This sentence pierced Ansu's heart, and also opened a bloody wound, making Ansu's mood become low and dark. Sisali felt Ansu's mood change, and she stretched out her hand

, she smoothed the feathers of Ansu’s consciousness carrier, and then Hilisa raised her head, looking at the great lord with clear eyes, and she said softly:

"Please don't hurt Ansu anymore. Dear High Lord, we came here to seek help for the resurrection of Ms. Rukhma. The Blighters assured us that they can resurrect Ms. Rukhma, but Ansu told

I, you are the real power behind them, so we come directly to visit you..."

"No!"

Before Sisali finished speaking, she was interrupted by Tyrion. The high lord looked at Sisali and the little crow on her shoulder, and he said softly:

"The decision to resurrect Rukhma has always been in your hands, Ansu... I have asked Moana to tell you a long time ago that as long as you help me get something, I will be happy to help the poor

Rukhma is resurrected...however, what is your answer?"

"You don't write letters, you don't send people, and you don't even respond to magical communications. Can I understand that you have rejected my kindness?"

Facing this question, the silent Ansu raised his head and said in a hoarse voice:

"Gah! You are forcing someone to make things difficult for you, Tyrion. I can't get what you want at all... That's not something that can be easily obtained. It's the soul of the demigod! The soul! That's the most important thing to them.

..”

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Tyrion placed Arceus in his arms on the table, and gently stroked the well-behaved pet. The pure power of death slowly penetrated into Arceus's body through Tyrion's fingers, and

This power that originally belonged to the demigod of life, subtly changed into the power of death.

The high lord looked at Ansu and said:

"It's called Arceus, a pretty good name, right?"

"I took it out of Cenarius's soul with my own hands... This process is a little "painful". You see, Anzu, in fact, I don't rely on you. I can still get these things. You still can't get them."

Do you understand?"

Tyrion tapped his fingers on the desk:

"I gave you a chance...a chance to prove that you and I are friends. However, you didn't cherish this opportunity at all. You also said that resurrecting Rukhma is the pillar of your soul? Sorry...I didn't watch it.

To your determination!"

"But everyone knows that I am a generous person, so I will give you another chance...the last chance."

"The soul fragments of the three demigods Goldrinn, Aviana, and Eisenna... you will give them to me at some time, and I will help you resurrect Rukhmar at any time."
Chapter completed!