A blue soul fire rose in the eyes of the Great Immortal God.
"This is a fair trade."
Richard said as he sized up the figure from head to toe.
"Do you think that the value of a centaur… How could you compare it to killing a god?"
The essence of the negotiation was not to reveal his trump card to the other party.
He couldn't give up on Emily, but the more he did, the more he didn't care.
That playful tone made the Great Immortal God's heart thump.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
The Great Immortal God had almost turned oblivious. The person who stood before him was a human known for his greediness.
Moreover, it was a soul from another plane, Grace Mainland Lord.
He knew his personality well, although he had only known the lord for some time. They had souls that were greedier and braver than ordinary people.
One could describe his actions as merciless.
