Pope System of Rebirth

Qin Lang thought for a while and finally came up with a good idea to ensure that the dwarf master fell into the trap.

"Master, how do I know that I haven't seen the treasure? Maybe I have seen it a lot, and I really don't think much of these things like you." Qin Lang deliberately angered this master who regarded honor as his life.

"Humph, boy, I have lived for more than six hundred years and I dare not say that I have seen a lot, but you say that you have seen many treasures." The master was obviously not convinced.

"Hey, Master, maybe I haven't 'seen' as much as you." Qin Lang said deliberately.

"Haha, I know I was wrong." The master laughed.

"But~ I must have more than you." Qin Lang said.

"What did you say?" the master said angrily.

He repeated again: "I must have more treasures than you."

The master's expression changed, he blew his beard and glared: "What are you talking about? What treasure do you have? Then take it out and have a look. I want to see what you can come up with?"

"Hey, that's not okay. You dwarves are reluctant to show me the treasures at the bottom of the box. My treasures can't be easily seen by you either." Qin Lang copied the master's words and returned them intact.

"Haha, boy, that's not bad. He even boasted and tried to bully me. To have such ability is really formidable."

"Then, Master, why don't you take a gamble with me? What do you think?"

"How to bet?"

Qin Lang thought to himself: The fish took the bait and said with a smile: "Why don't we each take out a treasure, if whose treasure is precious? Then whoever wins will have to give the treasure to the other party.

What do you think?"

"I think you seem very confident, but the treasures that our dwarves have treasured for tens of thousands of years will never be simple. I can't bully you alone." Oh, this dwarf master is too cute. But I still have to be right.

You said sorry.

"Haha, master, are you looking down on me? You think I can't get the treasure out, so I'm deliberately deceiving you. In fact... I'm very confident that the treasure I have is better than yours." Qin Lang provoked him again.

After hearing this, the master thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what your identity is, but you are a distinguished guest of my dwarf clan?" At this time, the young dwarf Pierre explained softly in his ear.

After understanding Qin Lang's identity, the master immediately bowed to Qin Lang: "It turns out that you are the Pope, the benefactor who solved the troubles of my dwarves. Then, I can't bet with you."

Qin Lang smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, the master has already understood my identity and knows that my words have been spoken and cannot be taken back."

"Well...please go down and see the Dwarf King. I have to ask him for advice." The master pondered for a moment and finally said.

"Haha, that's not much better. How about this. Let's bet on this again tomorrow. It's not too early today. It can also give you more time to think about it."

Upon hearing this, the master immediately agreed to Qin Lang's proposal.

As a result, the agreement between the two parties was reached - tomorrow, the two of them will fulfill the bet.

As the master walked out of the weapons arsenal, the master immediately went to the dwarf king to discuss the matter. Seeing the master's expression, he was obviously a little helpless. It seemed that he had caused such a problem with Qin Lang, the 'Pope'.

, it is really not the way the dwarves treat guests.

But the master is not a hypocritical person. He has already made a bet, so he can't be too dismissive. No matter what the dwarves do, they will be very serious. This mentality is especially reflected in him, the third person in the Blue Rain Continent.

A sword master.

Qin Lang returned to his room with Xia Na and others. Ximen was obviously puzzled and asked: "My lord, do you have any winning chips?"

Ximen, who was wearing a gorgeous fiery red robe, stared at a crown with a rather puzzled expression.

It turns out that the reason why Ximen borrowed 3 million gold coins from the dwarves before was because he pledged his robe. This time Qin Lang solved the trouble for the dwarves, so he naturally returned it to Ximen.

He paused and then said: "My lord, please do not underestimate the treasures held by the dwarves. The crown on my head and the robe on my body are both sacred weapons, but the dwarves definitely possess the sacred weapons.

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"Simon, I'm not gambling with them with your crown and robe. I have my own treasure. Don't you have faith in my Lord?"

"Ximen doesn't dare, then I hope that tomorrow my lord will be able to come up with a treasure that is better than the dwarves."

"Haha, don't worry."

On the second day, after breakfast, the dwarf king Aisen brought up the matter: "Sir Pope, do you really want to compete with us dwarves for treasures? I wonder what level of treasure you have. Is it an artifact level?

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"Haha, old Aisen, I know that you have the dwarf clan's sacred weapon - the Heaven-beating Hammer."

"The Pope already knows this. Do you have the confidence to come up with something more precious than my Heaven-beating Hammer?" Dwarf King Eisen asked bluntly.

Qin Lang smiled and said nothing, but then asked: "Old Eisen, could it be that you are planning to gamble with your dwarves' 'God Hammer'?"

Eisen nodded and said: "Yes, so the Pope should just take out something and give it to us. We can prove the validity of this bet."

How could Qin Lang not recognize the sound of these words? These dwarves are really a bunch of lovely guys, quite upright.

Once they are favored, they will regard them as extremely trustworthy friends, and they will be extremely considerate of each other - the Dwarf King must think that Qin Lang can't come up with an item that surpasses his God's Hammer, so he should let Qin Lang give up first.

Then he took out an item at random and fulfilled the 'bet'.

