A roar was heard, filled with deep sorrow and anger.

The ground shook.

A tall figure holding a huge hammer rushed towards him with a whistling wind.

The handle of the giant hammer was more than two meters long, engraved with mysterious runes and totems. The hammer head was even more terrifying, like a small hill, and every line on the surface appeared so deep and powerful.

Under the night sky, the trembling lines seemed like flowing silver light, shining with majesty.

Inherited magical weapon!

The inherited magical weapon in the shape of a giant hammer is extremely rare. It is conceivable that it would be extremely painful if it fell on your body.

Carl dodged and was about to move, but found that something black had entangled his feet.

And it's spreading to the legs.

First Ring Sorcery - Shadow Tentacles! Obviously.

In addition to the bloodline wizard who was rushing towards them with a huge hammer, there was also a formal wizard hiding nearby.

"die!"

The blood wizard jumped high, and the huge hammer head fell from the sky, smashing down hard on where Carl was.

Use the ghost frog to create an illusion to confuse the target, while your companions use shadow tentacles to restrict movement, and then use the giant hammer to kill.

This is their usual routine.

And it works every time.

Even a wizard in the middle stage of the first ring will die in their hands if he has no means to save his life.

Although Ghost Frog died from a headshot this time due to mental backlash, the final outcome would not change.

“Wow…”

A stream of water appeared out of nowhere and instantly turned into a huge water ball, blocking the giant hammer.

First Ring Sorcery——Tidal Force! "Hmph!"

With a disdainful snort, the giant hammer continued to fall, and the invisible shock force instantly shattered the water ball.

Carl's eyes twitched, and he stretched out his hands, a broadsword appeared in each palm, and the two swords crossed in front of him.

Combat Skill - Guard! The violent fighting spirit in the body surges according to a certain pattern, turning into an invisible force field to protect the body.

"Bang!"

The moment of contact.

The two broadswords in his hands were shattered, his fighting energy field collapsed, and the bones in his arms were broken on the spot.

His body was so exhausted that he couldn't help leaning back.

But, under numerous blockades, the middle-stage first-order body finally managed to withstand this violent attack.

"Um?"

Seeing that he failed to kill Carl with one blow, the opponent was also stunned.

But then he showed a grim smile, raised the huge hammer again, and was about to smash it at Carl again.

this time,

See how you take it! In order to prevent Karl from casting witchcraft, he opened his mouth wide and roared with the power of his blood.

Shock!

This is a natural ability that attacks the target's mind directly, and it is also the reason why this person dares to engage in close combat with others.

"roar!"

The sound waves vibrated in his eardrums, but Carl's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were even colder.

Possessing the Aura of Fear and the Wrath of Thundergod, this level of mental attack had no effect on him at all.

“Swish!”

The broken arms shook slightly and instantly turned into two tentacles covered with suction cups that stabbed out.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

The hammer and tentacle hit the target at the same time.

Carl's head shook and his skull shattered on the spot. If it were a normal person, he would have been dead.

But he,

His expression was as calm as ever.

On the contrary, the other party lowered his head and looked at his chest in astonishment, only to see two tentacles inserted into his chest, madly sucking his vitality.

Innate ability - Devouring! "Hua La La..."

With the influx of vitality, the wounds on Carl's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Swish!”

With the 'hands' split to the left and right, the opponent was torn in half.

After taking care of one person, Carl flashed to the side and saw three figures in mid-air.

One of them was holding a snake-shaped staff, with a look of fear on his face, and he was yelling at the other two.

“Stop him!”

As for himself, he turned and ran away.

"snort!"

Carl hummed softly, and invisible mental fluctuations enveloped the entire place.

Aura of fear!

The second-level fear aura froze the man who wanted to escape, but the other two were barely affected.

"puppet?"

Carl's eyes flashed, and he flipped his hand, and a thin sword appeared in his palm.

Holy Skill——Angel Thorn! Countless sword shadows appeared in the field, breaking through the air with a hissing sound, and then the sword shadows suddenly gathered together.

"Bang!"

Two puppets that were as big as knights exploded, and Carl's figure appeared behind the wizard.

The tip of the sword in his hand was stained with blood. The wizard's body shook and then fell heavily to the ground.

Melee!

After all, the path of the knight is better, especially when facing a wizard who has lost his fighting spirit due to inner fear.

Carl put away his rapier, grabbed the corpse on the ground, turned around and picked up the giant hammer.

