It was just after noon, it was lunchtime, but there were quite a few people in the Demon Soul Market.

Wren opened the eye of the soul and looked around, not knowing if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it.

As far as the eye can see, almost one-third of the people around them are transcendental, and their souls have undergone a metamorphosis, like a unique light moving around.

"Are there so many transcendents in Lonsander?"

Wren couldn't help but sigh, it is really like like gathering, and people are grouped. The Demon Soul Market is probably the place with the most transcendents in the entire city.

While he was browsing the market, he secretly observed for a moment and saw many transcendent professions.

Iron Guard, Shadow Warrior, Ranger and Gunslinger are the most numerous, with more than sixty percent of the Transcendents being one of these four classes, followed by Berserker, Gladiator, and Witcher, which are a little fewer, about two out of ten of all, and the least number of spellcasters, including Shepherds, Warlocks, Mechanics, and Sorcerers, which make up about one and a half percent.

In addition, there are several transcendents of the church, such as the Holy Swordsman and the Earth Nun who belong to the Church of the Three Gods of the Empire, and Wren also found a night watchman who believes in the goddess of the moon, and secretly took a few more looks out of curiosity.

However, there are also transcendents whose profession Wren cannot confirm, which may be some kind of rare profession that is not known to outsiders.

In just over an hour, it was an eye-opener for him.

In addition to the transcendental, Wren has also seen all kinds of demon souls, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and many more demon souls whose names are not known and where they were born, and it feels like entering a zoo, which dazzles him.

After seeing more, Wren gradually discovered that the demon souls in the market, especially those that were still alive, were mostly demonic beasts, and the ranks were all beginner, and middle-level ones were rare.

Most of these beginner-level magical beasts are not caught from the wild, but are bred in captivity.

The Empire's Demon Soul Farm is a very mature industry, mainly based on all kinds of Demon Beasts, especially the Demon Souls of several common professions, which basically come out of the farm.

For example, the Iron Guard's "Basalt Rhino", the Berserker's "Cordies Island Storming Bear", the Gunner's "Night Stalker", and the Ranger's "Longarm Ray" have already formed a complete set of breeding processes, from breeding to breeding, then cultivating and maturing, identifying elements, and finally sending them to the market to slaughter and obtain demon souls, the whole process only takes five to seven years.

Because there is a stable supply, the prices of these kinds of demon souls are relatively cheap, and the prices of each merchant are between twenty and thirty gold guilders.

Because of the rarity of the types other than Warcraft, the price has soared, usually above fifty gold shields.

These uncommon demon spirits, according to the sellers, generally come from the Death Forest Sea in the western part of the empire.

It was a huge primeval forest, located in a super basin the size of two or three provinces, surrounded on three sides by the world's mountains and plateaus, and only to the east was a narrow plain, more than two thousand miles long, leading to the belly of the empire.

Many transcendents go out to hunt demon souls for the first time, and they will choose to go to the Death Forest, of course, only on the periphery, and will not go deep into the interior of the Forest.

In the markets of the various cities of the empire, most of the demon souls come from the Death Forest.

The feathered serpent I saw just now was a soul hunting team that had worked hard to capture and transport it back to Longshande from the Death Forest.

In a demon soul shop, Wren wandered casually.

The area of this shop is not large, there are no living creatures, and it only trades soul stones, so it is relatively neat and quiet.

Hundreds of soul stones are placed on several shelves for people to observe, these shelves are made of metal, the lower part is firmly fixed to the ground, and the surface of the shelves is engraved with rune circles, which occasionally emit energy, obviously using magic to protect the soul stones from being snatched or stolen.

Each soul stone is about the size of a pigeon's egg, and is irregular polyhedron.

The Soul Stone is an alchemical artifact, and the raw material is a white crystal, which is transparent when it does not contain demon souls, no different from glass balls.

After the demon soul is contained, the color of the soul stone will change with the demon soul inside, and it will be colorful, like precious gems.

If you get close to the soul stone and look closely, you will see that it is like a ball of paint, constantly tumbling and flowing, showing the strange form of the demon soul, as well as the fleeting elemental runes.

It is through these chaotic forms and elemental runes that the soul appreciator discerns the situation of the demon soul.

With the help of the Soul Eye, Wren was able to grasp the true information in the Soul Stone with just one glance.

These soul stones are all identified by soul connoisseurs, and then set prices, most of the pricing is very accurate, and occasionally there are a few slight mistakes, and the gap with the real value will not be very large.

Although Wren could also pick up the leak and earn some difference, it was far inferior to the mid-level Feathered Serpent, so he didn't make a move to avoid attracting attention.

