He thought that this guy was a friend of Milin Kiki, and he came to help his guild for free, but he didn't expect that the other party was just here to look for an adventurer who could make him advance, and now that the goal has been achieved, he naturally won't stay here for a long time.

"If you want me to continue to help, you can, just hire with a clear price." Nat said sullenly.

"Good! How much money, or something else? Raylett said quickly.

He didn't know much about Nath, but after seeing the previous magic feast that belonged to Ashur and Nath, he was extremely convinced of Nath, this was the only god-level master he had ever seen who could withstand Ashur's attack, and he was definitely a super strong!

His spellbreakers were all gone, but with Nat's help, he would have a way to contain Asher.

After all, he was so perverted when he was only at the legendary level, and now that he has advanced to the epic level, then he still has to go? Look at the previous Nat who had resisted the horror before, there was no sign of serious injury at all, which means that his vitality is at least comparable to the epic tree of life!

So he hurriedly asked the price, even if it cost money to hire it, the Blood Elf Alliance lacked god-level masters, but there was no shortage of money and materials.

Nat stretched out his right hand, which was covered with iron-gray plate armor gloves, and stretched out five fingers.

"Fifty million? No problem, I'll have someone send it right away, or can I call you? Do you want gold or what? Rilitellen said, looking like he was rich.

His Blood Elf Alliance has occupied the tribe for a long time, there are almost no competitors, in order to ensure the development of the guild, and constantly accept huge injections from the outside world, not much else, the wealth in this camp is already an astronomical amount, and ordinary people don't even dare to think about it.

Fifty million is just a drop in the bucket for them.

Unexpectedly, Nat shook his head.

Raylett was stunned.

"Gold, five billion, or a whole piece of mythical equipment." Nat said lightly.

Ryllett's eyes widened for a moment, almost choking on his own saliva, he almost thought he had misheard, shook his head, stared at Nat in disbelief, his lips squirmed a few times, and finally burst out foul mouth!

"My grass, big brother, do you think you are made of diamonds, five billion? Also a piece of mythical equipment? ”

Rylett felt that it was ridiculous, five billion, this is already the entire guild wealth of the Blood Elf Alliance at present, and it is not just gold coins, but all kinds of equivalent materials, as for a piece of mythical equipment, it cannot be calculated in gold coins, it is completely priceless.

If he had a piece of mythical equipment, I am afraid that a large number of god-level masters would immediately rush to help him.

"Of course, the normal commission will not be so expensive, but you should know the rules of our professional adventurers, help you, but we have to bear the consequences, and now you want me to help you deal with the Tower of Dusk, I will get into a lot of trouble because of this, so, five billion, either give or don't talk about it." Nat said lightly.

Raylitt stopped talking.

The other party's meaning is actually obvious, and he doesn't want to stir up this troubled water at all.

For the sake of his own advancement, he will be willing to take risks and compete with the world's No. 1 team and the world's No. 1 master, even if he gets into endless trouble for this, but if he wants him to really stand directly opposite the Tower of Dusk, the Blood Elf Alliance does not have such a big face, so either agree to him with almost harsh terrifying conditions, or don't bother him anymore.

Ryllett's face became ugly, and at the same time, he turned his head to look at Ashur with a calm face, his army of spellbreakers was completely wiped out, and even if it was not destroyed, it would have little effect on Ashur.

In terms of the overall situation, he may still be able to maneuver, but at least here, he is finished.

If there is a real fight, they will not be able to fight back at all.

He just received the casualty statistics report from below, the adventurers who died in the hands of the two thieves alone are an extremely high number, and you must know that these people are all legendary masters, and each one of them is placed in other guilds, it is the absolute elite of the absolute elite.

As for the legendary masters who later died in Ashur's arcane magic, there are countless of them.

Nat had already walked to the center of the crowd at this time, and the legendary masters of the Blood Elf Alliance had made way for him, with awe in his eyes, when he came here, Nat was still a legend like them, but now, everyone has advanced to the epic.

At this moment, a voice came-

"Wait a minute!"

Nat froze, then slowly turned around and looked behind him.

"Nat, I want to hire you to do me two favors, one of them, more on that later, and the other one, which is to help us in this war, the Tower of Dusk, against the Blazing Wings and the Blood Elf Alliance."

Asher had already merged the two clones into one, stepped forward, and said.

"Make an offer!"

Raret's face changed, and he hurriedly looked at Nat.

Ashur did have the idea of hiring Nat, this guy is a neutral god-level master, not a member of the Blood Elf Alliance, Ashur has no resistance to him, although in this war, the Tower of Twilight already has a lot of god-level masters, but there are not too many in this regard.

Moreover, against the Blood Elf Alliance, I believe that the other party will not offer any harsh prices.

