Dark Demon Warlock

Moore Lane just thought of the name "Maphisto" in his mind, and felt a deep malice.

This name seems to contain the ultimate evil!

His expression suddenly became very ugly.

Once an existence of this level comes, even if it is just a projection, it will be enough to destroy the entire city of Pudra!

Moreover, the name of this existence is difficult to be known by outsiders, even if it is not the real name.

He had never heard of this Demon God... Wait, Demon God? !

He suddenly realized that what Art called this man was not the devil king, but the devil god!

The expression on his face suddenly turned ugly again.

What can be called "God" is beyond his estimation.

The known "gods" are only the beliefs of the largest churches, such as Lady Dawn, Lord of Storms, and Terra.

Art can know this person's name, and the chance of lying is very small.

Hugh Defoe really got into a big trouble!

"Tell me, what compensation do you want?" Moore Ryan asked after trying hard to fade his memory of the name.

It is impossible for Art to want to die together. The purpose of his words is nothing more than to deter Hugh Defoe, pull him to the negotiating table, and take the initiative.

Otherwise, even if he suffers from this matter, it is impossible to get any compensation.

Even Hugh Defoe might not be willing to negotiate with him!

"Before talking about compensation, shouldn't he come to the door to apologize first?" Sure enough, Yate said.

But this request made Moore Ryan very embarrassed.

With Hugh Defoe's character, how could he come to apologize?

Why is this guy so difficult!

He believed that Art must have anticipated this, so he deliberately made such a seemingly reasonable request.

"Don't go too far. Although Hugh Defoe is nothing, his father is the chief guard of the Marquis Coffey after all, and he is the playmate of the second son of the Marquis Coffey. Even if he can't kill you, ask someone to imprison you." It's still possible!" Moore Lane warned him.

"Shouldn't he be the one who came to talk to me about this?" Yate asked back after being silent for a moment.

Already expected.

This is a flaw he intentionally left. If there is no flaw, it will be even more terrifying, and people may even be stared at him all day long, trying to find his flaw.

I have long since quit.

If it's just Hugh Defoe, even if the latter's identity is not simple, he will not let it go.

This person is going to kill him, can he fight back?

But now Hugh Defoe is involved in the plot of a Marquis!

Moore Lane, the major in charge of the naval power of Pudera City, and even Principal Moya may be involved, and Hugh Defoe is probably just a pawn representing the Marquess of Coffey.

If he killed Hugh Defoe at this time, it would be a completely different concept from killing Hugh Defoe afterwards!

So he had to retreat.

But how to return is another problem.

If he is too obvious, not only will he get less compensation, but it is also likely to attract the suspicion of the other party.

Hugh Defoe is sure to be on fire behind the scenes!

That's why he retreated.

Fortunately, it was Moore Lane who was negotiating with him. If it was Hugh Defoe, he would definitely find a way to involve him in this plan. Even his fictional hole cards would not be able to save him.

On the contrary, Moore Lane not only implicitly informed him of the risk level, but also cooperated with him.

He asked if Hugh Defoe should come forward. He didn't want Hugh Defoe to come to negotiate, but reciprocated, and asked Moore Lane who would pay the compensation.

If Moore Lane's interests were involved, he would certainly not go too far.

Of course he himself doesn't know how to speak so profoundly, he just copied the examples from some TV dramas in his previous life mechanically.

Don't worry about Moore Lane not understanding.

This guy is also an old fox. He can secure his current position of real power, so it's no wonder he doesn't understand.

"I will convey it." Moore Ryan understood, so he gave him a surprised look.

At such a young age, he actually understood this way of speaking with clouds and fog, and also knew that advancing is retreating, and he had the urge to introduce him into the officialdom.

"The corpses of three 5th-order extraordinary creatures!" Yate immediately lost his scruples when he heard it.

The corners of Moore Lane's eyes twitched, and he looked at him like a madman.

What did he think of a level 5 extraordinary creature?

Potatoes?

"Don't say three, one is impossible!" Moore Ryan wanted to spit at him now.

"If the lion doesn't open his mouth, how can he bargain?" Art asked.

No more clouds and fog.

To be honest, I was a little touched by Moore Lane's behavior of informing him of the risk level indiscriminately regardless of the risk.

Those words were not spoken to Moore Lane, but for him to pass on to Hugh Defoe.

"Then you have to have a limit." Moore sat down again, and played with a wooden sculpture on the desk.

Art has fully understood what he meant, so naturally there is no need to worry.

It's Hugh Defoe who's in trouble. What's his hurry?

His face was ugly before, because the bastard Yate actually told him the name of a demon god!

If he accidentally said it, or dreamed it in a dream...

Therefore, he only cooperated with Art in general, but did not cooperate with his lion's big mouth.

"Is it really impossible to talk about any of them?" Because of his choice, Yate at this moment has a lot of trust in him.

"We can't talk about it!" Moore Ryan explained angrily, "The spirituality or organs of level 5 extraordinary creatures are important props for many professions to advance to level 5."

Arthur looked disappointed.

He really wants the corpse of a Tier 5 professional, but it's hard to say, and he can't say it.

If it is only used as a sacrifice, it is not particularly taboo, it is the custom of this world, but if it is known that it is used to summon demons, that is another concept.

"How much is appropriate?" Simply ask Moore Lane.

"At most one corpse of a third-order extraordinary creature." Moore Ryan had already thought about it.

He is from the Marquess of Green, and his relationship with Hugh Defoe is so-so.

Also, he looks good on Art.

Facts have proved that he was not mistaken.

You can doubt his vision, but you can never doubt the vision of a demon god!

How could it be so easy to sign a contract with a demon god!

"Okay." Art was not satisfied, but he still agreed.

"I'll give you another car." Moore Ryan naturally knew that he was grateful for his favor.

"I want second-hand ones!" Art said proactively.

Moore Lane called Jim in and showed him to choose a car.

After the two left, they frowned again.

He felt that this matter would not end so easily.

After a while, he shook his head and took out a soul-eating spider.

Get in touch with Hugh Defoe.

Not much for this guy.

Hugh Defoe wanted him to help get rid of Art before.

I want to fart!

Art is the person he is optimistic about. He can make Claire happy. What is this guy?

"Major Lane." Hugh Defoe's voice was a little low, still unhappy because of his previous rejection.

Naturally, Moore Ryan would not let him be used to it, and directly relayed the conversation with Art, and asked for the corpses of two third-order extraordinary creatures.

You can't be a middleman in vain, right?

"You believe what he says?" Hugh Defoe suspected that Art was lying, but he didn't realize his tone.

"He was able to say the name of that existence safely and soundly, but I dare not remember it!" Moore Lane's expression immediately turned cold.

"Sorry, Major Ryan, that's not what we mean. Don't worry, we will prepare the corpses of the two third-order extraordinary creatures." The voice on the other side changed.

"Hmph!" Moore Ryan snorted coldly and cut off contact.