The smile at the corners of Qin Chuan's mouth had not completely faded when he turned to look at Dies Martin, who was squatting nearby.
The Lord of Lies felt uncomfortable under his gaze. He instinctively clutched the Extreme Ice Divine Artifact he had just stuffed into his robes a little tighter and shuffled half a step backward.
"Dark Shadow, don't smile like that. It's creepy." Dies Martin swallowed, his tone extremely wary.
"Old Ma, don't be such a stranger. I just remembered something happy." Qin Chuan folded his arms and looked down at him. "All right, back to business. The Extreme Ice Queen made quite a scene over at Bear Country's side. She directly sacrificed the players in an entire battlefield and force-fed a batch of Upper Gods into existence."
Dies Martin's expression turned serious.
"Creating gods? Forcibly ripening Upper Gods with mortal souls? She's lost her mind!" Dies Martin's eyes widened. "That kind of reckless shortcut consumes all the most vital Origin Essence of a Divine Kingdom! She's even thrown in her entire fortune, planning to go all-in and finish things with you in one decisive battle?"
"Whether she plans to finish things quickly or not, at least she has more high-end combat power under her command than I do right now." Qin Chuan ignored Dies Martin's shock and changed tack. "So I need to expand my recruitment too."
Qin Chuan took a step forward.
"You said before that several old-generation Demon Gods were still alive in the Abyss. How far have you gotten?"
Hearing that Qin Chuan was not going to confiscate his equipment, Dies Martin immediately returned to his merchant-like composure. He straightened his exquisite formal attire and rubbed his hands together.
"I've been handling this all along. The script was written ages ago; only the