Besides, Ashur has another favor, after the end of the war, he needs to use Nat, since he can be regarded as helping him advance, I believe that he will not give Ashur this face.

Nat was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Fifty million, gold."

Raylett, who was not far from him, had a crooked nose in an instant, if it weren't for the strength of Nath's pervert, he would probably have ordered a direct siege on him!

The Tower of Dusk costs five billion, and his Blood Elf Alliance plus the Blazing Sky Wings are only worth fifty million??

It's clear that you look down on people!

This is already the friendship price that Nat gave to Asher, otherwise the two guilds together should be worth 100 million gold coins.

After all, provoking the Tower of Dusk is likely to be a catastrophe for Nat, but for a god-level master like him, the last thing he is afraid of is the Super Guild.

"Okay, refreshing, fifty million is fifty million, this is just this payment, I will have someone mail it to you directly immediately, and you can find it in the guild hall when you go back to the city." Ashur waved his hand and finalized it directly.

Fifty million, it's really not much, not to mention the rapid depreciation of gold coins now, even if it was just opened to the Far North, Ya Xiu wrote a few special scrolls casually, and nearly 100 million gold coins were credited.

For them, the last thing they are likely to lack is money.

Nat nodded.

"I believe you, the number one master, should not be untrustworthy, this time I won't accept it first." Nat said lightly.

The legendary masters of the Blood Elf Alliance around him suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when they looked at Nat again, he had already turned around, revealing expressionless indifferent eyes under the hideous helmet.

In the next second, he picked up the tower shield in his hand and slammed it on the ground!

Raylett's face changed suddenly.

Nat looked around at all the adventurers of the Blood Elf Alliance, and then raised the giant sword in his hand, and his body gradually began to glow with lime colors, and the legendary masters around him hurriedly retreated, vigilantly pulling enough distance from him.

"Wait!"

Nat was about to make a move, but Raylit hurriedly shouted.

"I'll also give out 50 million, you don't have to do anything, just let me go now, I don't need you to deal with the Tower of Dusk, and don't deal with us, how about it?" Raret gritted her teeth and said.

"What?"

As soon as he said this, even those legendary masters of the Blood Elf Alliance were in an uproar for a while, but after the uproar, they suddenly fell silent.

Now here, it is a huge problem for them to even deal with Ashur himself, not to mention that there must be other masters of the Tower of Dusk in the vicinity, if there is an epic Nat, the Blood Elf Alliance will definitely be dead this time.

And in the conditions listed earlier, these 50 million are not only the battle that hired Nat to help, but also the war between the entire Tower of Dusk and the Blood Elf Alliance.

As the overlord-level guild of the tribe, the Blood Elf Alliance didn't want to lower his profile to do such a thing, and gave it to Nat for nothing, just so that he could stand by and not help the Tower of Dusk, but the pressure he was under was too great.

If there was one more near-unbeatable Nat, he felt that he could no longer think about what to do next.

Nat fell silent.

The most important difference between Nat and the thieves of the Shadow Hand in the past is that Nat is somewhat humane, and some thieves in the Shadow Hand, even if the assassination target is their friend, will kill the killer without hesitation.

And Nat is just alone, there is no organization and no rules and regulations to abide by, he can choose what tasks to take, and if some tasks make him embarrassed, he will also choose to give up, and at the same time, if there is a situation where the two sides of the battle bid to hire him, he will naturally choose the best.

Although he is not open-minded to money, who will not be able to live with wealth?

Fifty million gold coins is already a wealth that ordinary people can hardly earn in their lifetime, and for Nat, all he needs is a nod and then turn away.

Many adventurers on the video swallowed their saliva when they heard Raylett say this, and if it was them, I am afraid they would have agreed without hesitation.

There is no need to provoke anyone for this, or even to do anything, to get so much wealth for nothing.

Ryllit looked defiantly at Asher in the distance.

He hoped that the Ashur Society would continue to bid with him, and the two sides would compete to see who had the most money, and at this point, his Blood Elf Alliance had never been afraid of anyone, and it was just right to use this to kill the sharp energy of the Tower of Dusk.

Asher still smiled faintly and didn't speak.

After thinking for a moment, Nat finally spoke.

"Let me sit idly by, two billion, or a fragment of mythical equipment."

"Poof!"

Raylett was full of confidence, but at this time, he almost choked on his own saliva again.

"Your ancestor, are you playing with me? You don't have to do anything, you just want two billion, and a fragment of mythical equipment? Raylett's face turned blue and he roared angrily, he almost thought that he had crossed over, when did the gold coin depreciate significantly again?

Two billion, half of their guild's assets, just let Nat sit on the sidelines?

