Magaras has something up his sleeve.
He secretly attacked Galina, was it all to acquire her technology?
Liu Jun had already been studying the modifications of this sixth-tier realm, and the proposal from Magaras was quite tempting for him.
Even with his unparalleled wisdom, he requires similar knowledge to draw parallels and connect the dots.
Moreover, Galinaâs sixth-tier Divine Eraâs modification technology wasnât perfected by her alone; it must have been achieved with the assistance of countless civilizational scholars.
This accumulation of countless eons of effort indeed tempted Liu Jun.
"I will purchase anything of value."
"Magaras, I agree to your deal, come to the capital above, and letâs discuss the details."
The God of Merchants turned around, returning to his palace, "Come over to my place to chat."
"Friend, thatâs my home." Suddenly, Mingtushan asserted his presence.
Magaras glanced at Mingtushan, whose face darkened, and his expression also turned strange: "Host?"
Even though heâs well-versed in the World of Gods, it was the first time he encountered a deity playing this kind of game.
The God of Merchants, a real marvel in every sense!
This must be the truth behind "money makes the world go round"?
Itâs precisely because the God of Merchants is so wealthy, frantically using resurrection currency to secure the partnership for a ride.
This resurrection currency comes with a formidable purchasing power!
Magaras laughed, "Friend, youâve probably heard of similar stories in many mythical stories. The gods descend to the human world, and the human monarchs relinquish their palaces for the gods to reside!"
"No matter how powerful and invincible you are in the human world, for now, youâre merely an emperor of a mortal dynasty..."
"In the eternal history, the emperors and monarchs the gods have witnessed are as plentiful as grains of sand."
Magaras spoke these words to help the other party see the truth.
Do you think youâre strong?
Mortal, is still a mortal!
However, itâs because he hasnât experienced real adversity that heâs so arrogant.
If the God of Merchants wasnât present on this land, and these mortals fought him head-on, heâd probably be crying for mercy, where would he have the arrogance then?
"The God of Time?"
Mingtushan pondered and said, "I acknowledge Iâm a mortal, I admit it..."
"So, as a god, are you interested in collaborating with me to deal with the God of Merchants? We mortals canât deal with him, but shouldnât the gods have a way?"
Mingtushan wasnât foolish.
The God of Merchantsâ traits are so absurd that at first sight, he was left clueless on how to fight him.
The God of Timeâs ability, time reversal, also caught Galina off guard, striking her down.
He couldnât believe there werenât other types of gods that could restrain the God of Merchants.
Among the Divine Spirits, there must be factions and camps, interrelated and counteractive!
"Of course, thereâs a way!"
Magaras smiled, "But why should I tell you?"
Mingtushan asked, "What do you want?"
"Sorry, what I want now, you canât give, and cooperating with the God of Merchants is my optimal solution. Why should I help you against my partner?"
Magaras paused, revealing a meaningful expression, "Besides, if my true form descends, am I not the one youâd most want to kill then?"
Mingtushanâs expression turned solemn, "Arenât you afraid the God of Merchants will sell you out?"
"I believe heâll remain neutral; as the God of Merchants, merchant integrity is paramount."
Magarasâ voice was sincere, "Anyone might stab me in the back, but I believe the God of Merchants wonât."
He spoke these words with the intention for the distant God of Merchants to hear.
After all, if the cooperation succeeds, he would truly rise up.
The God, backed by the ancient Longevity God.
He, Magaras, supported by the ancient God of Merchants.
Their powerful alliance is bound to carve out a territory on the frontlines of the cosmosâs twelve trials!
Then, they can counterattack the First Trial and the Second Trial Universe.
He already imagined becoming incredibly strong in this Tenth Trial Universe, returning to fight the God.
The mere thought of it was exhilarating.
"Mortal, work hard." Patting the shoulder, teasing this cosmosâs Celestial Will Emperor, Magaras entered the palace.
Through a few exchanges, Magaras roughly understood what kind of person Mingtushan is:
Ordinary.
In every sense, quite ordinary.
But ordinary also implies a well-rounded character.
The other party clearly grew up in a very harmonious environment, which is why he appears just like an ordinary person.
And what about the madmen of the mother civilization?
Each seems like a left-behind child with psychological issues.
"This worldâs Celestial Will Emperor is so normal itâs almost unsettling for me."
Magaras stroked his chin, as he had been lurking in the mother civilization for some time preparing to ambush Galina in the future.
The civilizationâs powerhouses that ascend have varying degrees of significant issues!
Leaving aside these random thoughts, Magaras quickly followed the God of Merchants into the imperial palace.
The two sat on chairs.
Behind the God of Merchants, two royal guards were constantly tasked with killing him: "Hereâs the exquisite wine and dishes you ordered!"
"Youâre living quite well." Magaras looked at the constantly reviving God of Merchants with a peculiar expression, being perpetually slain by guards.
"Everything is bought with money."
As the God of Merchants spoke, he died once more, with a jingle of falling time-gold coins, he revived swiftly.
"I see, an experience bought at a high price."
Seeing this scene, Magaras sighed inwardly, realizing just how wealthy he truly is, even a coin a second is significant.