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"okay!"

A shrill scream rang out in the silent cell.

Amidst the mixed high and low-pitched screams, there was a rhythmic clicking sound.

Alfia stared sideways, and as the footsteps approached, a male god bathed in darkness shed his disguise from the shadows and came in front of the two tyrants.

"Yeah, it's really lively."

Chardo stopped his movements and looked at the male god: "Isn't this our Lord Shameless? Why don't you sit on the throne and cross your legs to watch the show? Why do you have time to wander around?"

Erebus covered his forehead and said helplessly: "Ah, it's because I heard that my ally was in a bad mood, so I came back to check."

"Alfia, Chardo, can you give me a clear answer? Which side are you on now?"

"Ahem." Ciel got up from the ground, brushed off the dust, and raised his head with his hands on his hips: "I can answer this question for you. God Erebus."

"Oh? Who is this?" Erebus narrowed his eyes and looked Charles up and down.

Ciel extended his hand and smiled warmly: "Hello, you can call me Joker. I am the leader of these two. Please give me your guidance."

Chapter 106: Charles: Your vision is too small

"Oh?" The black-haired god, who was joking as if chatting, put his hands in his pockets, but his expression froze: "Even a great god like me can only regard this overlord as an ally, but you are willing to be inferior to you?"

He looked at Alfia, "Is what he said true?"

Alfia lowered her eyes, pulled Ciel's ear, and retorted, "Can't you see it yourself?"

The gods could easily tell whether the children in the underworld were lying. False information was meaningless in front of them, but the information from Ciel was too shocking. Therefore, Erebus wanted to hear the person's answer.

Chardo scratched his head. "Ah, in a sense, we are indeed at his beck and call."

In his opinion, based on the potential that Ciel has shown right now, Belle might not be as valuable as him, after acquiring new magic, and also possessing Alfia's [Talent], as well as his own [Gluttony].

As long as Charles doesn't die midway, he will definitely be the backbone of the fight against the black dragon in the future.

What's more, unlike the "Brave Man" and the "Wild Boar", Charles at level 1 has arrogant ambitions, will not be content with the status quo, is bold and careful, unconventional, and willing to seize every opportunity he can to become stronger. This is what Charles admires most about him.

If Charles' level was not too low, Chardo would even want to give him his flesh and blood to devour. This was simply his appreciation for a rising star with great potential.

On the other hand, Alfia.

Her preference, no, or it should be considered as loving the person and loving everything about him.

Just because of Belle, she has a high tolerance for Charles. Even if he violates the witch's holy forbidden area many times, she pretends nothing happened.

Secondly, it was the talent that Ciel showed. And this was also an investment for Bell in this world.

In her own way, she is trying to make up for the regret of not being able to be with Bell. She wants to create a second Alfia and return her talents to her sister's children.

In order to achieve his goal, Charles needs to give his all.

To her, this rotting body would be worth it if it could be exchanged for Charles' sincere care.

Erebus, who knew nothing about the complicated relationship, covered his mouth in surprise:

"It really surprises me that there are people in the lower world who can control these two monsters."

“You saw it today.”

Erebus straightened his posture and said, "Then, can you answer a question for me? Young Overlord, what is the purpose of your visit here?"

"Will you destroy those of us who have given ourselves up to evil?"

Ciel had a strange expression on his face: "Eliminate? Why? I came here with great sincerity."

This time he entered the artificial maze, and eating the banquet was just a side job. The important thing was to find a suitable whetstone for Belle, and secondly, to sell the ignition devices piled up in Chanis's hands for a good price.

The current dark faction is very wealthy, with more than half of the world's businessmen investing in it, and it can launch rebellions in countries all over the world. If such a big fat sheep is not slaughtered, in a few years, there will be no soup left.

"Sincerity?" Erebus was also very confused. This was inconsistent with the information he received:

"I heard that someone directly dismantled the entrance to the maze and forced his way into the base."

Charles blinked. "Who told them not to open the door for me? I had no choice but to come in by myself?"

"This..." The people of Erebus were stunned. Just because of this, you brought two level 7s to attack their hometown?

You know, now all factions are packing up and leaving, preparing to go back to their hometowns to get married.

Seeing Erebus being humiliated, Ciel said with great joy, "You don't understand, my elder brother said that you must have an attitude when negotiating! Otherwise, the investment is likely to be set up by a scammer. How can we cooperate if I don't give you a warning?"

"Your elder brother?"

I'm afraid you said it yourself.

Erebus cut out the flowery words and got to the point, asking: "What do you mean by cooperation?"

"Of course it's the 'Absolute Evil' project." Charles said with a smile: "How about it? Mr. Founder, can I get involved?"

"This is the first time I've seen such a villain who ran away with the shareholders' original capital and then came back to invest." Erebus spread his hands helplessly: "Now the trump card that can achieve all my ambitions is in your hand. Do I have the right to refuse?"

Ciel held out his hand: "Of course, you have so many fellow evil gods. They are all lovely partners (fat sheep)."

"You should spare them. They are so pitiful." Erebus also stretched out his hand and shook it with him: "Well, since you haven't given up the plan yet. In that case, I can't fall behind..."

"Wish us happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

……

Sunset.

An artificial maze and a ten-story conference hall that can accommodate hundreds of people.

There were no row of magic stone lamps, only bonfires hanging around the room, which seemed dim and depressing.

"I've said it before, I've said it before, what's wrong with spending a little more money? You don't even want to install a magic stone lamp? What? Do the secret factions have to be so gloomy and depressing? Look, you can't even see the face from such a close distance? Is this okay? Huh? Don't you think so, brother?"

"Hehehe, if I were a hero, I would definitely send some people here to catch everyone when they are relaxed."

