Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: 'Sharp Sword' in Hand

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As for what to prepare, it was naturally to ready the "sharp sword" for unsheathing, to show off some military might. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sufficient say in future collaborations with the Hell Church and the Church Court.

As long as it explodes, rubies will cover the ground.

It could only be said that humans in this world were truly resilient, thriving even in such conditions, of course, this couldn't be separated from the contributions of the Hell Church and the Church Court. Although their approach was sacrificing minor righteousness for the greater good, completely disregarding the lives at some of the seals to Hell, the number of Hells was simply too great for them to take care of every aspect.

The plan was nearing its end, just waiting for the other party to come and lift the church's seal. Calling for help at this time would mean all the previous efforts had gone to waste.

It felt to Qin Muye as if it was all done on purpose.

The preacher, after all, had never actually seen the Book of Death, only knew of it through records.

Therefore, Qin Muye's interest in Hell Power shifted towards the Book of Death.

Regarding the aliens, he preferred the original version rather than those merged with Hell Power. Although the Hell aliens increased in strength, they were inevitably limited, for the power of Hell was not something to trifle with.

The interests of a world were significant, and thus Qin Muye needed to secure his place before that.

He hadn't even recorded these coordinates yet. If he were to leave now, how would the Crimson Invasion blast its way here when the time came?

He certainly couldn't side with Hell, as it couldn't offer him any benefits. Only intelligent beings like humans would do.

He was still fixated on the Alien Queen. He had captured an Iron Blood Warrior and taken it home to keep. In that case, the Alien Queen must follow suit, and then he could unleash an epic alien versus Iron Blood Warrior battle.

He had thought about merging Crimson and Hell together, but he discovered that Hell Power carried a strong personal mark, just as the Crimson Magic emanating from Qin Muye seemed to enable others to gain certain Crimson abilities but also subjected them to certain limitations.

Therefore, there was a significant difference between one Hell and another. The only similarity was that the entrances to all Hells were sealed, because even the weakest Hell's Lord leaving Hell would be a tremendous disaster for humanity.

There were many memories of the Book of Death in his mind, but they were all rather vague, so he couldn't determine which one it was for a moment. Compared to a distinctive preacher who could be remembered at a glance, the name Book of Death indeed seemed far too commonplace.

There must be demons at work when things are amiss, Qin Muye couldn't help thinking of the Alien Queen's former host, that Hell Witch.

Qin Muye had never intended to kill the preacher, although he had dissected him several times, but the preacher didn't care at all.

Qin Muye stopped his current work, constantly pondering just what was the deal with these aliens. If they were to swarm and start a massive slaughter, there wouldn't be any confusion.

Qin Muye glanced at him, "Ready to talk now? Then, if I want to lift the seal ahead of time, what should I do?"

Qin Muye felt there was a good chance it was nothing serious. He just feared that these two didn't have a clue and were preparing to do something recklessly audacious.

Qin Muye traded in weapons to purchase various kinds of materials, such as the most basic food, wood, stone, and so on, or even to exchange technologies.

If that were so, there must certainly be a problem. As to what exactly it was, Qin Muye suspected it was Lawrence's doing.

It's a pity the world contained Hell Power. Otherwise, if magic was absent, Qin Muye could've supported the rise of a magic system the same way Wen Country did, then monopolize it later, enabling a greater extent of exploitation.

It's like a ferocious tiger playing politics; there's no need to question intelligence. With that kind of power, why play these roundabout games? A direct swipe powerful enough to make the opponent instantly drop dead would suffice.

The current husband of the Elf Queen was Rank 5, while Qin Muye was Rank 3. It was indeed an over-level monster slaughter, which led to him acquiring a Golden Treasure Chest.

Fortunately, Qin Muye didn't need to worry about these. After all, dealing with one Book of Death and aliens was troublesome enough, let alone the other Hells.

Script Dungeon Scrolls were rare, after all, being Epic level; only Heroic Level Golden Treasure Chests could cough them up. As for how the quality of the Treasure Box was determined, Qin Muye guessed it was based on the rank comparison between oneself and the enemy.

