Mage with knife

Diego was the first to attack, launching a gambling war against the demigod elder of the family across from Black Bull City. Do you dare to fight?

Not fighting? That would be too embarrassing for the nobles. Fight! The Snow demigods all know how fierce Diego is in combat. He is known as the top master of the demigods. This is no joke.

Diego's purpose is to make the opponent's demigods stinky first, and then start a public opinion war and 'spread rumors' in the opponent's territory. The central idea is that a certain demigod family betrayed the Snow people and the demigod, and so on!

The Demi-Temple is a holy land in the eyes of the Snow people. Believe it or not, a large number of Snow people from the territory of the Demi-God nobles began to migrate to the jurisdiction of the Demi-Temple in large numbers...

Laudrup was even more outrageous and asked his disciple Luoxue to take the lead. Why? Provoke! Ask a noble master for a bet. It is better to follow the model of the 'holy title battle' in Trust City.

Fight or not? The Marquis is at least a high-level saint, and his cultivation level is equal to that of Luoxue. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he doesn't fight?

People from the demigod family are not as shameless as Dick. I'm embarrassed not to fight, right?

Luoxue is just a high-level saint of the eighth level of artistic conception, so Luoxue is so busy...

"Haha! So interesting?" Listening to the returning Luoxue talk about the huge changes in the Demi-Temple, Dick found it interesting. This is good. The demigods of the Demi-Temple finally have some blood and pioneering spirit.

"Don't you care about the Indian temple in Arctic?" Dick asked.

"What the hell? I can see that the Indian temple would love for Snow people to eat their own dogs, haha!" Luoxue's description was too vulgar. However, the truth should be right.

As far as the Indian Temple is concerned, the Snow people are relatively powerful and have a large population. They are all local indigenous people. The Indian Temple does not care whether they die or not.

"The Indian Temple even granted the territory of the Demi-Temple the title of Grand Duke. In this way, the Demi-Temple can legitimately expand." On the contrary, without the title of the Indian Temple, the territory of the Demi-Temple would not be justified.

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"What about the population? Can't they all be snatched from the territory of the family's demigods?" Dick asked.

"Dean, please don't forget that the original Arctic Island belonged to the Snow people. Now only 20% of the Snow people's territory is left. Most of the population has not settled down and has been invaded by foreign 'invaders'

The nobles were disgusted and became refugees. If they had the opportunity to move to the territory of the Demi-temple, those Snow refugees would be eager to do so.

As long as the Demi-temple guides and operates correctly, population will not be a problem at all."

Yes, the original Arctic was owned by the Snow people, with a population of several hundred million. During the first plane rift, the Spartans took half of it; during the second plane rift, the Indian Alliance came,

The Snow people only have 20% of their territory left, and the population is not small. Many Snow people have become refugees.

Unlike Trust City, which recruits many people from other races, Arctic has the greatest shortage of Snow people.

"Luoxue, why do you have so much time to come back this time? Doesn't your master still expect you to 'conquer cities and seize territory'?"

"Of course you won't count on me, Dean, the Demi-temple is a bunch of elite saints, can't they be kept in vain?"

Yes, the saint-level elites of the Demi-Temple also need face. Luoxue is fighting for the Demi-Temple outside, so who has the nerve to stay idle in the Demi-Temple? If you can win some territory in a gambling battle, you will lose face, right?

Of course, not all of Arctic Island has been developed. There are also many areas outside the seven major cities around the Demi-Temple that are large areas of uninhabited land. Whether it is deserts, swamps or jungle no-man's land, as long as the Demi-Temple is managed well, everything will be the same.

It will expand a large territory.

After all, there are a lot of Snow refugees in Arctic Ocean, so don't you worry about lack of labor?

The Snow people in the Arctic started fighting among themselves, and Dick believed that in a short time, the demigods and family demigods would have no time to think about him.

"Dick! Come out!" A long and somewhat distant voice hovered over Trust City.

"Dean, he's a demigod!" Luoxue exclaimed, this demigod's voice carrying a hint of hostility and unfriendliness.

"Don't worry!" Dick patted Luoxue on the shoulder. Demigods are powerful, but now Dick's strength is not bad. Even if he can't defeat demigods, he can still fight around.

Dick jumped into the air and headed straight to the cliff beach.

The cliff seaside is very lively. It is estimated that a holy battle was going on just now. Holy battles are nothing new at the cliff seaside. They have become a major attraction of the cliff seaside in Trust City.

"Your Majesty Duke, I lost the match!" When Dick came, Ginobili was already lying on the ground, and the 'royal doctor' from Trust City was urgently helping Ginobili to heal his injuries.

Dick looked at Ginobili's injury. It was very serious, but not fatal. The treatment was relatively timely, so there probably wouldn't be any hidden dangers.

"Isn't it a shot once a year? Three months in advance?" Dick asked.

"It's very simple! Dick, if he doesn't fight, I will kill him immediately." A figure fell from the sky, a demigod!

"Sign up!" Dick was no longer as afraid of the demigods as before, and spoke very calmly.

"Dick, are you arrogant?" As a superior demigod, he couldn't stand Dick's attitude.

"Whoosh!" A transmission talisman in Dick's hand flew out, "I don't care where you are as a demigod, but you forced to injure a marquis from the Duchy of Trust City. I think this is your disrespect for the dignity of the Fonseca Temple.

Contempt. I am the grand duke of the Fonseca Temple, and I have the obligation to maintain the dignity of the Fonseca Temple.

I have informed the elders of the Schmeichel Temple to close all teleportation arrays to the Arctic. If you do not apologize and compensate me for the loss of the Duchy of Trust City, you should be prepared to face the pursuit of the Fonseca Temple."

Dick spoke righteously and showed no fear in the face of the threat of a demigod. Dick could roughly guess that this demigod was 90% from the Arctic.

"Really? Dick, before the Fonseca Temple hunts me down, I have every chance to kill you first." How could a majestic demigod be threatened by Dick?

"Haha!" Dick laughed, "Just you? A demigod who has been pampered all his life?"

"Whoosh!" Dick flew out with a specially made blood-colored telegraph, and the direction was the Fonseca Temple. "Come on, Master Demigod, I have already sent a grand duke-level rescue telegraph to the Fonseca Temple.

You don't have much time. Theoretically, with the Blood Telecommunication Note, the temple's rescue will be back within half an hour at most. In other words, you only have half an hour to kill me."

Dick instantly transformed into a seven-star giant, and appeared in Dick's left and right hands with one sword and one sword.

"Boom!" There were probably tens of thousands of cultivators watching. For an archduke like Dick, facing the threat of death from a demigod, he was not afraid of danger and actually wanted to fight to the death.

The black-clothed demigod was shocked by Dick's decisiveness and determination. Originally, the black-clothed demigod thought that as a superior demigod, he would just threaten Dick and Dick would submit obediently.