Chapter 236 Boring Behavior
Although he was very tempted by the idea of going to the Star-Moon Forest to hunt, Lin Luo still suppressed his eagerness.
After reading Sang Mo's memory, he realized that the distribution of creatures in the Star-Moon Forest and the Divine Silence Glacier was almost exactly the same.
Both areas are divided into inner and outer circles.
The inner circle is full of magical energy and is the habitat of high-level magical beasts. The outer circle has thin magical energy and poor magic potion production capacity, making it a paradise for low-level magical beasts.
It would not be wise to enter the inner circle with the eighth level strength.
There are tens of thousands of races on the Star-Moon Continent, and the human race can only live in a corner.
The other races all have this kind of strength. Lin Luo dares to conclude that there are probably some ancient creatures in these two major gathering places of magical beasts.
Or maybe... there is a twelfth-level monster?
Thinking of this, Lin Luo quickly extinguished the unrealistic fantasy in his heart.
Before you reach the ninth level, don't think about entering the inner circle for the time being.
"However... if we only hunt in the outer circle, the mere seventh-level monsters won't mean much to Lin Luo."
Lin Luo slowly put away the wolf-hair brush in his hand, looked at the auction table, and said to himself: "After the auction is over, I will pocket these hundreds of millions of magic crystals.
By then, at least before I reach the ninth level, I won't be short of experience points, and I won't have to go on a spree of hunting seventh-level monsters."
With his strength as an eighth-level creature, the experience points he gains from slaughtering a seventh-level monster will be greatly reduced.
What's more, all the deducted experience points went into Ling's pocket, so it was like working for others for nothing.
As long as you are a normal person, you probably wouldn't want to do that, right?
At this moment, a subtle spiritual force gently passed over his head.
It's like a gentle breeze, causing barely perceptible fluctuations.
If Lin Luo had not become extremely clear in his perception of everything in the world after being promoted to a "demigod body", he would probably have ignored this fluctuation of mental power.
"This is……"
Lin Luo looked up and hesitated for a moment, then he quickly used all the necessary concealment methods.
Then, he carefully mobilized some magic power, and a ray of colorful light flashed quickly in his eyes.
Eye of True Seeing!
Break the delusion!
Everything in the world once again turned into essential energy, and all people and things seemed to turn into lines and surfaces in this gaze.
Even the magic energy and rule power flowing in everyone's bodies could be seen clearly by him.
And those mental powers (soul powers) also turned into clusters of strange-shaped energy bodies.
With the help of the Eye of True Vision, Lin Luo's gaze was far-reaching as he quickly passed through the auction venue and finally saw the huge mental tentacles hovering above the venue.
For a moment, he couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate.
This was his first contact with a high-level creature.
Although there is a system to conceal its own strength and whereabouts, he is still not too reassured. After all, the system is ultimately just an external force.
The Eye of True Vision is an information-gathering technique and, under normal circumstances, will never arouse the other party's awareness.
Lin Luo has full confidence in this technique that has been promoted to the color level.
At this moment, he saw with his own eyes the other party's terrifying and huge mental "tentacles", which were like a thick gray fog, covering the sky and the sun.
With just a little sensing, he could feel waves of powerful pressure emanating from the clouds of mental power.
In the face of this pressure, he felt that the opponent's power was as vast as the ocean, and he himself was like a lonely and swaying boat that could be overturned by a wave at any time.
"Unbeatable!"
In just a moment, Lin Luo immediately withdrew his gaze, his body softened, and he staggered and slumped into the seat.
"The owner of this spiritual power is definitely stronger than the ninth level!"
Although the attribute gap between the ninth level and the eighth level is also ten times, and the amplification effect of the domain and rule power also widens the strength gap between the eighth and ninth level mages.
But the difference of just ten times in strength would never make Lin Luo feel so powerless.
Tenth level?
Or level eleven?
After sensing the true power of this mental force, Lin Luo's heart trembled and he pondered secretly in his heart.
He originally thought that this was a remote area and the sale of scrolls would not attract the attention of outsiders.
But he never expected that such a powerful being would come to investigate in this remote place.
The entire process of spying on the other party's strength only took a few seconds.
