Duel Monsters of Global Cards Chapter 47

July 2nd.

Sunday.

At noon, Lin You specially ordered takeout and was eating when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that there was something going on on WeChat, and the person who sent the message was an old man in Jiangbei Mall who did the 'soul feeling' business.

Clicking on the voice, the old man's voice came out.

"Young man, I've sold the things for you, and the money has been transferred. Take it, it's better if you don't take it."

There is a transfer attached to the voice. Nowadays, the transfer amount in the world is relatively open, and 190,000 is not a problem.

Hearing the end, Lin You twitched the corner of his mouth. He could completely imagine the old man's face when he said this.

10,000 interest is not enough, why are you still pointing to swallowing this big chunk of my money?

Of course, Lin You just thought about it casually, being able to sell the card soul in such a short period of time, the old man has helped a lot this time.

Although the personality of the old man is not the same as that of the ordinary old man, there is nothing to be naughty about.

Just in time, after lunch, I stopped by Jiangbei Mall to buy some magic supplements, and then thank the old man in person.

The magic power supplements absorbed before, the magic power sundries have basically been eliminated, and the efficacy of the medicine is almost digested. It is time to absorb some new magic power supplements.

Now there are about 200,000 funds, barely enough for a medium-sized magic spar.

Small magic spar, the price is between 80,000 and 100,000.

The price of medium-sized magic spar starts at 150,000 yuan, and the price of this kind of spar with good quality can soar to 200,000 yuan.

It's just not clear whether the medium-sized magic spar meets the system's definition of a medium-level magic supplement.

If so, why not make a lot of money?

Ten minutes later, after lunch, Lin You turned off the lights and air conditioner and went out.

Since he was not in a hurry, it was Sunday again, so Lin You rarely saved money and went back to Jiangbei Mall by bus.

Entering the mall, Lin You went straight to the old man's soul shop.

When he arrived, he found that there was no one in the small shop. Aside from the old man, it was empty and seemed extremely deserted.

This is not surprising.

After all, the store is on the first floor, and the customers who come to this floor specially will hardly see a few duelists.

Not to mention the one-star duelists, even those of the apprentice level, they all went to the second floor.

And how many of these informal duelists have soul-sense needs?

Kahun is not a Chinese cabbage, it is a product of the secret realm.

Since there was no business, the old man was leisurely leaning on a reclining chair and fanning the wind with a palm fan in his hand.

Clearly greedy for money, but also seems to be happy and leisurely.

Lin You was a little confused, but at this moment, the old man seemed to notice, and suddenly narrowed one eye.

"Huh? Isn't this a young man?"

The old man sat up and said with joy, "Why, have you changed your mind? Are you planning to pay more for the old man's bones for the sake of me, an old man?"

Lin You had expected his virtue, but he still said helplessly, "Master, are you so short of money?"

"It's missing!"

The old man nodded as a matter of course, "Of course I'm short of money. In these days, what kind of money is there to eat, drink and play? People are getting older, and there is not much time left, so I don't have to think about saving more money. A sight?"

Lin You had no way to refute, so he could only say: "You're right, I strongly support it spiritually, and the sale of Kahun is also thanks to your old age, eh, that's not right."

Speaking of this, Lin You suddenly realized something was wrong, and said, "No, sir, you are doing 'soul-sensing' work. If you have the ability to do this work, you should be a 'psychic', right?"

Lin You didn't know much about 'Psychic', but he roughly knew that people who could become psychics often had good attainments in soul power, which was a much rarer profession than duelists.

It's just that this profession has never been too obvious, and it doesn't seem to have any special combat power, and it has never appeared in any public duel events, resulting in a thin sense of existence.

The public's understanding of 'psychics' is basically limited to knowing that they have the ability to have 'soul sense'.

In comparison, another profession, the 'Card Creator', is widely known despite being rare in number and rarely appearing in the public eye.

After all, the cards used by the public are all hand-made by self-made card masters, so it is easy for people to admire them.

"You also said that it's a psychic, not a card maker. A psychic is worth a lot of money. It's not like a card maker, who makes money and earns a lot of money, and there are a lot of young and beautiful sisters who take the initiative to give it away. Hug, you overestimate my old bones."

The old man didn't know whether he was joking or self-deprecating, so he quickly said: "Okay, I don't need to say more if I thank you, it's only natural to take money to do things."

"That's okay..."

After hesitating for a moment, Lin You took out his mobile phone, operated it, and then showed it to the old man, "Old man, I'll give you another 10,000 yuan. Don't think it's too little. Next time there is a business, you have to help me more."

After saying that, afraid that he would regret it in the middle, after saying hello to the old man, Lin You stepped up and walked out of the store.

The old man looked at the arrival message on the mobile phone, and then glanced at the direction where Lin Xie went, suddenly grinned and said, "This young man is called Lin You?"

Shortly after walking out of the store, Lin You found a store in the mall with a bigger and more reliable sign, specializing in the sale of magic supplements.

After entering the store, he soon picked a medium-sized magic spar worth 170,000 yuan.

The medium-sized magic spar is not much larger than the small one, at most it is about the size of a billiard ball.

