The World of Deities

The Persian's complexion eased slightly.

"You are really right." Su Ye's words ignited the pupils of all Persians.

Everyone gritted their teeth and looked at Su Ye.

Castor and Commodes almost laughed.

"The reason why I want to humiliate you is not because we won and you were defeated. It's because you idiots don't understand how you lost until now. Until now, you attribute other people's victory to luck. I attribute my failure to external reasons. Therefore, if you keep thinking this way, you will keep losing. I will be afraid of you? I just look down on people like you, and one of them counts!"

"You are too much!"

"Are you forcing us to give up peace?"

"You are insulting Persia!"

...

More than a dozen people fought back.

However, Madous was calmer than before, just frowned.

Some people in the distance who were still gorgeously dressed looked at Su Ye thoughtfully.

Su Ye didn't bother to pay attention to the angry Persians, the ring flashed, and the world scepter appeared in his hand.

The curse stopped abruptly.

A complicated look appeared on the face of every Persian.

Subsequently, Su Ye put away the world scepter.

"This trophy is mine." Su Ye smiled.

A strong burgundy rose on Madous's face, but then he pressed it down, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Explain your intentions."

Su Ye's mouth curled up and asked, "You don't say I'm here to humiliate you?"

"Sorry, I apologize to you for the wrong judgment before. I think that a magician who can defeat the Giant Legion, a magician with magical evolution, a magician who became the first master of the battle, a general who decides the war, no Will come here just to humiliate us." Madousi said solemnly.

"Very well, no wonder you can become the commander-in-chief of the army, and others can only curse there. I came with sincerity and hope to leave with sincerity." Su Ye said.

"Do you want us to redeem the scepter?" Madousi said.

"Yes, World Scepter."

The Persian complexion changed drastically.

Everyone knows it, but how can you tell it directly!

This is the decent of Persia!

"You said." Madousi straightened his chest and looked at Su Ye quietly.

"I want to replace the remains of powerful miraculous servants, planes of divine power, magical tools or enough resources, and give me a city." Su Yedao.

"You are too arrogant!"

"Even if we die, we can't promise you!"

"You don't have to make an inch!"

Persian generals and ministers behind Madaus fought back.

"You mean, the scepter of the world is not comparable to a city? Are you insulting Cyrus the Great?"

"you……"

Everyone died. Anything you said at this time might be trapped, and you can only shut up.

What's more, everyone knows that this world scepter is indeed enough to change a city.

The Greeks may not understand, because they see a city as a country, but the Persian Empire is too big and there are too many cities.

"You are too big to speak, just a scepter." Madous said calmly.

"Yeah, it's just a scepter. Even when the gods of the gods are fighting, the Greek gods holding the scepter of the world and shaking them in front of the Persian gods, it’s nothing. If I remember correctly, Cyrus the Great was The Persian god has been enshrined. Guess what he thinks? He may not be able to do anything with Darius the Great. What do you think will happen to you, my dear Madaus?"

Madous and the people behind him looked terrified.

The empire is endless.

However, the emperor covered the sky with only his hand.

"What do you want?" Madous asked.

"Then I will help you narrow it down. A medium-sized divine power plane must be of fire, wind, or water characteristics. Or, nine drops of the blood of the demigod Hydra. Or, a demi-artifact. Or, one Root the world’s tree branches. Or, the power of the Maharaja’s blood. Or, a city on the east coast of the Aegean Sea, and it’s guaranteed to never infringe. Choose either."

"Why don't you grab it!" a golden warrior shouted.

"It's robbing." Su Ye smiled.

"You are too greedy..." Madousi stared at Su Ye with a gloomy look.

Castor and Commodes looked at Su Ye and wanted to drag him back to the fortress. They were really not afraid of death!

Even General Demis didn't pay attention to this world scepter, but Su Ye dared to be those generals and nobles never thought about it?

No matter how many Persians were killed, Darius the Great would not care. Even after being captured, Darius would treat him with hospitality and release him generously.

But threatening Darius with the world scepter, this is a little bit of leeway.

Su Ye shrugged and said, "Think clearly, I'll wait for your news."

"You... we need time to think about it." Madousi was helpless.

"Of course, I will give you time, but the premise is before Gilgamesh comes. If it is late, I will directly sacrifice the World Scepter to the goddess Athena."

Su Ye's tone was flat, but his eyes locked on the Persian.

When I uttered the name Gilgamesh, a small group of Persians, including Madous, had slight fluctuations in their eyes, even if they were trying to hide it.

