Chapter 683 Negotiation, ceasefire!



After saying that, he looked at Ancestor Mo.

However.

But all he saw was the look in Mo Laozu's eyes as if he was looking at a fool.

"armistice?"

Ancestor Mo's face was filled with sarcasm. "Right now, our human race has over thirty Divine Kings, and our armies of True Gods and Celestial Gods number in the millions. We completely have the upper hand on the battlefield, and yet you actually want to cease fire? Could it be that our human territory is a place where you, the Black Lion Clan, can come and go as you please?"

"Your human race does have the upper hand at the moment, but as far as I know, in addition to fighting my Black Lion clan, your race also has to take into account the Feathered People. Although our two clans are not as strong as yours individually, if we join forces, your race will definitely not be a match... If we continue to fight, your race will not gain any benefits!"

This arrogant and black-faced lion commander still has hope.

But Patriarch Mo ruthlessly exposed him.

"Altos, if you asked me to come here just to talk such useless nonsense, then there's no need for us to continue talking!"

He said impatiently, "The Feathered Tribe has been defeated, and their great elder was even killed by a powerful human. This means that now we only have you as our enemy!"

"I won't say anything more. If our two tribes want to cease fire and withdraw our troops, that's fine, but you can't just leave like that. Our human territory is not a place where you can come and go as you please. You must pay the price for this!"

Patriarch Mo got straight to the point.

Seeing this, the Black Lion Clan's leader knew he couldn't joke around any longer, so his expression grew serious. He said in a deep voice, "Tell me, what do we need to pay in order to retreat safely?"

His voice was heavy.

Because he could almost foresee the scene where Mo Changsheng would extort money from him and he would have to bleed heavily for it.

As expected.

As soon as these words came out, Ancestor Mo laughed immediately.

He spoke calmly and leisurely, "More than a dozen Divine Kings, plus the lives of millions of True Gods and Celestial God-level warriors, must be quite valuable, right?"

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