Warhammer Wizard

Go down another two floors and arrive at a grotto in the black market of Skeleton Harbor.

"Sir, we're here." Combas looked in the direction of the grotto, and took Ren into a hotel on the corner, and said, "The rules of the trade fair are that you can't bring guards in. Your lord can let all the barbarian brothers wait in the hotel. "

While he was talking, he took out an invitation letter and showed it to the owner of the inn.

This is obviously not an ordinary hotel. There are no guests, and the people entering and leaving are like guards or bodyguards. The boss confirmed that the invitation letter was ok and arranged the room immediately.

Ren didn't want to be too dazzling, so he asked Sicarius to take the Ultramarines and stay with the Combas guards.

Before entering the grotto, the innkeeper handed over three mithril masks.

Ren took the mask but didn't put it on. He complained in his heart that people in Shenzhen and Hong Kong always love masks, as if everyone is not good at it.

"My lord, after all, this is a black market fair. Many people don't want to reveal their identities, so they make a disguise." Combas seemed to guess Ren's doubts and explained: "This is also influenced by the masked lord. Like it or not."

Ren probed the mithril mask in his hand, and it was marked with an enchanting effect.

After wearing it, it can change the voice line and block the exploration techniques below the sixth ring. It can be seen that the organizers of the trade fair still put a lot of thought into it.

Both Combas and Swift chose to wear them.

Ren went with the flow and put the mask on his face. At the same time, he didn't forget to put away the blood-colored cloak, otherwise people would recognize it at a glance without even looking at his face.

The three entered the grotto, and immediately there was a waiter who also wore a mask to lead the way.

Passing through the deep corridor where the rune formation was arranged, and finally entering a box, the waiter silently retreated and stood waiting outside the door.

The layout of the box is very simple, with an area of ​​only a dozen square meters. There is a set of wooden tables and chairs. The three walls are hard stone walls. Only one side is completely opened, and you can see that there is a theater-like hall outside. , directly opposite the box is the platform for performances.

Dozens of boxes are excavated on the stone walls, and they are divided into multiple layers.

Ren listened to the voice of all things, but found nothing.

Obviously, this hall dedicated to the black market trade fair is equipped with a soundproof force field, so that the guests in each box cannot spy on each other, and are separated into separate spaces.

Only the organizer of the trade fair can grasp the situation of the audience.

Ren sat down casually.

After waiting for a while, the trade fair officially started.

Another person wearing a mask and a gray robe stood on the platform, clapped his hands, attracted everyone's attention, and said straight to the point: "Everyone, let's start. First, the auction, the first item tonight. It's a superb sword..."

The organizer's voice was uncharacteristic, and his tone did not fluctuate.

Without any nonsense, he took out the long sword, began to introduce its enchantment and function, added a few simple and precise comments, and finally quoted the reserve price, but did not mention its origin at all.

Obviously, this fair doesn't care whether the items are clean or not.

The only thing people look at is its value.

Soon someone took a fancy to this long sword and began to bid.

The bidding voices come and go one after another, and each guest's voice has been changed, so there is no need to worry about being heard by acquaintances. Of course, some guests did not wear masks, but showed their true faces, obviously not afraid of their identities being known.

The first item was sold quickly, and the second item started immediately.

The things that the organizers put up for auction are all high-quality or top-quality, all kinds of weapons and equipment, magic soul gems, rare materials, as well as real estate deeds, company mines, and even slaves or gossip. Popular, almost no pass-through.

Combas was a regular customer at the trade fair, and he was rich, so he took pictures of two things.

It was the first time Swift participated, and when he heard the bidding price of thousands of gold shields at every turn, it seemed that he was not calling out money, but as easily as water that was poured out, which made him, a shy legendary iron guard, feel a burst of excitement. Frightened.

Ren didn't feel anything.

From his point of view, he didn't have anything to look at. He knew that the real highlight was at the back, so he didn't participate in the bidding.

The organizer was very efficient, and it took less than an hour to auction everything.

It also included an epic armor, which caused quite a stir. After fierce competition, it was finally sold for 160,000 gold shields, which pushed the atmosphere of the trade fair to a climax.

Immediately after, two legendary demon souls with transcendent elements were auctioned for high prices of tens of thousands of gold shields.

Ren's goal of participating in the trade fair was to surpass the elements, but unfortunately they were all physical elements and could not solve the teacher's problem, so I couldn't help being a little disappointed.

After the auction, it is time for the guests to trade.

The waiter who was guarding the door of the box came in and said respectfully, "Several guests, if you have something you want to sell, or something you need, you can tell me now."

Combas explained it before.

The black market trade fair is different from the normal trade fair. The guests try not to meet each other in person, but communicate through the host of the trade fair.

Of course, it doesn't matter if both parties agree to meet.

The waiter at the trade fair will collect the needs of the guests and summarize them in the hands of the organizer. After sorting, they will hand over a catalogue to all the guests, and then communicate and trade.

There is obviously a problem with this process design.

The organizer not only has to draw a lot of service fees, but as the first-hand master of information, he can also get more benefits from it. He intercepts some sought-after items and makes transactions in advance, so that other guests will not get it at all. Know.

Everyone is well aware of this, but this is an advantage that the organizers of the trade fair deserve, and the guests won't have much to lose, so no one objected.

Hearing the waiter's words, both Combas and Swift looked at Ren.

"I want to shoot two things."

Ren said: "The dragon soul of a young green dragon can be exchanged for anything, regardless of the trading scope; a shadow mask of a dragon priest, it is an epic magic item, and it only sells for money. Interested guests can make an offer to me. It must be Not less than 300,000 gold shields."

The waiter didn't respond for a long time, even if he was wearing a mask, he could see that he was in shock at the moment.

Transactions of such high value are very rare even in the black market.

"Is there a problem?" Ren asked.

"No, no!" The waiter finally came to his senses~www.readwn.com~ and quickly said: "Dear guest, please wait a moment, I will report it to the boss immediately." After speaking, he hurried out of the box, because he was too excited , even forgot to close the door.

Combas closed the door from the air and said in surprise, "Sir, are you going to sell the dragon sacrificial mask?"

An epic item, no one is willing to let it go, very few like Ren, who sells it within two hours after it arrives.

What's more, according to what the masked lord said, the dragon sacrificial mask in Ren's hand is still a top-level epic item, and it is really worth it.

Swift didn't speak, he was already shocked by the 300,000 gold shields.

"Well." Ren nodded and said, "Shadow masks are not suitable for me. No matter how valuable things are, if they can't be used, they might as well sell them for money."

Both Combas and Swift disagreed.

Epic items are hard to come by. No matter how many people have money, they can’t buy them. Maybe they can sell for a sky-high price now, but if they want to buy them back at the same price in the future, it’s basically impossible.

The best thing to do is to keep it, wait for the opportunity, and exchange it with others for the equivalent applicable epic item.

A few minutes later, a portal suddenly opened in the box, and a strong figure walked out of it. Combas and Swift saw each other clearly, and they were both shocked and quickly stood up and shouted:

"I have seen Lord City Lord."

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