Chapter 946 Begging for Mercy

What Mo Wentian despised the most was people like Qi Yun, who would abandon everyone and leave alone when encountering danger.

But now, when we need everyone, I think of others.

"how……"

"how so?"

"This is impossible!"

Qi Yun looked towards the ground, and when he saw the orc disciples who had been frozen into ice sculptures, his body immediately went limp.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

"Little bastard, all the people of your orc clan are already in the hands of this emperor!"

"The emperor will give you another chance now, agree to the conditions of the emperor, or die!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Qi Yun and said coldly.

"I……"

"Don't kill me, I agree to your terms."

Looking at the disciples frozen into ice sculptures one by one, the last bit of hope in Qi Yun's heart was shattered.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, and that is to survive.

The previous dignity and status are no longer important to Qi Yun in his heart, the important thing is to survive.

At this moment, he has already forgotten that he is a strong man in the late stage of Tianwang, and Mo Wentian is just a consummated Tianjun.

One must know that an ordinary Heavenly Monarch who is consummated can easily be killed in front of a strong man in the later stage of Heavenly King.

But at this moment, Qi Yun, after experiencing Mo Wentian beheading five hundred heavenly monarchs with one sword, and turning around and returning, seeing all the ten thousand orc disciples turned into ice sculptures, Qi Yun didn't have any thoughts in his heart. He just wants to survive.

"Now you want to agree to my conditions, but it's not that simple!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose, and he said coldly.

"you……"

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Qi Yun panicked in his heart, looked at Mo Wentian, and hurriedly said in panic.

It seemed that he was afraid that Mo Wentian would go back on his word and beheaded him.

"It's nothing interesting, it's just that the Emperor originally gave you two choices, but you chose the first one!"

"Choose that you want to survive, and choose the second option. Of course, you need to pay some price!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with an evil smile on his face.

Qi Yun wanted to survive, but Mo Wentian would not be so kind and let Qi Yun go back on his promises to survive.

Although the figures in the dark didn't show up, Mo Wentian knew very well that there were many forces in the dark watching him.

And if he wants to be king in this ancient relic, and let his Heaven Devouring God Kingdom become the king of the ancient relic, then he must establish his prestige.

"cost?"

"I've already agreed to your terms, what else do you want?"

Hearing this, Qi Yun's entire body couldn't help shaking.

"If you want to survive, the price you have to pay is actually very simple!"

"You just need to send a voice transmission to your great elder father and ask him to send his disciples to deliver 15,000 king-level artifacts and 100,000 elixir!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised an evil smile, but his voice was full of indifference.

"Fifteen thousand king-level artifacts?"

"Didn't it only cost 10,000 just now?"

Qi Yun was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, his face was full of impressive words.

"Five thousand pieces is interest!"

"It's the interest you have spent on the Emperor's time!"

The arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense, and he said in a cold voice.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Accept the emperor's conditions, or die!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

"I……"

In Qi Yun's heart, there was some hesitation.

It's not that he doesn't want to live, but 15,000 pieces of king-level artifacts, plus 100,000 plants of fourth-level elixir, not to mention, these things are equivalent to a quarter of the beast race.

In other words, if these things are really given to Mo Wentian, it will strengthen the strength of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.

And the increase in strength of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom must not be a good thing for his orc clan.

"how?"

"It seems that you want to die!"

Mo Wentian looked at Qi Yun's delay in responding, so he said in a cold voice.

At the same time, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword also appeared in Mo Wentian's hands, and above the Heaven Devouring Divine Kingdom, the sword light flickered endlessly.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body also grew rapidly at this moment, and the billowing power was even more vast.

"In that case, I will fulfill you!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian slashed towards Qi Yun with his sword.

"No……"

"I agree to your terms, don't kill me!"

"Don't kill me, I promise you anything!"

Seeing the divine sword that spread the breath of death coming towards him in the void, Qi Yun came back to his senses in an instant, knelt on the ground, and said hastily.

"That's good!"

Hearing Qi Yun agree, in the void, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up.

The next moment, Mo Wentian put away the Heaven Devouring Sword, and appeared beside Qi Yun in a flash, reached out and patted Qi Yun's head, and said with a sneer.

It looked like patting an obedient pug.

It's just that Qi Yun knelt on the ground, and fierce lights flickered in his eyes.

"What is the son of the great elder? What is the strong man in the late stage of the king? He is clearly a useless person!"

"In order to survive, I really can do anything!"

"What's the difference between him now and a pug?"

"He was originally a dog, a bully, a dog who is now begging for mercy from the emperor!"

...

Seeing Qi Yun kneeling in front of Mo Wentian and begging for mercy, a discussion broke out in the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.

"Since you have agreed to the emperor's conditions, why don't you hurry up and transmit the sound!"

"Tell your father, that old bastard, this emperor limits your beast clan to send things to the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom within three days. If you don't deliver them within three days, then you will die!"

"It's not just you, these disciples of your orc clan will all die too!"

The next moment Mo Wentian looked at Qi Yun, his eyes were full of coldness, and said in a cold voice.

The cold and piercing voices came to Qi Yun's ears, and Qi Yun felt a chill all over his back.

"I……"

"I'll send a sound transmission to my dad right away!"

In the next moment, Qi Yun said hastily without the slightest hesitation.

Immediately, he took out a sound-transmitting talisman with a faint light from his bosom, followed Mo Wentian's instructions, and added the words of crying for survival.

"Emperor, the sound transmission talisman has passed!"

Qi Yun knelt on the ground, looked at Mo Wentian, and said respectfully.

"Um!"

"Chi Xiao, take him down to me, and show me well, without my order, don't let him out!"

Mo Wentian hummed lightly, and in the next moment, he seemed to think of something, and said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Chi Xiao hurried forward and said respectfully.