A hint of surprise flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes: "You actually know the origin of this thing?"

He didn't even recognize this item at first, but after learning about its effects, he was so happy that he couldn't sleep for days. Now that the natives of a weak world actually knew about it, how could he not be surprised?

Upon receiving his affirmative reply, Zu An was equally astonished; this was merely a treasure mentioned in the novel "Investiture of the Gods" from his previous life.

Because of its miraculous effects and its crucial role, it has frequently appeared in many online fantasy novels.

I never expected to see it in this world. It really is just like the legends say, capable of making all kinds of magical artifacts fall and become ineffective.

He always felt that this world he had transmigrated into was somehow connected to his previous life, and now this sense of familiarity was becoming stronger and stronger.

Jing Teng happened to mention the name of the Luo Bao copper coin in the temple. She couldn't help but stare at the figure in the sky with some surprise, wondering how he knew it too.

From a distance, Salami looked up at the sky and then at Jing Teng. How come everyone else knows but she doesn't?

Does this make me look silly?

Especially when Jing Teng casually mentioned the name of the treasure, she was already beautiful, and now she had such profound knowledge, which made her even more jealous.

Thinking of this, she pretended to know a lot about the Treasure-Dropping Coins and asked Mogard, "Uncle Mogard, since the Demon Lord has the Treasure-Dropping Coins in his hands, isn't he invincible?"

Hmph, so many women are obsessed with that man, aren't they going to be driven crazy by this?

Sure enough, upon hearing her words, all the women turned to look in their direction and pricked up their ears.

Mogad replied in a deep voice, "With this treasure in hand, the Demon Lord cannot use any of the opponent's magic weapons or even weapons. So the only option is to compete with him in terms of physical strength. And the Demon Lord himself has no problem using various magic weapons. I think he has the victory in his grasp."

He felt a sense of admiration, thinking that no wonder the enemy who had suppressed them for so many years was so powerful.

Salami was equally saddened, thinking that her father was invincible in close combat. If he had this treasure coin, who in the entire universe could be his match?

I wonder where he is now, or if he has really met with misfortune...

Above the sky, the Demon Lord revealed a victorious smile: "Regent, now that you know the effects of this treasure, you should know that you are no match for me. Of course, since you hold the power of this world, it is not easy for me to kill you. In that case, how about we cooperate?"

"Cooperation?" Zuan chuckled. "Is cooperation even possible for us?"

“Of course there is,” the Demon Lord pointed into the temple. “Currently, the most irreconcilable conflict between us is only those few women who need to be sacrificed. However, I have already figured out the formation, and it’s not necessary for them to be sacrificed. I will return them to you safely, and we can find a few substitutes among the demons. Then there will be no conflict between us.”

Zu An felt a chill in his heart. He would not let Pei Mianman and the other women get into trouble, nor would he stand by and watch those innocent bystanders suffer because of it.

"Heh, they were already under my protection. You're using what rightfully belongs to me as a bargaining chip. You've got a very clear plan," Zuan sneered. "Besides, you want to seize the beacon of this world's laws from that historical fragment. Do you really think I'd cooperate with you?"

"These long-forgotten fragments of history are the legacy of our demon world, and it is only natural that I inherit them. As for the matter of the Beacon of Laws..." The Demon Lord paused and continued.

"Let alone whether I can actually find the Beacon of Law in that historical fragment, even if I do find it, I can still carve out my own territory and give you countless worlds to rule over. Wouldn't that be better than you staying stuck in this small world?"

Zuan laughed and said, "But as far as I know, the world you conquered before has almost been destroyed by the Doomsday Beasts. The only thing you can count on is this little world you mentioned. Your empty promise is not very clever."

The Demon Lord's face darkened: "You should know that only in this world can you have a slight chance of fighting me. In another world, you are no match for me and have no right to negotiate with me. Now, I am already showing you great sincerity by making you a position below one demon and above all demons."

"Oh, then I should thank you, right?" Zuan looked at him teasingly.

Sensing that he wasn't tempted by his offer at all, the Demon Lord's voice carried a hint of murderous intent:

"I respect you as a strong person, which is why I've given you so many opportunities. Don't be stubborn and refuse to listen to reason!"

Zu An also looked solemn: "Coincidentally, I drink whatever I want and I never like being forced by others."

"Since you're courting death, don't blame me for being impolite!" The Demon Lord exuded killing intent, and as he spoke, he appeared in front of Zu An and attacked his vital points.

Having just witnessed his absurd speed, Zuan dared not be careless and swung his sword to attack his opponent.

The Fallen Treasure Coin has a strong restraining effect on those magical treasures. As long as he keeps his divine sword in his hand and uses it to unleash his supernatural powers, it won't have much of an effect when used as a melee weapon.

"Brother Zu's swordsmanship is truly divine!" Soren Shi, watching from the temple below, was mesmerized.

Jiang Luofu frowned slightly: "That demon lord is too fast, which makes it impossible for Azu to exert the power of many of his sword techniques before he has to change his moves."

Jing Teng gave her an approving look. This mature woman in black stockings did have some insight, but her taste in stocking colors was really questionable.

Hei Jingteng shouted in her mind: "What do you mean by her taste in stocking colors? Black stockings are so beautiful, white stockings are heretical, usually used by older women to pretend to be young."

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