Global Scourge

Chapter 343 Who dares to disobey me
The reason why Zhu Zichen still keeps the undead plane is for the convenience of going back and forth.

After all, he still has nine resource planes, and the resources produced every day have to pass through the undead plane to be transported to the undead star.

And these nine resource planes are the most important resource income of Undead Star now.

After all, although the Undead Star has developed a lot, plants and ecological chains have gradually formed.

But after all, the time is still short, and it is still difficult to achieve a balance of payments.

After inspecting the plane of the undead for a while, Zhu Zichen left the plane of the undead and came to the trading plane of the Fallen Angels Guild, the City of Angels.

City of Angels This is the main city of the Fallen Angels Guild and their headquarters.

And the behind-the-scenes funder of the Fallen Angel Guild is the Wilson family.

When the Legion of Hell invaded Blue Star with all their strength, the Wilson family moved to the dark world.

Now that 100 years have passed, although the Wilson family also has investments in the real world, their main assets are still in the dark world.

And relying on the two viruses T and G, the business is getting bigger and bigger, and even suppressed his plague, and now it has almost become a monopoly industry.

The Fallen Angels Guild has also become a pivotal guild among players, only a little worse than Angela's American League of Players.

It was noon in the City of Angels at this time, and the streets were very lively, with many people coming and going, checking their favorite items or units.

Whether it is a roadside stall or a storefront on the street, it is always overcrowded.

Zhu Zichen, who was walking on the road, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Alas... My No. [-] trading plane is basically completely cold, and only a few high-profile products are still selling well.

But the trading plane of the Fallen Angels Guild is getting more and more lively.

"Take a look, take a look, the high-level artifact is sold at a low price!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the artifact is on sale!"

"Today's promotion is discounted, buy one get three for advanced units!"

"Receive resources, the highest price in the audience is to collect resources!"

"Treasures are sold at a low price, one gold coin in the audience, you can't buy one gold coin, you will lose money, and you can't buy one gold coin, you will be fooled!"

Hearing the hawking from the street stall, Zhu Zichen suddenly had the idea that after staying in Undead Planet for a long time, he was a little derailed from reality.

I didn't expect that legendary items would be called artifacts if they were painted with glitter powder.

Several goblins who were cast with powerful spells have become high-level troops.

Some randomly dug ores, painted with some paint, are high-level resources.

Sure enough, human creativity and imagination are unlimited.

Suddenly he made up his mind that he must not let his Undead Star remain lifeless like this.

After a while, he arrived at the residence of the Fallen Angels Guild.

When the two crocodile warriors at the gate saw Zhu Zichen, they put down their swords and halberds and blocked the way.

"This is the residence of the fallen angels, and no one else is allowed to enter."

"Show your pass!"

Zhu Zichen didn't speak, but the divinity in his whole body began to surge, and then flew into the station.

The two crocodile warriors guarding the door froze for a moment, and then broke out in cold sweat.

They dared to be disrespectful to a god just now, and let the other party wait at the door.

Fortunately, I met a god with a good temper. If I met a god with a bad temper, they would all be dead at this time.

Thinking of this, the two crocodile fighters were immediately terrified.

In the station, Zhu Zichen's divinity flickered very quickly, and the coercion of the middle god appeared instantly.

The members of the Fallen Angels immediately felt the coercion, and began to take off into the air one after another.

Soon a middle-aged man with yellow hair and blue eyes flew not far in front of Zhu Zichen, and said respectfully: "I don't know which god is coming, the reception is not good, please forgive me."

Although this is the residence of the fallen angels, the coercion coming from them is that of the middle gods, which is not something they can resist at all.

After all, the strongest of them here is only a demigod, what can they use to fight against a middle god.

Zhu Zichen looked at the man in front of him and felt more and more familiar, so he asked curiously, "Are you Greyler?"

After he took down Angela's plane, Angela found a helper from the Fallen Angels Guild.

At that time, Grele took a fancy to the zombie plague and began to cooperate with him.

But he didn't like the T virus and G virus, so he didn't cooperate deeply.

And if I remember correctly, he also lent a Lich to the Fallen Angel Guild back then.

But now it can't be sensed anymore, it should be dead.

