"At least I can still live."

"I won't kill you even if you give me the country." Dikao shrugged, "I can also let you have food, drink, and women to enjoy life."

"That's all for the joke." Augustine was obviously a little impatient.

"You should know that the demons have always promised a thousand gold?" Dikao asked back, "We can sign a contract, give me the king's scepter. As long as you don't cause trouble, I will never kill you, and it will make you feel comfortable in the rest of your life."

"No, I can't give you the king's scepter." Augustine shook her head.

Dikao shook his head, stood up and walked to the window, looked at the night view outside, opened the window, and took off his helmet.

Blood-red hair wafted in the evening breeze with Dikao's shaking head, and then fluffy on his shoulders.

"Can you answer me a question first?" Dikao, who was standing in front of the window, turned around, "If I follow your thoughts in the letter and come to talk to you, how are you going to deal with me?"

"It's not me who wants to deal with you, it's the church." Augustine began to blame him.

"Okay, the church." Dikao nodded indifferently, "How is the church going to deal with me? In order to maintain its image, they cannot directly attack me in full view."

"How do I know?"

"You have so close that you have allowed them to enter the city to recruit believers, you don't know?" Dikao asked with a smile on his face against the window.

"That was my agreement with the previous priest. My relationship with the current priest is not as close as you think." Augustine thought for a while and replied.

"Oh..." Dikao crossed his arms and nodded in front of his chest, "Let's analyze it. I killed the brave, and the previous priest died at my hands. The current priest has never taken the initiative to seek revenge on me. So here's assuming that he does not have the ability to kill me, that is, he should be on the same level as me or even lower, and cannot be higher than me."

"What do you want to say?"

"If I really come to you to talk to you as the suggestion in your letter, and if I want to kill me in this case, the easiest way is to use the gods to protect the magic circle." Dikao nodded, "Once the foreign tribe kills people within the guardian formation, they will be killed. But do you know the difference?"

"What's the difference?" Augustine felt a little bit bad.

"The emperor is different from ordinary people." Dikao explained, "The emperor is the guardian of a country. If I hurt you, the guardian formation will be activated immediately. But if it is someone other than the emperor... this quota is about ten people."

This is the conclusion that Dikao had just passed through a series of operations that seemed extremely intelligent today.

If foreign tribes kill within the guardian formation, ordinary people have to kill about ten before they can trigger a real counterattack.

When Augustine heard Dikao's words, he narrowed his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"So if the church wants to kill me, the best way is to let me kill you during the negotiation process!" Dikao grinned and showed a sinister smile unique to the devil. "Then the question is, why should I kill you during the negotiation process? It seems that there is only one option, that is, you should do something with me first!"

As soon as Dikao said this, Augustine opened her eyes widened.

It is not surprising that humans can think of these things, but Dikao in front of him is a demon!

Although they are also smart creatures, demons rely more on their own powerful power, so they have always been inferior to humans in terms of strategy.

Augustine didn't believe that these were all thought out by Dikao himself. After all, his city coexisted by humans and demons, and perhaps there were human counselors under his command.

"Although you have no reason to kill me,..." Dikao smiled, "The 1,500 people sent to me some time ago seem to have become fanatical believers. If a similar magic is released on you..."

"Hmph..." Augustine suddenly sneered, "It seems that you still have a lot of smart people in your hands..."

"It doesn't matter, the key is that the church is obviously using you." Dikao bent over slightly and leaned forward. "In this case, you are not a good decision to choose to be an enemy of me."

"We were already enemies decades ago." Augustine Hardbonbon replied.

"Yes, but don't make a mistake. You sent the brave men to cause trouble for me first." Dikao reminded, "I have never provoked you."

"You are the demon clan!"

"Yes, I am a demon, so you should kill me?" Dikao said, "For me, you humans are still prey... No, high-level lives are prey, at most you are just food, so it's natural for me to eat you?"

"This is sophistry!"

"This is the fact!" Dikao took two steps forward and looked straight into his eyes. "But I'm not here to discuss right or wrong with you today. There are different answers on different positions. I just want to tell you that if you don't want to die, it's better to give me the king's scepter."