Get away before anyone else notices what's going on here.

Not long after.

Fragments of the divine domain.

Carl squinted at the assassin's memory with an odd look on his face.

"bunker?"

"The Andrew family may not be aware that the forces they have cultivated to do dirty work have already joined the bunker."

"interesting……"

The Dark Castle is the largest dark wizard organization in the Magic Forest. It is said that this organization wants to unify the Magic Forest.

The killer was indeed hired by Vincent.

Belongs to an organization called 'Blood Claw'.

In the killer's memory, the Blood Claw organization has always been secretly funded by the Andrew family, helping the Andrew family solve some troubles that were inconvenient for them to deal with.

The decline of the two major families in the market before was related to them.

However, the leader of the Blood Claw was obviously unwilling to be just a puppet of others, and secretly joined the Bunker.

He hopes to use the power of the dark castle to become a second-ring wizard, and then he can break away from the Andrew family.

“Hmm…”

Carl stroked his chin.

"station?"

Blood Claw has a base near the Leipzig market, and there are many good things in the killer's memory.

"never mind!"

"Even if the leader of the Blood Claw is not here, there are still two mid-level first-ring wizards. It would be too risky to go there alone."

"Liang Zi, remember this first, and we'll talk about it when we're strong enough!"

Muttering something, Carl began to count the gains of this trip.

Whether it is the bloodline wizard holding a giant hammer or the other person who is good at control, their strength is not weak.

pity,

They met Carl.

"Two official wizards, this is all they have? They don't even bring magic stones or wizard books when they go out?"

Throwing a few talismans aside, Carl was speechless.

But this is normal.

When killers and assassins are on the move, they usually only carry the necessary weapons; carrying other things would be a burden.

Failure in the action will also benefit the opponent.

However, it was not without gain. At least the weapons and staffs in the hands of the two were all inherited magical weapons.

Gravity Hammer!

The heavy weapons weighing several tons are blessed with spells such as breaking magic, shock, and great force, and their power is incredible.

In particular, the giant strength technique can increase the weight of the giant hammer exponentially to increase its power.

Shadow snake staff.

It can greatly increase the power of shadow witchcraft, and comes with a ring of witchcraft shadow tentacles.

Adding these two things together, it would be easy to sell them for a few thousand magic stones.

* * * Another world.

Dark Bazaar.

When Carl arrived, many people had already come to this small party hosted by Mellen.

"Mr. Karl!"

Seeing Karl, Mellen's eyes lit up: "You are finally here."

He had already spread the news, but Karl disappeared in the past few days, which scared him.

If Carl really disappears at that time, some people might tear him apart.

"Um."

Carl nodded calmly:

"Is it about to start?"

"It's almost time." Melen looked around the room: "There are still a few people who haven't arrived yet. We'll start when they do."

Carl scanned the entire room, his hidden mental power fluctuations swept across quickly, and then his eyes flickered slightly.

Four legends!

There are so many? The road to the legends of the other world is almost cut off. This time, four legends came, which is very rare.

Hmm? A warning look made Carl's heart tremble.

He has used wizard methods to spy on others, and has never failed in this world except for being discovered by the blacksmith Gando.

this time,

It was actually noticed.

The person I was looking at was a woman wearing a veil on her head, sitting on the edge of the crowd and not conspicuous.

But in Carl's perception, this person is one of the four legends, and his aura is extremely strange.

"Death and corruption, it is somewhat similar to the one in the City of Death. Could it be a Death Knight?"

"I've never heard of a female Death Knight!"

The lord of the City of Death, Maivia, has bestowed a number of demigod bloods upon her, and the several death knights guarding her are also extremely famous, and there are no women among them.

"Everyone!"

While he was thinking, everyone had arrived and Mellen began to speak: "I am very happy to invite friends from all over the world. This gathering is just to facilitate some transactions..."

"I have a skull in my hand. If you kiss its forehead, you can summon a strong wind."

After finishing his polite remarks, he took out a skull from behind and placed it on the table:

"It only takes 20,000 pounds of lean meat to take it away!"

Strange thing!

Items with various special functions are called strange objects, and no one knows where they came from.

It is said that

They are toys created by the gods in their spare time.

Some people also say that they are contaminated by some unknown energy and thus have strange effects.

certainly,

Some people also speculate that strange objects are related to curses. After all, people who frequently use strange objects find it difficult to live long.

"The wind?"

