Nan and Emma both showed a little shudder.
This Jules and Pierre were also too ruthless.
The blood worshippers thought they were operating in the shadows, but they didn't know that everything was in the hands of the bigwigs; The reason why they didn't destroy the God of Seven Blood was just because of other considerations.
Under the arrangement of Pierre and Jules, the blood worshippers are not to mention this life, I am afraid that there is no room for turning over in their lives.
It's horrible.
Compared with Pierre's torture and killing plan, Xu Nan felt that Archmage Jules was the real insidious.
After the mystery was solved, Xu Nan also successfully grew up to find an excuse for the Paradise Lost construction team-
It's not that our construction team in Paradise Lost is engaged in the tofu scum project, but a good building, which is controlled by this pit daddy's dressing box, and it is normal for it to age faster......
"I know that your concerns are nothing more than worrying about whether the God of Seven Blood will make waves, and I can tell you responsibly that this possibility is zero." Pierre said confidently: "I have a lot of trust in Jules's seal, I have just checked it, and the appearance of the aberrant outside is purely accidental, and has nothing to do with the God of Seven Blood himself. β
Xu Nan breathed a sigh of relief.
Pierre should have no reason to deceive them. At least there's little incentive to do so.
Since the Seven Blood God in the Living Corpse Swamp hadn't really escaped the seal, it was much less dangerous.
"But if the distortion is left like this, it may also cause damage to the seal; I can't make a move due to the spirit possession, since you two have a lot of relationship with Jules, it's no problem to solve it, right? β
Pierre's tone was as casual as if he was talking about what to eat tonight.
Okay, Xu Nan is used to this guy's setting of pretending to be a coercion and killing tsundere. In a sense, Pierre is a bit more down-to-earth than McCann, let alone Fairlandor and the like.
At least what changed Xu Nan's subconscious stereotype that the Heavenly Divine Kingdom was a group of indifferent gods who were high up.
"There's a problem!"
Xu Nan raised his hand directly and said unusually straightforwardly: "We can't beat it!" β
Pierre seemed to be choked by Xu Nan's straightforwardness.
Under Xu Nan's stunned gaze, he took out a sturdy cane from his arms.
"I can help you a little bit......"
"I don't expect anything in return."
"I just need you to keep an eye on some of the things for me."
Xu Nan's gaze focused on the cane.
γSox's Caneγ
[Quality: Legendary]
[Restriction: None]
[Mantra: Poverty makes me happy!] (Read it aloud three times for better results)]
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