"Is this a threat?" Augustine looked straight at Dikao.

"You can think of it, but you'd better think about it." Dikao took another step forward, his voice becoming low. "Now the church is clearly using you. If you become enemies with me at this time, do you think you will have a good life?"

"You can't kill me."

"It's true!" Dikao nodded in agreement, but his voice was getting deeper and lower. "But I said, for the demons, there are ten places for ordinary people, and I now have seven thousand evil spirit knights, two thousand elves, skeleton soldiers and ghouls, and so on... Do you think how many people are in your Sunshine City enough for me to kill? If the population of Sunshine City is dead, who else can you rule?"

It didn't matter to listen to Dikao's previous words, but when he heard it behind, Augustine couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

This is what Dikao wants, killing people and heartbroken!

"If I send a ghost knight in every day to kill ten people and leave. Send another one in the next day to kill ten people, and so on, how long do you think it will take to turn this city into a ghost town?"

Dikao's voice was extremely low, but particularly clear.

The so-called demon's whisper refers to the low and clear voice of Dikao at this moment.

This is also considered a demon's talented skill. It drives magic when speaking and pronounces, which can make the obedient person feel a sense of picture with the description of language.

However, this is only useful for lower-level ones, and the larger the level difference, the more obvious the effect.

"Not to mention that I have many humans under my command, which totals more than 10,000." Dikao continued to lean forward and slowly approached his face. "If you use this method, you will not be able to kill all your entire country in a long time, right? The country is gone, do you think the God Guardian Array will still exist? Then you will be a king of a deceased country..."

Augustine's eyes gradually became a little dull as she listened to Dikao's description, as if she really saw the scene of many people dying in her country every day.

As the number of people decreased, the city became more and more dilapidated, and the streets gradually became dirty, and even filled with irregular dry blood.

People are like walking zombies, frightened every day, and a large number of people can't stand this torture and commit suicide one after another.

Finally, the fearful people and ministers united to pull themselves off the throne...

Gradually, Augustine's lower lips began to tremble involuntarily.

"Of course," Dikao changed his tone, "If you give me the King's Scepter, I can guarantee that your people will live a better life than they are now. You don't have to worry about dying, I will satisfy your second half of your life..."

Augustine couldn't help but shivered, and her eyes were filled with fear when she looked at Dikao.

"Think about it carefully, it seems that I don't have to wait until the whole country is slaughtered." Dikao grinned, "I send 100 Ghost Knights every day, killing ten people each, and in just one night, one thousand people can die in Sunac City. Do you think that under this situation, you, the emperor, can still be safe tomorrow?"

Augustine got goose bumps all over her body, and she couldn't help but sweat on her head, "You..."

"Besides, it's still a little bit whether the guardian array has memory functions. If not..." Dikao licked his lips and showed an evil smile. "The same evil spirit knight comes in and kills ten people. As long as you go out and come in, you can kill ten more... I think it's very necessary to conduct an experimental argument. What do you think?"

"You...you are..." Augustine trembled with her lips, her eyes full of fear.

"Well, I'm a demon." Dikao nodded, "You said that if this happens, will your people hate you? I think that at that time they will all become demons, and it is possible that they will rush into the palace to tear you... Then you will find that each of their faces will become exactly the same as mine..."

"Don't...stop talking...stop talking..." Augustine couldn't help but raise her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her head, no longer having the courage to continue looking at Dikao.

"But, as long as you give me the King's Scepter, these assumptions won't really happen." Dikao stood up and looked down at him, "Now, the decision is up to you!"

"well……"

Augustine took a deep breath, "You can give the scepter, but... you have to make a contract with me, and you can't hurt me, and you have my people..."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't cause trouble, I will not only not hurt you, but also protect you!" Dikao said, "I can write these in the contract!"

"Okay..." Augustine's expression on her face was a little irresistible, but she finally nodded.

"Tu tuk tuk."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and then the maid's voice sounded outside the door, "Your Majesty, the ministers have arrived."
Chapter completed!