Hearing Wood Martial God’s words, Xu Zimo did not refute.
This kind of thing belonged to an open scheme. Even if the other side knew, they had no choice but to come.
For the sake of the Blood Rune Beasts, for freedom, the True God Sword was the most crucial item.
“Have you thought about it? Your plan is too reckless. What if it fails, what then?”
Wood Martial God looked at Xu Zimo and said sternly: “Once the Blood Rune Beasts break out of the Blood Rune Space, it will be a fatal blow to the entire Land of Destruction, even to the Primordial Heartlands. Do you still want the aftershocks of the end of the Legendary Era to descend again?”
“You called me here just to say this?” Xu Zimo asked back.
“By rights, the True God Sword is yours, I shouldn’t decide how you handle it,” Wood Martial God paused and said. “But this matter is of great importance and cannot afford a single mistake. So I hope you will hand over the True God Sword to us for safekeeping.”
“And then?” Hearing this, Xu Zimo gave a slight laugh, his expression unreadable.
“Rest assured, I don’t covet anything. When those Blood Rune Beasts are captured and the danger eliminated, I will return it to you,” Wood Martial God explained.
“And if I refuse? You want to snatch it by force?” Xu Zimo continued to smile.
“For the sake of the City of Destruction, what harm is there in seizing it by force,” Wood Martial God said forcefully. “I will not allow those Blood Rune Beasts even the slightest chance of escaping. Not even a sliver.”
“Then you can try,” Xu Zimo said calmly, not angry at all.
The two locked eyes.
Xu Zimo’s eyes were covered with a black cloth, so one could not see his emotions.
But Wood Martial God glared, eyes wide, completely unlike his handsome appearance, like a frenzied lion.
“Commander Wood, don’t be angry,” just then a soft laugh came from the side.
“We bear no grudge against each other. At the very least, our goal is the same, dealing with the Blood Rune Beasts. We should be standing on the same line.”
Xu Zimo turned his head and saw a man in a dark robe walking over with a smile.
The man had thick brows, big eyes, and a tall, sturdy build, looking to be about 1.9 meters tall.
Standing before him, he gave off a strong sense of oppression.
“This young brother, let’s get acquainted. You may call me Commander Dark,” the man said with a smile.
“Dark Martial God?” Xu Zimo asked.
He had heard from the little fatty earlier that the City of Destruction was currently guarded by three Martial Gods, all mobilized just to deal with the Blood Rune Beasts.
“It’s just a title. How could we truly bear the weight of the words Martial God?” Dark Martial God laughed. “Just call me Commander Dark.”
“I will not hand over the True God Sword. If you want to take it by force, two against one, or even bring your entire camp of soldiers, I will take you all on,” Xu Zimo said indifferently.
“You…” Wood Martial God grew even more furious.
“Commander Wood, don’t be angry,” Dark Martial God turned to Xu Zimo. He smiled and said, “May I discuss a bit with Commander Wood, then come back to negotiate with you?”
“Please, go ahead,” Xu Zimo shrugged.
The two walked into the inner part of the tent and talked for about five minutes. Finally, Wood Martial God walked out with a displeased expression.
“We’ll each take a step back,” Commander Wood looked at Xu Zimo and said again. “We won’t demand the True God Sword, but you must cooperate with us to capture the Blood Rune Beasts.”
“How do I cooperate?” Xu Zimo asked.
“Since you want to hold the True God Sword, then use it as bait,” Wood Martial God said.
“We will protect you from the shadows. At critical moments, you must follow our commands. Like the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind.”
“Following your commands is impossible,” Xu Zimo said directly. “But if you want to protect me from the shadows, I agree. However, I have one more request.”
“What request?” Wood Martial God frowned.
“I want to meet the Lord of Destruction,” Xu Zimo said.
He wanted to enter the Blood Rune Space, and for that he would certainly need the Lord of Destruction’s approval.
“The City Lord does not see anyone,” Wood Martial God snorted coldly.
“That’s not an absolute statement,” Dark Martial God quickly smoothed things over at the side. He smiled and said: “If we capture the Blood Rune Beasts together, you will naturally share half the credit, and then you can gain an audience with the City Lord.”
“Then it’s settled,” Xu Zimo nodded. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.”
“Let me tell you the current situation briefly,” Dark Martial God said. “As far as we know, three Blood Rune Beasts have escaped. Stay alert.”
Xu Zimo nodded, left the military camp, and headed straight for the inn.
In truth, even without their help, he could kill the Blood Rune Beasts.
But for now, he didn’t want to clash with the City of Destruction.
First, if they fought, the ones happiest would be the Blood Rune Beasts.
Second, since he wanted to enter the Ancient Celestial Court, he would inevitably have to deal with them, it wasn’t necessary to make things too hostile.
……
Watching Xu Zimo leave, Wood Martial God finally withdrew his gaze, turned to Dark Martial God, and asked: “Why did you stop me just now?”
“Your temper still hasn’t changed,” Dark Martial God snorted. “You know I cultivate the power of darkness, which can stir the dark side within the human heart. But when I just tested him, it was like my power fell into the sea, with no reaction at all.”
At this, Dark Martial God’s eyes narrowed, his expression full of meaning.
He continued: “There are only two possible results. Either his heart is filled with light, open and clear, with no gaps for darkness to seep in. But do you think that’s possible? Or this person is unfathomable, beyond my ability to shake in the slightest.”
Hearing this, Wood Martial God looked somewhat incredulous.
“You’re saying he’s very strong? How is that possible.”
“Why impossible? Even in the City of Destruction, he still dares to confront you. What does that show? Confidence,” Dark Martial God said indifferently.
Wood Martial God lowered his head, sinking into thought.
……
Leaving the camp, Xu Zimo walked straight toward the inn.
Because the camp was in a remote place, after coming out he saw almost no one.
At this time, an old man with a hunched back and ragged clothes appeared not far ahead.
“Sir, please, have pity, give me some money,” the old man begged as he walked toward Xu Zimo.
But before Xu Zimo could say anything, the old man’s hand suddenly moved like lightning, turning into a blade, slashing straight for Xu Zimo’s neck.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly and punched.
With a “bang,” his fist exploded the old man’s body into a mist of blood.
“So weak?” Even Xu Zimo himself was a little surprised.
But the fact was before his eyes, the old man had died so easily.
He sensed the surroundings slightly, nothing unusual.
Then he continued walking toward the inn.
When he reached the main street, the surroundings finally lit up brightly.