Chapter 1688 Tremble! Night Blade

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In just a moment, Babasha accepted Prince Nightblade's love and responded with a more passionate reaction. She picked up Prince Nightblade with her fangs bared, grinned, and stuffed him into her stinking armpit, then walked into the tent with an excited and strange smile.

Soon, Prince Nightblade's scream of excitement and pain came from the tent: "Princess, don't, be gentle~ No, be rougher, more rougher."

All kinds of dirty words floated in the night sky.

"Hiss~ This is really too hot for the ears." Zhang Weidao trembled with horror, "The hell world is really too dangerous and too scary. I want to go back to Earth~"

"Too disgusting."

Several women from Earth blushed and blocked their ears with energy. This level of disgust almost made them vomit. The beautiful and pretty eyes stared at Wang Yan fiercely.

Wang Yan rolled his eyes, what does this have to do with me? It's not me who created the disgusting scene. This is obviously Belica's work.

Huh? Where is Belica?

The instigator, Mayan High Priest Belica, had already been disgusted to the side and vomited. Belica secretly swore that she would never use the Great Prophecy to do such disgusting things again in her life.

"Satan." The Dark Demon God Mammon was so angry that he trembled all over. He didn't know how many years he hadn't felt such anger.

He roared at the Hell Demon God Satan: "To what extent do you want your son to humiliate this demon god?"

In the heart of the demon god Satan, there was only one word, cool!

His baby son was so capable that he could make the old thief Mammon so angry. If he could directly anger him to death, it would be even cooler. He said with a smile: "Mammon, my son Moyan did not humiliate you. The essence of the Ten Thousand Touched Beast was not taken out by my son. Besides, now even a fool can see that the boy Night Blade collected the essence of the Ten Thousand Touched Beast, clearly coveting your Princess An Ge. My son helped you expose the conspiracy of the father and son of Night Fury Night Blade, not only did you not thank him, but you even resented him~"

The dark demon Mammon was surrounded by terrifying dark magic, and the dharma of the Galaxy Giant Scorpion was about to be revealed.

Night Blade was pursuing Princess An Ge, how could he not know as a demon?

In fact, at the beginning, Mammon's selfishness also secretly supported this result. If Prince Night Blade really won the heart of his daughter, with his daughter's ability, he would naturally be able to easily control Night Blade.

Controlling Night Blade is equivalent to controlling the entire Night Demon Clan.

This is extremely beneficial for her future inheritance and sitting firmly on the position of the demon.

But the problem is that Princess An Ge herself seems unwilling to do so. She just dealt with Prince Ye Ren and didn't say a word.

It is estimated that Ye Ren has lost his patience and started to resort to unscrupulous means.

What made Mammon even more angry was that he was optimistic about Ye Ren. He was young, ambitious, resourceful, and had good potential in the future. But he was repeatedly defeated by the boy Mo Yan, not only embarrassing himself, but also revealing his ugly appearance.

Disappointment, anger, disgust and other emotions filled Mammon's heart.

He glared at the demon god Satan with envy and hatred. How could this old thing be so lucky to have such an excellent son who was many times stronger than Ye Ren.

"I surrender for Nightblade." Dark Mammon was a demon after all, and he suppressed his emotions. "Our three demons will work together to move Nightblade's army out of the competition circle."

Demon Satan rolled his eyes: "Our rules are that the commander must surrender on his own, or all of them must be annihilated before it counts. Nightblade was just captured, and he didn't say he wanted to surrender. Maybe there is still a chance to turn the tables. Mammon, you are not qualified to surrender for him."

Dark Demon Mammon rolled his eyes. In this situation, there is still a chance of a comeback?

"You two should be patient. Satan is right. We three demons cannot interfere in the competition at will." Fallen Demon Samael said calmly, "It's just that this game is too weird. We can ask Mo Yan's opinion. Whether to let him go or catch him, we have to listen to him."

Although Dark Demon Mammon was unwilling, he couldn't violate the Styx oath for a mere Nightblade and suffer a terrible backlash.

Soon, the collective will of the three demons fell into Wang Yan's ears.

"No." Wang Yan responded directly, "Prince Nightblade's army still has more than half of its combat power. I only need to use a little trick to make these captives work for me and launch an attack on Asmodeus. This is also a very reasonable tactic, right?"

Hiss! ?

The demon god Mammon and Samael both took a breath of cold air. Isn't this Mo Yan kid too vicious?

