Chapter 393: 223 Preparing to Slaughter God
Alliance, by the sea.
The Gate of Bone opened, and Dean McKenzie stepped out.
As he erged, a salty sea breeze hit his face.
He opened his eyes to an endless sea.
He had to admit, the sight was quite uplifting.
“Hmm, my Secret Realm of the Land of Bone has expanded. Should I bring back so sea to the Secret Realm?
And then have Old Six build a little villa by the sea.
Living by the sea with flowers blooming in the spring, wouldn’t life be comfortable!”
Yes, as his power increased, Dean McKenzie’s demand for his quality of life gradually rose.
He felt that after working hard for so long, he deserved to enjoy life.
Building a small villa, and maybe collecting so beautiful ladies…
Speaking of beautiful ladies, Dean McKenzie couldn’t help but think of Piggy Princess.
“It’s strange, my people have almost turned the entire Goblin Secret Land upside down, but they still haven’t found them. I wonder where Piggy Princess and Chloe went!”
This made Dean McKenzie quite regretful.
Thinking about how Piggy Princess had transford into the Charming Demon Princess, Dean McKenzie had made a decision back then.
n, after all, should bear as much responsibility as possible.
And they should also be magnanimous.
Piggy Princess wanted Dean McKenzie’s body, right?
Dean McKenzie felt that he should satisfy her.
But regrettably, he couldn’t find her, so he couldn’t satisfy her even if he wanted to.
It was a pity indeed.
Yes, that was how it was when one beca powerful.
When one was weak, all one thought about was becoming stronger. Once strong, all one wanted to do was enjoy life, and provide a ho for all the beautiful girls in the world.
This was almost a common ailnt among more than ninety percent of n.
But Dean McKenzie was a little better. He was on the borderline between the ninety percent and the ten percent.
He did want to enjoy life a bit, but he didn’t put all his energy into it.
Pulling his gaze back from the sea in front of him, and his thoughts away from Piggy Princess, Dean McKenzie began to consider his next move.
He had saved Anthony.
Now, Anthony had his own things to do, and didn’t plan to include Dean McKenzie.
After thinking about it, Dean McKenzie didn’t insist on joining him.
In fact, Dean McKenzie could more or less understand Anthony’s feelings.
Anthony didn’t want to force Dean McKenzie to get involved in sothing he wasn’t interested in, especially when that thing carried considerable risk.
Anthony didn’t want Dean McKenzie to join him, and Dean McKenzie felt sowhat relieved.
Although if Anthony truly insisted, Dean McKenzie might have joined in, but Dean McKenzie wasn’t really interested in what they were doing.
After all, Dean McKenzie was a transmigrator, and his attachnt to this world wasn’t very high.
Dean McKenzie wasn’t the type to claim that he wanted to ‘save the world’ like Donald Morgan and the others.
After all, reality wasn’t a ga instance. No matter what happened in the ga, Dean McKenzie could tell himself that it was just an instance and feel justified.
But the real world was different.
Dean McKenzie lacked the sense of mission that Donald Morgan and the others had to change everything.
“Let Anthony do what he wants. I need to stay out of it. But I can’t stop improving my power.
If the Church of Holy Light really invades, I fear I won’t be able to stand aside.”
Dean McKenzie took stock of his dealings with the Church of Holy Light.
He seed to have offended one in the Thorn Oak City tunnel, and wiped out another instance of the Church of Holy Light.
Dean McKenzie estimated that if the Church of Holy Light really invaded, the chances of them wanting to kill him were probably not low.
“I better continue to upgrade, that’s the only way to feel safe.”
Currently, Dean McKenzie had two ways to enhance his power.
One was the Bone Tomb.
The upgraded Bone Tomb could continue to be used, and with its help, he could quickly level up Summon Skeleton.
This would improve the power of Doggy Two and the others.
The other was Dean McKenzie himself.
If he successfully completed the Promotion Quest, his power would increase considerably.
The forr part was simple, but the Promotion Quest was hindered by the Mark of the Hunting God.
Although Dean McKenzie’s current strength was incredible, he wasn’t sure he could defeat a god under equal conditions.
“It would be best to give it a try before the Promotion Quest begins!”
Speaking of which, Dean McKenzie imdiately thought of Donald Morgan.
“Should I test it on the Bloody Slaughter God?”
As this thought appeared, Dean McKenzie hesitated a bit.
After all, the Mark of the Hunting God was already troubleso enough, was it really a good idea to provoke the Bloody Slaughter God?
“Since I’ve already provoked one, it won’t matter to provoke another one!”
In the end, Dean McKenzie had made up his mind, and also took out the tool to contact Donald Morgan.
“How’s the preparation of the stuff you said last ti coming along?”
Dean McKenzie started with this sentence, which left Donald Morgan a little confused.
“Huh!”
“Slaughter God!”
“Oh, you an that, no, are you saying you want to help ?”
“Yes, provided the money is right.
I can do without the other stuff, but the Bone Template and high-quality corpses are a must!
Also, as for Talent Stones, get as many as possible!”
Hearing Dean McKenzie’s demands, Donald Morgan felt both pleased and worried: “We can confirm the trade channel, and we will send you as many high-quality corpses and templates as we can get.
As long as our organization exists, this mission will not cease.
As for Talent Stones, we probably can’t get any above Excellent Quality.”
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