Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Haoyu opened his mouth and seemed to want to persuade him again, but after seeing the cold expression on Fang Fan's face, he consciously chose to be silent...

He knows some things himself, and understands them all.

With such a temperament, Lord Hallmaster wanted to make him surrender.

At this moment, the face of the rugged man on the opposite side became more and more gloomy...

He thinks that he has already made a great concession, is it good talk?

But now? Or this attitude? Looking for fault on purpose? Deliberately not giving him face? Embarrass him on purpose?

Now that they are in the Temple of the Light Alliance, everything still needs to remain silent...

But it doesn't mean they will always be here!

"well!"

"well!"

"very good!"

"I hope you will have such courage and courage after you go out! Don't let me down!"

The rough man gritted his teeth, his eyes were like torches, and then strode away, but he was finally persuaded.

Deputy Chief of the Silver Legion? This title is not enough to be arrogant here.

"Master Bishop, forty-seven thousand contribution points have been deducted..."

"Another total of 41,000 desert clan war slaves have been arranged on a transport ship... According to regulations, this transport ship was sent separately..."

"I hope you come next time."

The tenth-grade pastor in charge of the exchange of the slaves respectfully delivered Fang Fan's Light Contribution Order. He didn't dare to be slack in the slightest. As he said, he nodded quickly, nodded and bowed, looked very real.

"Okay, I'll take it away later."

"I have to go shopping first."

As Fang Fan spoke, he continued to wander around.

It cost a million contribution points to exchange 10,000 Silk God's source power, and it cost more than 400,000 contribution points to exchange forty-one thousand barren tribe war slaves.

There were more than 1.4 million contribution points in Fan's hands, barely spending half of it.

"One star core, one contribution point!"

"A trace of God's source power, one hundred contribution points..."

"If it is divided in this way, the value of a trace of God's source power is equivalent to a hundred star cores?"

Fang Fan nodded to himself, doing calculations silently in his heart.

In general, the form is quite normal.

This also sets off the preciousness of the source of God from the side.

You know the contribution points are not so good.

Only a cultivator of the dark camp in the emperor realm can get one contribution point, and there are only a hundred cultivators in the dark camp of the quasi-sacred realm...

If it weren't for a big battle, wanting to accumulate millions of contribution points would be idiotic!

"If you want to revive Xiaoxiao and Zhantian Sword, there is a gap of nine thousand threads of God’s source power. Nine thousand threads of God’s source power is equivalent to 900,000 threads of God’s source power, and one trace of God’s source power is equivalent to one hundred. Contribution points... again, 90 million contribution points are needed?"

Fang Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling numb in his scalp...

He suddenly felt that it is more reliable to promote the priesthood by accumulating war honors. As long as he is promoted from the fifth-rank bishop to the fourth-rank archbishop, he can initially complete the system's [lurking] task, and then it will be easy to get ten thousand threads of god. Get the source of power!

"The remaining contribution points...all exchanged into star cores!"

"Then take these star cores and go to the promotion of my personal army!"

"I will go to the 308th Bronze Legion of the Azure Dragon Legion to take office soon. The gun must be hard, otherwise how to establish a battle honor?"