Right now, the purple mountain range was covered in a thick layer of magic crystals, treasured items, and gleaming jewels. Without letting Faermo and the others move a muscle, Lixiang spoke earnestly to the Black Death God and Oonu, the King of Icebergs: "We owe this victory to the two of you for coming to help. Consider these things a small token of my appreciation."
The Black Death God shook his ugly, oversized head and laughed, "I was summoned to this plane, so my time is limited. I won't stand on ceremony—I'll take all the corpses on the ground, how about that?"
The Heavenly Water Cavalry, the dragon Divine Slaves, and the Lord-tier Divine Slaves of Zhan—every single corpse could be auctioned off individually for an incalculable price.
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