Great Talisman Seal Script Master

The envoys from the Canghai and Holy Empires were all speechless.

But thinking about it, this method seems to be acceptable to both parties.

After the prince king finished speaking, Lan, the messenger of the gods, turned off the light curtain and looked at everyone with a relaxed smile.

Many people present were lost in thought.

Bai Muye secretly thought in his heart, it seems that the prince named Yougu has already arrived in the human world!

I wonder if I can find him and ask Aunt Chu Yue to kill him!

The resources of a vassal king of the God Clan should be better than those of the Duan Family and Shangguan Family, right?

I just don’t know if Aunt Chu Yue has that ability.

While the two parties were communicating just now, he asked the advanced intelligence to try to invade, but was blocked.

It seems that the Protoss are not without high technology.

Instead of trying to force a crack, he took back his advanced intelligence.

At this time, Lan looked at Bai Muye and said with a smile: "At Mr. Bai's age, he should be in college. I heard that you were the champion of the high school league before. I think you will have the opportunity to show off your skills next time."

Bai Muye glanced at him and said calmly: "Will you appear on the field?"

Lan Xiaoxiao: "It's hard to say, it depends on the situation."

Bai Muye also smiled and said nothing more.

At this time, Prime Minister Sun Yan looked at Lan and asked, "So, is this what your God Clan is here for this time?"

"Yes, we are very sincere." Lan said.

"Then, how do you want to play the game?" A military representative asked in a deep voice.

"Forget it if you are too old." Lan smiled, "Our suggestion is to be under thirty years old. Then, your three empires will each select one hundred and twenty-eight teams. Each team, according to your The previous convention and rules were that the full complement of eight players could be filled at any time, and four players would play in the knockout round, and the winner would advance.”

"Then, our Protoss will send a total of 384 teams to fight each of your three empires. In the end, on a country-by-country basis, any country that wins will be able to avoid war within a hundred years. "

"But no matter which country among your three empires, if it fails in the end and fails to win the championship... then I'm sorry, all the contestants who participated will die."

There was an uproar again at the scene.

If you fail to win the championship... everyone will die?

Sun Yan frowned slightly and looked at Lan: "What do you mean, if the three empires win, they can only maintain peace for a hundred years at most; if they fail, all the contestants will die?"

Lan nodded and smiled: "Yes, I know this sounds unfair, but this is the greatest sincerity that our God Clan can show."

"This can not only solve some problems... I think you should understand, but also avoid large-scale destruction of lives."

"I think that a young human prodigy like Lord Bai is not only good at talking, but also has strength and courage... shouldn't be bad at all, right?"

He said, looking at Bai Muye.

Bai Muye smiled slightly and did not respond.

There was a burst of whispers in the entire auditorium, and people were talking to each other with solemn expressions.

"No, this is not fair." Sun Yan looked at Lan and said, "If we win, there will only be a hundred years of peace, but you have not paid any price, but if we lose, we will have to pay the sacrifices of so many young geniuses. Life... doesn’t play the game like that.”

Lan smiled and shook his head: "No, I haven't finished talking yet. We can discuss the details of the game slowly. But there is one thing that needs to be made clear in advance."

Sun Yan looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"Your three empires have always organized various competitions in order to cultivate talents. It is for this reason that we came up with the idea of ​​resolving grievances in this way. However, the competition must be in reality. ," a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Lan's mouth, "Playing in a virtual world is just like playing house for children. So what if you die ten thousand times? It's boring, what do you think?"

This sounds simple, but in fact, it is full of blood.

Incomparably cruel!

This is not a game at all, this is another kind of war, a pure gamble on life!

"No, I don't agree," Sun Yan looked at Lan and said with a serious face: "The competition is in reality, I promise. There are countless warriors in our human race and we are not afraid of this. But if we lose the game in the end, All contestants must die. I firmly disagree with this! I believe that the Holy Spirit and the Canghai Empire will never agree to this unreasonable request."

At this time, a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Lan's mouth: "If you don't agree, then war will be inevitable. Later we will also release the news and let all of you humans know about it. Haha, don't you humans often do this? Are there such and such heroes? You are also good at making heroes."

"I believe that at critical moments, someone will always step forward. There will always be heroes willing to save the world."

