Chapter 40 Soren’s Conspiracy!
The words of the Gisz Yanki Leader seemed to touch Soren’s weaknesses, making him hesitate as well.
Ancient God Corpse!
This is an existence that many people know of, but few have the chance to encounter.
Even during the non-Saint’s Cataclysm period, many incarnations of deities liked to wander in the Astral Realm, but the probability of encountering an Ancient God Corpse is far lower than meeting Divine Bastards, Astral Beasts, and Hundred-Armed Giants. The boundless Astral Realm is unknown even to the Gods regarding its boundaries; perhaps only those deities with immense divine power can transcend the boundaries of the multiverse to see different things.
From a probabilistic standpoint, the Gisz who have drifted in the Astral Realm their whole lives have the greatest chance of encountering an Ancient God Corpse.
The Pantheon records this passage.
—”At the dawn of the multiverse, demons came uninvited!”
From that time on, the war between order and chaos began. The ancient gods and demons of the Pantheon battled at first; during that time, Obsidian Demons had not yet been born, let alone the current Tanar’ri Demons. Countless ancient demons died in the long battle, but there were also the initial Order Gods that fell, and their corpses floated in the Astral Realm, having not decayed or disappeared even after millions of years, instead shrouded in a special power, eternally drifting in the Astral Realm.
“Do you really know where the Ancient God Corpse is?”
Soren frowned and stared at the Gisz Yanki Leader; for him, the value of the Ancient God Corpse far exceeded that of a group of slaves. If the other party truly knew where the Ancient God Corpse was, then granting them freedom would be a small price to pay.
“Yes.”
The Gisz Yanki Leader nodded and said solemnly, “I swear by the name of the Gisz Silver Blade!”
It seemed to be true.
While the other party spoke, Soren cast a detect lie spell.
This was a simple trade-off, and Soren quickly made a decision, saying, “Alright! Just tell me where the Ancient God Corpse is, and I will grant you freedom!”
As a deity of the Lawful Evil faction, Soren’s promise carried far more weight than that of other gods.
However, the Gisz Yanki Leader was still very cautious, carefully saying, “It’s not that I don’t trust you, Your Excellency. But this concerns the safety of the entire clan. I still hope that Your Excellency can draft a contract.”
It seemed he was a person who understood the market.
Knowing that negotiating with an Evil God should be like signing a contract with a devil, such a contract would clearly carry more weight than a verbal oath.
Soren had no objections, directly waving his hand to draft a contract and handing it to the other party, saying solemnly, “Take a look. If there are no issues, leave a mental imprint.”
The Gisz Yanki Leader carefully read it multiple times before cautiously leaving his mental imprint.
Then, he communicated mentally to Soren a location.
A special place.
Very close to the Clockwork Nirvana Mechanical Mirror, located in a special area near the Lawful Space.
“Your Excellency, Lord of Shadows!”
After revealing the location of the Ancient God Corpse, the Gisz Yanki Leader cautiously watched Soren’s expression and slowly said, “I have now told you the location of the Ancient God Corpse, so can Your Excellency please let us go?”
Soren glanced at him, and with a wave of his hand, the golem puppets granted these Gisz Yankis freedom.
However.
Just when the Gisz Yanki Leader in front of him was filled with joy, seemingly having escaped from disaster and ready to return to the Astral Fortress, Soren frowned and said in a deep voice, “Wait!”
“I only agreed to give you freedom!”
“But I did not agree to return my spoils to you!”
At this point, Soren extended his hand, spreading his palm with the contract, a sly smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, slowly saying, “This clause is not present in the contract.”
The expression of the Gisz Yanki Leader immediately became stiff.
Indeed.
He had been thinking about how to let his people escape this calamity, but had not considered that according to Astral Realm customs, all the wealth of their clan was considered Soren’s spoils, and his demand only specified that Soren could not enslave them again, releasing them to grant them freedom, but it did not state that he needed to return the Astral Fortress to them.
d*mn Evil God!
d*mn Devil!
Although he was filled with hatred and wanted to fight Soren to the d*ath, the Gisz Yanki Leader still took a deep breath and endured it all, bowing his head submissively and saying, “Great Lord of Shadows!”
“Without the Astral Fortress, we can only become refugees in the Astral Realm; even if the master has freedom, he cannot survive.”
Without the Astral Fortress, this clan would be doomed.
The Astral Fortress is equivalent to an independent demiplane. The creation of each Astral Fortress requires Gisz Yanki’s high-level legendary spiritual sorcerers to use Creation magic to open a demiplane, which then slowly becomes the form of an Astral Fortress. Losing the fortress, the clan loses its foundation, and he, as a warlord leader, would become a refugee, rendering the recently obtained freedom meaningless.
