"Oh? What use are you to me? You're merely a dying False Emperor."
Looking at the Bloody Arena's Emperor Ancestor kneeling and begging for mercy.
This man, the ruler of trillions of living beings.
Now.
He was kneeling before her, wagging his tail and begging to become her servant.
Of course.
The Golden Armored Valkyrie was not some naïve fool.
The golden short spear in her hand was not lowered.
So long as.
The Bloody Arena's Emperor Ancestor showed the slightest unusual movement, she would nail him to death with her golden spear.
"My lady, I am, after all, one of the four great powers within the Divine Realm and the true master of the Bloody Arena.
As long as you spare my life, more than ten God King powerhouses and several hundred Heavenly God experts within the Bloody Arena will all be at your command.
There will always be situations where it is inconvenient for you to show yourself, and we can naturally act on your behalf.
Although I am old.
Living another thousand years will not be a problem.
During that time, I will obey your every command."
As the Bloody Arena's Emperor Ancestor begged for mercy.
He watched the Golden Armored Valkyrie's expression, only to find that she seemed utterly unconcerned by his words.
"Furthermore... when I was young, I collected quite a great deal of fine wine.
I can offer it all to you.
I can even mobilize the Bloody Arena's forces to search throughout the entire center of the Divine Realm for every fine wine and rare vintage."
Because.
The Bloody Arena's Emperor Ancestor had caught a faint scent of wine from the Golden Armored Valkyrie.
Thus.
An idea struck him, and he decided to treat a dead horse as though it were alive.
However.