The living combat power can be used as cannon fodder. The dead Night Demons can also be collected as materials. This is a business that will not lose money for Mo Yan, so why let them go?

As for the commander Prince Nightblade saying that he would admit defeat, hehe, of course there are ways to prevent him from doing so.

At this time, the audience of the Night Demon Clan was anxious.

The army led by Prince Nightblade was mostly made up of noble children of the Night Demon Clan. If they fought uprightly and died on the battlefield, whether they lost or won, it would be the glory of the Night Demon Clan.

But if they were driven to be cannon fodder and used as materials after death, many Night Demon nobles could not stand it. They clamored and passed the pressure to the Night Demon King.

The Night Demon King was also very depressed and angry. First, it was because of the exaggerated things that Mo Yan did to his son. Second, if so many young talents of the Night Demon Clan were allowed to die unjustly, I am afraid that the Night Demon Clan would be divided.

Although he was extremely aggrieved, the Night Demon King had to stand up and say: "Your Majesty the three demon gods, I, Ye Sha, am willing to negotiate with His Highness Mo Yan on behalf of the Night Demon Clan. As long as he is willing to let Ye Ren and my fellow Night Demon Clan members go, I, Ye Sha, am willing to pay enough compensation."

Paying money to redeem people is the only choice for the Night Demon King.

"Redemption is also possible." Through the exclusive of the demon gods, Wang Yanfeng said with a light smile, "Those who can survive on the battlefield and be captured are all excellent talents, and I, Mo Yan, also think highly of them. How about this, these living Night Demon Clan troops can be redeemed for three million magic crystals."

"Three million?"

The Night Demon King was shocked. This was not too much, but too little. Originally, he thought that without 10 or 20 million magic crystals, he would not be able to impress the Mo Yan boy this time.

Immediately, he nodded quickly and said, "Three million magic crystals, okay, deal."

The other nobles of the Night Demon Clan also felt a little incredible. That "ferocious" Lord Mo Yan was so easy to talk to? For a time, many nobles of the Night Demon Clan weakened their hostility towards Mo Yan.

The people of the Purgatory Demon Clan were a little unconvinced. After all, Lord Mo Yan was born in the wild and had little experience. With the wealth of the Night Demon King, it would be distressing for him to take out tens of millions of magic crystals.

"As for Prince Night Blade~" Wang Yan laughed, "He is now the son-in-law of the Ogre Tribe, the Giant Hammer Tribe, and he is so happy that he won't be released."

"Ah?"

The face of the Night Demon King turned pale all of a sudden. In his heart, the weight of the hundreds of young talents of the Night Demon Clan added together was far less than that of Prince Night Blade alone.

And the phrase "son-in-law of the Ogre" made him even more furious. If it were possible, he would have rushed in and fought with Mo Yan for his life. But at this moment, he could only pinch his nose and say: "Your Highness Mo Yan, I am willing to invest 10 million magic crystals to redeem Night Blade."

"10 million? No, no, no, you underestimate the value of our ogre tribe's son-in-law." Wang Yan said seriously, "Our Babasa Giant Hammer likes Night Blade very much."

Damn it!

Faced with such insults and all kinds of strange looks around him, the Night Demon King almost collapsed, but for the sake of his son's life, he had to raise the price and said: "Fifteen million magic crystals."

"One hundred million magic crystals." Wang Yan said loudly, "As long as one hundred million magic crystals, I will let Babasa Giant Hammer reluctantly give up."

*&*%

The Night Demon King burst into crazy swear words in his heart, and really wanted to turn around and leave. One hundred million magic crystals, why don't you go and rob it? If he really has to pay one hundred million magic crystals, he would rather give birth to a few more.

Of course, there is no need to give birth to more.

Ye Ren still has several brothers and sisters. Although they are far less outstanding than Ye Ren, the resources of 100 million magic crystals can easily push them to the semi-god level.

"Patriarch, just admit it. Isn't it just 100 million?"

"Yes, patriarch. You are the patriarch of the entire Night Demon Clan. You have been in charge of the Night Demon Clan for so many years. You can still take out 100 million magic crystals, right?"

The noble elders under the command of the Great Demon King Ye Sha began to persuade Ye Sha. The 100 million magic crystals mentioned by each of them seemed to be worthless, just a pile of stones on the side of the road.

