"Just kidding, we didn't know that this black fog was a strange treasure. I know, how can I let you swallow the treasure alone?" Although these people sneered in their hearts, they had to pretend to be respectful on the surface, and one of them replied with a shy smile, "I can't talk about dissent. I just want to ask Your Majesty the Pope, what exactly do you mean by 'spoils'?"

"Naturally, this black fog is the point. The old Pope of the Church of Light replied disapprovingly, "What's the matter?

"Of course there's a problem!" one of them replied confidently, "Just now, everyone saw that this black mist was carried back by a few spirit clones such as me. If we talk about 'spoils of war,' how can we not have our share?"

When the others heard this, they immediately echoed the words: "Yes, yes, yes! ”

Other top masters, looking at this posture, don't know that this black fog is strange. They knew they wouldn't be able to get a piece of the pie, but because of that, they wanted to muddy the waters, or at least watch the fun. Therefore, they immediately feared that the world would follow suit.

The old Pope of the Church of Light, who had gone through a great battle, faced with such a chaotic situation, actually asked with disdain: "Just a few of you, can you bring this black fog out?"

"The saying goes, 'facts speak louder than words.'" Your Majesty, just now, everyone can see it clearly!" replied one of them without humility or arrogance.

Suddenly, dozens of top masters coaxed Ying He and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" "Just now, we can see it clearly!" "It's just a few of them who use their spiritual clones ......"

The old pope of the Church of Light snorted coldly in displeasure, and when everyone quieted down, he said sarcastically with a straight face: "Since you are so powerful, wouldn't it be better to rush in again and get some for everyone?"

Those few top masters who were used as guns were not idiots, they were just deliberately "sitting on the ground", but they never wanted to annoy the old Pope of the Church of Light, besides, they had already understood the power of the "white light mist", how could they dare to rush in and waste their spiritual power in vain?

With just a few glances, these people understood, and immediately one of them said as a representative: "Your Majesty the Pope is angry, how dare we take the credit." In fact, it is indeed His Majesty the Pope who will not hide it from you, and it is indeed His Majesty the Pope who will go deep into it and bring out this black fog. Not long after I entered the 'white light mist', His Majesty the Pope rushed towards us, and then threw the black mist at us with the last bit of strength!"

"Yes, yes, if His Majesty the Pope hadn't ordered us to run quickly, and then used the black fog to block it, then I'm afraid that the spirit clones of me and the others would have been completely trapped in the weird 'white light mist' by now. The other chimed in.

Strictly speaking, a few of my spiritual clones were able to escape safely, thanks to the sacrifice of His Majesty the Pope. Another agreed.

"Anyway, in any case, the main credit for obtaining the 'Black Mist Spoils' should go to His Majesty the Pope. The last man concluded.

The old Pope of the Church of Light was such a figure, he had long understood the true intentions of these supreme masters who were used by him. But no matter what, people always gave him face, the so-called "reach out and don't hit the smiling person", for a while, he couldn't make up his mind to say the words of refusal, so he had to say sarcastically: "Alas, what you said is all the truth." It stands to reason that this 'trophy' also has a share of credit to a few of you. ”

"A few of us are self-aware and have made a little less contribution, so we just want a little bit and are satisfied. Those people were also smart, and as soon as they heard the words of the old pope of the Church of Light, they hurriedly said something with interest.

"Yes, yes, we only need a little bit of each of us!"

"His Majesty the Pope has so much, but just a little bit of it, I don't think it should have much impact, right?" asked the other, tentatively and pitifully.

The old Pope of the Church of Light laughed, but laughed a little crazily. "Hehe, I had good intentions, but I was afraid that you would not be able to control this black fog and suffer from it. Since you want to bring a scourge back, then I will fulfill your wish, so what's the matter?" After saying that, the old pope of the Church of Light moved his mind, and everyone only heard the sound of "swish......

The top masters who were used as guns hurriedly reached out to catch them, and when they saw that what they got was only "the size of their thumbs", they felt angry in their hearts. "Hmph, this old guy is a little stingy too. It really only gave us a little bit each. But when he didn't dare to attack, after thinking about it, in addition to the old pope of the Church of Light, there were only a few of them who had gained a little, and they couldn't help but be complacent.

"Just now, I desperately rushed into the 'white light mist', and I happened to see the elves being invaded by aliens. Although in the end, the elves succeeded in defeating the invaders, but because of the defeat of both sides, all the elves have fallen into a deep sleep at this moment. And this black fog is one of the invading alien races. ”

Listening to the words of the old pope of the Church of Light, the top masters who had obtained a little black mist were immediately shocked, and almost threw out the "loot" in their hands.

"This is supposed to be the rumored creature of darkness, said to be immortal and immortal. Now, it is just scattered by the elves, and I don't know when, it will recondense and have a powerful destructive power. If my guess is correct, the 'white light mist' arranged by the elves is not only used to prevent people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack, but also to isolate this black fog and prevent it from escaping, bringing a devastating blow to other races. At this moment, there is still a large amount of black fog in the 'white light mist'. Alas, I hope the elves can hold on this time, and don't be destroyed by the dark creatures. After the old pope of the Church of Light finished speaking, he didn't say more, hugged his fists at dozens of top masters, and left.

The unlucky ones who got the "loot" became more and more frightened the more they listened. Looking at the "catastrophe star" in their hands that was almost destroyed and was likely to destroy the elves, their hearts straightened, and finally with a cry of "wow", they threw it away, and with a "whoosh" sound, they opened up enough distance from it.

"No, if this black fog is so dangerous, why does this old fox have to go back with a large mass himself?"

"Damn, could it be that Lao Tzu was frightened?" Suddenly, these top masters were ruthless in their hearts, and then they jumped back like lightning, grabbed the thumb-sized black mist that they threw away, and left with a smile.