Greller looked at the person in front of him and felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"you are?"

He did not have the memory of Zhu Zichen. He had only met him once, but now Zhu Zichen's appearance had changed drastically.

Putting on the Armor of Hill and the Helm of Dominion on his head, of course he was unrecognizable.

"I am the Lord of the Undead, the one who cooperated with you in the zombie plague."

Hearing this, Greller suddenly realized something.

"It turned out to be you. I didn't expect that after such a long time, you have become a middle god."

Speaking of this, he suddenly burst into envy.

He is only a high-level demigod until now, and he has become an intermediate god before he even touches the gates of the lower god's domain.

Although he was also promoted to one of the vice presidents of the Fallen Angels Guild by virtue of his contributions to the zombie plague and became a real high-level executive, compared with Zhu Zichen, there was a huge gap.

After a while, Grele brought Zhu Zichen to the inner hall of the guild, and began to sit down and chat.

After chatting about homework for a while, we entered the topic.

"I don't know what will happen to our Fallen Angels Guild when the Lord of the Undead is crowned?"

Zhu Zichen was not polite, and said directly: "I need your assistance for a research here. According to our previous agreement, you are also obliged to provide assistance to me."

Hearing this, Greer was taken aback for a moment.

Hundreds of years have passed, and he has forgotten all the verbal agreements because he didn't sign it.

But he was not stupid enough to say otherwise or admit it right away, but said with a smile: "Oh, sorry, it's been too long, I don't even remember."

"If you don't mind, can you wait a few days and let us discuss it."

After all, he is only the vice president, and he can't make decisions for the Fallen Angels Guild.

And even if it is the chairman, if he wants to make such a big decision, he needs the consent of the Wilson family behind the scenes.

Zhu Zichen was not surprised by Grele's words, but he suddenly showed a playful smile.

"Don't you want to break the contract?"

Seeing the other party's expression, Grele was startled, and at the same time remembered the other party's strength.

That's the middle god, and it's not something their Fallen Angels Guild can refuse.

If the other party starts to be ruthless, they can destroy their guild alone.

So he quickly shook his hand and said, "No, no, it's just a matter of great importance. I need to discuss it with other members of the guild."

"Hehe..." Zhu Zichen sneered and said, "I think you misunderstood. I didn't come to discuss with you, but to inform you."

Seeing that the Lord of the Undead was so strong, Grele was also a little angry.

But the opponent's strength is here, even if he dares to be angry, he dare not show it, and even laughs apologetically.

"Haha...well, I wonder what research Your Majesty wants us to cooperate with?"

Zhu Zichen shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about what you want to study, as long as you provide a hundred researchers of your T virus and G virus, and when I finish my research, I will naturally let them come back."

"This…"

Greer clenched his fists, feeling a burst of anger in his heart.

Over the years, no one has dared to talk to him like that.

Zhu Zichen narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't forget, I provided you with a lich at the beginning, and I haven't returned until now. Do you want to go back on your word?"

Hearing this, Grele immediately suppressed the anger in his heart.

After all, this matter is also true. Without the assistance of the Lich, they would not be able to develop the T virus and the G virus.

And it was indeed their fault that they embezzled this Lich.

But one hundred researchers are still researchers who study T virus and G virus, which is too embarrassing for him.

After all, the T-Virus and G-Virus are the foundation of their Fallen Angel Guild. Who knows why the Lord of the Undead sent these researchers away.

What if it is for the study of G virus and T virus.

Even if it wasn't for research, if they lost so many researchers at once, would they still want to carry out their own research?

Seeing Grele remain silent, Zhu Zichen's whole body shone with divinity, and the mighty pressure of the middle god shrouded him.

"How to say?"

Hearing the threatening tone of the Lord of the Undead, Grele was about to speak and choose Congxin, but suddenly heard a voice outside the door.

"Your Excellency, please go back, we can't agree."

A white man with no eyebrows or hair walked in.

Seeing the man, Greer immediately stood up and said respectfully, "President Malian, good afternoon."

He had never liked Ma Lian so much as he did now, and the appearance of the other party just saved him.

No matter what decision is made, it has nothing to do with him.