A gray-haired young man, who was covered in a black robe and whose mouth and nose were covered by a black veil, complained dissatisfiedly.

In front of him was a red-haired cat-man with thin cheeks, sharp eyes and protruding eyebrows. He glanced at his comrades who laughed strangely and said, "Then they have to find this place too."

"Do you like this kind of atmosphere? Do you think it's cool to hold a ceremony in a place like this?" The gray-haired boy raised his index finger:

"Don't you think our uniforms are ugly? We don't have the class of a villain at all. We don't even have the classic black robe with red clouds. We still have the style of desert refugees. How can a villain like us have any future?"

"Yes, yes, you are right." The cat-man Jhara felt that what this comrade said made some sense, but he was just a slave trader and didn't understand these things.

"For such a big gathering, not to mention the full stage effects, they didn't even bother to turn on the lights. Where's the pattern? Where's the pattern? Does this kind of organization really have a future?" The gray-haired boy chattered on and on.

"Indeed, indeed." After being reminded, Jha Luo felt bored.

They were a coalition of more than a dozen factions, and for such a large-scale meeting, they didn't even know how to configure a few magic stone lamps worth hundreds of fares. Where did all the team funds that were handed in every year go?

It's so fucking embarrassing.

Gradually, more and more people came to the room, and the bosses gradually noticed the gray-haired boy in the corner.

Valetta broke away from the crowd and grabbed the gray-haired boy by the collar: "Hey, which clan are you from? Is this a place for cannon fodder like you to enter?"

The gray-haired boy who was lifted up had a blank expression on his face: "Look, you yourself admitted that this kind of clothing is just cannon fodder."

He sneered, "You are a bunch of cowards who are scared by [Silence] and [Gluttony]. Hey, you guys are not so stingy that you even have to steal the ignition device for self-destruction?!"

"What did you say?!"

Chapter 107: Valetta: I... am actually an undercover agent?

"What did you say, little brat!" Valetta grabbed Charles' neck and clasped her fingers together.

"Am I wrong?!" Charles' face turned pale, he clenched his fingers like pincers with both hands, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the trigger of the magic sword was pulled in an instant.

"Gospel!"

"!"

The close-range sound wave impact caused the blood vessels in Varetta's fingers to burst, and the flesh and skin turned inside out, then shrank back in a flash.

"Ahem..." Charles covered his neck and coughed twice, staring at the frightened and angry Valetta with contempt:

"The ignition device, also known as the hammer device, is simply a small gadget that creates sparks by rubbing two sawtooth rollers together. You actually spent so much effort to get this thing? You wasted so many troops and sent out [Gluttony], but you still didn't get it?"

Ciel smiled contemptuously: "It really makes me doubt your intelligence, you bastards."

Valetta covered her bleeding palm and roared with a ferocious expression: "What did you say?!"

She had made all the plans for the secret faction, and this mysterious man in front of her was telling her what to do. She couldn't stand it!

She was just careless for a moment and was hurt by Ciel's magic, but that was not the basis for this brat to be sarcastic here.

"I'll teach you a lesson today. Remember to respect your elders in your next life!"

The knife mercilessly slashed towards Charles' face, but he just stood there with his head down and sneered, saying harsh words one after another:

"Should I say you are brainless? Or is there really no talent in the secret faction? How could someone like you be the military advisor?"

when----

As Valetta's sharp blade approached Charles' nose, a clear bell rang from behind him.

"The rest is up to you, aibo."

"Gospel!"

A gray shock wave, a thousand times more terrifying than before, came from behind Ciel.

It penetrated through Charles's afterimage and hit Valetta's chest directly. The surging sound waves made her mouth and nose bleed and she felt dizzy. She tried to stand up several times but failed.

Charles turned into a colorful light, emerged from behind Valetta, and stepped on her face:

"Yo, now you know who's the boss?"

"What the hell!"

Who the hell are you?

He stared at Charles fiercely with fierce eyes, wishing to eat him alive, but he couldn't do it...

My brain was shaking violently and felt like it was about to explode.

The other cadres did not dare to step forward to help. They all stared at the two figures, one black and one gray, standing silently behind Charles.

"Valetta was killed instantly..."

Although Basram had experienced Gospel's provocation before, he was just a tamer who controlled the "Transformed Fairy Soldiers" and his own strength was not strong.

But Valetta was different. She was killed instantly, which meant that the queen in front of them had the ability to destroy them all within seconds!

Many weak faction cadres have quietly moved and hid behind the big guys.

Ciel also noticed this and looked around: "Do you think I'm looking for trouble? Or do you want to gather you all together and kill you all?"

"Heh. I'm not targeting you, but you...everyone here has disappointed me so much."

Charles pointed casually at the cat-man who was about to escape.

"You! Brother!"

Jhara's movements froze, and everyone looked at him.

"Tell me, how much does a magic stone lamp cost?"

Jatra hesitated for a moment and said, "500 faris."

Charles smiled with satisfaction and said, "Very good! Then answer me, how much money can you make from selling a slave?"

Ja Luo moved his lips: "Ordinary 500w Fali!"

Charles opened his arms in satisfaction, turned around, and glanced at the stunned Valetta on the ground: "Come on, someone tell me, 100 slaves can be exchanged for 100 million cheap goods, why do you want to exchange hundreds of lives?"

"There are even several level 3 cadres among them! Can anyone tell me how many level 3 we have in total?"

"Which genius came up with this plan? Or do you think you are too strong, so it would be cool if a few cadres died?"

There was silence.

Valetta refused to give up and struggled to sit up: "That was all for the purpose of killing adventurers! It was a necessary sacrifice to harvest lives! We can't buy that many ignition devices! Orario will never sell them to us."