Yama Rising Chapter 900: : Position

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Viracocha returned to his room.

He was fidgeting, and he didn't take a sip of the coffee he picked up. Pick up, put down, and repeat this action continuously. Finally, ten minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door. A wicked voice said, "My lord, the three gods of death in the ambassador group have arrived as you ordered."

He took a deep breath and stood up, the door opened, and he smiled and walked up: "As soon as I arrived in Nara, everyone came here without rest. I'm very sorry. However, there is indeed something extremely important here." /

Xuloter glanced at him lightly, then sat down with a hum. Supayi, Apche are the same. He didn't have a good face to him.

This is a fundamental conflict of interest.

For one thing, anyone who understands the three major gods of the New World and the corn myth knows that these three were the first gods of death, and they really grew up following the development of religion. Everyone has been brilliant, even if it is now declining. However, they did not have the final say in the New World Ambassadors.

The second rule is the most fundamental. Velacocha... is a person from the Queen of Pluto.

They are eager for the Pluto King to return to heaven immediately, then it will be their own world. But what the other party has to do is to desperately collect clues that can make Pluto alive. The position is different.

How can you have a good face?

Vilacocha also knew his identity well, so he poured three cups of tea and pushed it over. After more than ten seconds of pondering, he finally said: "I want to leave Nara."

The gazes of the three gods of death glanced over.

"Leaving Nara suddenly..." Supayi is a bald-headed person with a cave on his head and countless snakes and lizards crawling out of it. The eyes are as big as a frog, and the pupils circle around. As if looking at the other person blankly: "Is it because I found a clue that the Queen of Pluto can value?"

Vila Kocha smiled and said, "No, there are some things that must be reported."

"Oh?" Xiloter took out a pocket watch and looked at it: "It's only an hour in Nara, and you found the clue? Why don't we know?"

If he looked at each other deeply: "I heard...you went to the Huaguo Jifu once?"

"It has nothing to do with this." Velacocha sulkily said: "Listen, guys. I have to go back. I'm not sure when I can come. If the conference is held before the time, anyway, please Don’t vote!"

He gritted his teeth: "If you must vote, you must also vote for the Huaguo Jifu!"

The eyes of the three death gods flickered, and they said nothing.

There was a strange silence in the room. After a long time, Apche said: "Who does this mean?"

"Is it you or the two masters?"

"If there are two masters, why didn't they tell us?"

Viracocha's mouth dropped slightly. The nasolabial pattern appears more profound.

The same sentence, the underworld that can live to the present has long been tempered into a monster by thousands of years. He wants to leave immediately, and he has only been to the Huaguo Jifu before. It is too easy for people to think of what Huaguo Jifu has promised.

He wanted to hide it from the other party, but now he found that it was impossible. They are all foxes for thousands of years.

He sighed lightly and said quietly: "It's my decision."

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately said solemnly: "However, before leaving, the two masters gave me full power to determine! I will use it now! I hope you stabilize the situation, even...when necessary Stand on the side of Huaguo Jifu and wait for me to come back!"

"Got it

. "Xiuluotel took the lead to stand up, and said impatiently: "This is a trivial matter, you just need to let people say it, there is no need to make it so grand. The king thought something major had happened. "

Wow... the door slowly closed behind him. Xiulotel walked forward with a dull face, and his attendant immediately followed, without speaking. Because he was familiar with the other party, he obviously felt that the **** of death was in a bad mood.

Walking all the way back to his room in silence and speechlessness, just after closing, the attendant had not had time to turn around, and a loud noise rang behind him.

"Damn bastard!" Xiloter had already pressed his hand on the table, gritted his teeth and said: "He must know... he knows the secret to the two old dogs! Don’t go back!"

"Why?!"

"Hua Guo Jifu...I clearly let Xu Fu go. It is clear that we have reached a tacit understanding that does not require language. Why are you betraying me here!!"

Yes, this is betrayal. At least he thinks it is!

Obviously everyone has reached a certain understanding, why do you want to abandon this understanding? Is it because I am not the master of death? How long can the Pluto Queen live?

Why do you have to help them? Instead of investing in the future? Don't invest in me? !

The attendant shivered in the corner, and Xiulotel was instantly calm after being furious. He picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, sitting in a position like a stone sculpture, motionless.

However, it is not that people can be quiet if they want to be quiet, and things never change with people's thinking.

Boom...The door knocked softly, and Xiuloter tapped his chin at random. The door opened, and Supay and Apche were already standing at the door. Before entering the door, Xiuloter said lightly: "I don't want to see you now."

