I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao has been talking about the Demon Hunting Guild since the beginning, trying to give himself a high-profile identity, such as a secret member of the Demon Hunting Guild.

However, as soon as he asked the question, this identity was obviously broken. It seems that this killer organization should have certain rules that cannot lie, and it is a certain consensus in the extraordinary circle.

Liu Dao's expression remained unchanged, trying to save his mistake just now.

"Old man, I was just joking. What I really want to ask is whether there is a possibility that your silent killing technique will be leaked."

The old man remained silent and did not speak. The knife-wielding arms of the assassins around him were still in the air. There was murderous intent in the cafe. It seemed that as long as the old man gave the order, Liu Dao would be chopped into mincemeat.

"Haha, this kind of joke can't be made easily, it will be misunderstood." The old man suddenly interrupted the silence with a cheerful smile on his face, but Liu Dao was still nervous, and there was a difference between a smile and a smile. , the old fishing man sitting opposite him at this moment was obviously smiling proudly as if the fish had taken the bait.

"Come on, let's go and talk in detail later. I have some detailed information over the years that can prove that the silent killing technique has never been spread."

"Haha, is it time?" Liu Dao laughed twice, "Then let's go."

The old man chuckled and took the lead in walking in front. Liu Dao followed him slightly awkwardly. The eyes of the surrounding killers remained motionless as they watched the two of them enter a hidden door.

After entering the door, Liu Dao finally couldn't feel the piercing eyes. Although there was still a master assassin in this small space, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old man, is this some secret information? I'll report it to the guild after confirming it, and there won't be any trouble after that."

"Guild," the old man chuckled, "Gaia, you're not from the Demon Hunting Guild, are you?"

Am I being that obvious? I feel like my acting is pretty good. Liu Dao stepped back, still holding on to his acting:

"Master Dao, what do you mean by this? If I am not from the Demon Hunter Guild, why would I go to the black market to find you?"

"You went to the black market to buy some materials," the old fishing man said with certainty. "As for why you suddenly came to chat with me, it was probably just a sudden thought."

No, my main purpose is really to find you, but it seems that I talked about some topics that I shouldn't have talked about.

Liu Dao slowly leaned his body against the wall, acting as if he was about to escape.

"Lao Dao, it seems we have some misunderstanding today. Let's talk about it later."

Liu Dao's back slowly rubbed against the wall, staring at the silent old fisherman, counting secretly in his heart:

1, 2, 3…

"Wait, don't leave yet."

Liu Dao was sure that since he questioned the old man's credibility just now, the identity of this demon hunter must have been discovered by the old man. However, the assassin master actually cooperated with him in acting, so he must have something to ask for.

"I don't care if you are from the Demon Hunting Guild. I called you here because I have a deal to discuss."

"What deal?"

"Before we talk, I first need to confirm whether you are already a master." At this moment, an overwhelming aura burst out from the old man, pointing directly at Liu Dao.

This will was so strong and vast that it far exceeded the pressure Liu Dao had just experienced. However, under this strong fluctuation, the coffee next to Liu Dao's hand was actually stable without any ripples.

what happened? I obviously don't feel any pressure on my body, so why do I keep having the urge to fall to the ground?

Liu Dao was anxious. Once his identity as a fake master was revealed, his hard-earned life would be handed down here.

Just when Liu Dao felt desperate, a mysterious wave suddenly erupted from his body. This wave was obviously not very huge, but it carried an indestructible force and instantly broke the old man's mental suppression of Liu Dao.

"It's good to use some Arrancar." The old man slowly calmed down his momentum and sat opposite Liu Dao.

Liu Dao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, the invisible suppression just now was a way to identify the master. According to Liu Dao's shallow extraordinary knowledge, it was probably the will condensed when he was promoted to master.

Thinking of this, Liu Dao glanced at the system panel subconsciously. His own will definitely did not reach the master level. So those who succeeded in breaking the old man's mental oppression would probably have something to do with the 'Poseidon'.

After the old man sat down, he formally made his request: "I hope to sign a contract with you and form an offensive and defensive alliance with you and the forces behind you."

The old man spoke calmly and took out a scroll from his arms.

"As for the price, I will not reveal the fact that you are already a master to the Demon Hunter Guild."

Liu Dao took out the contract, and the terms were clear and clear. In the last column of the guarantor, there was a name he had never seen before:

The protector of knowledge, the one who follows the creed.

Seeing this name, Liu Dao was confused:

The word "Zhe" was directly transliterated by people from other worlds from previous time travellers. It is the word with the most strokes and the most complicated pronunciation in common language. It is generally used to describe the name of a god.

For example, the largest Church of Light in the world, the God of Light they believe in is also known as the one who holds the sun, the guarantor of justice and fairness, and the one who raises the dawn.

The first half of the sentence refers to someone claiming to be a god, indicating that the contract comes from a god, but the second half of the sentence says that someone follows the creed. This does not comply with the most basic rules of the title of god:

God is God. Anyone who holds the throne high and achieves godhood must not be allowed to call himself a god. When the world sees him, he must respect him as a saint.

Being both a god and a human being, his identity as the guarantor of the contract seems to be very problematic.

Liu Dao thought in his mind, but on the surface he took the contract in a normal manner and solemnly wrote his name on it:

Gaia Srilanka.

After taking the contract, the old man also signed his name, but found that there was no sound on the contract. He looked at Liu Dao angrily, only to find that the other party was looking at it with a smile.

"Lao Dao, it's too easy to just want to form an alliance with us."

"Once I report your identity to the Demon Hunter Guild, not to mention the destruction of your own plans, just Nazha Khan, are you sure you can leave without any injuries?"

The old fishing man's tone was calm, but his eyes were very sharp.

"Nazha Khan is someone who is about to take that step. The conditions I have given you are enough."

That step? Liu Dao was confused. He still didn't understand much about the master level, but judging from the old man's words, Master Nazha's strength was obviously stronger than the average master level.

"Haha", Liu Dao suddenly stood up and leaned over to stare at the old fishing man.

"Snapped!"

The sound of broken glass came from behind the old man, and a graceful figure floated through it and stood beside Liu Dao.

"Lao Dao, do you think it's enough now?"