"Old Eisen, are you looking down on me? I have actually planned to make a bet with you, so I took your 'Heaven-beating Hammer' into consideration. I will not be like those cunning guys, restricting you from being able to

Use the 'Leitian Divine Hammer' as a bet,"

Qin Lang was extremely loud, as if his self-esteem was really frustrated. The dwarf king immediately said: "No, no. There is no need to doubt the character of the Pope. How could we have such thoughts? It's just..."

"Well, there's no need to be too polite, I'll take it out and show it to you."

As he spoke, Qin Lang stretched out his left hand, and a black handcuff appeared on Qin Lang's wrist - this was the 'life handcuff'. It turned out that this life handcuff could disappear and appear with his own thoughts.

Lang has always made the handcuffs invisible. At this moment, in order to win, he will naturally use any means.

Everyone's eyes focused on his wrist, and they uttered two words in great surprise: "Handcuffs!"

I really can't understand why the Pope has handcuffs on his hands. This is too weird.

Qin Lang immediately said seriously: "The great eternal God tells us that if we want to save the suffering in the world, we must first personally feel the feeling of being imprisoned and bound."

"The feeling of being imprisoned and bound must not be good! I will cut it off."

Shana on the side immediately pulled out the sword with a clang, and hummed in her mouth, planning to cut off Qin Lang's handcuffs. "Are you kidding me? What is this girl messing with?" Qin Lang immediately stopped him, indicating that there was no need to do this.

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Dwarf King Eisen asked: "Mr. Pope, are these handcuffs the bet you put out? I don't think there is anything strange about it." Next to him stood yesterday's master: "I don't see anything strange at all.

, just like a pair of ordinary handcuffs, but...this is the weirdest thing."

The master's words made the dwarf king and several elders puzzled, "Ahem, what's weird about it? I don't know, so I'd better ask the Pope to introduce it." Everyone secretly cursed, and the master was quite happy.

Well.

"Haha, this is just a pair of handcuffs given to me by the Eternal God. It is an extremely ordinary pair of handcuffs made of black iron, but it has been touched by the Eternal God. I think it has surpassed the existence of an artifact." Qin Lang smiled.

, looks extremely pious, but is actually full of nonsense.

Everyone was stunned by him, and the master couldn't help but said: "Sir Pope, are you really sure that it is a transcendent artifact?" Qin Lang said without hesitation, "Of course."

Both the dwarf king and the master fell silent, and then their eyes exchanged for a while. Finally, the master took out a dagger glowing with purple light and said, "Sir Pope, it's not that we don't believe you. If these handcuffs can withstand this

Cut it with the dagger, and we will be completely convinced."

As he spoke, the master introduced: "This is a treasure passed down by our dwarves over the endless years. We think it is the sharpest dagger in the world, but unfortunately, it cannot be infused with fighting spirit~

"But even if it cannot be infused with fighting spirit, this dagger can still damage the artifact, provided that the artifact is not infused with power."

What, damaging the artifact! Qin Lang was shocked. This is too awesome. A dagger that can damage the artifact?

Everyone was also amazed and looked at the dagger carefully. It was a dagger with a handle more than three inches long, a blade still more than three inches long, and a thickness of only about three thirds. The entire dagger body was purple, an extremely dull purple.

, unremarkable, and the same is true for the blade - it really proves that sentence, it seems ordinary, but it is actually great.

The master looked at Qin Lang, obviously seeking his opinion.

At this time, there was a fluctuation in the handcuffs, and the sound of the life handcuffs sounded in Qin Lang's mind: "Damn it, isn't this the Zi Xuan Stone Jing? How can there be such a perverted thing in such a small place?"

Qin Lang asked in his mind: "Zixuan Stone Jing, could it be this dagger? Is it really that sharp?"

"Of course, the Zi Xuan Stone Jing has another name - the God-killing Noble Phantasm. It is made from large pieces of Zi Xuan Stone after hundreds of millions of years. The formed Zi Xuan Stone Jing is a kind of weapon.

Form, the strength and hardness of this kind of weapon surpass that of superior artifacts~

"Think about it, this piece of purple black stone is in the form of a dagger, so how sharp can you imagine? It can definitely cut off any inferior artifact. It can be said to be quite abnormal."

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be so awesome. It's just a pity that it can't be infused with power." Qin Lang couldn't help but sigh secretly, and the life handcuffs shouted: "What does it mean that it can't be infused with power? This purple black stone can only be used in the sixth level.

Only in the hands of a strong man at the peak level can he exert great power. Otherwise, why would it be called the 'God-killing Noble Phantasm'? Because its structure is very special, and the power poured into it by a god-level existence will directly cause it to collapse."

It turned out that Qin Lang was quite surprised. He didn't expect that this dagger was so magical. It was specially used by humans... humans who were close to the realm of gods. The purpose was to kill gods.

For the time being, Qin Lang is not interested in the 'god-killing' thing. He mainly wants to get this 'god-killing treasure'. "Life handcuffs, can you let it chop you? You won't be afraid."

"...No! I don't even know what level of existence I am. If I am really cut off, who should I cry to?"