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"Well, according to what you say, the value of a mid-level artifact is very high?" the old evil suddenly asked curiously. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course, it's ridiculously high!" Stark smiled bitterly: "Looking at the entire Protoss, I'm afraid that only you, the super prince, are willing to give it away casually! Even a powerful high-level god would never give away a mid-level artifact so casually!"

"Haha~" After hearing this, the old evil laughed and said, "Isn't it just a broken staff?" In fact, there is nothing remarkable, those three magic skills are not my appetite, and we do not have an earth mage, so it is a waste to take it, so it is better to give it away. ”

Although the old evil said so on the surface, his heart was dripping blood. In the past, he didn't know the value of a mid-level artifact, and in his opinion, this kind of thing was easy to get his hands on. After only a few years of hard work, he got several mid-rank artifacts. Now listening to Stark's words, I realize how good my luck is.

However, now that he has sent it all, it is obviously impossible to find someone to come back. Therefore, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow them in his stomach, and then pretend to be generous in front of Stark.

Stark didn't know what the old evil thought in his heart, and thought that he really didn't care, and couldn't help but show a look of envy on his face. The old evil didn't bother to pay attention to him, and asked directly: "I said Stark, since I was bleeding heavily this time, you Titan Protoss must not let me down, right?"

"You can rest assured about this!" Stark immediately said solemnly when he heard this: "Our Titan Protoss is extremely credible, and if we accept your things, we will definitely take actions that satisfy you!"

"Is it, won't you be a layman like me?" asked the old evil cautiously.

When Stark heard this, he immediately cried and laughed: "Lord Stephen, I have told you the details of that artifact, how can we still be deceived by you? Besides, even if we want to be deceived by you, we don't have the guts? If we dare to be deceived by you, once your teacher knows, she can let us exterminate the clan with her casual moves! How can we risk the extinction of the clan and take advantage of you?"

"En!" When the old evil heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good, we have a good cooperation this time, and we will definitely have the opportunity to continue to cooperate in the future!"

"Hehe, we also hope you can give us a few more chances to work together!" Stark immediately smiled flatteringly.

"Hmph!" The old evil then smiled and said: "Of course you kid is looking forward to cooperating with me, the last cooperation made you promoted, and this time you helped the clan get an intermediate artifact, I'm afraid of a golden armor, it's indispensable, right?"

"Hehe, it's all thanks to you!" Stark smirked: "I'm afraid that this time, I will become the youngest golden armor general in the history of Titans!"

"At the same time, it is also the worst strength!" "It is the strength of an ordinary legend, and it will take at least a few hundred years of hard cultivation from the demigods, and you are still a golden armor general at your level, will anyone be convinced?"

"Ahem~" Stark was embarrassed by the old heresy, so he had to smile bitterly: "Boss, don't you want to open a pot without mentioning it? Cultivating this thing is not something that can be achieved overnight, even if there are the best conditions, it will take a long time to take effect, so there is a thousand-year-old legend, a demigod for thousands of years!"

"Huh?" When the old evil heard this, he immediately asked curiously, "Is there such a statement? What does this mean?"

"Of course there is, which means that most legendary masters have cultivated for at least a few thousand years, and there are almost no demigod masters who are less than ten thousand years old!" Stark explained.

"Isn't this nonsense?" When the old evil heard this, he immediately said disdainfully: "Our former comrade-in-arms is that Holy Dragon Kasia, how old is she to become a demigod?"

"Oh my God!" Stark immediately smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Kasia is a holy dragon, that is a high-level dragon clan, belonging to a category of high-level god clans, one level higher than our Titans, we are only equivalent to ordinary dragon clans." And their racial talent determines that their strength will inevitably improve much faster than other races. How can we compare with her?"

"What about me?" the old evil suddenly smiled: "I am 27 years old this year, a legendary master!"

"Damn, you're a pervert!" Stark said directly and unceremoniously: "In the archives of our race, there is no similar record, even if the bloodline is strong, it is impossible for a 27-year-old legend to appear! You, you, you are simply a guy who violates the rules of creation! No wonder with the Lord of Light, he will take a fancy to you! Whoever sees such a miracle creator will definitely not let it go!"

"Come less!" said the old evil funny: "I am indeed a little shocked to become a legend at my age, but it is not so perverted as I tell you?" As far as I know, it seems that there are many geniuses who have reached the legend before the age of 100, right?"

The old evil here is actually a comparison with the cultivation of the earth, the legendary master, which is equivalent to the master of the distraction period of the cultivation, and the demigod is the Mahayana master. And the process of a demigod igniting a divine fire and becoming a god is also similar to cultivating the truth to become an immortal. In the era of the old evil cultivator, there were indeed a few talented and curious guys who reached the distraction stage before the age of 100, that is, legendary masters. is the old evil himself, when he was promoted to the distraction period in the previous life, he was only 110 years old. And ordinary cultivators, most of them were only a few hundred years old when they were promoted to distraction. Where is it so exaggerated as said here, it has to be thousands of years old!