Suddenly, the Great Demon King Ye Sha figured it out. Why did Mo Yan price hundreds of Night Demon Clan youths so low and Ye Ren so high?

This is differentiation, blatantly dividing his Night Demon Clan.

If Ye Sha does not agree to the conditions, Mo Yan can naturally close the ransom channel in anger, and no one will come back.

But if he, the Night Demon, paid the ransom of 100 million magic crystals, he would have to bear it himself, because that was the ransom for redeeming Night Blade, and there was no reason to share it with the nobles.

If he relied on force and power to forcibly share the 100 million, he, the Great Demon King of Night Demon, would naturally be able to do it as he had accumulated power for a long time. However, it would inevitably cause complaints from the entire clan, and huge conflicts and explosions would occur within the clan, which would sow troubles for the future. This was also a consequence that the Great Demon King of Night Demon could not afford.

"Okay, good boy." The Night Demon King laughed in anger, "One hundred million magic crystals, good, very good, this time I, the Night Demon, admit defeat. You release the people, and I, the Night Demon, will pay after the Hell Conference is over."

"No." Wang Yan's attitude was very firm, "Thank you for the 103 million magic crystals. I will release the people immediately after paying my father."

"Pay in cash?" The Night Demon King was furious, "Mo Yan, are you kidding me? I have to sell my assets to get so many magic crystals. You want me to pay now, what can this great demon king pay with?"

"Then borrow it, ask your compatriots, ask your demon king. If you don't want to, forget it." No matter what, Wang Yan was determined not to be credited. Especially for enemies like Night Blade Night Demon, what if they owe you money and then refuse to pay it back?

The nobles of the Night Demon Clan were not happy with this and hurriedly began to persuade the Night Demon King that everyone still had some valuables when they went out, and they could lend them to the Night Demon King in the name of the Night Demon Clan leader.

They were really afraid that Mo Yan would be furious and directly close the ransom channel. You know, it was very cheap for them to redeem the outstanding offspring in the family. It was only a few thousand magic crystal coins per person.

Under strong pressure, even the Night Demon King had to bow his head and start to raise money and resources. If the magic crystal coins were not enough, Wang Yan also agreed that he could use some at least holy weapon-level weapons and equipment, as well as rare resources to fill the gap.

Even so, the Night Demon King only gathered more than 80 million magic crystals and resources on the spot, and then the Dark Demon God Mammon had to help him fill the hole, and then angrily handed all the resources to the Demon God Satan.

"Demon God Satan, you really gave birth to a good son." Dark Demon God Mammon sneered, "You can make so much money just by participating in a hell meeting."

"Haha, it's just so-so, my son Mo Yan still needs to grow up." Demon God Satan smiled, this huge sum of money, for him as a demon, is a huge sum of money.

My precious son just played tricks and cut such a big piece of meat from the Dark Demon Realm.

This son has a promising future.

"Mo Yan boy is not simple." Fallen Demon God Samael also sighed slightly. The ransom proposal proposed by Mo Yan was simply a stroke of genius, forcing the Night Demon King to give up so many resources.

If Mo Yan put the ransom of Night Blade and hundreds of Night Demons together, he would be lucky to get 30 to 40 million resources in the end.

After Wang Yan waited for the Demon God Satan to confirm that the ransom had been received, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, Your Majesty Mammon, please teleport the people out at any time."

"Hmph!"

The voice of the Dark Demon God Mammon sounded in Wang Yan's ears, "Stinky boy, this god will remember you."

As soon as the voice fell, a vast divine power surged, and the Night Demon captives, including Prince Night Blade, turned into a ray of light and disappeared in the battlefield.

"Your Majesty Mammon, take care." Wang Yan smiled and greeted without fear.

The Demon God Mammon didn't even bother to pay any more attention to Wang Yan at this time, and he just left after a hum.

"Cool, this time I'm rich." Zhang Weidao and others cheered.

More than 100 million magic crystals, this is an astronomical amount of wealth, this is wealth that even the demon gods will look at. The most important thing is that more super soldiers can be mass-produced through transformation.

The more armies Wang Yan can control, the stronger they are, and the greater the cost of fighting against the abyss army.

The pressure facing the earth is too great. The abyss is a world with demon gods and legends. If the earth cannot rise strongly, I am afraid that it can only become a slave of the abyss demons for generations.

This is also why the goddess Shiva and others are willing to follow Wang Yan and fight in the hell plane. The burden of responsibility has unknowingly been pressed on them.

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