CHAPTER 867: CHAPTER 580: A GOD AS INDISCRIMINATE AS A STREETWALKER

"Human, do you know what you’re saying?"

The Yaksha almost burst into laughter from anger.

"Just now you said you wanted to fight us, and now you’re asking me to help you deliver takeout. Your human unpredictability truly amazes me."

"How is this being unpredictable? Let me ask you, are we enemies?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"You stopped us from retrieving the corpse of the Wood Elf Royal Family."

The Yaksha didn’t answer directly.

"The corpse of the Wood Elf Royal Family has been completely absorbed by the French Plane Tree. Even if you burn the tree down, you won’t find a single remnant. Since the target of conflict no longer exists, the conflict itself naturally dissolves."

He shook his head and said.

"But you forced us to follow your commands, or you’d eliminate us before we even enter the Ten Thousand Great Mountains."

The Yaksha added.

"Have you now decided that you absolutely will not follow my commands?"

Liu Zheng countered.

"No comment."

The Yaksha replied coldly.

"No comment means undecided, and undecided means nothing is final. Besides, even if I were to eliminate you, that’s a matter for tomorrow, which doesn’t affect us being partners today."

He said confidently.

"... You’ve won the argument, but you haven’t convinced me. I don’t like you, human, so don’t expect me to offer any help beyond our agreement."

The Yaksha, unable to argue further, decided to overturn the table.

"That might be beyond your control."

Liu Zheng suddenly flashed a wicked smile.

"What? Are you planning to threaten me with your connections again?"

The Yaksha scoffed.

"Do you think that we could have a presence in the Slave Market without our connections? At the end, if you’re dead, our network remains unbroken."

"If you’re not good with idioms, don’t misuse them. It’s quite embarrassing."

He said squinting his eyes.

"I don’t want to hear your nonsense anymore, human. Contact me when you have something worthwhile."

As the Yaksha spoke, he prepared to hang up.

"Have you heard of God-inviting Incense?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"What is that?"

The Yaksha was indeed drawn in.

"It’s a rare magical item. As long as it’s lit and the esteemed name is recited, any god will offer assistance."

"If I asked the great Bloodhand Kane to destroy you, do you think he would comply?"

He said maliciously.

"Foolish human, do you think a mere stick of God-inviting Incense can compare with our faith in the Lord of War?"

The Yaksha coldly laughed.

"What if I also offer him my faith? He shouldn’t only accept faith from you Dark Elves, right?"

Liu Zheng countered.

Usually, gods who sound this crazy often have no stance to speak of; they’ll bless whoever makes them happy.

"Naive human, you don’t believe that by offering your faith to a god, the god will definitely respond, do you?"

The Yaksha laughed at his stupidity.

Worshipping a god involves a very strict ritual, especially for a deity like Bloodhand Kane, who is akin to a mystery cult.

In a place like the Metropolis, which doesn’t welcome gods, successfully holding a ritual requires even more preparation.

Of course, there are those gods who are like streetwalkers, accepting anyone, but the great Lord of War is definitely not among them.

Definitely!

"But if I use the God-inviting Incense, he will definitely respond to me. Doesn’t he want nothing more than blood and slaughter? As a deliverer for the Bloody Restaurant, I have no shortage of those."

"I’ve killed gods, I’ve killed Divine Demons, and I’ve slaughtered those company executives. Soon I’ll be crossing borders, and then it might not be impossible for me to slaughter a whole world."

"And I ask for nothing else, just your deaths. Want to experience being crushed by the god you worship?"

"And the reason won’t even be your blasphemy or betrayal, but your arrogance and incompetence."

"Truly, thinking about it is just pathetic."

Liu Zheng stared at the phone screen as if staring at the Yaksha’s ashen face.

"And ridiculous."

He casually threw one last heavy blow, striking at the opponent’s heart.

"Human, if you..."

"Stop, I haven’t finished speaking."

Liu Zheng interrupted the Yaksha.

"Of course, with friends, I always respect their culture and beliefs."

He continued.

"Especially for such a long-history, flourishing civilization as the Dark Elves."

"If you hold a grand ritual to invite the great Bloodhand Kane to descend, and let him smell the God-inviting Incense while you present unprecedented offerings."

"Oh, I don’t even dare imagine what kind of rewards you might receive."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

He made an exaggerated sound of amazement.

"What do you mean by unprecedented offering? Do you have a way for us to go abroad with you?"

The Yaksha asked.

"Of course not. But I believe you should have a way to collect offerings in your stead, right?"

"We do, but it’s hard to trust you, human. So far, all you’ve given are empty promises."

The Yaksha said.

"Then set aside your arrogance and suspicion, and cooperate with me just this once. With demons from Great Jiang Mountain as stepping stones, our trust will be much stronger."

Liu Zheng seized the opportunity.

"If your strength suffices, human."

After all this, the Yaksha finally relented.

"Alright, I’m heading over now. You go to Ethereal Alley first and wait for me."

He hung up the phone, then left the break room.

Opening the food container on the cart, he found an oversized Enamel Pot filled with boiling oil, in which were crispy yellow maggots.

Each maggot was the size of half a fist, with plump segmented bodies lined with folds, each fold full of fine, sharp teeth.