dical facilities of the realm. They gritted their teeth while bearing with the pain, and discussed about matters to alleviate their minds from the pain.
At this moment, a figure surfaced out of nowhere and slowly approached Mogensha’s back. His golden AK was truly a trademark to others, which was how that figure recognized him.
This was Zi’s able subordinate, Demondream.
She stared at the three males and coldly announced.
"Don’t you know speaking malicious words behind one’s back, especially to a female warrior, is an extremely rude behavior?"
Mogensha unfolded his hand and lighted a cigar, before puffing deeply. Then, he replied contentedly as the fumes fumigated out his nostrils.
"Ah, how are your contemplations going?"
Demondream replied snobbishly.
"What contemplations?"
Sheyan answered with amazement.
"Of course, your buying price for that divine stone. If the Illume-union isn’t fond of my junk, then I will simply bring it to the marketplace."
Demondream’s countenance turned ugly. Frankly speaking, the ability ‘Flesh Explosion’ from the divine stone ‘Odin’s Surge’ was incredibly alluring. It was an extremely rare evolving ability.
Before this, even Demondream hadn’t heard of it before! One could tell how rare it was. Although the ability required the sacrifice of equipments, it had indeed reached the pinnacle of enticement!
As contestants, they could acquire equipments through trade. Therefore, the act of sacrificing equipments could ultimately be associated with the act of burning money. It didn’t really pose a massive difficulty but its final benefit was a ‘S’ rank ability! The reciprocation of sacrificing equipments would be well worth it.
Mogensha appeared to have cross paths with Demondream before. At present, he strolled over to Demondream and uttered.
"Hey, honestly speaking, it has really been a long time, but I see that your foresight has diminished? You should be setting your hands on this ability without hesitation."
PA! Demondream slapped Mogensha’s back and lashed out fiercely.
"You must have already learned that ‘Flesh Explosion’, let me see its properties!"
Mogensha shrugged his shoulders in response.
"The properties varies between users, but it circles around the fringes of true damage."
Demondream couldn’t refrain herself from being moved by the words ‘True damage’.
In truth, most agile type contestants would harbour jealously towards the domineering and ruthless nature of strength contestants in issuing out crushing damages! While every strength type contestant would marvel at the lightning paced nimbleness of agility based contestants!
Evidently, true damages would be a good substitute for agility contestants to make up for the deficit of a ‘crushing damages’ type damage. Although the initial true damages of ‘Flesh Explosion’ was minute, once it reaches higher levels, it may be able to contest the overbearing crushing damages.
At this moment, Dead Souls user Mordah marched over and invited the trio.
"Sirs, Zi wishes to have a chat with you three."
Sheyan and Reef exchanged glances. After affirming that there couldn’t be a trap present, they followed him over.
When they first entered her room, it didn’t differ much from his own personal room. Yet after advancing deeper, the impression he received was this place was truly magnificently and delicately arranged.
It had the cosy ambience of a house, a disparity of heaven and earth as compared to Sheyan’s personal room; a room that was basically treated as a kennel by the repugnant Jinkuang.
Zi was currently seated on a sofa. In front of her was a tea set with a steaming pot of tea; white fumes permeated through the atmosphere, as a sweet scent drifting into their noses.
She was wearing a loose silk gown, comparable to the depiction of a heroic suaveness along with a natural charm. Her gown, though loose, incidentally revealed her alluring female curves every time she bowed or raise her elbows; releasing an enchantment that nibbled away at one’s bones.
"Please have a drink." Zi poured the piping hot tea into the cups.
The tea color was a tranquil dark green dispersing out a wondrous fragrance. The cups before them were the size of a cow’s eye, translucent and spotless with a glossy texture. Upon drinking the tea, one would feel a pulse of subtle rich fragrance wandering on blade of their tongues.
Her simple actions and courtesy very bluntly became the focal point of this scenario. This wasn’t something that could be learned from the realm, it was through talent and grooming back in the real world! One could tell she definitely possess an elevated and influential status in the real world.
"Apart from that divine stone, what else have you brought to exchange?"
Sheyan smiled gently.
"Why the rush? Rather, we should pay attention to making steady incremental progress. Let us first talk about the valuation of the divine stone, and its two times usage."
Zi snorted coldly. She wasn’t accustomed to having her words overruled.
Demondream then reached to her back and produced a shield of radiating dark-gold!
There was a round plate at the middle of the shield, while numerous incisive long spikes sprouted around it. If light was shone from its surroundings, the frame of the shield was appear extraordinarily massive. The entire shield resembled the scorching sun of noon, exuberating the pressing grandeur of a vanguard!
Witnessing such an equipment, Reef instantly burst with joy even before Zi could share out the properties of the shield. Sheyan instead asked solemnly.
"What has happened to Archeaphill?"
Brother Black could instantly perceive. If Archeaphill was still present, he would absolutely not allow such a shield as a barter tool. Even if he had to, he would definitely seek to exchange his silver storyline ‘Bulwark of Azzinoth’ shield first.
Listening to Sheyan’s inquiring, Zi snorted coldly. Demondream’s expression also turned sullen.
Under such an awkward atmosphere, Sheyan tapped his fingers onto the table and nonchalantly continued.
"Hmm, in view of you questioning me about the rewards of the Golden Side Mission, and that our excellency, Zi, has divulged news of the Metals Professor, Fu Lyanna, to me…...I can fundamentally confirm, our dear mister Archeaphill has met with a mishap. An exceedingly dangerous predicament that minimally requires a reward from the Golden Side mission. Let’s see, for one skilled enough to orchestrate all these, I guess, it must be related to Fu Lyanna."
"Carry on." Zi coldly urged. "I would like to see what else you know."
Sheyan chuckled but continued with a random statement.
"I’m a little thirsty."
Chapter end
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