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Chapter 621 - 213. The Destruction of the Rat Gang - Alliance Hierarch added more, ask for monthly ticket! 【12/15】_2

Chapter 621: 213. The Destruction of the Rat Gang - Alliance Hierarch added more, ask for monthly ticket! 【12/15】_2

With his finger on the trigger, Moya Qiong yelled:

"Who the hell are you? Why are you here?"

"As you can see, warrior, I am a pathetic psychic, and an unlucky little merchant." Zivig explained smoothly.

"When Cardman City was invaded by the Star Realm, I accidentally hid here and was captured by the damned Rat Gang. They used evil methods to extract my soul and cram it into this rotten Ghoul’s body, enduring humiliation and torture."

"It was you!"

"It was the great Lord Morphy and his warriors who crushed the evil Rat Gang, and I was able to escape! There’s no need to be afraid. I’m so disgraced that I can hardly show myself."

"My only hope is to escape and find an unseen place in the wilderness to end my miserable life."

"You are indeed brave."

"I admire you greatly. If this had happened sooner, I would have hired you as bodyguards for my caravan. But there’s no chance now."

"How about this?"

"Spare my life, and I can give you what you want."

"Want riches?"

"Don’t be shy!"

"What aspiring warrior doesn’t need wealth? These trinkets can make devils bow down to you."

Cunning Zivig immediately took the bag containing gold and treasure behind him and placed it at Moya Qiong’s feet. A heap of gold coins poured out, mixed with several items radiating the glow of spiritual energy.

If Zivig had been dealing with the average player, his straightforward bargaining might have worked. But Little Brother Fu is not an average player. To him, buying one’s life with money is an "insult". Money, after all, is something that he has so much of, he could never spend it all in his lifetime.

Seeing that Moya Qiong was unmoved, Zivig asked again:

"Ah, my bluntness. Since the warriors crave power... I can’t give you any power, as you can see, I’m just a powerless Ghoul. But I can give you access to the ladder of power.

"That is wisdom!"

"Wisdom that must be used rightly."

The Ghoul took out a black book from the second backpack and kicked it towards Little Brother Fu. Moya Qiong looked down and saw that the pages were filled with various mystical symbols and letters.n

It was undoubtedly a rare high-level magic book.

Just by looking at the style, one knew that this was something exceptional. To be honest, Moya Qiong was quite intrigued. He knew that he had stumbled upon a hidden storyline, so he didn’t rush to make a decision and kept watching the saga unfold.

"This is all I have left. I think this is enough to buy my life. After all, your appetite can’t be too high, you’re just a Blood Servant."

Zivig murmured,

"So, can we act as though we’ve never met each other now?"

"I have one last question."

Little Brother Fu kicked the occult book aside and asked:

"How did you get the nickname ’Plague Rat King’? It seems quite impressive."

Moya Qiong asked without any real expectations, but to Zivig, this meant something completely different.

Thinking that his disguise had been uncovered by a servant of Morphy, he revealed his true colors and roared, pouncing at Little Brother Fu in front him. But there was a gunshot that hit his extended claws.

"Fool! Killing you means all these things are ours, plus the free experience points!"

Everyone’s OK with the situation, stands up and yells.

Under Zivig’s widened gaze, a hidden Star Realm Scorpion lion charged forward with a roar, its huge mouth gaping wide open.

The sight of those bloody jaws sent the Plague Rat King into a terrified scream.

The Ghoul puppet could only manage a critical block with crossed arms. With a soft puff, most of his body got swallowed up by the Scorpion lion leaving only a pair of bright legs in a blood-drenched patch.

The look was quite comical.

"Ah! I told you not to eat this stinky thing! It’ll give you a stomach-ache!" Brother Fu was hitting his scorpion lion with his staff.

But his stupid pet didn’t care for his summoner’s advice. Being a Scorpion lion, it had to eat some poisonous things to enrich its body and make its sting more lethal.

"Damn, your persuasion skills are amazing."

Everyone’s OK didn’t know what his buddy and the odd monster had discussed since they communicated psychically. He just saw the Ghoul spilling out all his treasures before being killed and thought that Moya Qiong’s negotiation skills were formidable.

Little Brother Fu gave a mysterious smile without saying anything more.

They both squatted down to divide the loot.

Zivig’s gold coins were not Boessian gold coins but more valuable gold coins from Charles, the Half-body Man. How these two types of currency could be exchanged was not yet known, but both Brother Fu and Little Brother Fu had plenty of money, so they casually split this cash equally.

The main items were a few spiritual energy trinkets and that rare magic book.

Everyone’s OK picked up the magic book, and after flipping a few pages, received a prompt:

"[You are reading the special item ’Book of Midnight: Cunning and Death Scroll’. By reading this item, those with certain spiritual energies can become apprentices to the Cunning Magician/Coffin Bearer and other basic dark and death psychic power factions!

Hint!

This item is a fallen item. Please be prepared for mental defense during reading to avoid unnecessary danger."