Isis's Request!

Starting with a tiny movement, Sandrius charged directly at the Sword Forger.

Meanwhile, 009 walked straight up to Isis, with the Snow Woman and the Insect Mother following behind him.

Upon seeing 009, Isis neither flinched nor avoided him, but instead covered her lips with her hand. "Oh my, could this be... the legendary Chaos Splitter himself?"

"Stop acting, we've met before," 009 said coldly.

Isis smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, but you look slightly different every time I see you, so I always have to confirm."

"So, what brings you here, Lord Splitter?"

Is she so sure 009 is looking for her?

But 009 was too lazy to bother with it. "Do me a favor, and I'll owe you one."

Isis laughed and said, "Sure, but one favor isn't enough to pay for five lives."

"You don't need to look at me like that. I'm still very well-informed. You really value your subordinates. I'm so envious."

009 frowned. "Don't beat around the bush with me. Just tell me what you want."

Isis smiled and nodded. "Okay, my request is simple: one person's life in exchange for you not attacking the Dragon Alliance for a hundred years."

"To show my sincerity, I can resurrect two people for you first. As for the remaining three, I will resurrect one of them every hundred years."

This request isn't excessive; at least it's within 009's acceptable range.

009's ability to accept the greatest possible concessions is a crown.

But there was one thing he couldn't understand.

"The Dragon Alliance has nothing to do with you. You could have made some more outrageous demands, or demands that would have been more advantageous to you."

"Why do you insist on helping the Dragon Alliance? What good will it do you to let them live for 900 years?"

Faced with 009's questioning, Isis replied with a faint smile, "You're right, so my proposal is actually not to help the Dragon God Alliance, but to help myself."

009: "Even if it drags on for 900 years, I don't think the other fifth-tier beings can fight me. Have you thought it through?"

"If I grant you a favor, I can guarantee your safety until the end of the game, or even let you join the Chaos Splitter, or even let me help you kill a Sequence, that's not out of the question."

Are you sure you want to give up this opportunity?

Isis said, "Yes, my demands will not change."

Upon hearing this, 009 turned his head and saw a murderous intent flash in the Snow Woman's eyes. She suddenly raised her right hand, as if to unleash Absolute Freeze.

However, 009 grabbed her wrist. "What are you going to do?"

The Snow Woman looked at 009 and said, "There's no need to accept her proposal. I can just take her down and force her to resurrect Arthur and the others."

009 shook his head; it wasn't that he hadn't thought about it.

But what if Isis refuses to comply and it ends in a fight to the death?

By repeatedly testing the limits of human nature—both its good and evil, and even its survival instincts—you will discover the stark differences between people.

Some people would rather die than live in dishonor; some people will do anything to survive; and some people take life and death lightly, thinking that death is the worst that can happen.

"300 years is nothing. I can wait that long. Even if there are only 100 years left, it will be enough for me to destroy the Dragon God Alliance."

"At least when it comes to resurrecting Arthur and the others, I don't want any unexpected changes or complications, understand?"

Upon hearing this, the Snow Woman lowered her right hand. "Okay..."

Having witnessed this, Isis clasped her hands together and said, "Then, it's settled, right? I can revive two people for you first."

"You must already have someone in mind, right?"

Upon hearing this, 009 looked at the Sword Forger was fighting with Sandrius.

"A swift and decisive victory."

Upon hearing 009's words, the Sword Forger plunged the red sword Blood Fang directly into his chest!

In an instant, his body began to swell, growing to a height of about two meters. At the same time, his muscles strained against his armor, and his eyes turned blood red.

He then grabbed Hundred Slashes and activated the Divine Steed's power, causing his speed to increase dramatically once again!

"Oh well!"

Bump!

Before Sandrius could react to the sudden change in the Sword Forger's speed, a sword light sliced through his body!

Pfft!

Blood splattered as Sandrius was cut in half at the waist, the Sword Forger's figure flashing past and leaving countless clearly visible afterimages.

He grabbed his sword and turned to slash again!

Unexpectedly, countless long, thin blood spikes suddenly gushed out from the severed ends of Sandrius's body!

As the blood spikes came hurtling towards him, the Sword Forger immediately thought of someone!

"The True Ancestor's power?"

When it comes to manipulating blood for attacks, the first person that comes to mind is definitely 008.

However, these blood spikes are nothing compared to the Absolute Sever!

The Sword Forger once again swung his Hundred Slashes, severing all the gushing blood spikes, and charged at Sandrius once more!

As a result, Sandrius's upper and lower body were suddenly pulled together by blood tendrils, and miraculously healed.

"It's just Absolute Sever, do you really think it's that strong?"

Absolute Sever is simply a severance; it doesn't possess the ability to prevent wounds from healing like the God-Slaying Spear, nor does it have Instant Death Meme.

Physical attacks like slicing are fine against ordinary sequences, but they are somewhat ineffective against sequences like Blood Clan, which have the ability to regenerate limbs and have super healing abilities.

Sandrius is a freak, possessing some Blood Clan abilities, combined with the trinity of Dark Elf and ordinary elves.

It possesses both exceptional talent and potential, the healing abilities of the Blood Clan, and none of the weaknesses of ordinary Blood Clan.

He grinned, then stomped his foot on the ground, and countless black thorns covered in blood-red barbs burst forth from the earth!

The Sword Forger unleashed his Hundred Slashes ability, combined with the speed of his Divine Steed, to cut through all the black thorns. However, a black thorn that attacked from behind caught him off guard!

Puff!

Black thorns surged from behind and pierced his shoulder, Sword Forger turned around and slashed them off!

He wanted to attack again, but felt a sudden sluggishness in his body.

Is this thorn poisonous?

The Sword Forger immediately realized that Sandrius' black thorns contained some kind of poison, and this poison was extremely potent!

An ordinary third-tier body would likely die instantly, while even a fourth-tier body would become noticeably sluggish and stiff.

The Sword Forger assessed his condition with just a brief moment. "My shoulder feels stiff, like it's necrotic, and the poison is still spreading..."

Dark purple lines gradually crawled all over half of the Sword Forger's body, even spreading to his right cheek.

The Sword Forger gritted his teeth, "It seems... I really am not suited for fighting."

Sandrius approached him step by step. "Is that all? I know a lot more."

As the poison spread further, the Sword Forger knelt on the ground, propping himself up with his sword, his face ashen.

Sandrius stepped forward and grabbed the Sword Forger by the neck. The Sword Forger's face turned even more ugly, and the sword fell from his hand. Even Blood Fang was disintegrated.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Sandrius's wrists.

But to be honest, his strength is nowhere near that of Sandrius.

With that little wrist strength, it wouldn't even be enough for Sandrius to tickle.

"Is that all the strength you have, you old man?"

Sandrius lifted the Sword Forger with one hand with remarkable ease.

However, the Sword Forger laughed and said, "Would you like to guess what my sequence name is?"