Walk down two floors further to a grotto in the Black Market of Skulll Harbor.

"My lord, here we are. Kang Bas looked in the direction of the grotto, led Wren into an inn on the corner, and said, "According to the rules of the fair, you can't bring guards in, and your lordship can let you barbarian brothers wait at the inn." ”

As he spoke, he took out an invitation and showed it to the innkeeper.

This is obviously not an ordinary hotel, there are no guests, there are guards or bodyguards in and out, the boss confirmed that the invitation is okay, and immediately arranged the room.

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

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

Wren took the mask but didn't put it on, and complained in his heart, how do people in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City love to wear masks, as if they can't see anyone.

"My lord, after all, this is a black market fair, and many people don't want to reveal their identities, so they all make disguises. Combus seemed to guess Wren's confusion and explained, "This is also due to the influence of the masked lord, if the adults don't like it, they can also not wear it." ”

Wren probed the Mithril mask in his hand, and it was marked and enchanted.

After wearing it, it can change the voice and block the exploration technique below the sixth ring, which shows that the organizers of the trade fair still put a lot of thought into it.

Both Combass and Swift chose to wear it.

Wren went with the flow and put the mask on his face, and at the same time did not forget to put away the blood-colored cloak, otherwise others would not have to look at his face at all, and would recognize it at a glance.

When the three of them entered the grotto, they were immediately led by a waiter wearing the same mask.

Passing through the deep corridor with the rune circle, and finally entering a private room, the waiter retreated silently and stood outside the door waiting.

The layout of the box is very simple, the area is 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, you can see that the outside is a theater-like hall, and directly opposite the box is a platform for performances.

Dozens of boxes are carved out of the stone wall, divided into multiple layers at the top and bottom, and the overall layout resembles a huge bookshelf lattice, no matter which box you are in, you can see the movement on the platform.

Wren listened to it with 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, and the guests of each box cannot snoop on each other, and are separated into separate spaces.

Only the organizers of the trade fair can grasp the situation in the whole market.

Wren sat down casually.

After waiting for a while, the fair officially began.

Another man in 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 get started." First up is the auction, and the first item tonight is a superb longsword......"

The organizer's voice was featureless, and his tone was undulating.

Without any nonsense, he took out the long sword, began to introduce its enchantments and functions, added a few simple and precise comments, and finally quoted the reserve price, without mentioning its origin at all.

Obviously, the trade fair doesn't care if the item is clean or not.

The only thing people value is its value.

Soon someone took a fancy to the sword and began to bid.

The bidding comes and goes, and the voice of each guest is changed, so you don't have to worry about being heard by acquaintances. Of course, there are also some guests who do not wear masks, but show their true faces, apparently not afraid of their identities being known.

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

The things that the organizers put up for auction are all fine or superb, all kinds of weapons and equipment, demon soul gems, rare materials, as well as real estate title deeds, company mines, and even slaves or gossip, all of which are very sought-after, and there are almost no unsold auctions.

Combas is a regular customer at the trade fair, and he is wealthy, so he auctioned two things.

It was the first time for Schwefert to participate, and when he heard the outcry of tens of thousands of gold, it seemed as easy as shouting out not money, but water that had been spilled, which made him, a legendary iron guard who was shy in his pocket, feel a burst of shock.

Wren didn't feel anything.

In his eyes, there was nothing to look at, and he knew that the real highlight was behind, so he did not participate in the bidding.

The organizers were very efficient and auctioned off everything in less than an hour.

It also included an epic piece of armor, which caused quite a stir, and after fierce competition, it was finally sold for 160,000 gold guilders, pushing the atmosphere of the fair to a climax.

Followed by two legendary demon souls, with super elements, both of which were auctioned for a high price of tens of thousands of gold shields.

Rennes participated in the trade fair, one of his goals was to transcend the elements, but unfortunately they were all physical elements, and they couldn't solve the teacher's problems, so he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

After the auction, it's time for the guests to trade.

The waiter who was guarding the door of the box came in and said respectfully, "A few guests, if you have any items you want to sell, or what you need, you can tell me now." ”

Combas has explained before.

The black market will be different from the normal one, and the customers will try not to meet each other in person, but to communicate through the host of the fair.

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

The waiter at the trade fair collects the needs of the customers, summarizes them to the organizers, sorts them out, and gives them a catalogue to all the guests, and then communicates and trades.

There is clearly something wrong with the design of this process.

Not only does the organizer have to take a large amount of service fees, but as a first-hand grasp of the information, they can also get more benefits from it, intercept certain sought-after items, and make transactions in advance, so that other guests will not know about it.

Everyone knows this, but this is an advantage that the organizers of the trade fair deserve, and the guests will not lose much, so no one objected.

Hearing the waiter's words, both Combass and Swift looked at Wren.

"I'm going to shoot two things. ”

Wren said: "The dragon soul of a young green dragon, there is no limit to the scope of trade, anything can be exchanged, a shadow mask of a dragon priest, it is an epic magic item, it is only sold for money, interested guests can quote me, it must not be less than 300,000 gold guilders." ”

The waiter didn't react for a long time, and even with the mask on, he could tell that he was in shock at the moment.

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

"Is there a problem?" Wren asked.

"No, no!" The waiter finally came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Distinguished guest, please wait, I will report to the boss immediately." After saying that, he hurried out of the box, and forgot to close the door because he was so excited.

Combas closed the door in the air and said in surprise, "Your Excellency wants to sell the Dragon Sacrifice Mask?"

No one is willing to let go of an epic item, and it is rare to sell it within two hours of getting it like Wren.

What's more, listening to what the masked lord said, this dragon sacrifice mask in Wren's hand is still a top-level epic item, and it is really willing.

Schweft didn't speak, he was already stunned by the three hundred thousand gold shields.

"Hmm. Wren nodded and said, "The shadow mask is not suitable for me, no matter how valuable it is, if you can't use it, then it might as well sell it for money." ”

Both Combus and Schwevert were unimpressed.

Epic items are hard to come by, no matter how many people have money to buy them, maybe they can be sold for a sky-high price now, but if you want to buy them back at the same price in the future, it is basically impossible.

The best course of action is to keep it, wait for the opportunity, and exchange it with someone else for an epic item of equivalent applies.

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

"I've seen the lord of the castle. ”