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After Stark heard the old evil's words, he immediately frowned and said, "Lord Stephen, are you sure you are talking about the plane near us, why is it that there is never a record of our Titans?"

"Do you Titans have a comprehensive record?" the old evil suddenly asked.

"Of course, our records have collected the histories of tens of thousands of nearby planes, millions of years at most, tens of thousands of years at less, all in detail. Perverts who will become legends in at least a hundred years will definitely be recorded!" Stark shrugged, "but in fact, there aren't many!"

"How long does it take you to become a legend in your records?" asked the old demon.

"27 years~" Stark looked at the old evil with a resentful expression.

"Except for me!" said the old evil with a smile in his eyes.

"That's the Holy Dragon and the Son of God and so on, the fastest is only two or three hundred years!Of course, these are very rare, and the records are just a few losses, and most of the Holy Dragons or Sons of the Gods will take nearly a thousand years to become legends, and then be promoted to demigods in the next few thousand years!" Stark said.

"What is the Son of God?" the old evil suddenly asked curiously.

"The Son of God, as the name suggests, is the child of the gods!" Stark smiled bitterly, "Why don't you even know this?"

"What?" When the old evil heard this, he immediately said curiously: "The gods will also have children?"

"Of course!" Stark glanced at the old evil and said with a wry smile: "The gods are not eunuchs, why can't they have children? Not only can they give birth, but the children they give birth to are very good! ”

"That's it!" the old evil finally had a general understanding of the affairs of the gods. Just when he wanted to continue asking, Stark's face suddenly turned happy, and he continued: "The warriors of our clan are here, let's go and have a look, shall we?"

When the old evil heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "Okay! Mara, quickly send us to the teleportation array!"

"Obey the master!" Marat agreed, and immediately sent Stark and the old evil away with a space spell.

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With a flash of white light, the old evil who appeared in the teleportation room was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him, and under the leadership of the two golden-armored generals, 200 silver-armored demigod titan warriors were neatly arranged in the teleportation array. They are all eight meters tall, and the old evil of more than two meters is in front of them, just like a three-year-old child, and he can touch people's waists at most when he raises his hand. These guys kept flashing with lightning all over their bodies, and with the armor and sharp weapons in their hands, they were really murderous, not to mention how powerful they were, and the old evil was overjoyed.

It's just that their number seems to be a little less, and 200 demigods are not worth that mid-level artifact, or even a low-level artifact, so the old evil is slightly flustered.

As if seeing the old evil's doubts, the Jinjia general, who led the team, hurriedly came over and said, "Lord Stephen, this place is too crowded, can you give us an empty place, let them go out first, there are brothers coming over later!"

"Ahhh~" When the old evil heard this, it turned out to be like this, and he suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "It's my negligence, you come with me, Mara, and build a few halls immediately!"

"Yes master!" Marat agreed, and immediately used his power to open an extremely spacious hall next to the teleportation room. As the soul of the mobile kingdom of God, Marat has the ability to rebuild in the kingdom of God at will, and only needs to consume a little mana, which is very convenient.

Seeing that the hall was empty, the old evil hurriedly led everyone over, and the 200 demigod Titan warriors quickly entered it and let go of the teleportation array. One of the Golden Armor generals accompanied the old evil to speak, and the other sent a signal to the teleportation array, informing the people on the other side to continue the transmission, and then another 200 people came, and it was the Golden Armor General who led the team. You must know that in the Titan Protoss, almost all of the Golden Armor generals are demigods at the peak of existence, cough cough, of course, except for Stark, who was promoted by the old evil accumulation.

After seeing the second batch coming, he immediately dodged the position of the teleportation array under the leadership of the chief, and the old evil knew that there must be something behind, so he immediately couldn't help but smile and said: "Oh, I'm really sorry, the cold house is so simple that I have to bother you to teleport in batches!"

"Ah~" When several golden armor generals heard this, they immediately cried and laughed, and they didn't know what to say. Especially Stark, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, after all, the golden armor generals here were all his elders, for fear of being scolded for being rude, and as a result, his face turned red.

At first glance, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he stabbed Stark and asked depressedly, "Stark, what did I say wrong?"

"Boss, you didn't say anything wrong, it's just your tone, it's too modest!" Stark said amusedly.

"What do you mean?" asked the old evil, puzzled.

"Did you know? Hesitation, our people are too tall, so they take up a lot of space when using a teleportation array. It is the best teleportation array of our Titan Clan, and it can only teleport two hundred clansmen at a time! That is the relic left by our heyday, representing the technology and strength of the high-level Protoss. Even now, we can't build a similar teleportation array!" Stark then smiled bitterly: "And you are just a small city here, but you have the same teleportation array as the ancient capital of our Titan Protoss with millions of years of history, what a luxury thing is this?

