dmims Chapter 108 Unpalatable Stale Blood
Chapter 108 Unpalatable Stale Blood
Chapter 108 Unpalatable Stale Blood
No one can resist the temptation of power!
With ill intent, Ernest described the demonic essence in the bottle as if it could instantly kill other Imperial Arms.
Broly's curiosity was piqued, so he opened the jar and smelled it. Hmm, it smelled like frozen blood, but the fishy smell wasn't too strong.
Broly picked up the jar, took a sip of the cold, dark red liquid, and tasted it. It wasn't very tasty; it just tasted like blood, and it was old blood that had been stored for thousands of years.
He stuck out his tongue and put the silver jar back in his hand with some disdain, while Ernest watched him excitedly from the side.
But after waiting for a long time, the invaders who drank the Demon's Essence did nothing but stick their tongues out under their scarves. It seems that the legend that the Demon's Essence would drive users crazy and cause them to explode and die is false.
"Are you alright?"
Ernest asked the question.
"I have something to do, this tastes awful."
Broly felt that this stuff was comparable to the bodily fluids of the Vampa spider.
"Good medicine tastes bitter; the greater the power you want to gain, the more discomfort you must endure."
Ernest thought that the dosage might not be enough to drive the intruder insane and cause him to explode and die, but he wanted the intruder in front of him to drink a few more sips of the Demon Essence.
However, Broly was only there to purchase Imperial Arms and didn't expect them to bring him any power, so he simply put the lid on the silver jar containing the Devil's Essence.
As soon as the lid was closed, the Super Dangerous Species' resentment resurfaced. Broly was disgusted by the thing and was already in a bad mood. Hearing the commotion, he yelled at the silver jar, "Shut up, or I'll smash you!"
The conflict at the level of consciousness, the resentment of the super dangerous species within the essence of the demon was directly destroyed by the Saiyan's malice, and the silver jar was roared into silence.
"Lord Yangbalu, would you like to take this jar of Demon's Essence with you?"
The armory was quickly emptied, and Ernest felt a pang of regret. Looking at the useless Imperial Arms left behind, he couldn't help but ask questions.
"I have enough Imperial Arms."
Broly was reluctant to bring along the unpleasant taste of aged blood, but Ernest was so enthusiastic that he found it hard to refuse.
In the end, Broly had no choice but to pack it up as well. Reaching the armory entrance, Broly suddenly felt uneasy and asked the middle-aged, overweight man beside him, "Tell me, how much should I pay the Empire for all this stuff I bought?"
"Oh, so you're actually planning to pay?"
Ernest was very surprised and asked in return.
"What are you talking about? If you don't pay, am I supposed to rob you?"
Broly said righteously.
"I'm neither a robber nor a thief."
"Uh, how much money is Lord Yangbalu planning to give?"
Ernest's expression was very solemn. He had to find a pretext to embezzle public funds, but this man could openly rob the palace in broad daylight and then righteously claim that he was not a thief or robber. He was the most shameless person Ernest had ever seen in his life, but now he could only play along and pretend not to see it.
"I've prepared a budget of a bag of cash, but I don't know if it will be enough."
Broly pulled out a bag full of money.
But it's only two million at most, which is less than the reward money given to Leone.
Ernest: "..."
Does he dare to say it's not enough?
"That's enough, far too much. To put it bluntly, the Imperial Arms are just a bunch of old junk that's been sitting around for ages. They're not worth much at all."
"Huh?!" Upon hearing this, Broly's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Then give me my change."
Although bargaining skills are useless for Crystal Palace, they might come in handy if they go to some worlds where it's hard to make money in the future. So, Broly decided to hone his skills first.
"How much should I ask Lord Yangbalu for?"
Ernest asked cautiously.
"You can handle this yourself, but naturally, the more money you find, the better!"
Broly wasn't really good at negotiating prices, so that was all he could say.
Ernest: "..."
He first looked at the short, masked man in front of him, then at the money bag that the man had stuffed into his hand.
The treacherous minister realized that this wasn't about getting change himself; it was about feeling that having Imperial Arms alone wasn't enough!
I feel a little sorry for him, but his life is more important.
Ernest immediately took the other man back to his room in the palace and opened the hidden treasury inside.
"Lord Yangbalu, here's the change I gave you."
When Broly arrived, he brought a sack and two million dollars.
When they left, they were pushing a small cart.
The cart was filled with gold, silver, jewels, and Imperial Arms.
Broly waved goodbye to the people behind him.
Behind them, Ernest and the four Rakshasa demons, who had caught their breath, wore somewhat forced smiles as they waved goodbye to the mysterious strongman who had stormed into the palace, robbed it as if it were his own, and then swaggered out of the palace.
"Your Excellency, shall we pursue the other party?"
Zhu Tian asked in a low voice.
"Of course we tracked them down. Leaving aside the Imperial Arms, the treasure stolen from my personal stash alone is worth 700 million!"
Minister Ernest gritted his teeth.
"Yes, then I'll do it secretly..."
Before Zhu Tian could finish speaking, Broly had already carried the car away and flown off.
It moved so fast that it disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
The Four Rakshasa Demons: "..."
Ernest: "..."
Soon after, General Bud awoke from his coma.
When he woke up, he discovered that his Imperial Arms was missing.
"Where is my Imperial Arm?"
"It was stripped by intruders."
"You didn't stop it?"
"Minister Ernest ordered it to be stripped."
"Ernest!"
Despite his injuries, General Bud found Ernest and questioned him about the matter.
"It's all thanks to your utter incompetence, Bud, that you were defeated in one move by the invaders who attacked the palace. To ensure His Majesty's safety, I had no choice but to compromise with the invaders. Fortunately, they only wanted the Imperial Arms, not His Majesty's life, otherwise..."
General Bud's face turned pale and then purple, and he was so embarrassed by the scathing rebuke that he wanted to disappear.
He regretted that if he had used his Imperial Arms from the beginning, he wouldn't have been defeated by the invaders in one move.
But it's too late for regrets.
"And what about the intruders?"
"The intruders, of course, swaggered out of the palace's main gate after getting what they wanted."
"Didn't your personal guards stop him?"
"General Bud, we, like you, were defeated in one move."
The four demons of Rakshasa appeared beside him and offered an explanation.
That's how it is.
Ernest shrugged; he had already moved his residence from the outer palace to the inner palace.
Although the young emperor is small, he can still use the protective functions of the Supreme Imperial Arms without any problems.
After encountering Broly disguised as Baloo the sheep, the treacherous minister was in a state of insecurity.
(End of this chapter)