After listening to the girl's words, Zuo Feng seemed a little unhappy.
"I've known all this before. I want to know what's going to happen soon that I'm not so sure about yet."
"The goddess Qingmang will come here."
The girl said quickly.
"She's not trying to stop you, she just wants He Ma back."
"Then what if I don't agree to her?"
Zuo Feng then asked.
"If you don't agree to her, she will destroy everything here."
"Tell me what to do?"
Zuo Feng's eyes became solemn and sharp.
"Very simple……"
the girl whispered.
"Promise her, but not now.
"You can promise her not to hurt He Ma and return He Ma to her after one day.
"But correspondingly, she also has to stop fighting for a day."
"Will she agree?"
The left winger doesn't believe this. Is the goddess Qingmang so easy to fool?
"meeting."
The girl said without hesitation.
"As long as Hema is okay, she will do anything."
"Okay, what reward do you want?"
Zuo Feng looked at her with satisfaction and a smile.
"Your Majesty, all I ask is that my chains be removed."
The girl raised her hands. Her wrists were scratched and scarred by the chains.
"Okay, your chains are gone."
Zuo Feng just flashed this thought, and the girl stood up and stood elegantly in front of him.
Her long, shimmering gray hair was as beautiful as brocade.
There were no shackles on her wrists and ankles, no scars at all, and they were as smooth as new.
White silk wrapped around her body like an elegant white dress.
She bowed with one hand over her heart in the manner of a mantis, and then disappeared.
With the prophecy that he believed in, he no longer had any worries and looked directly at the lightning in the sky.
Looking at these cyan lightnings is equivalent to looking at God.
If history and chance hadn't pushed him to this point, he would never have imagined that he would actually have such a day.
Looking directly at God? Do you still want to talk to God face to face? so what? He wants to be on an equal footing with God.
Qingmang obviously felt his slightly provocative gaze. Several lightning bolts became visibly violent.
But several attempts failed to tear through the black sky, and they began to dissipate into many cyan light spots in the sky, like fireflies.
Spots of light fell like snowflakes and began to gather in his corpse palace. Not long after, a woman's figure appeared in the soft light.
"Mantis King Zuofeng?"
"Yes, it's me."
Under the presence of the god himself, King Mantis did not get down from his black throne. Instead, he sat more upright and looked at the goddess in front of him with majestic eyes.
He was not afraid at this moment because he was now in the mind of the God of Death. The entire Corpse Mountain is the core area of the Death God's Mind Realm.
And the goddess would not hesitate to take risks and enter the realm of death. Her divine power would be greatly suppressed, and her strength should be about the same as that of a mortal.
But no matter how sharp his eyes were, looking at him like this made him uncomfortable. Because the light is too harsh.
The green light was shrouded in a soft light. Even though the light was soft, it was dazzling enough for him.
Then he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.
Even if the goddess descends into the world and appears in front of him as a mortal, this "mortal" may be powerful enough to kill him!
Qing Mang's figure and appearance could not be clearly seen, but her hair was floating in the light like a waterfall, whether it was dyed by the cyan light or whether it was originally the same color.
"Did you kidnap He Ma?"
"right."
He wanted to say something more confident, but he was surprised to find that his consciousness was so suppressed by the other party that he could only respond succinctly.
"Release him and I will spare your life."
The goddess said indifferently.
"tomorrow."
Almost everything the left winger wanted to say was suppressed. But he was actually very confused, why should I be afraid?
As the Mantis King, he has never been afraid of anything, including the God of Death, since he took this position.
The timing of his ascension to the throne coincided with the death of the God of Death.
God is also mortal.
Even if she is the goddess of green light, he actually has nothing to be afraid of. He Ma is still in his hands, isn't he?
If Goddess Qingmang kills him directly here, then she will never be able to find He Ma again.
Why would he take the initiative to promise tomorrow?
He couldn't understand.
"I will release him intact by this time tomorrow."
Worried that the word "tomorrow" was not enough to stop the goddess from taking action, he forcefully added specific details.
"but……"
He really didn't know how much courage it took him to spit out the word "but" from his heart.
"But... the premise is that the two countries cease war before that."
"Okay, I accept it."
Enshrouded in soft light and electric light, the goddess of green light nodded vaguely.
"You better keep your promise."
Qingmang stretched out a finger, her finger was as slender as a small piece of green onion.
Then she cut through the void slowly, like a carving knife cutting through rock.
The space seemed to be torn apart by her, and nature made an unbearable rustling sound like fingernails scraping against a blackboard.
Bright electric light surged out like blood from the void, filling the natural wounds.
"If tomorrow he loses a hair.
"I will crush your body, imprison your soul, destroy your country, exterminate your race, and delete your history.
"I will erase all your marks and make you feel like you have never been in this world.
"I will imprison your god in nothingness forever."
This is her ultimate curse. But if you want to destroy a god, it's best to use this method.
If all the believers disappear, no one will think of him again in the future, and there will be no possibility of someone re-inspiring believers to resurrect this god.
"I will fulfill it."
Regardless of whether it was true or false, King Mantis felt that this was the only thing he could say. Otherwise he thought he would be destroyed on the spot.
Qingmang took a step back, and his figure gradually disappeared.
But the crack she carved into the air is still clearly visible.
King Mantis felt that a huge stone in his heart disappeared, and he seemed to have regained the pride and majesty of the king.
Just as he was about to move, the electric light carved by the goddess suddenly flashed in the air. The light filled the entire dark room, and he felt a sharp pain like a fire brand on his face.
The electric light disappeared and he touched his face.
His face was shamefully branded with a mark of electric light, and he could still feel the power of the electric light surging uneasily in it.
Needless to say, if Qing Mang is not satisfied tomorrow or she doesn't come at all, this burst of electric light will be enough to shatter him to pieces.
But the premise is that he was still a mortal at that time.
He proudly touched the scars on his face and looked at the dark sky unscrupulously.
If everything goes well, by tomorrow, he will be the same as Qingmang, the former God of Death, and the gods of Central and Western Continent, right?
At that time, I was on an equal footing with you. What could a mere flash of lightning do to me?
By this time tomorrow, I will already be a god!