"Ahem~" As soon as the old evil heard it, he knew that what he said just now was indeed suspected of showing off, so he had to smile bitterly: "I don't mean to show off, in fact, you know, I'm not very familiar with this thing!

"Okay, okay, we all know it!" Stark smiled bitterly, then turned his face to look at it, and said, "The teleportation array has stopped, I'm afraid everyone is here!"

"Really?" the old evil turned his face to look into the hall at this time, and sure enough, he saw that there were already a thousand silver-armored warriors gathered there, and there were more than 50 gold-armored generals, some of them were the commanders of these silver-armored warriors, and some of them were obviously here to help. Seeing this, the old evil's face suddenly showed a confident smile. How many masters are these?

You must know that among these warriors of the Titan Protoss, there are almost no rookies who have just entered the demigods. The worst is also a warrior who has been promoted to a demigod for a few years. Moreover, not all demigod peaks are golden armor warriors, the Titan Protoss does not stipulate that you can be promoted to gold armor if you reach the peak of demigods, in fact, they pay more attention to military merit, so many silver armor warriors are also the strength of the peak of demigods, and Stark, although he is about to become a golden armor, is still only a legend.

In this case, the old evil swept over at a glance, and there were hundreds of warriors at the peak realm of demigods, not to mention the strongest dozens of guys, not even slightly worse than Tustaman and Po Lasser. It really deserves to be a master. Only then did the old evil know that it turned out that the Titan Divine Clan could dominate the God Realm, and it was really not in vain.

At the same time, the old evil was also ashamed of his low vision before. In the past, he thought that he had a Tustaman clone and several legendary subordinates, which was already amazing, but now compared to others, the old evil even has the heart to die!

If you really don't go to the dark realm, you don't know that there are as many legends out there as dogs, and if you don't fight this battle, you don't know that demigods can also form an army! Just by virtue of the strength of this team, they can sweep through a plane by pulling out any one of them! But now, they are hugging together and forming an army, how strong is this combat power? Just thinking about it makes the old evil feel powerless for a while.

And the thing that made the old evil even more devastating had just begun, and the leading of them, the gold-armored general Miao Yike, saw that the people were almost here, so he took the initiative to walk up to the old evil and said with a smile: "Lord Stephen, do you think these are enough? If not, there are more than 2,000 people behind us who have not come! As long as you give an order, they will come over immediately!"

"And two thousand?" When the old evil heard this, his eyes suddenly turned green, and he hurriedly said, "It's all this strength?"

"Of course, our silver-armored warriors are all of this strength!" "The gold-armored general Miao Yikra said with a smile: "It's just that this time the time is too hasty, and the preparation is not sufficient, so we can only recruit this person temporarily! If you can wait a few more days, with the thing you gave, it will not be a problem for us to send you another 10,000 people!"

The old evil couldn't be directly hit by him, if it weren't for the fact that his brain was still last awake, he really wanted to jump up and grab the other party's neck and ask, how many such silver-armored warriors are there in the Titan Protoss?

Of course, the military strength of each god clan is a high-level military secret, and the old evil still understands the minimum common sense, so he is still embarrassed to ask in the end, which will only make people embarrassed, because if he says it, he will reveal his own details, and if he doesn't say it, he will refute the face of the old evil. In order not to embarrass the family, the old evil naturally would not ask such a sensitive question.

However, although there is no way to know the answer, the old evil is still in a good mood now, and he immediately laughed and said, "Haha, the honorable Golden Armor General Miao Yikla, I don't think there is any need to trouble anymore, it's just a group of clowns jumping off the beam outside, and they dare to come to Lao Tzu for trouble with only 200 garbage demigods!

The old evil is now arrogant, as if he looks down on 200 demigods so much. He completely forgot the panic in his heart when he first appeared!

The generals of the Titan Protoss are naturally not stupid, and they can somewhat hear the weirdness in the tone of the old evil, but of course they will not expose the old evil, that will not benefit anyone, so they deliberately pretended not to know, and shouted one after another: "That's it, it's only 200 garbage demigods, arrogant fart! Lord Stephen, we all listen to you now, you say, how do we play with them?"

"Haha, with our current strength, where can we still play tricks with them?" the old evil then shouted, "Brothers, go out with me and destroy these bastards!" With that, the old evil flew out first.

Seeing this, the gold-armored general Miao Yikra and the others were immediately startled, but they knew that the old evil's current strength was only a legend, although this level was also a master, but compared to the hundreds of demigods outside, it was nothing, in case this kid was killed by others after he went out recklessly, how could he explain to the Lord of Light?

(To be continued)