Chapter 575

Therefore, Mo Fan was very confident in his words. If the other party was willing to help, he must have some ulterior motive.

The only person who might interest a Purgatory King was Blood Blade, the God of Death, who was also a Purgatory King and qualified to compete for the throne of the Lord of Purgatory.

After ruling out all the impossibilities, the one that remained was the truth. The other party had been coming for Blood Blade from the beginning.

Sure enough, when Orwell heard Mo Fan's words, he did not have any intention of refutation or denial. Instead, he nodded directly, just like he did just now.

"Yes, that's right. My Lord wants to find a strong ally for himself in this fight. At least before the final decisive battle comes, the existence of an ally is very necessary."

"My Lord means that they join forces to kill all other kings. Finally, compete fairly for the throne of the Lord of Purgatory.

In this way, they can avoid being eliminated early at the beginning of the fight, which is beneficial to both sides."

"If you agree to this cooperation, then in today's battle, I will do my best to help you win."

"Your master is really good at calculating. This cooperation sounds good. It can greatly increase the success rate of Blood Blade's competition for the throne of the Lord of Purgatory."

"However, to put it bluntly, it's just your master who wants to find a free and powerful thug."

"Kill other kings, and then compete fairly in the end. "If he doesn't turn hostile in advance or find an opportunity to stab Blood Blade in the back, I won't believe it even if I kill myself." "If he really reaches the end, he will definitely get rid of Blood Blade first, not the last few Purgatory Kings. This is obvious." "Unless Blood Blade completely gives up the fight for the Purgatory Lord's throne and willingly and unrewardedly charges and acts as a thug, this situation will definitely happen in the end." "With a simple move, he can get the help of a powerful foreign aid. This is a very profitable plan. It's really a good plan." Mo Fan showed no mercy and directly revealed the other party's true purpose and plan. Orwell still didn't refute, but admitted it in disguise. Following Mo Fan's words, he asked again: "So what is your decision?"

Mo Fan was silent for about two seconds, and finally nodded gently, uttering three words concisely. "I agree."

"Sir, you made the right choice. Very good, then the cooperation is reached, and I will also fulfill my promise. I will clear these obstacles for you at the order of my Lord."

Mo Fan nodded and finally threw down a sentence.

"In this case, then I will trouble the Knight Captain. I hope you will do your best and don't work without effort. If you dare to deceive me, I don't mind going to Purgatory in person, turning it upside down, and killing through the entire plane. I am also a god-level strongman, don't doubt my words."

Threat, Mo Fan, this is a naked warning threat. The voice and tone are neither cold, nor sharp, nor aggressive.

There is only extreme calmness, but the more so, the more it gives people a feeling that he is not joking, and is really stating a fact.

This made people feel more fearful and they dared not take his words as wind.

Orwell was obviously like this. He did not let Mo Fan's words go in one ear and out the other. Instead, he nodded solemnly and responded: "I understand. Don't worry."

"But please remember that since you have agreed to cooperate, please do not break the agreement afterwards. As long as you don't want to be an enemy of Purgatory, don't do stupid things."

Mo Fan didn't say anything else. He silently looked away, then slowly retreated, and his figure disappeared into the deeper darkness. The soul mist dissipated, completely covering his figure.

After throwing harsh words to each other, Orwell did not delay any longer. Holding a gun in one hand and a huge meteor hammer in the other, he suddenly urged the undead dragon under his seat and rushed into the battlefield with a roar, ready to kill.

There are only 12 knight guards like Orwell in Purgatory, and he is one of them.

As a being who has his own name and even title in a place like Purgatory, his strength is self-evident, and he is indeed strong enough.

After driving the magic dragon into the battlefield, he shook his spear. The spear came out like a dragon, and suddenly pierced through the flying zombie that was fighting with Haoyue God Killing Wolf Xiaotian. Then he shook it again and threw it away.

He swung the meteor hammer in his left hand, and it suddenly smashed down with the sound of the iron chain rubbing against it..

With a sound of puff and snap, the flying zombie's head was smashed like a broken watermelon and exploded directly.

All kinds of disgusting sticky things splashed everywhere. The smell of rottenness spread in an instant.

The flying zombie would not die, but this blow obviously hurt it badly. Its condition dropped to an extremely low level.

Then, Orwell drove the dead dragon to fly high in the sky. Following the method, with a spear in the right hand and a hammer in the left hand, he directly helped the dark thunder blood god bat Xiaofei to repel the eagle queen and also dealt a heavy blow to her.

The dead dragon was not idle either, turning its head and spewing out a poisonous dragon breath. It shot in another direction like a light cannon. There was a bang, and then a shrill scream.

The psychic black cat that was pressing step by step and trapping the dream star sea butterfly was directly blown away by this huge poisonous dragon breath.