"And most people in the world are used to being saved."

"So if you don't agree, it means that you and your heroes are afraid to face it and unwilling to save it."

"Then, once the war starts, you will be responsible for the devastation caused and the death of countless innocent people."

Sun Yan took a deep breath, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Because he knew that the other person was telling the truth.

At this time, the regent Li Yu, who was always writing in a fancy way, suddenly said calmly: "Do you really think that we humans are scared? Who are you scaring? What happened to the war? Are we humans afraid of war?"

"In that war eight thousand years ago, mankind suffered heavy losses, but in the end, it did not take a step back!"

"So I think you guys just want to eat enough to support yourself. Don't talk about games and don't compete. Don't you just want to consume the young talents of the human race?"

"And you don't want to lose too much of the powerful combat power of your God Clan. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

"Stop talking about useless things here. Either start the fight directly, or set the competition conditions to be fair to both sides."

"Otherwise, don't waste time here. If the two armies are fighting and the envoys are not killed, you can get out of here."

Lan Bu was not annoyed and said with a smile: "Oh, what kind of conditions does His Highness the Regent think are fair?"

Li Yu smiled coldly: "Playing games in reality is no problem! Everyone has their destiny in life and death. No one is afraid of this."

"If you lose in the finals, all the participants will die? No problem! But whoever loses...who will die!"

"If you have the guts to come out and play, don't be afraid of death!"

As soon as these words came out, the auditorium, which was originally slightly noisy, fell silent.

This prince who came out of the battlefield was really ruthless!

"In war, there are no immortals. There is nothing to say about this," King Qi said coldly, "But if you want to play, play in a big way. In my opinion, don't just play in a young group."

Lan and several other protoss were stunned.

King Qi: "An old guy like me, even though my arms and legs are gray at the temples, I still have the courage to step onto the battlefield!"

"Aren't you gods as strong as the clouds? Since the war is resolved through competition, don't just let the children die, let's all do it together!"

"Those under thirty years old are in the same group, those between thirty and one hundred years old are in the same group, then the pure god level is in the same group, and the emperor level is in the same group!"

"If you don't dare to play, we will use our country's strength to fight to the death. Don't you think it's embarrassing to be so stingy?"

Bai Muye couldn't help but look at Prince Qi who was sitting next to Li Ying with a calm expression. For the first time in his life, he felt admiration for this prince without any distractions.

There's nothing to say, awesome is awesome, powerful and domineering, no need to explain.

Lan was somewhat speechless. He didn't expect that the regent would be so bold as to directly expand this kind of life-and-death contest to this kind of scope.

Even the emperor level was involved.

Emperor level...that's the level of princes and kings!

This is definitely not something he can decide.

Although he extremely doubted in his heart that the entire human camp might not have eighteen emperors in total, he had to take King Qi's proposal seriously.

King Qi continued: "There are four groups in total. Two groups are based on age. Two groups are based on realm. Any group that wins will get a hundred years of peace. All losers in that group will be defeated." Death, isn’t that what war should be like?”

"This should be the case whether it is human race or divine race!"

"In terms of overall strength, the human race may be a little worse than your god race."

"So I admit that you have some initiative. But if you say that you can do whatever you want with this slight advantage...that's nonsense. You don't deserve it!"

"This... I need to go back and report." Lan's confidence was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning, and there was a bit of solemnity in his eyes when looking at King Qi.

The other protoss sitting next to him all had solemn expressions on their faces.

Originally, they wanted to use this kind of competition to consume the young talents of the human race.

After all, what the master behind them wants is that the human race should not have too powerful young geniuses rise.

So as long as those young people from the human race are killed, the goal of the gods will be achieved.

They still have absolute confidence in this.

The Gods grow slowly, but there are countless great masters in the Gods who are under thirty years old!

It's just that the speed will slow down a lot from the Grand Master realm to the God level.

But there are too few great masters under the age of thirty!

As long as you try your best to kill the young geniuses of mankind during the game, and then when you encounter infighting among the same race, everyone is willing to click and stop.

In the end, as long as the champion of the final is the Protoss, their mission will be completed.

Even if it doesn't happen, they won't lose anything!

Just a hundred years of peace.

One hundred years is nothing to the master behind the God Clan.