Besides, the preacher actually had his uses. Once Qin Muye completed the task and returned, the subsequent use of the Super Space-Time Transmission Channel would allow him to make contact with the higher-ups of the Hell Church and the Church Court through this preacher, then commerce could proceed.

Moreover, from what he learned through the Preacher, this world had its fair share of Hells formed by the Books of Death, and each Book of Death was unique. As for the setting, it was more or less the same, the differences lying mostly in the nature of each Hell.

This different Plane, Hell, was on this very planet-there must be at least tens of thousands of them. The larger ones were comparable to the domain of King of Hell Leviathan, while the smaller ones were no more than a cave or a temple, with not even a minion to speak of, relying solely on the Lord of Hell to take to the battlefield.

Hell Power was the same-Hell Preachers were controlled by King of Hell Leviathan, while the pumpkin-headed Evil Spirits were part of the Evil Spirit Army under the Book of Death's

command.

When the time comes, just transform this so-called Evil Spirit Army into a Ruby Army.

If he had known back then, he wouldn't have used that Script Dungeon Scroll; who would have thought that a subsequent angel investor event would flip the tables for him. If there had been a Super-Space Transmission Channel back then, he could have reaped the benefits from both worlds through their trade.

But does the Alien Queen possess such intelligence? Although the Aliens demonstrate high capability in combat, slaughter, and hunting, when it comes to matters of trade and cooperation, they fall short.

The Preacher was a man of his word; he hadn't thought of escaping, nor could he have, as he was hanging on the church's wall.

Hearing Qin Muye's words, the Preacher was stunned, showing a rare emotional fluctuation. No need to prepare in advance, just clean up after the explosion.

Essentially, they're all just emanations of this Hell's ruler; even the Hell Witch might be part of the Book of Death's progeny, considering she too had escaped from Hell and had long since been corroded by Hell Power.

Including Ciselle, the perverse Murderer who liked stuffing sausages, who was actually part of the Book of Death. If the Hell Power in his body continued to grow, he would become a living

corpse.

"Master, the Aliens are deliberately creating panic," a sparrow flew into the church and transformed into an Evangelical Spirit Monster.

"It's been confirmed, everyone in the town is trembling with fear, and their emotions are gradually getting out of control. Some of them are preparing to flee the town," said the

Evangelical Spirit Monster.

"I think you should call for backup. If the Hell Witch really controls this insect Demon, combined with Lawrence, you won't be able to hold them off," the Preacher warned aloud.

"Understood, you go and take care of it," Qin Muye thought. The Alien Queen and Lawrence are in cahoots?

"Not only do I intend to destroy these Aliens, but I also plan to kill Lawrence, and even clear out this very Hell beneath our feet," Qin Muye was not bluffing at all. He had brought a large amount of Crimson Invasion and had even tailored it to target Hell Power.

"Tian Qi, since Lawrence is preparing to make a move, we should also get ready in advance. Let's send them a gift when the time comes," Qin Muye ordered.

"Yes, Master," Tian Qi felt a surge of excitement as well. He had been holding back for quite some time and was eager to show these Aliens and Lawrence a thing or two. They had been too passive for too long and were definitely feeling frustrated.

"If the Hell Witch hasn't died but instead gained control of the Aliens, doesn't that give us a

foundation?"

"Call for backup? For what, a suicide mission? Don't worry, I'm confident," Qin Muye said

with apparent indifference.

"Are you really sure?" the Preacher couldn't help but ask.

"You sure?" Qin Muye was puzzled. He knew about the Alien Queen's impressive intelligence,

but if she was deliberately creating panic, that posed a big problem.

"Do you think I would stay if I weren't sure?" Qin Muye retorted.

"Lawrence is using fear to weaken the Seals, and if he moves quickly, the Seals will be undone

by tomorrow night. This traitor must have gained the means to do so from some source," the Preacher suddenly announced.

"Leave? How could I do that? Then how would I send off this gift."

"Such a pity for the Aliens."

"It seems these two have truly teamed up. I hope they aren't planning on pledging allegiance

to Hell together." "Ramp up the fear, but I need you to evacuate the Church as soon as possible. Once the entrance to Hell is unsealed, this place will become the Gate of Hell," the Preacher urged once

more.