Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 835 Ignition ([-])

"What do you mean?"

Continuously deflated, it could be seen that the expression of Queen Broken Claw finally cooled down, she was obviously not very happy.

"I didn't make a move just now, just to be polite, Akasha."

"This friend from outside is much scarier than you imagined..."

However, Ballard didn't even bother to look at her, and still stared at Fu Qian.

"If I shot together, it would be an endless situation."

"In my judgment, regardless of whether you win or lose, the probability of your death is more than 50.00%."

"...so what are you going to do?"

Hearing what Ballard said, the Broken Claw Queen called Akasha was silent for a while.

But a few seconds later, she spoke again, and even winked at Fu Qian to clear up the suspicion.

"Would you like to invite this Mr. Andil to dinner? I'd be very happy, but I didn't expect you to have similar hobbies."

"Do not."

Ballard shook his head.

"Mr. Andil has already eaten, and now he needs to follow me. I want to make sure that he will not disrupt the order here."

His tone was very firm, and it was obvious that he had made up his mind long ago.

"Actually I only ate the appetizer."

Regarding his plan, Fu Qian put on a serious face and pointed out the imprecise expression.

"In addition, although I don't mind doing as the Romans do, I'm still curious, what will you do if I don't agree?"

"It's very simple. As I said just now, the high probability of death is Akasha."

Ballard said this without a trace of hesitation, full of threats.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and your self-righteousness has become more serious."

But as the victim in the hypothetical scene, Akasha is obviously very unhappy.

"Why do you think that I will cooperate with you to maintain the so-called ridiculous order? Taking a step back, this Mr. Andil is much more handsome than you."

"Ridiculous order... just look at this place."

Ballard finally turned his head and stared at Akasha coldly.

"I tolerated what you did before because you were able to gather some dangerous factors together for discipline, even if the original intention was just to taste blood of various flavors."

"But you actually released a dangerous character like Catherine and made this happen. Do you think this is over?"

"Keep it closed, but the taste will get worse."

Facing the accusation, Akasha's momentum inevitably weakened a little, and she looked at the mess and explained.

"And didn't I come here the first time?"

"If it wasn't for this Mr. Andil, I'm afraid everyone in the restaurant would have died."

Ballard snorted.

"Is this what you call the first moment? Do you think it will have any effect?"

"You don't need to be so high-sounding, since you say that, I also have a question, why are you here?"

As a demigod, Akasha obviously also has a temper. Facing the merciless accusation, she finally started to fight back.

"Of course it is to maintain order."

Ballard snorted.

"Relying on the 'prophet', there may be problems here? I am not surprised at all."

"The problem is that it looks like you didn't make the first move!"

Akasha sneered again and again.

"Could it be that this mysterious Mr. Andil frightened you? He didn't even care about the great principle of maintaining order?"

When this man spoke, he deliberately emphasized the "greatness", as if he was a bit disdainful.

"Wake up, Ballard, we all know that this is just a prison, no matter how hard we struggle, we will end up rotting in this prison."

"Your so-called order is meaningless at all, and I don't care at all... Of course, there are still things to be happy about today—"

Akasha licked her lips while talking, and looked at Fu Qian with fiery eyes.

"There is one more delicious inmate."

"Excellent, Ms. Akasha is also delicious."

Listening to the two demigods' tit-for-tat, when it comes to themselves, Fu Qian never forgets to compliment each other in business.

"Thank you."

Faced with this weird compliment, Akasha was very pleased with it, smiling and trembling.

"So there are many foreigners like me?"

The next moment Fuqian thought of something, looked at Ballard and asked.

"Not that much, but it's undeniably annoying."

Ballard's tone was full of sincerity.

"Now I am more supportive of Akasha's statement."

However, before he finished speaking, Fu Qian sighed with obvious disappointment.

"You, the maintainer of order, seem to be nothing more than that."

"What do you mean?"

Maybe he didn't care much about the sarcasm, but some kind of information in the words of this foreigner made Ballard alert.

"You'll know soon enough, you don't even need to rely on divination."

Fu Qian was in the pose of a riddler, very aggressive.

"Of course, until then, you can waste your time on me."

"You think I'm going to believe that ambiguity?"

Ballard is a well-known arrester, and he is not willing to let him go easily.

"Please, Mr. Andil, all three of us have to go to the base."

……

"Why should I go too?"

When Fu Qian was thinking about where the base was, Akasha also raised different opinions.

"Because I am not sure that I can ensure that Mr. Andil will cooperate obediently."

Ballard was very sincere.

"That's what I mean. After all, it's your business. Why should I participate?"

Akasha obviously didn't like to meddle in such nosy matters.

"It's very simple, make up for your own mistakes, otherwise I don't mind dispelling all your blood bags after the matter is over."

Ballard rose to his feet, unabashedly threatening in his words, as the visor began to close a little bit.

"Let's go, it can be seen that you admire Mr. Andier very much, so you can sit in the back seat together."

"Your chariot of greed?"

As soon as these words came out, Akasha seemed a little interested.

After thinking for a while, the next moment she actually came up and grabbed Fu Qian's arm.

Not only half of his body was clinging to Fu Qian's body, but even the bone claws on his back were gathered at a subtle angle, making him look much more supple.

"Mr. Andil, from this angle, you are even more charming!"

Looking up at Fu Qian, Akasha smiled like a flower.

"Ballard's Chariot of Greed, this is a rare opportunity, let's go and see it together!"

"Okay, Akasha, you smell really good!"

Seeing that Akasha, who was almost as tall as himself, was showing a little bird-like attitude, Fu Qian also complimented him very cooperatively, and at the same time greeted Ballard.

"It's almost time, go drive, Green."

……

This made the driver's tone stagnate for a few seconds.

In the end, it was Akasha's laughter that broke the silence, but it was obviously harsh to Ballard's ears.

(End of this chapter)