Chapter 443 The Ten Great Elders!
Hearing this, Mike felt a little relieved, because excitement meant many things, and none of them would be bad for him.
“Perhaps they also want to ally with me. The reason they didn’t give me an answer is that they think I’ve neglected them, or that they hate me very much. But if that’s the case, they don’t need to see me,” Mike muttered to himself.
Mike raised his eyebrows and heaved a sigh of relief. He followed Philip and led Akari and Little Jerry into the gnome dwarves.
Philip led Mike and the others into the living room. As soon as Mike entered, he discovered that the legendary ten gnome elders were all present.
Mike sighed. He understood that he might lose some face today, but in order to stop the Dark Magi, he could not care too much.
He continued to speak to the ten elders, “I am Mike of the Dragon Castle, I greet all the elders.”
Immediately after, a beautiful woman stood up. She slowly walked in front of Mike and carefully sized him up.
A moment later, she walked in front of Mike and stretched out a jade-like hand toward Mike. She smiled lightly. “I’ve long heard of young hero Mike. Seeing you today, you really live up to your reputation. This is the first time we’ve met. Let’s get to know each other. My name is Zi Wu.”
Mike gently held Zi Wu’s jade-like hand and tactfully let go. He looked at Zi Wu and said, “I’ve long heard of the great reputation of the Poison Fairy, Zi Wu. You really live up to your reputation.”
Mike shook his hand, and a ball of purple mist flew out from his hand.
When Zi Wu saw that Mike had so easily neutralized her poison gas, she was still a little unconvinced. However, she heard the elder say, “That’s enough. back off. Mike came from afar. Don’t ask him so many questions. That’s not how you treat a guest.”
Mike looked at the elder and subconsciously released his spiritual power through his body. He was surprised to find that even if this elder’s strength was not as strong as the Guardian, it was not far off.
The ten elders greeted Mike one by one. When Mike shook hands with an elder, a huge force suddenly came from the elder’s hand.
Mike looked at the old man in surprise but found that the old man’s eyes were very cold, but more of it was disdain.
Mike asked, “How should I address you?”
The old man smiled and said, “My surname is Zou. You can just call me Old Man.”
Mike smiled and suddenly exerted force with his right hand. He said to the old man, “h.e.l.lo, Old Man. Nice to meet you for the first time.”
The Old Man thought he was at an advantage easily, but when Mike exerted force, he realized that he was wrong. He was so wrong.
‘He is so strong!’ Old Man thought, as his left hand was in pain.
Mike looked at the old man and slowly let go of his hand.
Old Man put his hand behind his back and slowly sat back in his seat.
From her angle, Zi Wu saw that the old man’s hands were trembling. For a moment, she began to fear Mike.
Old Man turned to look at Mike and asked, “Mike, why did you come to visit us today?”
Mike heard this and sighed, saying, “It’s because I didn’t personally come to offer the invitation last time, so I felt guilty, so I came to apologize.”
Hearing this, the elder glanced at others and said lightly, “You’re too polite. If Spiderweb really wants to attack the Otherworld, then we gnome dwarves naturally have to fight the enemy as well.” The elder’s meaning was that if the Spiderweb did not attack the Otherworld, then you can forget about forming an alliance with us!
Mike understood the elder’s meaning. He took out a battle report from his interspatial ring and handed it to the elder.
“Please look, the Dark Magi have already begun to attack the Otherworld. Their vanguard troops alone have already caused the imperial palace to be in a terrible state. I once went to the palace to meet the Ruler, but the Ruler has never given me a clear answer.”
“Stop.” The elder called out to Mike and asked, “You mean that the Ruler doesn’t believe you?”
Mike sighed and said, “If that’s what you think, then that’s not wrong.”
The elder frowned and looked at Mike. He asked, “Then what qualifications do you have to make me believe you?”
Mike said, “I’ve entered the Otherworld twice and discovered a large experiment that the Dark Magi had done in the Otherworld.”
“What experiment?”
Mike told everyone about how the Dark Magi had ma.s.s-produced divine-tier experts.
A slightly plump old man said, “Haha, Mike, you’re treating us old fellows as fools. who here doesn’t know the harsh conditions and resources required to produce a divineotier expert? Let’s not talk about others. I’ve heard that when Mike recovered, the Dark Church had taken out 30% of their funds to purchase divine power replenis.h.i.+ng devices for you. This was only your expenditure alone. If what you’ve said is true and there are hundreds or thousands of divine-tier experts, how rich would the Dark Magi be?” Mike sighed. He understood that the most tiring thing in the world was to discuss matters that were beyond their understanding with those who thought themselves to be wise. However, there was no other way. In order to obtain the support of this group of old-fas.h.i.+oned people, he had to prove his words with facts.
Mike took a deep breath, stood up, and said, “Those whose strength is below 5-star heaven-tier, please withdraw from the meeting room.”
The elder was a little surprised. He asked, “What are you doing?” Mike said, “I just want to show everyone something, and this thing is very troublesome. Once I take it out, the weak will be directly a.s.similated into the undead.”
The elder guessed what Mike was going to take, and he said to everyone, “The group of people he mentioned earlier, go out first.”
Little Jerry wanted to push the wheelchair out, but was stopped by Mike. “It’s okay, I’ll protect you.”
Little Jerry smiled and pushed the wheelchair to come behind Mike.
Mike summoned Mantou. At this moment, Mantou had already stored dozens of divine-tier undead bodies in his stomach. Mike looked at Mantou and was secretly surprised at the greatly increased strength. He said to Mantou, “Take out one.”
Mantou crawled up, opened its mouth, and spat out a divine-tier undead body that was similar in size to a human.
As soon as the undead body was spat out, a powerful undead power immediately swept through the living room. Everyone present felt the rapidly increasing density of undead power, and their expressions were not very good.
Mike smiled and said, “How is it, everyone? I didn’t lie to you, right?”
The elder sighed and said, “Are all the people you’ve seen as strong as him?”
Mike nodded, patted the stomach of Mantou, and said, “Not only that, this undead is only one of the strongest ones in its stomach. The strongest one even almost injured me.”
The expressions of the elders and the rest of the elders changed. They looked at this divine-tier undead and said, “Mike, can you tell us how many of these enemies there are?”