Huh? Are they all real?.

But before he could speak, the nobleman who had initially intended to buy Moen shoved Des aside and looked at Moen, saying:

"And you've really angered us."

Looking at the demigods surrounding them and the malice emanating from the entire venue.

Moen also said:

"Similarly, you've really angered me!"

The powerful figures who were initially standing were already only two or three meters away from Moen.

He looked at Moen warily and scrutinizingly and said this:

"Ha, you don't look angry at all. I wonder where this clown came from."

Upon hearing this, Moen finally smiled and said:

"Okay, I'm not angry at all, because what you guys did was even a little funny."

"However, I am still a little angry, because this guy is really too despicable."

Moen raised his revolver and shot the head of the Chamber of Commerce president, who was now under Anxia's care, into pieces.

The chamber of commerce president, who had just thought he was finally saved, was still smiling, even though only half of his face remained.

Neither the demigods nor the powerful paid any attention to the death of the guild leader.

Their expressions only grew more sinister.

"You are not afraid of death?"

After the first powerful figure uttered those words, his expression became subtle.

Moen, who was standing next to him, laughed at his actions:

"It's strange that I'm alright, isn't it? I should have died the moment you had that one thought, right?"

Upon hearing this, the powerful figure immediately took a step back.

This guy definitely has a lot of problems!

And that's not all.

Moen then addressed the others behind him:

"And you, are you wondering why I haven't been poisoned yet? And you, are you wondering why my shadow isn't obeying you? And you, are you wondering why I haven't been dragged into your nightmare yet?"

Every time Moen pointed at a demigod, the opponent would change color and retreat repeatedly.

They didn't appear to actually lay a hand on him, but in reality, they were all using their own methods to try and shut him up as quickly as possible.

Now, not only have his own abilities failed to work, but the other party has also accurately predicted his response.

The only Saint Des who hadn't actually made a move was frozen in place once again.

He, almost completely transformed into a dragon-human, received a question from his pupils:

"Who are you? What have you done?!"

Moen lowered his head and smiled:

"I told you, I've come to demand that you abide by the covenant of the six kings!"

"I told you, these people aren't elves! You..."

The first powerful figure managed to shout out half a sentence at the top of his lungs before freezing in place.

Because the guy in front of me has performed an unbelievable miracle.

Moen's hand reached in front of him and disappeared into nothingness.

A moment later, he retrieved a somewhat heavy ancient scroll from nothingness.

"In the name of the Great Origin, in the glory of all the Kings, a covenant is made."

Moen unfurled the scroll and read its contents aloud.

And then he opened his mouth.

An invisible pressure weighed directly on everyone.

The girls, who were prepared, immediately knelt down in devout reverence.

So they didn't feel any problems.

But the unprepared demigods and nobles stood their ground, their faces flushed red, and stubbornly resisted.

Moen ignored them and continued reading:

"We, the six of us, have gathered here, with swords, with honor, and with dignity."

This time, both nobles and demigods were unable to hold on any longer and knelt down.

At the same time, they really dared not resist any longer.

This is the Covenant of the Six Kings!

Even though it wasn't the king himself, they really didn't dare stand there if someone read this to them in front of them.

This is also the ability of Moen Sequence Eight.

Infuse the blood of the immortals into oneself.

Thus, one can glimpse the rich history of the past.

Thus, they could reclaim an item that once belonged to them.

How long it takes to retrieve the item depends entirely on the user's own abilities.

Under normal circumstances, this ability is useless, because an item that is too powerful will directly drain the user's soul.

But Moen was different; he drank the blood of the gods.

The only downside is that this pathway, which seems to be specifically designed for returnees, has a limited number of uses for all abilities in the early stages.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; otherwise, this approach would be far too absurd.

This time, it's twice.

After using it this time, Moen can use it again.

Actually, this ability also gave Moen a bit of a headache.

That is, there aren't many things Moen can choose from. Moen can indeed use this ability to temporarily bring back some very outrageous things.

However, bringing those things back would essentially be tantamount to self-destruction.

For example, the Holy Lance; once Rungomminiad appears in Moen's hands, Danes will probably come over too.

The same applies to other things, unless Moen is willing to use this ability on other less desirable things.

But if that were the case, wouldn't that be what it is now?

Moen's somewhat extravagant worries are something that demigods and nobles cannot comprehend.

They simply knelt on the ground in terror, racking their brains to figure out what this guy had done!

Such an exaggerated effect suggests that what he has in his possession is likely the genuine copy of the Six Kings' Covenant.

But the problem is, wasn't the original document burned by the six kings after the agreement was signed, as a way of ensuring the world would remember it?!

What is this thing?!

And Moen's voice continued:

"We will defend the freedom of our people and the people of the other side, and no one shall buy or sell our people into slavery."

The invisible pressure is growing.

Strangely, this only seemed to apply to the powerful and wealthy. The girls, the ordinary people who were let in to liven things up, didn't feel any suffocating pressure after kneeling down.

Indeed, this was the case, because they did not break the covenant of the six kings.

Realizing the root of the problem, the powerful figure shouted with difficulty directly at Moen:

"Please stop talking, please stop talking!"

His face was flushed red, his veins were bulging, and his knees were pressed deep into the ground.

The same applies to everyone else.

They didn't even have a chance to speak.

Moen ignored what he and they meant.

He simply continued reading:

"If anyone breaks our covenant, whether an outsider or one of us, then that person will be considered a blasphemer."

With a thud, the powerful man was pinned to the ground, and judging from the sound emanating from his body...

He probably had all his organs and bones crushed.

His identity, his power—at this moment, as a blasphemer, he had absolutely no chance of being exempt.

"He or they will be our common enemy!"

“I, our people, will stand against them forever until they pay the price for their blasphemy.”

This time, even a demigod of Sequence Three was directly pinned to the ground.

Their eyes were completely bloodshot, and they looked like they were about to explode.

Saint Harley, in a similar predicament, desperately shouted:

"Father!"

The next moment, a huge white beam of light descended from the sky.

The Six Kings Covenant in Moen's possession vanished as a result.

That terrifying pressure naturally vanished into nothingness.

Looking at his empty hands and the angel who landed like a superhero in front of him.

Moen said with slight surprise:

"I remember you, you are the Archangel of the Church of Steelheart, Karu Jade!"

Since the Eternal King, many gods have liked to refer to their archangels as their right and left hands.

For example, Karu Judd at this moment is the Steel Left Hand.

In fact, he did hold the left hand of the god he served.

To atone for his sins, his god once cut off his own left hand.

When his god cut off His left hand, His king covered his face and wailed at his own feet.

This guy seems to be only a Sequence 3?

They don't even have the right to stand in front of me.

For his approach, he's quite talented.

Of course, it's also possible that after that year, there were simply no people ahead of him.

However, Moen really didn't expect him to show up here.

However, just because it was unexpected doesn't mean that Moen wasn't prepared for the unexpected.

Karu Judd, who had smashed a giant crater into the ground, slowly rose in a pose that perfectly embodied the aesthetics of Moen.

Moen clearly remembered that he had tried it before, but the result was that he fell into the ground.

Fortunately, the speed was so fast that no one saw him deep underground.

"Nameless one, since you know my name, then kneel down!"

Karu Jade slowly rose, holding a shrine in his hand, inside which was enshrined the left hand of his main god.

Upon seeing this, Moen couldn't help but touch the Ring.

Getting the Ring first was definitely the smartest choice I made.

Otherwise, I would definitely have faced that guy directly.

“I really didn’t expect you to show up, Karu Judd.”