Chapter 471 Having both sides

Chapter 471 Having both sides

The Ghost-faced General did not keep people in suspense, but stated the three restrictions openly and honestly.

The harsh conditions made the Lord of Black Lotus lose his voice, and the three strongest men also fell into a brief state of unconsciousness. But they soon adjusted their state, and the flame of desire rekindled in their eyes.

The strong are not afraid of difficulties. The more difficult the inheritance is, the more credible it is. As long as they can get it, even if the three conditions cannot be met in the end, the wonderful ideas in it are enough to broaden their horizons and expand their thinking.

This deal can be done!
Amid the tense atmosphere, the True God of Northern Frontier was the first to break the silence.

"Ghost Face, tell me, what do you want from us?"

Now that he has determined to obtain it, the next step is a real fight. However, the True God of Northern Frontier feels uneasy, because he does not think he can produce anything to match this "transcendent inheritance".

"Where is the Demon Lord of the Prison Clan? Why didn't he come...Is there going to be any unexpected events?" The Ghost-faced General glanced at the seat opposite him and asked in confusion.

The Northern Frontier True God and the Crystal Clan Saint Lord looked at each other and said helplessly: "The Prison Clan Demon Lord is now adventuring in the dangerous area at the core of the Qingfeng Realm... I think you know the degree of danger, so he didn't even send his divine power incarnation this time. Let's discuss it first and inform him later."

After a pause, the Northern Frontier True God continued, "We are three parties as one. The decision of the Holy Lord and I is his decision."

Although it was a bit unfair to expose the whereabouts of the Prison Clan Demon Lord, the three parties helped each other, and the "Prison" where the Prison Clan was located was not easy to mess with. It had been run by them for countless years and had long been like a copper wall and an iron wall. Therefore, the Northern Frontier True God and the Crystal Clan Saint Lord were not afraid that the demon clan would target the Prison Clan.

"That's good."

The Ghost-Faced God General nodded, a smile on his face, "Next, let's discuss the 'Liaoyuan Plan' together."

"Liaoyuan Plan?"

The strong men on the opposite side looked puzzled.

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The universe is a dangerous place, and the moon is on quicksand.

In the space and time of tens of millions of light years, millions of incomplete moons are suspended on the amber sky. These are not celestial bodies, but natural wonders born in dangerous places. Silver-blue space-time slurry is constantly dripping from the moons.

When the slurry fell into the ocean of light that stretched for 48 million light years below, it quickly solidified into colorful sand. The irregular mirror surface reflected, refracted, and scattered the moonlight, making the entire moon's quicksand dangerous area colorful and extremely beautiful.

The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan, who, according to the True God of the Northern Frontier, should have been adventuring in the dangerous area at the core of the Qingfeng Realm, quietly drove a black cloud and came to the dangerous area of ​​the Moon on the Quicksand.

The geographical difference between the dangerous place of Yueshang Liusha and Qingfengjie, even if it is not as exaggerated as going in opposite directions, is definitely not something that can be considered as a passing by.

The Prison Clan Demon Lord deliberately concealed his whereabouts from his allies, and it was obvious that he had other intentions.

I saw the black clouds slowly passing through the silver-blue space-time slurry. The Prison Clan Demon Lord stood with his hands behind his back, his scarlet cloak glowing with an enchanting luster under the moonlight. His fingertips gently stroked a fang-like scimitar at his waist. The dense and complex patterns on the scabbard flickered regularly with the special environment of the quicksand on the moon.

Moving forward all the way, in silence.

During this period, even native life forms bred in the dangerous area of ​​Quicksand on the Moon attacked, but unfortunately they were unable to withstand the Demon Lord's sword.

Finally, they arrived under a huge tree rooted in the 'moon'. This kind of tree is considered a safe spot in the dangerous area, with stable time and space. Under the shadow of the crown covering several light years, a group of dozens of 'Moon Whales' made of pure energy were playing happily.

Big and small, ranging from the strength of a cosmic master to the master of the universe.

But faced with the Prison Clan Demon Lord who did not conceal his aura, these Moon Whales were instinctively frightened like mice seeing a cat. The desire to survive took over in their not-so-bright heads, and they fled in all directions.

The speed at which these moon whales escaped was very fast and interesting. Their big mouths in front of them opened and closed frantically, swallowing the light. The light was rapidly transformed in their bodies, and then a reaction force formed at their tails...

This unique move allows the Moon Whale, which has the strength of a Universe Master, to fly at a speed a hundred times faster than light.

The eyes of the Demon Lord of the Prison Clan were calm. These ants could not arouse his desire to kill. In fact, if no one had invited him this time, he would never come to a low-risk dangerous place like Moon on the Flowing Sand.