"I know that the Tower of Dusk has a bounty that invites adventurers from outside to participate in the war as foreign aid, and the final reward is a mission item of mythical equipment, as well as three rules." Nat said to herself, "If I help the Tower of Dusk, I would be the only epic adventurer among them, and my class is very suitable for large-scale warfare, and I believe that in the end, this mythical equipment must be mine." ”

"So, if I sit idly by, I'm giving up a fragment of mythical equipment, and if you don't pay the same price, why should I watch the battle from the sidelines."

When Nat said this, Raylett's face turned blue and white, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

What's more, if Nat tells you in detail, he already has a good character, even if it doesn't make sense, he can help if he wants to, and if he doesn't want to help, he won't help, what's the matter with your Blood Elf Alliance?

Asher also nodded.

Fifty million is not much for an epic master, let alone a powerful god-level master like Nat, even if he is a weak person among the epic masters, fifty million is not too much, Nath is not going to participate in a battle, but the entire war, in this case, it is not an exaggeration to count him in the previous foreign aid plan.

After all, the value of a fragment of mythical equipment is at least hundreds of millions.

If Nat directly participates in the foreign aid program, with his epic strength, he can receive items with points, and other legendary masters may not be able to compete with him.

After fleeing from Nanalia, Kiki Mirin has been standing in the sky, and at this time she also lowered her head and looked at the ground, with a silent expression.

This Nat was contacted by him through a neutral and orderly channel, and the other party did not ask for any payment before he came, and Milin Kiki did not understand why this was at the time.

But now that he saw a series of things after he advanced, he understood.

This guy, when he came, was always ready to change positions at any time.

In this world, no matter how powerful a god-level master is, he doesn't dare to say that he is not afraid of the deterrence of the Tower of Twilight, even if he is as powerful as Nat, Shinelight, he must think twice when he is hostile to the Tower of Twilight, this is the deterrent power that Asher has accumulated over the long run.

"Nat, let's not do it now, wait for now." Asher shouted.

Ryllit and Mirinkiki both looked at him, they were the decision-makers of the Blazing Wings and Blood Elves Alliance, and at this time, they also had to consider what kind of medicine was sold in Ashur's gourd.

"Asher, even if you are very powerful today, we have no hope, in that case, what are you doing with the Ash Bringer there? Do we get greedy? Ryllett sneered.

At this time, a faint feeling rose in the hearts of the soul fire and the flying shadow.

From the first time they approached the Ember Bringer, the mysterious werewolf adventurer tried to take the Ember Bringer away, but despite all his efforts, they couldn't break through an invisible barrier, and at the time, they wondered who controlled the Ash Bringer but didn't pick it up, and now they seemed to have an answer.

Because of a god-level equipment, the competition in the field is fierce and abnormal, the battle is endless, and there are countless adventurers who have died, and some people have even lost several levels for this, those who lose equipment lose equipment, those who lose skills lose skills, and even creatures of the level of mythical phoenix and mythical black dragon have appeared.

These, however, did not pose any threat to Asher.

From the very beginning, he has been hiding from everyone and controlling the Ash Bringer without the gods knowing!

Now the question is, who does Asher want to give it to.

It's clear that the man hasn't come yet, and Asher is still waiting!

All the adventurer masters in the field, Soul Fire, Flying Shadow, and Flare, their eyes flickered almost at the same time, and they instantly figured out something, and then they all looked at the Rose Wind under the Tower of Twilight and the crowd of adventurers in the guild in the distance, and in there, the light of the summoning ritual was rising brightly.

"The man is coming!"

Almost all the adventurers in the field were nervous at the same time, they all understood something in their hearts, and the one who was about to come was likely to be the owner of the Ash Messenger.

Ashur stood firmly in the center of the battlefield, with him as the center, the forces of the Blood Elf Alliance and the Blazing Wings fanned out in the distance, hundreds of yards away from Ashur, and on the other side, the Wind of Roses. The faction of the two guilds of Naxxramas.

At the edge of the battlefield, there were a few adventurers standing sporadically, it was the Golden Knight Artoria, Natalie, Flare, Soul Fire, Flying Shadow, Decones, and Dombelle, all of them were dozens of yards away from each other, and they all looked into the field, while Nanalia stood behind Ashur, and not far behind the two of them, the Ash Bringer lay on the ground, emitting an endless glow.

Asher and Nanalia stand here, completely blocking all paths to the Ashesbringer!

At this moment, in the crowd of adventurers of the Rose Wind Guild, the light of the summoning slowly dissipated, and then there was a commotion in the crowd, and a large number of legendary masters avoided one after another, giving way with awe-filled faces.

A pitch-black plate armor figure slowly walked out of it, the icy cold air escaped everywhere, forming a hard ice layer on the ground around him, and the big sword with colorful runes flashing on his back was filled with purple shadow mist, after he walked out of the crowd, he stood in place and looked around, under the hideous skeleton helmet, azure soul fire flickered.

Flying Shadow, Soul Fire, and the others were instantly shocked.

Death Blade?!