But Lin Luo felt that this period of time was like a year, and he always felt like he was on edge.
He subconsciously touched his forehead, only to find that it was already soaked with cold sweat.
"Fortunately, the system's concealment effect is still reliable, and the other party failed to discover my existence. Otherwise, my fate would probably not be so good now." Lin Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Sometimes, knowing too much can also be a kind of distress.
Just like the bidders in the venue, they did not sense the mental power of this strong man, so they did not have the worries in Lin Luo's heart.
Not long after,
His mood had calmed down, but his mental strength was always on guard against any accidents that might occur at any time.
The original plan was to let Ming and Yue walk out of the contract space to get some fresh air, but now it seems that this behavior is tantamount to asking for trouble.
that's all,
While Lin Luo was feeling nervous, the auction was in full swing, with cheers and sighs ringing in the ears.
The identity of the buyer who bought the second scroll at a high price of 12.5 million was once again beyond everyone's expectations.
After someone saw the man's identity, they immediately lost their composure and cursed, "Fuck!
Why is it Leonard again? How many magic crystals does he have?
"He already bought a fire-attribute offensive scroll. How could he still afford this dark-attribute defensive scroll?"
"I knew he'd made a killing by breaking into the Orc tribe! Some speculated he had tens of millions of magic crystals on him, but I have a feeling it must be much more!"
"My friend, I see that Leonard is only at the seventh level. He can't be on guard all the time, right?"
Someone transformed his palm into a knife, placed it on his neck, and said sinisterly, "How about we go together and snatch the magic crystal and scroll from him?
At that time, no matter the treasures on him or the inheritance of necromancy magic, they will all be replaced with magic crystals.
hey-hey,
It is definitely enough for us to cultivate to the peak of the eighth level!"
As soon as these words came out,
Many people looked at Leonard with heated eyes again.
After all, he is just a level 65 necromancer with limited strength. Unless he is not human, how could he never let his guard down?
Thinking of this, I wonder how many people started to have evil thoughts.
What happened next further solidified everyone's thoughts.
However, Leonard was not satisfied with getting two scrolls. He continued to bid madly at any price and won four more scrolls.
So far, he has three attack scrolls, and one each of defense, healing, and protection.
What is even more eye-catching is that
The prices of these scrolls have not decreased but increased. The most expensive scroll even reached a high price of 15 million!
At this point, the envy in everyone's eyes had turned into jealousy!
We all rely on luck to practice, so why are you the only one who can do this so well?
Driven by interests, many mages gradually began to tend to form groups.
Seeing this, Leonard was not afraid, and his face hidden under the hood remained calm.
"Only cowardly sheep stick together!" He looked at me with disdain and sneered.
The mages' guess was indeed correct. Although the orc tribe he broke into was only a small tribe, the wealth accumulated by this orc tribe over countless years was unimaginable for ordinary people.
Could it be that the wealth on him is really only worth tens of millions of magic crystals?
Leonard sneered. With the help of the space ring he obtained from the undead inheritance, he harvested hundreds of millions of magic crystals alone.
And these riches are just the tip of the iceberg of the orc tribe’s treasure trove!
Thinking of this, he tightly gripped the scroll in his hand, his heart burning with heat.
"The eighth seal of the Death Ring has not yet been opened. Once it is opened, I will definitely break into the treasure house of the orc tribe again!"
This is the whisper in Leonard's heart, which outsiders cannot hear.
However, the scroll he held in his hand was an exception.
"The Death Ring? Orcish treasure?"
From the moment Leonard got the scroll, these affixes began to flash through Lin Luo's mind.
He knew that these were Leonard's thoughts.
But this strange ability to read other people's thoughts silently really made Lin Luo unable to understand where it came from.
However, Lin Luo also understood some principles through constant exploration.
In his opinion, the activation of this ability requires a medium.
Previously, a name or code name could serve as a medium.
After Lin Luo was promoted to a demigod, the effect of this mysterious ability should have been greatly enhanced.
Just because the scroll came from his hands, during the transaction process, this scroll naturally served as the "medium" for Lin Luo to read Leonard's thoughts.
"Tsk, what a coincidence..."