After confirming that the coordinates of the agreed meeting place were here, the Demon Lord of the Prison Clan sat cross-legged at the roots of the tree, set up a shielding barrier, closed his eyes and waited.

The Demon Lord didn't have to wait long. Suddenly, the void in the distance surged, and a passage automatically cracked open in the space. A flying boat flew out from it. Standing on the bow was a burly man with bare chest. On his bearded face, which looked like it was covered with weeds, he had a confident and calm domineering smile.

"Demon Lord, long time no see." The founder of the giant axe smiled and said through the shielding barrier.

The Prison Clan Demon Lord showed a hint of surprise and stood up: "It's you? Your race and my Prison Clan have always kept to themselves and have no major grudges... Why do we have to meet somewhere so secluded?"

"Hahaha, don't blame me, Demon Lord." The Founder of the Great Axe kicked a cage at his feet and laughed heartily, "It's mainly because I'm greedy. The 'Laurel Rabbit' in the dangerous land of the Moonshang Quicksand is a must-try. I wonder if the Demon Lord has tried it?"

There were three fat laurel rabbits in a cage at the feet of the giant axe founder. They were silver-white all over, their fur gleaming in the moonlight, and they had long ears. They were shivering and curled up in a corner of the cage.

The laurel rabbit is a creature of flesh and blood unique to the dangerous area of ​​​​the quicksand on the moon. Its meat is extremely delicious. Because it has been feeding on the laurel trees growing on the moon for a long time, its meat has a unique osmanthus fragrance that is endlessly memorable.

The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan frowned slightly. The creatures of his Prison Clan have been absorbing the essence of heaven and earth since their birth, and have never paid much attention to these appetites. In his mind, he was more speculative about the purpose of this invitation from the founder of the giant axe.

"Great Axe, I don't think you went to so much trouble to call me here just to taste this laurel rabbit together." The Demon Lord's voice was low and a little cold.

The founder of the giant axe laughed, without getting angry, and with a wave of his hand, the door of the flying boat opened, and a simple yet luxurious stone table and stone bench were quickly built inside.

He extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Master Demon, please take a seat first. We can eat and talk at the same time."

The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan hesitated for a moment, but still walked into the flying boat.

The stone table was soon filled with various ingredients and seasonings. The founder of the giant axe took the knife himself and skillfully prepared the laurel rabbit. His movements were smooth and flowing, and he was obviously an expert in this field.

Under the roasting of the divine flame that was controlled with great precision, the meat of the laurel rabbit gradually turned golden. When sprinkled with seasoning, the aroma immediately filled the air, and the air seemed to be filled with a mouthwatering smell.

"Demon Lord, try it." The founder of the giant axe handed the roasted laurel rabbit meat to the Demon Lord, and he also picked up a piece and ate it with relish, "This taste, wow, it's rare to smell it in the world." The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan took a light bite. The meat was tender and juicy, and the unique osmanthus fragrance instantly spread in his mouth. It was indeed delicious.

However, the demon lord was not overwhelmed by the delicious food. After swallowing the meat in his mouth, he spoke again: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

The founder of the giant axe put down the rabbit meat in his hand, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression became serious.

"Demon Lord, I asked you to come here this time to form an alliance."

pat!

The Demon Lord threw the rabbit meat on the skewer back onto the plate and sneered, "Great Axe, are you taking me for a fool? Who in the universe doesn't know that a new major force has been formed, led by me, the Crystal Clan, and the Northern Frontier Alliance?"

"Why should I, who have already been the leader of a large and well-integrated power, start from scratch with your human race?"

"Although your human race now has the mechanical race as an ally, in terms of comprehensive strength, it is the weakest among the three parties!"

"..."

The founder of the giant axe was not in a hurry. He ate the rabbit meat while listening to the devil's words. He quickly swallowed the three roasted laurel rabbits. He burped contentedly, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then waved his hand gently. The cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks on the stone table disappeared instantly, replaced by an ancient wooden box, the box body was carved with mysterious and complex patterns, faintly exuding a breath of precipitation over the years.

"Master, don't be so quick to refuse. Take a look at this."

He slowly opened the wooden box and took out a yellowed notebook. The paper looked fragile, but it remained intact in the harsh environment of the cosmic ocean.

The founder of the giant axe held the notebook in both hands and handed it to the Demon Lord of the Prison Clan, his eyes full of solemnity.

The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan wanted to snort again, but when his eyes fell on the note, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his original disdainful expression was instantly replaced by shock.

He reached out his hand involuntarily, took the notebook, and opened the first page with a slightly trembling hand.

"This... is this Yuan's notes?" The Demon Lord raised his head, staring at the founder of the giant axe, with a hint of shock and confusion in his voice that was difficult to conceal.

The Great Axe Founder nodded heavily, "Yes, this is exactly the original master's handwriting."