But if the conditions were changed to the fact that all of the Protoss would die if they lost the final... this would definitely not work!

Although they are confident, who can guarantee this kind of thing?

Especially when King Qi expanded the scope to the emperor level in one breath, Lan felt even more pressure.

This made him understand that not all humans are trash!

After all, there is still that kind of being who has both strength and courage.

I still looked down upon this race before.

"I need to report this matter..." Lan said.

King Qi glanced at him and said calmly: "Next time, let the person who can make the decision talk! Otherwise, who has the time to accompany you here to make you cough?"

After saying that, he stood up and glanced at Li Ying: "Your Majesty, aren't you tired? Anyway, I am tired, so I will leave now."

Li Ying nodded and stood up: "Prime Minister Sun, you can preside over here. I'm tired too."

Afterwards, King Qi accompanied Li Ying, took half a step back, and left directly.

A young man from the Protoss happened to be blocking the entrance to the emperor's enthronement dinner and caught up with him. Otherwise, whether it was the emperor or the king of Qi, who would sit here and talk to you?

Do you deserve it?

As the emperor and regent left, Lan was eager to report the negotiations to the people behind him. The royal dinner finally came to an end.

An hour later, in a quiet club, Bai Muye and a group of people met Qin Ranran again.

For this reason, Xiaobai turned down the invitations from Bai Muchun and Lin Caixia.

Bai Muchun ignored it and made an agreement with Lin Caixia to meet tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

"I heard that the gods came here to play a game?" Qin Ranran looked at Bai Muye and asked as soon as they met.

Bai Muye nodded and said, "Watch a real war through competition."

"How do you say that?" Qin Ranran was a little confused.

"A real game." Bai Muye said.

Qin Ranran frowned slightly and said: "Doesn't that mean that it will definitely end with a separation between life and death?"

Bai Muye hummed, sat down on the sofa, and said, "Is there anything delicious? I'm hungry! I can't get enough to eat at the royal dinner!"

Qin Ranran smiled: "Yes, I have asked people to prepare it. Everyone, please sit down!"

A group of people sat down, and Qin Ranran said with some worry: "Then you...don't you probably have to participate in this kind of competition?"

Bai Muye said: "Don't worry too much about this. The key is the finals."

"What happened to the final?" Qin Ranran looked at him.

"If the Gods win the final, then all the human players participating in the competition will die." Lin Zijin said calmly from the side.

Ji Caiyi, Si Yin and Shan Gu all seemed a little silent.

It's not that they haven't experienced life and death, nor have they ever fought against the gods, but this cruel competition system is still somewhat difficult for them to accept.

"Oh, I understand, this is a real war." Qin Ranran glanced at the silent Caiyi people, "It's no different from the battlefield."

Lin Zijin nodded: "Well, I'm looking forward to it."

Caiyi looked at Lin Zijin and couldn't help but said: "I used to think that we were both militants, but now I finally understand, Zijin, you are the real militant, and I am the fake one..."

Lin Zijin glanced at her: "Then do you want to fight?"

"Fight!" Ji Caiyi gritted his teeth: "It's just a little hard to accept this competition system, but why not fight? What's so scary?"

Shan Gu said: "In my opinion, it is better to send out a thousand people each, and then find a small world and throw everyone into it until everyone is dead! Isn't it just a war? Who is afraid?"

"Eh? This is a good suggestion!" Lin Zijin looked at Dan Gu in surprise, "How did you come up with it?"

Shan Gu looked proud and said: "What's so difficult about this? I just think that the competition system they proposed is not very reasonable. Why should the champion and runner-up decide everyone's life and death? This is so unfair!"

Lin Zijin nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, but I think the basic format of this competition is unlikely to change. But in the end, the contestants themselves should be the ones who decide life and death, not just the contestants themselves. The two teams in the finals. If the game goes on normally, and we reach the finals, we can get a hundred years of peaceful development. But if we lose, it can't be just for nothing. It's not fair to us to die. It's also unfair to let all of them commit suicide if they lose. Don't they want to control the scope of the war? Then it would be better for the survivors on both sides to have a fight after the game is finally over. Big fight!"

Ji Caiyi said: "How about the survivors of the three empires unite and have a big fight!"

