Chapter 1183 (1/2)

”Name?”

In the circle of fire outside the palace, a humble Office of camara Taj appeared.

Outside the circle of fire, there are symbionts that bite and fight each other. They crave for each other's genes and energy. Without the command of the black sword, they are controlled by evolutionary instinct.

Not to mention that these symbionts are still constantly splitting out spores to reproduce. The planet is like being infected by alien species. If we don't make great efforts to clean it up, Su Ming is too lazy to take care of it.

He let the cloak like a doll clip machine to rescue the living God from the chaotic battlefield, let monak release the fire wall formed by the fire of falting again, and isolate a large space at the gate of the palace.

Then he announced to the rescued gods that they were free again, and all the Gells were dead. It was the supreme mage from earth who saved them.

However, if they want to leave this giant steaming planet, they can buy the use fee of the portal, not money, but they have to exchange something.

At this time, Su Ming put a table at the door of Geer's house. On the table were a stack of magic contracts witnessed by weishandi. The yellow and skinny gods lined up in front of him, paying their own price one by one.

It's ok if you don't want to pay the price. It's OK for you to go out of the fire circle and fight with the symbiont if you want to go out of the ring of fire.

Just rely on a few nice words, call a few heroes want to be saved? There is no such good thing!

At this time, he was faced with a round looking ”victim”, who reluctantly bought the so-called ”camara Taj transmission service”. When he heard the question of the funeral bell, he answered with a straw like mouth:

”chidlong Dongqiang.”

”Well? I ask your name, you sing northeast disco with me. ”

Su Ming slapped the God killer on the table, and the electric current on the weapon immediately blackened the table.

God killers also have their own consciousness, but they are very primitive, just like wild animals, they only have a desire for blood, which is far from as cunning as the black sword. But they have one thing in common. They are forged to kill gods.

Although he didn't know what northeast disco was, the God could recognize how powerful the weapon was. His round face showed a wry smile: ”my name is zidron Dongqiang.”

”Is my translator out of order? It's a real name. Why don't you call it Nicholas Zhao Si? ” Su Ming filled in the contract with a funny face: ”tell me what you can do. Let's talk about the conditions.”

”We are all obsessed with music. My name is actually a melody.” The God said wrongly, ”what I am good at is percussion.”

Su Ming nods. It seems that because of the vibration of the percussion music and the restraint of the frequency of the symbiont, the black sword raised him.

”OK, sign the contract, and when you get back, you can send me 100 music scores to the earth, and we'll be even.”

The God of drums and drums was overjoyed. He thought he was going to bleed a lot. He didn't expect that the bell would only have music scores. He quickly agreed to it, signed the contract and pressed his fingerprints.

”Go and report the coordinates to the magician, what planet is your home in that star system, and then go home and have a rest, next one!”

Su Ming waved his hand. He didn't need other people's gratitude, because the God of percussion obviously couldn't make any profit. It's better to set an example and encourage more gods to trade.

Seeing that the first God in line didn't pay any decent price, more gods at the back were also relieved. After all, some of them even had their God system destroyed by the God butcher, leaving only lonely people who could not really bring out anything of value.

But if the supreme mages want only what they are good at, they can pay the price and agree that the death knell is a good man.

So the gods came to report their names, were registered by the death knell, and then took out the chips they could offer to exchange opportunities for freedom.

There are no such gods as gods of alien plants, gods of long hands and feet, and gods of diligence. Sometimes Su Ming doesn't know what price to offer.

I can't help but sigh that black sword's vision is really unique. These people can only be slaves if they are caught and raised.

But at least the death knell can sign an intelligence agreement with them for thousands of years. It is not a loss to ask them for information about their planet.

”Name.”

Su Ming lowered his head and filled in the routine items on the document, and casually asked another God who came before him.

”Guguguqua, I'm the God of acrobatics. I'm good at throwing the ball.”

A green skin, with four legs and four arms, and the face of a frog God answered.

”Well?” Su Ming looked up and saw a face with a flattering smile. He also laughed: ”you wait on one side. I'll arrange VIP service for you later.”

The frog God's heart pounded. The red eyepiece of the death knell gave out an unknown light. He felt that he had been seen through. But the death knell calls for the next one. He can only stand by and wait with fear.Until all the gods were sent away, the supreme mage picked up the artifact on the table, slowly wiped the blade in his hand, tilted his head and looked at him silently.

The atmosphere was getting colder and colder, until the master with moustache, who was in charge of opening the portal, came to me with tears.

”What are you doing with this guy?”

Monak has launched many extra long-distance transmissions, and his children have died a lot, and now they are very sad.

Su Ming turned the God killer into a drill and a pair of scissors: ”this boy wants to cheat me. He says he is the God of acrobatics.”

”Do you know him?” Monak looked up and down at the frog and thought that there was no problem. His four arms were really suitable for acrobatics: ”what kind of evil god is it?”