Traveling through the first year of Panlong and Magnolia

"Wow..."

A low, clear sound of surprise was heard, and all the people watching the battle, including Andrew's soldiers, looked at each other and made sounds involuntarily.

Everyone was surprised to find that from the beginning to the end, the fight between Andrew and Dicker lasted less than a breath:

Andrew flashed above Dickol as if teleporting; he opened his right hand and grabbed down; Dickol raised his sword to stab his right hand, and the rapier was bent like a full bow; Dickol's face turned pale, and he was motionless as Andrew grabbed the back of the neck.

The battle that everyone had been looking forward to ended here.

"Let's all go." Andrew looked around and said softly. He carried the unconscious Dicker, stepped into the void, and disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Only a very few people on the field caught his eye.

"So powerful!"

"So powerful!"

All those who had seen this battle, whether they were ordinary higher gods or powerful demons, could not help but admire it in secret.

A seven-star demon was captured alive with a simple grab. This strength is top-notch even among Shuras. Many people think so. They have seen the battles between Shuras and seven-star demons, and those people are not as relaxed as Andrew.

The proudest ones are the palace army soldiers like Mori. As Andrew's subordinates, their master is strong, and they, as subordinates, have a strong backing.

"Let's go, there are still a few people to catch!" Mori put the two axes on his waist, waved his hands vigorously, and left here with more than 20,000 palace soldiers. Not long after, a strong man who practiced the laws of the earth came here, filled the big hole on the ground, and restored the disappeared courtyard.

Soon, the news that the lone thief Dickor was captured by the Blood Flame Palace Lord spread throughout the Blood Flame City. Later, Mori and others captured more than a dozen criminals, including a seven-star demon. However, he did not have the strength to escape like Dickor and was killed on the spot.

The actions of the Xueyan Mansion soldiers were like a tornado sweeping across the city, greatly deterring the ambitions of the outside powers.

Half a day later, Blood Flame City returned to peace. However, everyone could feel that this peace contained explosive power.

Because the auction is about to begin, the power of the Lord God is about to appear.

Andrew took Dicker back to the castle and sent Pusiluo away. In his opinion, this demonstration of authority was not perfect because no blood was shed. However, he had no regrets. Originally, he wanted to kill Dicker, but after seeing him in person, Andrew developed a love for talent and decided to recruit him.

"In terms of strength, Mori and his team are pretty good, but they are all offensive fighters and lack speed... The appearance of Dicker makes up for this."

With a point of his index finger, a divine power came to Dicker's rescue.

When Andrew first came to Panlong World, he had not thought about how strong his power would be. He had established the Principality for his family. His wish had always been to transcend this universe. In the material plane, Andrew found that establishing a power would not help him practice at all, so he naturally did not want to waste time on it. However, after coming to Hell, his mind changed.

Especially after he mastered the method of extracting the power of the Lord God from the ink stone.

Hell is vast and boundless, with countless powerful people. However, when it comes to the possession of hell resources, it is the big and small forces that have to be counted, such as some families, cities, and islands. The wealth and other cultivation resources they possess are simply immeasurable.

Many top masters also established their own forces, such as Dennington, who had many subordinates in the Sea of ​​Chaos, and Mo Si, and even Beirut, who had four great envoys under his command. These people established their own forces because they naturally discovered the benefits of it.

Thinking of this, Andrew felt more and more that he should also build a strong force. Now that he had the foundation of the Blood Flame Mansion, he had taken the first step.

To build a powerful force, the most important thing is to recruit strong subordinates. Otherwise, you have to do everything yourself. Instead of the force serving you, you end up serving the force.

In hell, five-star demons are already considered masters, and they are already capable of living well. Not to mention six-star demons. However, when it comes to peak strength, seven-star demons are still the best. Generally speaking, the evaluation of a force is based on the number of seven-star demons.

Over the past few hundred years, Andrew has gained a preliminary understanding of the division of forces. In hell, generally speaking, forces with seven-star demons can be considered third-rate forces. Forces without seven-star demons are all inferior. Forces with more than two seven-star demons are considered second-rate. Forces with more than ten are considered first-rate. The top forces, in addition to having more than twenty seven-star demons, must also have Shura masters.