Lin Luo grinned, a meaningful smile appeared on his cold and handsome face, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I, a fake Chosen One, actually met a real Chosen One here.
Moreover, the other party happens to be a disciple of the God of Death."
Not only that,
This hunted chosen one exposed the exact location of the orcs' treasure house because he bought the scroll made by Lin Luo.
Every sip and bite of this
It was simply Qiao'er's mother opening the door for Qiao.
What a coincidence!
"Could it be that this is also luck?"
Lin Luo touched his chin, shook his head and laughed.
He is not a pretentious person. Orcs and humans are irreconcilable. Now that he has obtained the location of the orcs' treasure house, how could he not take action?
What's more, his eighth-level scroll helped Leonard resolve some of the pressure from the Sith Chamber of Commerce.
Thinking of this,
Lin Luo smiled evilly and thought to himself, "I'm not a gentleman, so...
I want this opportunity!"
…
In Otto Town, inside the Youmeng Hotel.
Isana followed the protective magic weapon given to Artoria and finally found the location of Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Seeing that Altria and Vivian were still playing and joking from time to time, she finally put aside her worries.
Although she had agreed with Altria that she would not come to the Phantom Exchange in person.
But Altria did not stop her from watching remotely with her mental power.
After observing for a while,
Isana gently tucked up the long red hair beside her ears with her jade fingers, opened her red lips slightly, and smiled, "It seems that my worries are unnecessary.
They should have made up their minds, so I won't waste any more time on them."
Just when she was about to withdraw her spiritual power,
She hesitated again, frowning slightly in doubt.
"That vague feeling of discomfort just now...was it my imagination?"
Just as Lin Luo activated the Eye of True Vision, the perceptive Isana still noticed something slightly different.
However, due to the special nature of the Eye of True Vision and the long distance, Lin Luo's sight only made Isana feel slightly uncomfortable.
Betty, who was working on the communication device, noticed Isana's changing expression and asked quietly, "My Lord, have you noticed anything unusual?"
Isana smiled broadly and shook her head, saying, "I didn't find any unusual incidents.
However, I did see a certain maid being lazy.
Are you watching the auction in Shenglin Town?"
"No... I didn't. I just cared about Her Royal Highness the Princess, so I didn't slack off." Betty turned the communication magic device back to the battleship interaction page and explained hurriedly.
She had to admit that she was quite curious about the unlimited eighth-level scroll.
Moreover, out of professional habit, she also checked on the magic network.
"I didn't expect that this branch of the Phantom Chamber of Commerce would actually bring the scroll's gg to the capital of Constelli Province."
Thinking of the scroll's amazing properties, Betty was a little surprised and murmured softly, "Sir, there are some questions I can't figure out."
"What?" Isana withdrew her mental power and looked at her with a smile.
"If this eighth-level scroll with astonishing power were auctioned at the exchange located in the royal city, it would definitely fetch a much higher price.
At worst, having it auctioned in the nearest provincial capital of Constelli would also allow it to fetch a higher price.
But why…"
Isana blinked her captivating phoenix eyes and interrupted, "Are you trying to tell me why the owner of these scrolls chose to auction them in a small town like this?"
"……Um."
"You, being too talented is both your strength and your weakness."
Isana shook her head and said slowly, “Logically speaking, with the experience of an eighth-level mage, it shouldn’t be difficult to see the reason.
But you're being promoted too quickly.
It only took ninety years to reach the eighth level. Excluding the time spent in seclusion, you don't have much time left to interact with the world."
Isana was very patient with this inexperienced "little girl" and said gently, "Sometimes, high-level mages can't think with common sense.
The long years will give rise to some strange ideas in their hearts.
For example...
This high-level wizard was selling scrolls, perhaps simply because he was bored, so he sold off his practice works.
Who knows, maybe we'll see unlimited ninth-level scrolls in the future?"
Hearing this, Betty opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond.
Is the answer really that simple?
She wanted to retort, but she didn't have a reasonable enough answer.
The powerful person who can be called a high-level magician by Isana must be of the same level as her.
It's normal for a wizard like this to act as he pleases, right?
Betty bit her lip lightly and decided not to continue thinking and wasting her brain cells.
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