When Pluto died, who did not stare at that position? Strictly speaking, they are all rivals.

Apuche is a thin man with a skull mask. Colorful paint is outlined on the hideous mask. The ghost fire bounced and waved, all the attendants behind him withdrew. He ignored Xiuroter's warning and walked into the room with Supay. Sat in front of each other.

"Coffee doesn't make people numb, it can't solve the problem, and it's impossible to even forget the pain." A few seconds later, he finally said: "Instead of being bored here, how about...Shall we discuss it?"

"What to discuss?" Xiloter put down his cup. Suddenly said loudly: "Discussing a trivial mortal tribe witch, can actually be pressed on our heads?!"

"Still discussing what he smelled on his dog nose? I am eager to take credit with the two masters?!"

"Or even discussing that the three gods of death have the right to vote independently!?"

He let out a long sigh, and snorted coldly: "There are nearly a hundred death gods in the world, and we are the ones who live the most aggrieved. Is there anything to discuss? How to discuss self-humiliation?"

Supay ignored his anger, but suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about why the inspector suddenly returned?"

Shulotel raised his eyebrows without speaking. Supayi continued: "The Huaguo Jifu visited them. It happened that I learned from an old friend that the current situation of the Huaguo Jifu is not ideal. He needs allies, so... he will not hesitate to play an unprecedented hole card. Listen. At this point, I realized it suddenly."

Shulotel finally spoke: "What trump card."

Supay lowered her voice, and murmured in her mouth, faintly said: "For example...what does the Pluto Queen want most?"

Shulotel suddenly raised his head, eyes

The ghost fire in his eyes beats frantically.

Above Yama...The four words are like diao initiation. And the more I think about it, the more I feel... it's probably like this!

Regardless of the timing, logic, starting point, and winners, all can match!

"They dragged them to death... How many gods of death are looking forward to their deaths, Hua Guo Jifu... Is this going to send charcoal in the snow?" He gritted his teeth and said these words, regretting letting Xu Fu go.

I had known today, he would open the Shurotel barrier at the beginning!

"Whether it is or not, I can't let him return to the New World." Apche said hoarsely.

Siulot sneered: "Do you want to die?"

Apuche said without hesitation: "On the contrary, I want to live and live better. Have you thought about it, it is usually impossible, but now... it is not impossible!"

"I learned from that old friend that the Tsushima Strait African Holy Spirit Ambassador Group has been intercepted by the Sanchang. At this time... it doesn't matter if you die more than a **** of death, right?"

Xuloter raised his eyebrows, did not answer immediately, and calmly said a few seconds later: "Your old friend? Which old friend?"

Supay and Apche stood up with a smile and clapped their hands: "We are honored to introduce you."

Sand... the door opened quietly. Xiu Luoter's pupils shrank suddenly.

Just outside the door, Izanami, Archimedes, standing there with a smile.

"Yes..." Xiloter was stunned for five seconds before turning his head to look at the two death gods: "I hold my thigh faster than me."

If you want to fight after the death of Pluto, it is indispensable to take refuge in a big power. But he did not expect that the other party had colluded with Sanchang long ago.

"This is a wise choice." Archimedes smiled and took a step: "We can give you what you want. As long as...the conference in eleven hours, the voting session, you...stand by me Here."

"The Ombudsman is still here."

"What if he isn't there anymore?" Archimedes took a step forward, and a deep smile appeared on his old face: "If he happens to be delayed at sea...or even falls?"

Fall...

Xulotel is holding the handrail tightly, which means...the secret he wants to pass back will disappear at the same time!

"Don’t worry, your two gods of death go crazy, they still know who can provoke and who can’t. This kind of death, who is forcibly brought up through magical sacrifices, will not feel heartache when he die. Will not conflict with the four constants."

Archimedes' words are full of bewitching, like a hammer, constantly knocking on Xiulotel's defense.

Apche took a deep look at Xiuloter, and said in a low voice: "The most important thing is that they have ample reasons to shoot. The master cannot doubt us."

Supayi said hoarsely: "If it is really about the secret of Yama, do you... hope that the new world will return to hundreds of years ago?"

"The death of the **** of death has only one chance in thousands of years. Are you...willing to let go of the signpost to the ruler?"

Shulotel slowly narrowed his eyes.

"How confident is it?"

"Ten%." Izanami smiled and said: "The death judge Osiris has been in the Pacific from the beginning. He will do it himself."

"Your Ombudsman, like the African Holy Spirit, is forcibly lifted up, and is vulnerable to the real death."

There is dead silence in the room.

All the eyes of the **** of death converged on Xiulotel, waiting for his final decision.