After reading the soul stone, there is a shelf next to it, without the protection of the rune array, and all the books are placed on it.

Wren glanced at a book that caught his attention.

"Huh? The Book of a Thousand Souls Abridged Edition. ”

It is said that it is an abridged version, but the book is as thick as a brick, and Wren stepped forward to pick it up, and felt heavy, not much lighter than a real brick.

He turned the pages to reveal a legendary wizard named Temandora and a master of soul connoisseurs who had devoted his life to the study of demon souls.

The Book of a Thousand Souls written by the master records in detail the information of more than 1,000 kinds of demon souls, including the classification, rank, habits, weaknesses, and distribution areas of demon souls, as well as the possible elements in them, as well as the form, naming, function, strength and weakness of the elements, and so on. The book is extremely detailed, with each spirit and element beautifully illustrated, all hand-drawn by Master Tamandora.

"Damn, this is too awesome!"

Wren was overjoyed that this book was exactly what he needed.

He has the eye of the soul, and can see through the inside and outside of the soul at a glance, as well as the information of the elements, but he does not know what these elements are called, and cannot correspond to the elements that people know.

Wren read it hungrily, and he didn't forget it, and every time he read a page, he took a picture with his mobile phone and saved it.

According to the research of Master Taimandora, the known demon souls in the world are divided into sixteen categories.

The most abundant are not Warcraft, but insects, followed by fish, and Warcraft is only in third place. There are also thirteen categories, such as birds, plants, aquatic dwellings, spirits, strange monsters, elements, undead, humanoids, trolls, demons, demon seeds, dragonborns, and true dragons.

Under each category, there are several sub-categories according to the differences, adding up to hundreds.

Wren was amazed, this is simply a book of taxonomy.

Of course, if the biology of past lives is used as a standard, Master Tamandora's classification is simply messy and unfounded.

However, this is a category of ghosts, not creatures, and there is nothing to do between the two.

Wren saw the introduction of the Feathered Serpent in the book, compared it with each other, and immediately knew the names of several elements of the Feathered Serpent in the market, namely "Air Cutting", "Whirlwind" and "Quick Recovery", not to mention the wind elemental affinity.

The whole book is hundreds of pages, and it takes at least a day to read them all.

Moreover, this is an abridged version, and only more than a hundred common demon souls are introduced in total, which is still far from the thousand demon souls mentioned in the title of the book.

Wren closed the book to the counter and asked, "Boss, how much does this book cost?"

The shopkeeper was a lean old man, and he looked at the title of the book, "The Book of a Thousand Souls Abridged Edition, 299 copper yuan." ”

Isn't that three hundred?

Wren complained, he didn't expect the other world to engage in this kind of price gap sales method, but he still honestly took out three hundred copper yuan bills from his wallet.

A book sells for three hundred copper dollars, which is expensive enough, it is even more excessive than robbery, but knowledge is priceless, and he is willing to pay this money.

After taking a bronze riso from the shopkeeper, Wren asked, "Is there a complete version of the Book of a Thousand Souls?"

"There are 12 volumes in the complete edition, and you have to buy them at a special bookstore or in a large library. The shopkeeper shook his head, glanced at Wren, and explained: "The price of a complete set of the Book of Thousand Souls is more than ten gold guilders, and it is very inconvenient to carry, and few customers will buy it, so we don't have it in stock either, sorry." ”

Wren imagined that twelve tomes stacked on top of each other could fill an entire suitcase, and it would take a long time just to skim through them cursoryly, and very few people had the patience to read them all, let alone spend money to buy them.

"Well, thanks for informing me. Wren left with the book.

After a few more strolls around the market, Wren felt that he was almost there, and he was a little hungry, so he decided to go back after lunch outside the market.

He was halfway there, and someone on the side of the road shouted at the door of the store: "Gambling soul, gambling soul!"

"Today there is a new batch of gold-eating ants in the store, all of them are alive, and each one is only sold for one gold guil. ”

"Buy now and kill now, as long as you open a power element, that is, a good secondary soul, at least fifty gold shields, the number is not much, if you want to buy it quickly. ”

Wren stopped, interested in this gambling spirit, which sounded similar to the gambling stone in his previous life.

I just don't know if it's true or not, is there a trick to deceive people?

When he walked into the store, he saw several large tables full of glass jars, two or three hundred of them, made of special thick glass, and the mouth of the bottle was tightly closed, leaving only a small hole for ventilation.

In each glass jar is a hideously shaped ant, the whole body is as black as ink, faintly reflecting the ghostly light, and the angular body seems to be made of iron, showing teeth and claws, giving people an extremely strong sense of power.

