Naturally, the God of Plagues understood the saying that the more enemies there are, the more walls there are.
At this moment, he did not believe that Vigilante A was simply insisting on the so-called path. The other party must have a grudge against him and simply did not want him to get it.
It would be fine if he could secretly plot against him, but the act of seizing the arcane realm was too big and could not be hidden from others.
To integrate this arcane realm and master the arcane realm's maxim, it would take a long time and cause a huge commotion.
If he did not get rid of Vigilante A first, he would not be able to succeed.
The black figure looked at Vigilante A coldly. At this moment, he had the idea of using humans to threaten him.
However, he still endured it. After all, he had already used it once. He also had to guard against the other party's anger and a life-and-death struggle.
After all, the other party was a top-notch powerhouse. He was always threatened with the lives of a bunch of ants to not do this or that. He might give in once, but after a few times, the other party might not have any scruples anymore.
This kind of deterrence must be kept for the future when the main body's survival was in danger.
This was the tolerance of a god, not a mortal. If a mortal found out that his opponent's weakness was effective, he would often use it to his death, until it was a life-and-death struggle, sending himself to his own death.
In reality, there were many similar cases where the other party was blackmailed, and after the blackmail was successful, they would have to blackmail again and finally be silenced.
The God of Plagues could estimate Vigilante A's anger threshold very well and temporarily did not let him explode.
Both of them did not speak and stood opposite each other by the river. The sound of the flowing river made the atmosphere more solemn.
The scene was peaceful, but the System Space was not.
Sir System would not let go of this opportunity.
"Something interesting happened just now. Let me show you."
Black Pot, who was refining elixirs in the alchemy room, stopped when he saw an image appear.
"Tell me your conditions."
Previously, Sir System used the existence of the God of Plagues to increase the rent. He naturally knew that this annoying fellow had appeared in his arcane realm grotto-heaven.
The appearance of the white gas just now gave him the hope of resurrection.
As long as the grotto-heaven could be maintained in the new world, as the original owner, he could naturally use it as a means of resurrection.
In order to reduce variables, he did not tell this mysterious existence the truth about the white gas.
However, it was obvious that he could not hide it anymore.
This bastard, the God of Plagues, not only did he covet his soul, but he was also coveting the grotto-heaven that was taking shape.
Now, because of the other party's interference, his lies were directly exposed.
However, he was not embarrassed at all. What was this? The relationship between gods was full of deceit and lies.
Whoever behaved well would be eliminated first.
It was the same even if he was a harmless God of Cookery.
At this moment, Sir System said proudly, "It's very simple. I can help you get back what you deserve, but I'll need to pay you."
"Reward? What reward do you want? "Black Pot asked calmly.
"Half of your grotto-heaven's output in the future." Sir System demanded an exorbitant price.
"Deal!" Black Pot immediately agreed.
"…" Sir System was speechless.
"Sir, you seem to have given a low price …" Fang Ning clutched his head and was speechless.
"Damn it, I'm still a naive and honest System. I should've let him bid first … I shouldn't have said it myself," Sir System said gloomily.
"There's nothing we can do about it. This is the will of the heavens, not the sin of war. After all, the other party is a god. How can he be so easy to trick? He's not the Axiom Daddy that just took shape. He's a god with millions of years of experience. He's not that easy to trick. "Fang Ning comforted.
"Millions of years? I don't think they're that smart … "Sir System said angrily." If only I were an evil God System. I'd just regret it now. "
"Uh, that's impossible. After all, I'm a good person. It's impossible for me to be bound to an evil God System. So, there's a problem with your premise." Fang Ning shook his head.
"Good people can also fall …" Sir System said unhappily.
"Stop talking nonsense. Don't forget about righteousness at the sight of small profits and cherish yourself when doing great things. It's a blessing to suffer losses. At least you'll get half of the output. That's not bad. If others want to take advantage of this, they don't have the right to interfere. "Fang Ning lectured.
Sir System finally calmed down. "You're right. Forget it. A great man doesn't stoop to petty offenses. Since he's a ghost, I won't be calculative with him."
Sir System said to Black Pot, "If that's the case, then it's a deal. How are you going to control this arcane realm now?"
Black Pot trembled. It was very clear about the power of this mysterious being. Although it was a little dumb, its power was unquestionable.
With its help, the thirty percent chance of success could now be increased to ninety percent.
"It's simple. We'll wait and see. When the grotto-heaven has completely stabilized, you'll protect my soul and I'll naturally be able to control this grotto-heaven. However, during the process of my control, you have to guarantee that my soul will not be disturbed by outsiders. "Black Pot said slowly.
"That's easy. But you lied just now. How can I trust that you'll pay me on time after you succeed? "Sir System was worried.
It did not trust anyone other than its Host. Of course, its trust in its Host was often discounted now because the Host was always tricking it …
"Can I make an oath?" Black Pot sighed. It was easy to lie, but it was hard to rebuild trust once it was broken.
This was karma. Originally, this mysterious being could still be a friend. Now, it could only be a friendship based on mutual benefits.
"No, you gods have too many ways to avoid oaths. I have an idea here. As long as you willingly put on this Golden Circlet, I'll promise you. "Sir System said and threw a golden circlet in front of Black Pot.
"…" Black Pot hesitated for a while.
Wearing it would mean that it would be under the control of others. It knew this very well.
However, if it did not wear it, it would be difficult to gain the trust of this mysterious being.
With its current strength, the chances of retrieving the arcane realm and grotto-heaven on its own were too low.
There was also the God of Plagues who was eyeing it covetously. That being had clearly expressed its stance of wanting to seize its own grotto-heaven.
When it lied before, it had a purpose. It wanted to take advantage of this mysterious being's ignorance and use a small price to make it help itself.
Now that it could no longer achieve its goal, it could only pay the real price …
It believed that in the future when it regained its position as a god, there would still be a way to get rid of the Golden Circlet.
Sure enough, fortune favors fools. This saying was sometimes not wrong. If it was any other foolish god who encountered this mysterious being, it would have probably profited today.
Thinking of this, it no longer hesitated and directly put the Golden Circlet on the pot's handle …
"Hmm, that's good. When the time is right, I'll get it for you." Sir System said confidently. Fang Ning was stunned.
Fang Ning was dumbfounded. No matter how experienced and intelligent this god was, he had no idea what was going on with Sir System's Golden Circlet.
It probably thought that it was just a kind of restriction.
In fact, it was a "System Binding". As long as it was willingly put on, it could not be taken off … unless it was Sir System himself.
There were already a few victims now.
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