Chapter 6 Swamp Godhead!
On July 8, 8775 in the Glorious Era, the early morning mist enveloped the entire city of Loland, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.
Lear, wearing a black cloak that covered his face and only exposed his eyes, slowly stepped into the most dangerous area of the Ninth Street District.
black market.
Whether it is some big shot in the underground world or a high-ranking aristocrat, there will always be shady things that need to be dealt with secretly.
Because of the power of Lorain City, the black market in the Ninth District is famous even in the entire Northern Province.
No matter what kind of goods arrive here, they can be easily disposed of.
The black market opens every three days.
Every time it attracts a large number of sellers and buyers, and even speculators who come from thousands of miles away.
The craziest thing is that the place where huge wealth transactions can occur is hidden in the poorest slums.
This has to be said to be a great irony.
Perhaps this is why slums are qualified to exist?
The black market is built among the ruins of ancient buildings, with few intact buildings.
Once the black market closes, it's an empty ghost town.
But at this moment, people were coming and going, and the flow was endless. Looking at it, you could see a dark mass of human heads.
More than half of them were like Lear, covering their faces in various ways.
There are various stalls on both sides of the road.
However, there were very few people shouting. They all stood silently in front of the stalls, waiting for buyers to inquire.
Lear turned around and looked around. Those stalls were full of dazzling things, and anything could appear.
Unknown ores, broken teeth of beasts, sharp swords, potions exuding magic waves, half-elf slaves bound in chains, and even he saw 20 sets of seals engraved with the Royal Legion of the Griffin Empire on a stall. Zhang's high-level full-body armor!
Can this thing be sold openly?
At this moment, Lear could intuitively see the wildness of the black market.
But he didn't waste any more time and started looking for his goal.
‘When the sun just rises on the morning of July 8, it will be sold at the 23rd stall at the entrance of the black market. ’
This is the seventeenth stall.
Lear was thinking about it and came to the twenty-third stall.
At the entrance, an old man with a broken right arm and gray hair was sitting on a small stool, with richly colored ores placed in front of him.
Is this a tomb robber?
Lear can't see any traces, and it's difficult to connect these ores with tomb robbing.
Who buries ore in a grave?
Well. Except for the dwarves.
But there is only one entrance to the entire black market.
He silently bent down and began to look for the crystal ball.
When the old man with a broken arm saw Lear's movements, he just glanced at him without saying a word, and continued to carefully rub the dark ore in his hand.
Lear was happy to be quiet, but the stall was so big and the number of ores was only thirty or forty. It wouldn't take long to look through it, and there was no sign of a crystal ball at all.
He looked at the old man and was about to speak. At this moment, a ray of warm sunshine pierced the mist in the sky.
It lit up the entire city of Lorraine.
An orange-red sun appeared in sight.
The sun has risen!
At the same time, three men in shabby clothes, carrying large leather bags, and smelling of earth walked up to Lear's side.
The man in the middle, who has a dull face and a thin body, has a seven-color bamboo dragonfly stuck diagonally on his backpack. The crooked look is quite childish.
In this dark-toned black market, it looks very strange.
The three of them didn't say anything. They looked at the open space aside and stretched out a piece of dirty yellow cloth and spread it flat on the ground.
He opened the backpack behind him and began to clumsily take out items.
The man carrying the seven-colored bamboo dragonfly slowly took out a yellow crystal ball from his backpack.
Lear's pupils shrank sharply.
Turning around to look, this group of people had already inserted themselves in front of the ore stall and became the twenty-third stall!
He took a deep breath, suppressed the ups and downs of emotions in his heart, moved his steps, and said softly.
"Everyone, can you get your hands on these things and take a look?"
The three of them immediately looked up at Lear. Only a pair of dark eyes could be seen behind their cloaks.
The dull-looking man placed the crystal ball slightly and said in a low voice.
"Of course, but if you are not ready to buy it, please take some lightly. These things are quite old."
Looking at some items with still wet soil on them, Lear nodded. "It's natural."
Even the standard armor of the Royal Legion of the Griffin Empire was sold. It was not unusual to find something dug out of a tomb.
From the inside to the outside, he examined one item after another. After about ten minutes, he slowly held the crystal ball.
The size of a fist, with the coldness of a rock.
The surface is full of scratches and marks that have been buried underground for a long time and are difficult to clean.
The look is a little subtle.
Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous thing could hide a godhead that could drive the world crazy? !
Consider it carefully for a moment, then put it down casually.
Check out other artifacts.
The three of them didn't take it seriously. This thing was sold to the same person.
It's easy to say anything if you see each other right.
But at first glance, this guy just happened to come across and take a look, and they didn't have any hope of selling it. It would be good to have someone to gather popularity.
After almost plating all the utensils on the stall, Lear tentatively picked up an ivory bowl.
"What price are you willing to pay for this piece?"
The thin, dull man spoke in a low voice.
"Ten gold coins are the same price."
Lear held up the second piece.
"Then this ivory cup."
"Twelve gold coins are the same price."
After asking seven or eight questions, he pointed lightly.
"This crystal ball?"
"10 gold coins"
When the price was spoken, Lear's eyes were fixed.
After asking about the prices of several more items, he hesitated and chose seven. Finally, he reluctantly put back four items, leaving three items.
"Guys, I buy three pieces at one time, can I get some discount?"
When the dull man saw Lear really looking like he was buying something, his face became a little more lively and no longer looked like a dead tree.
Even the one-armed old man selling ore turned his head and took a look.
"We sacrificed our lives to get these. The price is always the same, but if you buy it sincerely, I will give you 28 gold coins for these three pieces!"
Lear's eyes moved slightly and he said seriously.
"How about 20 silver coins? Make a friend."
The man's expression changed when he looked at Lear. This guy was not bargaining for a price, he was here to behead someone.
"Impossible, this is an absolutely impossible price we risk our lives to get."
He had to do a good job in acting, and after a lot of intensive bargaining, Lear finally bought three ancient things that had just been dug out of the tomb for 20 gold coins.
The yellow crystal ball is among them.
Both parties were very satisfied with the transaction
Only the old man selling the ore had some regret in his eyes. He had known that this was someone who had been taken advantage of, so he had introduced him. Who knew this guy was so easy to deceive!
Lear put away a few items, and suddenly saw the unique colorful bamboo dragonfly on the opponent's backpack out of the corner of his eye.
After hesitating for a moment, he said slowly.
"Your Excellency, can this bamboo dragonfly bear the pain of parting with you?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then silently took off the bamboo dragonfly, with a slight smile on his face.
"My daughter gave this to me this morning. If you like it, I will give it to you."
daughter?
Lear was silent.
In this world of cannibalism, no one has an unspeakable situation behind them.
“Thank you for your generosity”
Holding the childlike colorful bamboo dragonfly in his hand, Lear slowly walked out of the black market, his face calm, but his mood was turbulent.
Swamp Godhead - the most core thing of the gods!
The most precious treasure in the world is in his hands at this moment!
This is enough to drive anyone crazy!
The corners of the mouth under the hood were slightly raised, and then gradually widened until they were crazy! !
In just two days, he already had Wang Zha!
(End of chapter)