Release the Douyin fairyland version, the Holy Land Patriarch broke the defense

After the meal, R'lyeh had become brothers with Arthur and the others, and the table and the floor were littered with empty wine bottles.

As for the dishes on the table, they were served in batches.

By the time the banquet ended, more than six hours had passed.

"Your Majesty R'lyeh, oh no, big brother, we just agreed that you will open the gates of hell for us when you return. You can't go back on your word."

Arthur, who was full of food and drink, lit a cigarette for R'lyeh and said with a smile on his face.

Hiss... bang...

R'lyeh took a long drag and flicked the ash away.

"Okay, okay, I, a great evil god, can't I lie to you?"

"But you also know that those hellish monsters, like me, were born from the Eye of Hell. In a sense, they are my family, my brothers and sisters. I can't bear the thought of you treating them as commodities, as food."

After saying that, he pressed the cigarette, which was only left with the butt, into a monster skull on the table.

Hearing his words, Arthur smiled and said:

"Look at this, look at this! I've always said that you're not an evil god at all. You're a loving and responsible god. You're so evil that you're truly righteous."

"Since you are so honest and kind, we will consider the gifts we gave you earlier as a deposit. We will give you gifts of equal value every month. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, R'lyeh's eyes immediately lit up.

"Oh? You mean, you'll send me so many cigarettes, alcohol, instant noodles, and other food every month?"

"That's right, as long as the Gate of Hell is open for a month, we will give it away for a month." Michelle echoed.

As soon as he finished speaking, R'lyeh took out a contract from somewhere.

"It's a deal, we can't change our minds. Come on, write down everything we agreed on."

When Arthur and the others saw R'lyeh taking out the contract, they immediately smiled at each other.

"The people in the Eastern Immortal Realm are right. There's nothing that can't be solved with one meal. If one meal can't solve it, then two meals will do."

After saying this, Arthur looked at R'lyeh with a sincere expression.

"Brother, your contract is outdated. It's no longer popular to sign contracts outside."

"Not signing a contract? Then what to sign?" R'lyeh looked puzzled.

"Of course it's signing a trade contract." After saying this with a smile, Arthur took out a trade contract that had been prepared in advance.

"Brother, please take a look at the terms of the contract to see if there are any problems."

"No problem, just sign here."

After taking the contract from Arthur, R'lyeh looked at it carefully and nodded after reading it.

"No problem, but aren't you afraid that I'll regret it?"

"Why don't you just sign this contract in my hand?"

"My contract is protected by the God of Contracts. Anyone who violates the contract will be punished by the God of Contracts.

"The God of Contract? How powerful is the God of Contract? Is he more powerful than the Ten Thousand Worlds Federation Contract Law? Is he more powerful than the Federal Parliament?" Arthur said with disdain. "Besides, this matter benefits both of us. What reason do you have to regret it?"

Although he didn't know what the Federation of All Worlds and the contract law that Arthur mentioned were, seeing that Arthur insisted, R'lyeh didn't care. He would not suffer any loss anyway, so he signed his name on the contract immediately.

Just when he thought it was over, Arthur suddenly clapped his hands.

The next second, a group of media reporters who had been waiting for a long time swarmed in.

Seeing this scene, R'lyeh was completely bewildered. "What are you doing?"

"Of course it's a group photo, brother. You stand here and let's take a photo together." As he spoke, Arthur held up the contract he had just signed in front of his chest, tightly holding La'lye's right hand with his right hand, with a smile on his face.