One claw was gone on the spot, and not only that, he also had a negative status of poisoning. Suffering continuous damage, this kind of poison, even if he is a dead spirit, he can't completely resist it.

Who made the dead dragon stronger than him in overall combat power? This means that the undead toxin it possesses is stronger than the psychic black cat.

An expert knows whether it is effective or not as soon as he makes a move. It can only be said that he is worthy of being a dragon knight, worthy of being a god-level peak strongman who can have the title.

If he doesn't make a move, it's fine. Once he makes a move, he will destroy the opponent's three main forces. This strength is really terrifying.

It is indeed an existence that is infinitely close to the peak of the god level. The real combat power is no less than the three-legged golden crow that Mo Fan and his team fought against. Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve such a terrifying record in an instant.

The dark group, which was originally under great pressure, successfully reversed it in an instant.

The pressure on Mo Fan's side was greatly reduced, and the balance of victory seemed to begin to tilt towards them.

"Not bad. Although it cost a little, it doesn't seem to be a big loss. At least the strength of the hired thugs this time is indeed worthy of recognition."

Mo Fan, who was once again hidden in the depths of darkness, saw the amazing performance of the Abyss Dragon Knight Orwell. After a moment of silence, he finally gave this pertinent comment.

"This guy is really tough and sharp. With one spear and one hammer, he charges left and right, blocking east and killing west. Riding a giant dragon, after just one round of charging, the situation on the front battlefield has changed dramatically."

"This is the real high-end combat power, which can play a role in a battle. No matter how many small fish there are, they are still small fish in the end?"

"If there are many ants, they may be able to bite an elephant to death, but they can never bite a giant dragon to death."

"At this time, it is understandable why a large number of beastmasters only specialize in training two or three, or even a single beast. Especially when personal financial strength is not good and conditions are limited, they often make such a choice, which is not unreasonable."

"No matter how much sand and gravel there are, it is just sand and gravel after all. It is better to do our best to create a diamond."

"The real high-end combat power can play a huge role in a battle."

"The effect is quite good. Master, is this equivalent to selling the blood blade?" Qian Huan first affirmed Mo Fan's words. After a pause, he asked in a low voice with some hesitation.

"This is what Xue Ren meant. I just asked for his opinion, and he agreed. Otherwise, I wouldn't agree. I know this is dangerous, so how could I force my beast control on this matter unless it was absolutely necessary?"

Faced with Qian Huan's hesitation, Mo Fan chose to show his hand directly and said frankly, which was a reassurance to the former.

"I see, that's good." Thinking of Mo Fan's silence for a few seconds before, Qian Huan immediately reacted.

So that's it, it turns out that the reason why Mo Fan was silent at that time was that he was communicating with Xue Ren through the soul contract!

Then there is no problem, Qian Huan is completely relieved.

Considering Xue Ren's temper and personality, it is normal for him to agree to such a thing without hesitation.

Mo Fan also rubbed his forehead at this time, and sighed again: "It is impossible to win today's battle without paying some price. The current situation is better than I expected, and I can't ask for too much at the moment."

Qian Huan was silent. What Mo Fan said was indeed true. Although it was a bit heartbreaking, it was undeniable.

Look at Xiaotian, the Haoyue God-killing Wolf, who had already started the Heavenly Demon Awakening and was destined to drop several levels, and then look at the Death God Shura Blood Blade who resolutely decided to take risks for everyone, and other partners who gritted their teeth and fought hard.

It must be admitted that Mo Fan's choice was not wrong. There is nothing more important than winning today's battle and defeating Bai Pianran.

Successfully survived today's battle,This is the most important thing. If you can't survive, all the other things are just empty talk.

Okay, at least everyone is willing to fight. The master has also tried his best.

Qian Huan thought so in his heart.

At this moment, in such a critical moment, Mo Fan can still consider the feelings of the beastmaster and is willing to actively seek his opinions instead of making choices for him arbitrarily and selfishly. This is really much better than most beastmasters.

Mo Fan has tried his best to put himself in everyone's shoes. He has tried his best. If they ask for more, it would be too much.

Qian Huan said no more, refocused his mind, and released his talent move, the evil god dusk. Assist the blood moon puppet Xiao Mu to fight against the bride of the underworld.

With two against one, it is not a problem to suppress the opponent.

Xiao Mu has successfully trapped the opponent with the blood moon cage just now. He is trying to control it with puppet strings and turn it into his own puppet. Once Qian Huan joins the battle, the opponent will have no chance to turn the tables.

The situation seems to be getting better. But Mo Fan knows very well that things will never end so easily.

Bai Pianran has been preparing for so long, how could he lose so easily? That doesn't make sense at all.