Ma Lian provided [-] million copies of T-Virus to all players for free in the Players' Alliance back then, completely branding T-Virus and making T-Virus the name of the current No. [-] virus.

Ma Lian just nodded lightly to Greer's greeting, and then looked at Zhu Zichen coldly.

Zhu Zichen looked at Grele and asked, "Can he represent the decision of your Fallen Angel Guild?"

Greer nodded and said, "He is the current president of our Fallen Angels."

Although it didn't say that Ma Lian could make a decision, the meaning was obvious.

When Zhu Zichen heard this, the divine power in his body could no longer be suppressed.

"Do you think you little toys can deal with me!"

After finishing speaking, the huge divine coercion spread out in all directions, covering seven to eight hundred meters around.

"Boom!" Soon the house could no longer bear the pressure and collapsed.

And it revealed a large number of T virus enhancer troops around, the number of which was at least 1.

These soldiers are of all races, but they all have one characteristic, that is, their muscles are strong and their skin has no blood.

And there is no trace of spirit in the pupil, it seems that there is no mind.

However, the creatures strengthened by the T virus are indeed without sanity, not even emotions.

This is the same as the undead, but the T virus enhancer does not consume soul fire, but meat.

As long as the T virus is strengthened, even if it is a vegetarian creature, it will become a carnivorous creature, and its appetite will be huge.

This is also a reason for limiting the strong spread of T virus.

After all, in the dark world, there is no industrialized farming, and vegetarianism is the mainstream.

Ma Lian felt the strong coercion of the other party, and his face turned livid.

But soon, his domain suddenly expanded, resisting the opponent's coercion.

He only comprehended the domain a few days ago and became a lower god, so he had the courage to resist the Lord of the Undead.

But things seemed to be a little unexpected to him. Even if he expanded the domain, he could only barely protect himself from the pressure of the Lord of the Undead.

Grele beside him could no longer bear the coercion and knelt down.

Even the nearby T-virus enhancers squatted on the ground, barely getting down.

After a while, when Zhu Zichen saw Ma Lian's domain, sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Heh, it turns out that I have been promoted to the lower god, no wonder I am so courageous."

After speaking, he held out his left hand.

Instantly a huge hand appeared around Marian and grabbed him.

"Ah!" Marian cried out in pain, exerting all the divine power in his body.

The nearby T-virus enhancers seemed to have received the order at this time, and began to stand up one after another regardless of the strong coercion.

"Crack...Crack..."

There was a burst of broken bones, accompanied by a large amount of blood.

These T virus enhancers couldn't bear the coercion of the middle god at all, and they could only be crushed to the bone by the coercion when they stood up forcibly.

Zhu Zichen didn't even make a move, and the Fallen Angels Guild couldn't do anything about him just relying on coercion.

Seeing that the tens of thousands of T virus enhancers were about to be lost, a voice sounded from a kilometer away.

"Lord of the undead, please wait a moment, no matter what, we can talk about it!"

Zhu Zichen slowed down his empty hand, then turned his head to look into the distance.

This person is still his old acquaintance.

It was the man who led the troops to attack him, his name was Javier.

Javier felt that he was out of luck at this time.

Why did he meet the evil star of the Lord of the Undead when he was on duty?

If Ma Li'an's life was lost at this time, then his future would be hopeless.

But at this time, Zhu Zichen wanted to kill the Fallen Angels Guild, so he wanted them to be obedient.

So the shaky hands did not stop, but began to consume Marian's divine power.

His divinity is thirteen times stronger than the opponent's, and his divine power consumption is also thirteen times less than the opponent's.

Soon Marian's divine power was exhausted. If he didn't want to be killed, he had to burn his divinity to maintain his domain.

At this point he regretted it to death.

If I had known that the Lord of the Undead was so strong, he wouldn't say anything.

Just let Greller take the blame, and insist on showing off.

This is all right, I'm going to die.

You must know that dying once will hurt him a lot, especially if he has just become a lower god, and he may even fall to a demigod after resurrecting once.

Thinking of this, Marian could only burn his divinity, and began to barely maintain the domain.

Seeing that his words didn't work at all, Javier could only stamp his feet anxiously on the spot.

As for going forward to help, of course he didn't dare, after all he also spared his life.

(End of this chapter)