"It will take at least a year." Madousi said.

Su Ye nodded and said: "As soon as possible. After all, if any demigod family wants to get the blessing of the gods, and use the world scepter to sacrifice and buy it from me, then I can only say sorry."

"We will get back to you as soon as possible." Madousi said.

"Okay, this transaction is very pleasant. I hope we can calm down and negotiate next time." Su Ye said, instinctively stretched out his hand, but it was too late to retract. This action is too familiar.

Madous looked at Su Ye's hand outstretched, a little confused, what does this mean?

Than wrist strength?

Than grip strength?

Delivery note?

People in both Persia and Greece were puzzled.

Su Ye smiled and said: "Holding the other's hand with the empty hand that should have held the sword shows that I not only have no weapons in my hand, but also no weapons in my heart. This is the best etiquette for transactions and negotiations in my opinion. Of course, except during the plague period."

"That's it." Madousi also slowly stretched out his hand.

Su Ye firmly held Madous's hand, moved up and down gently, and then released it.

Madous looked at the pale green print on his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Does he want to catch me severely to vent his anger?Why else it hurts...

Su Ye looked at the luxurious Persians not far away, smiled and said, "Masters, I hope that I will be merciful in the future. I am a helper, and I have no choice. I am a little silver mage, too weak. There is also something that makes people feel so weak. The scared old man in the mountain, I'm just a pawn, everyone wants peace and peace."

Su Ye smiled and nodded in greeting, then turned and left.

Regardless of whether it is a Persian or a Greek, they are speechless, and Su Ye's words sound like a joke.

It seemed to be provocative in every way.

"Can you not scare us? My demigod blood and heart can't help you toss like this." Castor followed Su Ye closely.

"The heart of the gladiator king is not good either. You didn't see that even the two generals gave the old man in the mountain face, you screamed, he won't kill you?" Comodors said helplessly.

Su Ye shrugged, nonchalantly.

"Are you asking for prices, or just want those." Castor heard.

"I just want those." Su Yedao.

Comodes whispered: "If I were you, one million would do."

"If I were you, I would think one million would do." Su Ye said nonchalantly.

Comodes and Castor looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Is this kid bragging, or does he have such a high level of wisdom?

Why is a word so philosophical?

Madous looked at Su Ye's away back, sighed, turned around reluctantly and walked back until he walked to the giant king behind a house.

The Giant King lay on his side behind the house, his back to the outside, his head in one hand, and a spear in the other to remove a piece of meat from his teeth, roll it with his tongue, and swallow it.

"Atla."

Madaus was so scared that the giant king shuddered.

"Scared me to death! Why are you here? That majesty is gone?" Atla hurriedly lay on the ground, poking his head out of the house, carefully looking forward.

Seeing Su Ye's back, the Giant King let out a long sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty? Who is he?" Madous sat directly beside the Giant King.

It's like a grain of rice next to a big bowl.

"Can't tell." Atler said.

"I have never offended you, and I have always been a supporter of the giants' funds. Moreover, I have a good reputation in the giants, and I have always met your needs. Can't you talk about it?" A low profile.

Atla spread his hands, bang...

The next room collapsed and smoke was flying.

"Uh...actually, I'm just guessing. All of our giants are just guessing. He should have a very noble Titan bloodline, or the bloodline of an ancient god, anyway, I can't tell. Moreover, today's breath is even stronger. If I had doubts about him before, and wanted to test, but after today, I gave up fighting against him. I suspect that he has a word that killed my power." Atla said.

"Only the upper Titans can determine your life or death in one sentence." Madousi said.

"Anyway, I don't want to bet my life." Atla started picking his teeth with a spear again, "Ah..."

Madous resisted the urge to cover his nose, and said: "Which Titan's bloodline is, this news is very important to the Empire."

"You should know the source of my name?" Atla asked.

"Of course, although I don't believe you have Atlas' blood, that one is the famous Sky Titan. His blood can only be a Titan, not an ordinary giant like you." Madousi said.

"You offend me now." The Giant King snorted coldly.

"Ahem, lip, lip. I believe that you must be a descendant of Atlas Titan."

"From him, I feel a breath closer to Atlas. No matter how much, I dare not say, think about it for yourself." After the giant king said, he stretched out his hand and patted Madous on the shoulder. Get up and leave.

Madous was lying on the ground, looking helpless.

Back in the fortress, Su Ye went straight to Fast's residence, and when he saw Fast, he said, "Gilgamesh will arrive in Greece in half a year!"

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