"Five thousand pieces?"
Upon hearing this number, the faces of everyone in the hall instantly froze, and even their breathing slowed by half a beat.
A hundred explosive devices could destroy a medium-sized city, so what does five thousand mean?
Poseidon opened his mouth wide, couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Could this Hades, the Lord of the Underworld, be a hidden arms dealer?
Ares shuddered, his eyes bursting with intense joy: "Really five thousand? If it's true, these explosives are enough to solve my current big problem!"
"Of course it's true, I can hand them over to you right now." Qin Tian nodded, his tone still calm.
"Thank you so much!" Ares stepped forward half a step excitedly.
"Wait a moment."
As soon as the words fell, the light in Qin Tian's eyes suddenly faded, becoming hollow and dull, as if his consciousness had detached, and the whole person seemed to have "logged off".