A devil’s trick.
Everything Soren did was merely a method commonly used by devils, and as a Lawful Evil deity, using some of the evil techniques of the devils was quite justified.
Moreover!
He had not violated his own contract; he had fulfilled everything stated in the contract.
As for these Gisz Yankis not being able to leave after losing the Astral Fortress, that was not something he needed to concern himself with.
However.
The Gisz Yanki Leader in front of him was clearly a flexible person; he immediately humbled himself, bowing his head and saying, “I do not know what we need to do for Your Excellency to return the Astral Fortress to us?”
Soren’s lips curled into a smile.
He liked dealing with smart people, especially those who knew how to assess the situation. He slowly said, “This fortress is my spoils.”
“But such a large spoil clearly occupies a lot of space.”
“I think it would be a good thing if it could be sold quickly.”
Sold?
Upon hearing this, the Gisz Yanki Leader’s face twitched, feeling a pang of pain, but he still gritted his teeth and said, “If that’s the case!”
“Your Excellency might as well sell the fortress back to us!”
Gotcha.
Regardless of whether the other party was willing or unwilling, this was what Soren wanted, so he pretended to be surprised and said, “You guys? Although I have already promised to give you freedom!”
“However, just as my captives, you are now penniless!”
“If it were not for my mercy, you shouldn’t have anything valuable left on you!”
“I am quite curious about what you can use to buy such a valuable fortress?”
“I think perhaps you should find another Gisz Yanki buyer; maybe they will be willing to pay a high price!”
Nearby.
Gloria had been silently watching everything, and the Fallen Witch curiously gazed at Soren. It was only at this moment that the two legendary witches understood Soren’s true intention. Upon hearing this, they couldn’t help but widen their mouths in surprise, and a hint of a playful smile appeared at the corners of their lips.
Because Soren was truly wicked!
Wasn’t this clearly digging a huge pit for the Gisz Yanki Leader in front of them to jump into?
This was obviously a trap!
And it was an unprecedented giant pit!
But even though he clearly knew this was a super giant pit, the Gisz Yanki Leader still jumped in without hesitation, because if he didn’t, he would lose everything; the anger of his clan alone was enough to tear him apart.
“I’ll buy it!”
The Gisz Yanki Leader gritted his teeth and said, “Though we have no wealth right now! But just give us a little time, and we can buy it!”
“Contract!”
“I hope Your Excellency can give us a deferred contract! As long as Your Excellency can return the Astral Fortress to us, no matter the price, we will repay you slowly!”
Hearing this, Soren finally revealed a hint of a smile,淡淡道：“I am a merciful person.”
“Since you are so sincere,”
“Then we can certainly talk! If it’s merely to pay for the Astral Fortress with gold, that is obviously very difficult!”
“However, I am a very merciful deity!”
“So I can accept your payments in various forms, such as diamonds, weapons, gear, minerals, soul crystals, rare materials, etc!…”
“Now.”
“Let’s first appraise this Astral Fortress, and then we can slowly finalize the contract!”
Soren said with a smile, his tone becoming much friendlier.
However, the Gisz Yanki Leader in front of him appeared to be on high alert because he knew that the entire clan was going to be ensnared, and for a long time to come, they would probably need to work under the eyes of the Evil God to pay the ransom to redeem the Astral Fortress. But there was no time to worry about so much now; if they were going to be deceived, they might as well all be deceived. After all, this ransom would be repaid by the entire clan together, and as long as he could maintain his position as leader, it would be fine.
As for Gloria and the Fallen Witch beside them, the more they listened, the brighter their eyes became, eventually unable to suppress their smiles.
If they could have a clan of Gisz Yankis to serve them in collecting various rare materials,
Then future research work would surely become a lot easier!
Today, this group of Gisz Yankis came to raid, but they never expected that after Soren’s maneuver, they ended up becoming generous benefactors delivering gifts.
At this moment!
They finally understood why Modo could rise rapidly under Soren’s influence.
Such tactics.
Truly cunning like a devil!
However.
At this moment, the more they looked at Soren, the more they felt happy inside.
An evil god of the Lawful Evil faction does not need any reason to deceive. The two legendary witches felt that this behavior aligned with Soren’s identity, and even the deceived Gisz Yankis felt there was nothing wrong because he was a powerful Evil God; he merely fell into the trap of the Evil God because he was too careless.
This is the good thing about Evil Faction deities, they are never bound or held hostage by morality.
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(PS: Writing for too long can become tedious, and I can never write anything in front of the computer. But after taking a break, I feel uncomfortable not writing something. Here’s a reader group [Soren’s Base—Modo City 181397040]; you can find me there. Please bring your master-level Poké Balls.) (To be continued ~^~)