A one-eyed man laughed:

"Merlen, the wind that your skull attracts can only dazzle people's eyes, but it is of no use."

"Not necessarily." Someone said, "On the sea, it still has some effect. As long as you keep kissing, the ship will keep moving forward."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone laughed.

But even if it is not very useful, it is a rare item after all, and some people don't mind spending money to collect and treasure it.

Soon someone made an offer to buy it.

"I also have a rare item here, it's a pen."

An old man stood up and took out a fountain pen from his arms. He stroked the pen gently, as if he was touching a lover, with a look of reluctance on his face:

“The story written by this pen will turn into the writer’s dream and appear when the writer falls asleep that night.”

"That is to say..."

"You can create your own dream. The wealth, power, and beauty that you cannot get in reality can all be realized in your dream."

Seeing everyone looking at him in surprise, he spoke again: "But the ink needed for this pen must be the writer's blood, and the more times you write, the more real the dream will become."

"Real?" Someone laughed and said, "Isn't this a good thing? An illusory dream doesn't feel real."

“Heh…” The old man holding the pen shook his head. “When you can’t tell the difference between dreams and reality, you won’t think this is a good thing anymore.”

"Anyway!"

"I want to exchange for 30,000 kilograms of lean meat!"

There was silence for a moment, and then someone raised his hand: "I want it."

Those who can enter the Dark Market are elites from various places, and ordinary enjoyment is difficult to attract them.

The party continues.

People attending the party took out various supplies one after another, most of which could be exchanged for lean meat.

A few have special requirements.

Carl didn't take any action, just watched quietly, but he did see something.

"The Dark Market is already a gathering place for the world's top masters, and the items traded are still mostly ordinary items and first-level items, which means..."

'Due to some special reasons, not only can knights and aliens in this world not reach the second level, but even ores, spiritual objects, and witchcraft materials also do not have the second level.'

'pity!'

“It’s an honor to be invited by Mr. Mellen.”

An armored knight stood up, bowed and saluted, then took out a book from his pocket: "What I want to sell is a holy skill passed down from the God of Fire, called 'Scorching Fire Palm'!"

"Selling price..."

"Two hundred thousand pounds of lean meat!"

Carl sat up slightly.

He had never seen the knight, but he knew his name and origin, the Fire Knight Grandek.

Unexpectedly, Melen actually called the other party back from Freeport.

"Two hundred thousand kilograms of lean meat?"

"so much!"

"What is a sacred skill?"

“…”

Those who attended the party did not necessarily know the real purpose of the party, and many people did not even know what the holy skills were. Many people were whispering at the moment.

After all, this is 200,000 kilograms of fine meat! Saint skills are rare, but they may not be able to be sold at a high price. After all, there are not many people who are qualified to practice Saint skills.

Those who are qualified to practice often have holy skills at hand, but the more holy skills one has, the better. So even if one has holy skills to sell, they usually cannot be sold at a high price.

"Blazing Fire Palm?"

Karl said slowly: "Can I take a look first?"

"certainly."

Flame Knight Grandek nodded respectfully and placed the book in his hand on the table in front of him:

"This is the first half of the sacred skill. The second half is in my mind."

Carl smiled.

The things you remember in your mind may not be safe, but after all, I am not a murderous demon.

He waved his hand gently, and the book flew out and fell into his hands.

There was silence in the field.

No one said anything, everyone was waiting for him to look through the books.

It was not until this time that some people came to their senses and cast thoughtful glances at Carl.

It turns out that this person is the protagonist of today’s party!

Karl quickly finished flipping through the book, his face calm, just tapping the table lightly with his fingers.

It is true that the Blazing Fire Palm is a sacred skill. Through practice, one can make one's body burst out with high temperatures that can melt gold and iron, and the hands can even release flames that can burn mountains and boil seas, but... it is of almost no use to him.

Firstly, to practice this sacred skill it is best to practice the breathing method that matches it, with the breathing method handed down by the God of Fire being the best. The giant spirit breathing method is not suitable.

Secondly,

The grade of this holy skill is not high, and it is very difficult to practice. It requires the assistance of various materials with fire attributes. From this aspect, it is not even as good as the Angel's Thorn. It is not worth changing the breathing method for it.

but……

A thousand gold coins for horse bones! "Two hundred thousand catties of fine meat."

Karl said slowly: "I want it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of several people in the room changed immediately, and the woman wearing a veil looked at him deeply.

(End of this chapter)