"So, did you agree?"

Seeing that the so-called death judge did not seem to have any intention of refusing, Matsui Ishi couldn't help but tempted.

"You can't give me what I want." Ye Chen's voice became even more entertaining.

"Please say, it's definitely no problem!" Matsui Ishi said hurriedly.

At the same time, I feel disdainful.

It's just a Chinese local bun. Can you make any exaggerated requests?

What's more, even if he asks for exaggeration, he can agree first. It's not too late to regret it when the reinforcements arrive.

The old fox had a wishful thinking in his heart.

"Okay, I want you guys, Amaterasu, to get out. From today on, you Japanese devils all believe in me." Ye Chen said.

What!

Matsui Ishi was even more stunned, and a trace of anger flashed across his face.

You should know that Amaterasu is not just a god for the imperial people.

Their emperor is known as the same line of eternity, possesses the bloodline of Amaterasu and is a descendant of God.

If Amaterasu denies it, wouldn’t it deny their current emperor and the entire royal family?

"Your Excellency, your request is too much, and we cannot agree." Matsui Ishi said with a dark face.

"Don't agree? Well, you guys just wait for death." Ye Chen looked indifferent.

Matsui Ishi was even more stunned. Damn, he actually forgot his current situation.

Didn’t I think about it before? If the request is too much, can I agree to save my life before repenting?

So he quickly became anxious: "Wait! Your Excellency, this condition can be considered, you can consider it! You are more qualified to be our faith than the legendary master Amaterasu. We agree to your conditions, so let these mice stop attacking."

He can't do it if he is not anxious.

Because at the front, an imperial officer was already flooded by a rat and rolled on the ground and screamed.

But this did not help him at all. The mice seemed not afraid of ordinary crushing and attacks. Only guns could cause damage to them.

Of course, this is because Ye Chen is using mana to strengthen these mice. With mana support, these little mice can be called the original monsters. Of course, they are not ordinary means to harm them.

In order to save the officer, Matsui Ishi had to bow his head immediately.

"Oh, that's fine? What if your bullshit emperor doesn't agree?" Ye Chen sneered.

Hearing him insulting the Emperor, a hint of anger flashed across Matsui Ishi's face. Then he immediately changed into a charming smile: "How could it be, I am a general of the army. You should know your ancient generals, right? I have great power. As long as I agree with your identity, even His Majesty the Emperor will agree."

Matsui Ishigun's words are purely a fool. The so-called generals of the army are completely incomparable to the generals of the ancient Celestial Empire.

Because times have long been different, it is difficult for a general to hold troops and respect himself to happen again. Whether he is an army general or not is completely a matter of orders from the above.

But he felt that this was enough to fool the so-called judge of death.

"Oh, is that true? That's great. So I am the supreme god of your empire now?" Ye Chen said with great joy.

The audience in the live broadcast room were laughing. The judge was so bad. It was obvious that he was playing with Matsui Ishi.

"That's right! You are now the supreme god of our Great Ghost Empire." Matsui Ishi nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, since that's the case, you'll be punished! This god now gives you a gift, allowing you to come to your country of high heaven and earth to wait for me. Remember, you must have a septile, so that you can appear extremely pious." Ye Chen said, with a little sarcastic tone.

Matsui Ishi Geng's expression, which was originally smiling, suddenly became stiff.

Then it turned blue and white, and finally it turned as dark as ink.

"Baga! You dare to fool me!" He roared angrily: "Damn Chinese, you will definitely regret it!"

"Don't forget, you agree that you are your god. Now that God wants you to die, are you going to violate the oracle?" Ye Chen sneered.

An invisible pressure directly acted on Matsui Ishikeng.

With a plop, he knelt down.

At this time, a dramatic scene in the live broadcast room happened.

"Salute to the Great Lord of Death! Long live the parallel universe empire!"

puff!

Audiences from the Celestial Empire and other countries directly squirted.

Each of them looked very strange.

Someone mischievously replied with a barrage on the screen: "Well, you have a high level of ideological awareness!"

As a result, another barrage flew up.

"Thank you for your compliment, we will definitely work harder!"
Chapter completed!