Dark Market.
After gathering supplies in the Magic Forest for several days, Carl once again ca to the Dark Market.
CLANG...
Blacksmith Gando stopped his work. He looked at the pile of at presented before him, his gaze inadvertently stirring.
"Young man, your curiosity is indeed strong, but there’s nothing I can tell you about the Gods."
He had to admit that over the centuries, countless people had co before him, though not many had left an impression. Carl undoubtedly was one of them. Strength was one aspect. The key was that Carl always brought a large quantity of flesh and blood. This was a great temptation to Gando, who urgently needed nutritional replenishnt to resist the devouring force. But regarding the Gods... he indeed had nothing to say.
"Senior," Carl bowed, "this ti I’ve co to inquire about where I can obtain Holy Skills."
"Just pointing in the right direction will do. Regardless of the outco, this fine at is yours, Senior."
Everyone who ca to the Dark Market would co to ’pay homage’ to this great Third-tier existence. With his perception, he could definitely ’see’ a person’s strength. If anyone in the market could provide Carl with useful clues, Gando was definitely the first choice.
"Holy Skills?" Gando thought for a mont, then replied, "The treasure vaults of several Dukes, the underground chamber of the Rose Chapel, the Holy Hall, and the core areas of a few Forgotten Cities should all have them."
"..." Carl spoke dryly, "Is there no other place?"
The locations ntioned not only contained Holy Skills but also various treasures, including Great Divine Grace, but he couldn’t possibly enter them.
"HEH HEH..." Gando grinned, his abundant hair swayed, and his eyes fell into contemplation. "Let think... let think... Hmm! There’s a man known as the Fla Knight who might have so clues. You can go and ask him. I rember now—Fla Knight Graindel. However, the Holy Skills he possesses might not suit you."
"Hmm?" Carl looked up. "Holy Skills can be suitable or unsuitable?"
"Of course," Gando shrugged. "Most Holy Skills are bestowed by the Divines upon their own Guardians, corresponding to the Magic Door the Guardians follow. For example, Holy Skills bestowed by the Sea God are almost impossible for the Fire God’s Guardians to grasp. Even if they are Guardians of the sa Divine, the Holy Skills may not necessarily be interchangeable. Of course, most Guardians can cultivate the majority of Holy Skills; it’s just that... they can’t reach a very powerful level, that’s all."
Carl understood. Witchcraft was similar. Wizards of the Natural School could also master Shadow Series witchcraft, but they would definitely not be as adept as Wizards specializing in the Shadow Series. So special witchcraft even required particular preconditions, for instance, the transformation spell of Bloodline Wizards.
Just what Holy Skills are compatible with the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique? Do I really have to go to the Holy Hall?
As thoughts churned, Carl bowed and spoke, "I’ll go and inquire right away."
He had walked the three streets of the Dark Market nurous tis and knew what each stall sold like the back of his hand. The rchant i Lun was undoubtedly the most well-inford among them.
"Fla Knight Graindel?" i Lun, a lean little old man from Duke Olaf’s Territory, shook his head lightly upon hearing the na. "He was in the market the day before yesterday, but he has already left."
"Gone?" Carl’s face changed slightly. "Where to?"
"Freedom Port," i Lun pointed outside. "The City Lord of the City of Death issued a notice to investigate the whereabouts of the Evil God in Freedom Port. The reward is three drops of Demigod’s blood."
"Hmm?" Carl was taken aback. "Wasn’t it two Supre-grade Dharma Seals?"
In the center of the market stood a tall, thick stone pillar, with various quests engraved upon it. The task to investigate the Evil God in Freedom Port had always been listed there, but Carl rembered the reward being two Supre-grade Dharma Seals. Involving an Evil God ant great risks; for a Great Knight, it was almost a one-way street to death. re Supre-grade Dharma Seals held no allure for those in the market, so the task had remained unaccepted. But it seed the situation had changed.
"It was modified the day before yesterday," i Lun shrugged. "These past two days, many people have left the Dark Market, all heading for this very quest. If I had the strength, I’d go join the excitent too. Demigod’s blood, ah!"
So-called Demigod’s blood was the blood of a Duke. It could allow a Great Knight to break through to the Legendary Knight realm. The Death Knights serving City Lord i Weiya of the City of Death were Great Knights who had received her bestowed blood. Three drops of Demigod’s blood could theoretically create three Legendary Knights, making it many tis more potent than Supre-grade Dharma Seals. Just the fact that advancing to Legendary status extended one’s lifespan to two hundred years was enough to drive any Great Knight mad.
No wonder! It seems i Weiya is in a rush too. As long as the Evil God lurking in Freedom Port remained unresolved, the City of Death’s fish supply couldn’t be t. Without sufficient food, the population naturally struggled to increase. And i Weiya couldn’t easily leave the City of Death, so she had others investigate the location of the Evil God’s true body. Knowing the Evil God’s location, she could make a quick trip to resolve the trouble without her own strength being greatly weakened. It just so happened that the Dark Market was being held within the City of Death, attracting experts from all regions and increasing the chances of finding an answer.
Hmm... Because of the world’s rules, the Evil God’s strength couldn’t possibly be Second Order. If its location were known, i Weiya, being Second Order herself, could indeed resolve the issue quickly. But then... you just had to change the reward now? Right when I’ve gathered enough supplies from the Magic Forest, you draw everyone away.
"HUFF!" Carl took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration in his heart.
No worries! I still have other options.
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