Of course, a mansion master like Andrew is naturally a top force. With his strength, even if he doesn't have a seven-star demon's subordinates, he is definitely a top force.

Andrew now wants to strengthen the power of his subordinates. In addition to improving his own strength, he also wants to recruit more powerful subordinates.

"With more subordinates, we can collect inkstones faster." Just for this reason, Andrew needs to recruit more subordinates.

Under such circumstances, Dicker saved his life.

Andrew did not recruit anyone to join him. He was also selecting those who were outstanding and had special abilities. This was similar to the Lord God selecting his messengers, except that the level was a little lower.

Undoubtedly, Dicker has such qualifications. He is fast and good at disguise. These two points alone make him much stronger than other seven-star demons. As for the other seven-star demon, Andrew didn't even bother to look at it, and let Mori and others kill him directly.

Dicker woke up from his coma and immediately understood the situation he was in. In front of him, Andrew was sitting in a chair drinking tea.

"I'm not dead." Dicker was actually a little surprised. He had always been ready to face death, but this time, he actually developed a desire for life and was grateful to be alive.

After experiencing the despair of death, Dicker has changed a lot.

"Death must be a painful feeling." Andrew chuckled as he watched his changing expression.

Dicker rose slowly and sat in another chair.

"Yes, I was too arrogant. I actually challenged the authority of the Lord of the Mansion." Dicker was completely convinced by Andrew, and there was no arrogance in his tone.

"Master, why don't you kill me?" Dicker couldn't help but ask.

Andrew got straight to the point: "I have too few people under me. You are quite capable, you can join."

Facing Andrew's strength, Dicker frowned, then said firmly: "Master, I am used to freedom and cannot stand being constrained. I am afraid I cannot obey your order."

His refusal was also within Andrew's expectations. It would be strange if such a person was so easy to conquer.

"Being my subordinate has its benefits." Andrew laughed, "The salary is one drop of the Lord's power per 100,000 years. Are you still going to refuse?"

Dicker raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

"The power of the Lord God, did I hear it right?" Dicker asked.

Andrew said: "Of course not. One drop of the Lord's power every 100,000 years is my salary for you. In addition, if you have made great contributions, I will not be stingy with rewards. Don't worry, I can do what I say."

In this way, relying on the attraction of the power of the Lord God, Andrew conquered Dickor.

In a blink of an eye, the auction time arrived. On this day, the Blood Flame City was full of palace soldiers and Blood Peak Army. In order to protect the safety of his family, Andrew still left Pusiluo in the castle and personally presided over the auction.

This auction, because of its reputation, collected a lot of auction items. From artifacts, death puppets, poisons, potions, to specialties from various divine planes, it can be said that everything is available, and the quality is several levels higher than the products of the Demon Castle. Even Andrew himself couldn't help but bid for a lot of things.

The finale of the auction was, of course, the power of the Lord God. This time, Andrew took out four drops of the Lord God's power for auction, which far exceeded the expectations of the outside world.

"Fight, fight, the more intense the better." Andrew was very proud of himself as he watched the fierce bidding below. He found that he had underestimated the value of the Lord God's power. He originally thought that it would be good if a drop of the Lord God's power could be sold for 100 trillion ink stones, but not long after it started, the price had already gone towards 200 trillion ink stones.

Among the bidders, Andrew unexpectedly discovered that Miluo Island had also sent people. Miluo Island, where Mo Si was in charge, was one of the super powers in Hell, and they also participated in the competition for the power of the Lord God.

Andrew didn't care about other forces except Miluo Island. To him, any force without a peak strongman was vulnerable.

"My goodness, these chambers of commerce are so rich that they can afford 300 trillion inkstones!" The first drop of the Lord's power was sold for 300 trillion, which made Andrew dumbfounded. The buyer was a chamber of commerce spanning two continents. It was not strong, but had sufficient financial resources, which made Andrew want to rob the other party.

"In this case, I will also open a chamber of commerce and directly monopolize the commodity transactions within the Xueyan Mansion... The speed of accumulating wealth is definitely faster than letting Pusiluo rob bandits!" Andrew's mind lit up and he had another idea.