Chapter 1622 - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1622: 446 Dark Divine Kingdom and Loving Father Matthew_4 “I also incurred Matthew’s grudge, that necromancer is narrow-minded, and his desire for revenge is extremely strong. I suffered a huge loss because of it!” “As we agreed before, you must give me the God of Murder’s Holy Artifact as compensation!” In two opposite corners stood little Ingram and Audacia (Mother of Black Dragon). In response to Sener’s complaints, Audacia appeared indifferent, while little Ingram smiled and said, “Relax, Mr. Sener, I take responsibility for every member of my team.” Sener scoffed and said: ... “What about Li Ang?” Little Ingram replied earnestly: “That was an accident, and I swear I’ll make Matthew pay the price—a price of life, so you don’t have to worry about him causing you trouble.” Sener said displeasedly: “But that’s no excuse for you to delay giving me the artifact.” “You promised me yourself that as long as I led you to that group’s lair, you would hand over the Holy Artifact with both hands.” Little Ingram’s smile gradually took on a taunting edge: “Mr. Sener, I have always been a man who keeps his word.” “But times change, do you understand? “You don’t seem to be in a very good state right now, and it seems you’re not in any position to negotiate with me…” Sener’s face changed color. Little Ingram continued reassuringly: “But rest assured, I won’t hurt you.” “I am a man of my word, and I will hand over the Holy Artifact as promised, but definitely not now!” “I hope you understand my predicament—I need to ensure your loyalty is always with us. What if you take the artifact and then turn around to use it against me?” “Anyway, I assure you, you will get the Holy Artifact you desire, it just requires a bit more patience…” Upon hearing this, Sener showed an expression of extreme anger turning to laughter: “It seems you’re determined to default on your debt.” Little Ingram sighed: “Haven’t I made myself clear enough—once Urmus kills that elf, everything will be settled, and the Holy Artifact will be yours.” Sener scoffed and said: “Stop with your hypocritical facade.” “By the way, are you sure that make-shift Blood Angel can kill Tyraste? “Didn’t you see the confidence written all over that old man’s face? He’s frighteningly strong now; maybe he can even kill the Ancient Dark God!” Little Ingram immediately retorted. However, after he finished, Audacia, the usually silent Mother of Black Dragon, rarely spoke: “Mr. Ingram,” “I think Mr. Sener has a point on this matter. We might need to prepare for the worst.” Little Ingram replied unhappily: “Impossible!” “The Blood Angel is the strongest among the Holy Mark angels!” “Moreover, the battle is taking place in the Ancient Dark God’s Divine Kingdom; that elf hasn’t got any chance of victory— “Wait, who—what did you do to me?” “Give it back to me!” In that instant, Little Ingram’s waist suddenly burst into a spurt of blood flowers, and not far away, Sener’s figure appeared leisurely. He raised his right hand, and the round gold coin he was holding between his fingertips was dazzling! That was indeed one of the Three Holy Artifacts of the God of Murder— The Death Coin! It’s said that the holder of the Death Coin will bear an endless stream of bad news. But through a specific method of use, the coin’s bad omen can be transferred to someone else, thus creating one unsolved case after another, one tragedy after another. For wanderers, the greater significance of the Death Coin lies in the divine title, authority, contained within it. It even possesses a part of the divine itself! Little Ingram looked desperately to the side; the dispirited Sener he had been conversing with just a moment ago had suddenly transformed into another person. Even the space around them had undergone slight changes! Many details were different from before! “How many times have I said it, Sener.” “Illusionists can always come in handy.” Hayek pointed to the gold coin in Sener’s hand and said: “Don’t forget, that thing is half my credit.” Although Sener’s face was still pale, he was clearly very pleased at the moment. He smiled at little Ingram and said: “That stab was your punishment for going back on your word.” “This gold coin is my due reward.” “We’re even now, goodbye!” With that, He and Hayek prepared to leave. But just at that moment, An abrupt voice suddenly came from the side: “Let me borrow it!” As soon as he heard the first word, Sener instinctively tried to hide the gold coin. But it all happened too suddenly, and even with his quick reflexes, he couldn’t prevent the powerful infringement of the Tauren’s authority! With a whoosh, The coin in his hand turned into an ordinary gold coin. Not too far away, Matthew was casually holding the artifact, examining it up and down. “Matthew!?” “Give it back to me, and we’ll call it even!” Sener’s face turned very ugly. Matthew fiddled with the gold coin, then to everyone’s shock, he actually tossed the coin back to little Ingram! The latter was stunned for a moment, Then he suddenly grasped the gold coin thrown by Matthew with Mage’s Hand! “Now, you have two choices,” Matthew said to Sener with a smile: “Either run away right now, but I can guarantee, from now on, you’ll have no chance with this coin.” “Or help me kill these two, and after the deed is done, their loot is mine, and the coin is yours.”