The Demon Lord lowered his head again and flipped through the notes carefully. As he read deeper, his expression became more solemn. Sometimes his brows were furrowed, and sometimes a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, he closed the notebook and took a deep breath.

"Incomplete, but the weight is already extremely heavy... I see your sincerity... But what puzzles me is, isn't Yuan the spiritual leader of your human race? You have always treasured all his things, but this time you are actually using it directly as a bargaining chip for an alliance?" asked the Demon Lord.

The content of this notebook is not too profound. It should have been written when the original ancestor had just broken through to become the strongest person in the universe. In terms of rank, he might not be as good as the current Demon Lord... But a genius is always a genius. Even if the content discussed is what the Demon Lord has learned and experienced, he still feels that he has benefited a lot.

A hint of barely perceptible bitterness flashed across the eyes of the Great Axe Founder, but it was replaced by determination in an instant.

Nowadays, the human race is in a difficult situation. Although it is not as terrible as the ancient times when they were attacked by all races in the universe, a hostile demon race is also a thorn in their side. The original ancestor's plan is perfect, but for anything, they must be prepared for two or even more things!
Planting spies and inciting rebellion against each other are common practices.

Weighing the original ancestor's note in his hand, the Prison Clan Demon Lord seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that you humans have heard some rumors?"

The founder of the great axe wiped his rough, greasy hands on his fur skirt and asked curiously, "The sound of the wind?"

Seeing that the expression of the founder of the giant axe did not seem to be false, the Demon Lord of the Prison Clan also felt a strange emotion in his heart. It was interesting that both the demon clan and the human clan came to win over his side... The envoy of the demon clan was being received by the three of the Northern Frontier True God, while the envoy of the human clan was met by himself secretly alone... Was it possible for him to have the best of both worlds?

Greed arose in the heart of the Prison Clan Demon Lord. Now he didn't know that the price offered by the Demon Clan was "the opportunity to transcend", so the human race represented by the founder of the giant axe who gave him the original ancestor's notes in person was more important in his heart.

The founder of the giant axe felt a little gloomy in his heart, but he suppressed it in an instant.

"As you said before, Demon Lord, my human race and your Prison Clan have kept to themselves since ancient times. This is exactly the basis for our union."

"If there is any grudge between us, I would not come to you and ask for trouble. And it is precisely because our two tribes have little interaction that it is less likely for us to be discovered if we unite in private."

Stroking the original notebook in his hand, the Demon Lord's eyes flickered.

"Great Axe, this note is indeed precious, but this matter of alliance is, after all, a matter of great importance, and it cannot be decided on a whim..." The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan said, with a hint of consideration and dissatisfaction in his words.

The founder of the giant axe frowned slightly. He could see that the Demon Lord was not completely refusing, but was just testing him and wanted more benefits.

The bait thrown now is not enough to make him bite the hook.

The founder of the Great Axe straightened his body slightly, looked directly into the eyes of the Demon Lord, and said in a deep voice: "Demon Lord, I naturally understand that this alliance is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly. This original master's handwritten note is just the beginning of our human race's sincerity."

"To be honest, we have more of the original master's notebooks from different periods in our hands. As long as you, Demon Lord, agree to the alliance, we will gradually open these precious notebooks according to the progress of the cooperation."

Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord of the Prison Clan was overjoyed, and an irrepressible fiery light flashed in his eyes.

As the strongest person in the original universe and the sea of ​​universe, the ancestor of the first person under the transcendence, the value of his cultivation experience and secrets is immeasurable. Even if it is just this early notebook in front of him, it has benefited the Demon Lord a lot. If he can get more notebooks at different stages, it will have an unimaginable driving effect on his own strength and understanding of the mysteries of transcendence.

"Great Axe, please don't lie to me." The Demon Lord's voice was forced to be calm, but it still revealed a sense of urgency and caution. "Yuan's note is of utmost importance to the human race. Are you going to make a promise so easily?"

The founder of the Great Axe smiled bitterly, "Demon Lord, the situation in the universe is extremely serious now. The demon race is eyeing us covetously. If we don't check them, both the Prison Race and the Human Race will face a huge crisis in the future. At this critical moment of life and death, if these notes left by the original master can become a bond of unity and play a greater role, I believe he will agree."

In fact, winning over the Prison Clan and the conditions for winning them over were all discussed with the original ancestor.

The Demon Lord of the Prison Clan remained silent, but his heart was in turmoil.

On the one hand, the conditions offered by the human race were too tempting, and the attraction of the original ancestor's codex was hard for him to resist. On the other hand, he had to consider the alliance with the Northern Frontier True God and the Crystal Clan Saint. If he rashly united with the human race, it would inevitably trigger a series of chain reactions, and the risks involved were not small. (End of this chapter)