Si Yin listened with her head spinning. This kind of bloody and cruel war was too far away for her.

From beginning to end, her heart was hanging.

Full of tension.

Bai Muye then compiled this suggestion and sent it to Emperor Li Ying.

War is actually inevitable.

It’s just a matter of how to do it.

Between the same race, it is either a war on the battlefield, a cold war, or an economic war.

Cold wars and economic wars do not apply to different races, so there is only war on the battlefield.

Coupled with the reasons behind it, there can be no real peace between humans and gods.

So everyone will understand after thinking about it for a moment that this is not a competition at all, this is a real war!

As for why not have a big brawl from the beginning?

The reason is also very simple.

This does not show the true demeanor of the strong men of the two races.

Since you want to fight in a relatively civilized way, you must have the desire to show off your muscles.

The idea Shan Gu came up with is actually quite good.

Because no matter who loses in the final, it is unfair to let all the participating team members die.

The conditions that the protoss messenger Lan put out at the beginning were simply bullying.

Just like what King Qi said, the gods have an advantage over the humans, but they are not so big that they can do whatever they want.

Otherwise, we still need to talk nonsense?

Wouldn't it be over if we just come over and crush him?

If you need to talk, let's have a good talk. Don't think about forcing yourself to shit on someone's head.

There is no way!

Half a month later, the two sides sat at the negotiating table again.

Only this time, the standards of this meeting were much higher!

On the Protoss side, the number one ancient prince king has finally appeared!

Similarly, on the human side, the emperors of the Holy and Canghai Empires all appeared in the Zulong Empire!

Holding this meeting in Zulong Empire is also the opinion of the Protoss.

The sacred side originally wanted to fight for it, but in the end they nodded and agreed.

So these days, the entire Emperor Star is under full martial law.

Countless top human race experts are also gathered here.

At the conference table, the two sides were quarreling.

Facing the emperor-level boss of the Yougu Prince King, the human race did not show any fear.

Xiao Bai was naturally not qualified to participate in such a meeting. These were all things Bai Chuyue told him after the meeting.

"I shouldn't be able to defeat that Yougu." When Bai Chuyue said this, there was no look of disappointment on his face. He held a drink in his hand and sat on a swing made of condensed spiritual energy. , smiled and said: "But he doesn't dare to fight me!"

After she participated in the negotiation, she found Bai Muye as soon as possible, and then drove away several Bai family members who came to invite her to a banquet. She was playing on the swing in the courtyard of the villa that Bai Muye had just bought. Starting from the negotiation that just ended.

"The competition format remains unchanged. One hundred and twenty-eight teams will compete in the knockout rounds. The specific distribution of these one hundred and twenty-eight teams has not yet been announced, but a large part of them must come from major universities."

"In the final final, if the human race wins, there will be 150 years of peace."

"The group between thirty and one hundred years old has been cancelled. The Gods refused to agree because they have few people."

Bai Chuyue smiled disdainfully: "She's also very cowardly."

"But they agreed to the god-level and emperor-level competitions. Maybe they thought there was no one in the human race."

Bai Muye looked at him: "Did God and Emperor agree?"

"Yes, I agreed. Each team will have eight players, knockout rounds, eight will advance to four, four will advance to two, and then the championship will be fought."

Bai Chuyue said calmly: "The suggestion you made is very good and has been adopted. The gods no longer force us young people from the human race to all die if we lose the finals. Of course, they do not agree that all of their own people will die if we lose the finals. So in the end After agreeing that all the games are over, all the races from the three empires will have a big fight with the remaining people from the God race!"

Bai Muye chuckled: "This is good!"

Bai Chuyue glared at him: "What a bastard, you should improve your strength quickly and don't underestimate the Gods! They are not weaklings! Don't let others beat you to death in the competition. Even if I want to help you, there is nothing I can do!"

"Yeah, okay, I understand." Bai Muye nodded, not arguing with his ancestors.

He already knew about the level of young people from the God Clan from Ziguang Shenzi. Even if there were some omissions, I believe there wouldn't be much of a problem.

Coupled with the Protoss's long-standing contempt for the Humans, he believed that on the day of the competition, he, Lin Zijin and three companions would definitely be able to give the Protoss a huge surprise!

Give them a meeting gift they will never forget.