If this matter can be clarified, then it might be possible to forcefully seize the soul and other things.

So this guy can't die yet.

After Dikao wrote the letter, Rabel had tied him up, lying on the ground with saliva and smirking, as if he had no idea what was about to face.

Looking at Zelas on the ground, Dikao thought of another question: "He was just stupid, but he was not dead. Besides, he doesn't want him to die now. So how should the issue of belonging to the scepter be solved?"

Generally speaking, there are only two outcomes in wars between human countries.

Either the loser takes the initiative to hand over the scepter, so that the guardian formation will eventually merge into one.

Either the winner kills the loser and you can still get the scepter.

But now, it seems that neither of these two paths can be done very well.

But Dikao decided to give it a try, so he took out a lollipop and came to Zelas and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zelas, who tasted the sweetness, giggled at Dikao: "I want to..."

"Do you still want it?" Dikao smiled, "Yes, but you have to promise me something."

As he said that, Dikao reached out and Rabel next to him handed the scepter to him.
Chapter completed!