But in terms of effect, no certificate is required, and the product's favorable rate can explain everything.

Lin You didn't pick one, and quickly chose a piece. The young sales lady immediately beamed with joy, thinking that she would be able to change to a new phone after get off work to celebrate.

When he got home, Lin You didn't do anything. He opened the shopping bag and took out the magic spar that was packed in the crystal box.

Feeling the tempting magic aura emanating from the surface of the magic spar, Lin You did not delay, and immediately released the magic.

The dark blue magic power emerged, wrapping this magic spar, and the moment when the magic power was swallowed up, the flow of magic power in Lin You's body suddenly intensified.

This is where the devouring of magic power begins.

In a dark basement.

A dozen people are gathering here, listening to a man with a clown on his face speak.

"Jianghua High School, this is the part you are responsible for among the five key high schools selected in this action plan."

The clown introduced: "According to the information, at the graduation ceremony tomorrow, among the school leaders attending the ceremony, there are two of the most troublesome people, one is the teacher in charge of the dueling class, called Wu Jiayuan, and the other is the principal of Jianghua High School, Yang Shan. "

"Both of them are Glory 1-star duelists, and aside from them, the remaining school leaders, dueling department head teachers, etc., all have the strength of 1-star to 3-star duelists, and there are about 17 people in total."

"So many duelists? And there are two more honorable class?" A man wearing a jet-black mask was surprised, and the others also became uneasy.

These people have the same characteristic, they all wear uniform black masks on their faces, and they have a common title—Dark Duelist!

"You don't have to worry about these. Tomorrow, there will be very fresh 'big bugs' as cooperation."

"Big worm? Who do you use for that kind of thing..." The dark duelist first showed surprise, but then he hesitated and became uneasy.

As a dark duelist, he knows exactly what a 'big bug' is.

That thing is a dangerous creature that needs a 'soul' to activate. The activated worm can be silently implanted into the body of a specific group of people, in fact, ordinary people.

Ordinary people cannot become duelists because of their weak magic power, which is not enough to form a soul connection with dueling gloves. The body of such people will be completely unable to repel the invasion of giant insects and lack the slightest resistance.

After the worm invades the human body, the 'soul' as a sacrifice will gradually dominate the will of the body, then consume the vitality of the human body, combine with the sacrificed soul, and release a powerful source of darkness.

Therefore, the stronger the sacrificed soul, the more terrifying the power of the source of darkness.

With the help of the source of darkness, these dark duelists can drag their prey into a 'dark game' that is difficult to be disturbed by the outside world.

With the personality of Lord Joker, he should be reluctant to sacrifice his own soul to activate that kind of creature.

It was precisely when the dark duelist thought of this that he suddenly became nervous.

His name is Zhou Zheng. Among the dozen or so Dark Duelists, he has devoured the most souls, and he is also the one with the most chance to get the code name of the independent action.

In this dark world with a strict hierarchy, once you are designated as a 'soul victim' by your superiors, there is no room for manoeuvre.

"There's no need to be nervous."

The Joker could clearly see what he was thinking, and suddenly smiled: "That big worm has long been activated by the soul, so all you need to do is to cooperate."

"what?"

Zhou Zheng was surprised, but he was relieved.

The price of soul sacrifice is too serious. If he really takes the sacrifice and wants to climb to a high position, it will become even more distant.

That is to hurt the fundamental existence.

But if it wasn't for him, who would be the victim...

Thinking about these colleagues around you, it's not that they look down on them. With their souls, the big bug may not look down on them at all.

Even he can only barely satisfy the appetite of the worm, but the concentration of the source of darkness will be extremely poor.

Really meet the needs, UU reading www. If uukanshu.com can create a source of darkness that is effective for Glory-level duelists, I am afraid it must be the clown in front of him, but he is unlikely to be willing to make such a sacrifice.

At least not actively asking for it.

"Let me introduce you."

Zhou Zheng was still worried, but the clown showed a cold smile and took the lead into the depths of the basement.

"His code name is 'Grey Wolf', and he will be the leader of the attack on Ganghwa High School tomorrow."

The gray wolf sitting on the sofa seemed to be asleep, completely ignoring the clown and others who came in, watching TV on his own.

But when Zhou Zhengguang heard the code name, his eyes widened and he said in horror, "Is that the gray wolf who has swallowed the souls of hundreds of duelists?"

"Hehe, yes, if it wasn't for following the organization's arrangement and dormant in this city for five years without taking action, this data would have grown even more," the clown said.

"Is it all for today?" Zhou Zheng asked in confusion.

"It seems that your understanding of the organization is not deep enough."

The Joker stared at him for a long time, before he sneered: "Our actions, whether we are dormant or dormant, are not meticulously formulated strategies for a specific goal, but an extraordinary force that can be used at any time when the organization is strong."

"Let those who are unscrupulous in the secret realm take action against the organization know that no matter which country you come from, or how strong a duel background you have, as long as you provoke the Evernight Association, what awaits you will only be a long night! "

The clown's voice became more and more indifferent. In the end, he looked around the dozen or so dark duelists in the basement, and said coldly, "Tomorrow..."

"Although let's start killing!"

Chapter end