It's very simple. You eat this thing first. Guan Heng took out a pitch-black ball, pinched the magician's chin with his five fingers, and forced him to swallow it directly.

Ah, what did you give me food? The ball bone rolled straight into his stomach. The magician asked in panic because he felt that the thing he had just swallowed had an extremely sour smell, which was really disgusting.

You are so nervous, it's just a chronic poison. Guan Heng, who was so leisurely, sneered calmly: Don't worry, this poison will not occur in a short period of time.

What the poison you gave me was so scared that the magician was sweating profusely and almost fainted.

That's right, this is a good thing. Guan Heng continued: I already know that you mercenary killers under the Trident of God are gathering everywhere and are all planning to go to the venue where the three powerful countries are about to hold a magic martial arts conference this year. I need you to do something for me secretly.

He reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his sleeve. The magician asked nervously: What do you want me to do

Let’s talk about this at that time. I now order you to lurk within the Trident of the Gods to collect their conspiracy against this martial arts competition for me. Guan Heng glanced at the magician and said: You should know that if you act rashly or reveal our conversation to others, you will not be able to get the antidote in the future.

The magician smiled bitterly: Okay, I will do what you said. Anyway, the meat is on the chopping board now, and I have no right to refuse. The magician is now unable to resist Guan Heng at all. He has always been extremely afraid of death, so even if there is a little chance of survival, the magician will not let it go easily.

In the subsequent conversation, the magician reported his name to Guan Heng. His name was Saya, and he belonged to a mercenary group secretly recruited by the Trident of the Gods.

The giant axe warrior is the leader of this mercenary group, and Saya is the deputy leader. They were recruited by a mysterious outside line of the Trident of the Gods five or six years ago. They have been engaged in some tasks related to assassination and trafficking of slaves in recent years.

Regarding the inside of the organization of the Trident of the Gods, how much do you know about Guan Heng's eyes flashed with an undetected cold light, and then stared at Saya and asked.

I may not know more about this organization than you. Saya said with a wry smile: Since the commander of our mercenary group, Giant Axe, led us to be bribed by the people of the Trident of the Gods, everyone has been doing business of killing, robbing, selling slaves and assassinating nobles from various countries.

However, the release of these tasks is arranged by some mysterious people. We usually just receive the task order and then blindly follow the other party's command to perform tasks like a puppet. To put it bluntly, we have not integrated into the core of the Trident of the Gods, but just their killing swords.

Once our blade is dull, they will abandon us without hesitation, and may even kill people to silence us. Speaking of this, Saya's face was a little sad: Originally, after performing this mission of capturing the Lord's Mansion, I also wanted to wash my hands and not do it, and return to my hometown to spend a few days of stable life. Who knew that I would meet you.

The killer's business is not a long-term solution. Everyone puts their heads on the belt. Guan Heng sneered: This time it falls into my hands, maybe it's your luck. In the days to come, you must hide honestly and use it for me at any time. I will consider giving you your life.

Well, I have no room for rejection anyway. Saya rubbed his broken leg and said: When will you give me the antidote?

Guan Heng took out another white pill at this time, gently spread it apart and threw it to Saya: Take this half of the antidote, and the chronic poison in your body will not occur within three months, but after three months, you must take the other half, otherwise you will bleed and die of blood.

With his hands trembling, Saya trembled and picked up half of the white pill, closed his eyes in fear, put the thing in his mouth and swallowed it.

Take out a piece of communication magic crystal and throw it to Saya casually. Guan Heng said: I will use this thing to keep in touch with you at any time. Remember not to make any tricks.

After glanced at the dejected magician, Guan Heng snapped his fingers at the flying winged dragon: Let's go

Guan Heng, who was flying in the air with a flying winged dragon, smiled and said: Man, we won a great victory today, and I believe you have benefited a lot.

The flying winged dragon roared proudly. Today it felt the power of the ice elements gathering outside and had already gained a lot of enlightenment.

At this moment, Guan Heng thought to himself: It seems that the three powerful magic martial arts competitions held soon will have the chance to fight against the guys of the God-Slaying Trident. Even if they cannot be uprooted, I will let the God-Slaying Trident be damaged and the soldiers are damaged.

As for the poison that was fed to Saya, it was really something Guan Heng carefully curated. After diluting the compound poison left by the six-eyed scorpion, he added some other things to make this chronic poison. It was just fun for a while, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

After a while, Guan Heng had returned to Jiaxia Town. It was already midnight. Xia Ni from the Guild Branch was anxiously waiting for him to return. As soon as he saw Guan Heng enter the door, Xia Ni hurried over: Oh, boss, why did you go for so long that I was worried so much?

Oh, I encountered some minor changes in the middle. Guan Heng smiled slightly: But now it has been solved, what about old man Heinz

Grandpa Heinz is studying your broken incarnation mask. Shani continued: According to his own claim, it seems a bit tricky to repair this thing, because the mask has been buried deep in the soil and time has passed too long, so there are many cracks.

What is difficult to do? In my opinion, Heinz is the old man who is insatiable. He had already planned it and wanted to blackmail me a repair fee. Guan Heng sneered slightly: This old guy who is jealous of money really doesn't know how to stop at the right time. I'll argue with him where he is.

Grandpa Heinz was in his own room at this time. Shani pointed to the direction upstairs: But I advise you not to disturb him, because Grandpa was very irritable when he was working, and he hated others to disturb his work the most.

The third update, good afternoon, Lao Sha continues to ask for some advice and suggestion
Chapter completed!