There was a thick translucent solution at the bottom of the glass jar, which should be a special potion, and the ants soaked in it became sour and weak, and they struggled to scratch the glass with their forelimbs, making a sharp and piercing sound.

"Such a big ant!"

Wren was taken aback, he remembered that the largest bull ant on earth seemed to be three or four centimeters long.

This kind of gold-eating ant in front of me, any one has a body length of more than ten centimeters, the largest one is more than twenty centimeters, and it is big, and its weight is at least hundreds of times that of bull ants.

If you are besieged by a group of gold-eating ants, the ending will definitely be tragic.

There were seven or eight customers in the store, all gathered around the glass jar to observe carefully, picking out the ants they wanted to buy.

"Can this gold-eating ant really eat metal?"

Wren asked, he hadn't seen an ant before, and he hadn't seen it in the Book of a Thousand Souls.

"Of course. A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper enthusiastically replied: "Gold-eating ants grew up eating iron ore, and these gold-eating ants bit three miners to death in the mine in the north of the city a few days ago. ”

"Young man, would you like to try your luck with a few of them?" said the shopkeeper with a smile on his face.

Wren didn't answer.

The shopkeeper thought he was hesitating, and persuaded him endlessly: "Young man, don't underestimate the gold-eating ants, they are indeed very weak alone, but they are also real insect monsters, there is a certain probability of generating elements in the soul, and they are very practical 'power' elements!"

"Do you know how powerful an ant is? They can lift something hundreds of times heavier than themselves, and if they are put on a human, this power is even more terrifying than that of a giant, and the absolute potential is unlimited!"

"Many melee classes want the strength element, and it may not be good enough as a primary soul, but it is perfect for using it as a secondary soul. ”

"Just now, a guest bought a gold-eating ant with a strength element, and sold it for fifty gold guilders on the spot, if you don't believe it, you can ask everyone. ”

The shopkeeper pointed to a few customers who were shopping for ants, and two or three customers echoed and testified that the shopkeeper's words were true.

Wren sighed in his heart, these people are obviously trusted, are they so easy to deceive?

Maybe it's really possible for gold-eating ants to prescribe the power element, but the words in the mouth of this shopkeeper can't be believed, and the rhetoric about ant power has been tired of hearing it since I was in elementary school in my previous life.

He had already opened the eyes of his soul and looked at them one by one.

The shopkeeper saw that his reaction was flat, so he had to walk away and greet another customer who had just entered.

Wren even looked at twenty or thirty gold-eating ants, but he didn't find any elements, and the souls of these ants were very weak, and two or three ants combined were worthy of the most ordinary demon souls.

"Sure enough, it's a trick to fool people, and even a broken ant dares to sell a golden shield......"

He secretly scolded the shopkeeper and profiteer, and when he saw more than sixty of them, he suddenly looked at them and shouted in his heart: "I'll go, there is really an element of strength!"

This gold-eating ant is similar in appearance to other ants, it may be slightly larger, but it is not the largest, but it does not expect to contain one element.

After Wren felt it carefully, he confirmed that this was the element of strength.

He wondered whether to buy it, and when he picked up the fifty gold shields, he saw that the ant's glass jar was picked up by a wizard in a robe, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Damn, I'm slow. ”

Wren pursed his lips depressedly, the other party was a third-level wizard, and his eyesight was so good, he was obviously still a powerful soul connoisseur.

The shopkeeper happily took the wizard's golden shield, took a hammer, poured the gold-eating ants out of the jar onto an anvil, and smashed it down while it was still dizzy.

Bang!

With a bang, the hammer seemed to hit the iron and was bounced, but the ants on the anvil were still moving.

The shopkeeper had already seen the tenacity of the gold-eating ants, and swung the hammer several times, as if striking iron, and finally smashed the ants into a piece of rotten meat like a discus, and then held a blank soul stone and stuck it on it.

In Wren's eyes, he saw the soul of the gold-eating ant flying out, as if it was coming to his side.

As soon as the soul flew out, it was ingested by the soul stone that was closer away, and the two sides fell into a tug-of-war, and the soul was faintly about to be torn in half.

"Oops. ”

Wren had forgotten about his ability to absorb souls.

Fortunately, he had fumbled in his phone before and found that there was an option to turn off charging in the battery icon, so he quickly selected it.

Sure enough, after turning off the charge, the soul of the gold-eating ant was immediately absorbed by the soul stone, and the white crystal seemed to be infused with ink, becoming dark and deep.

The shopkeeper took the soul stone and saw a red rune emerge and disappear.

The smile on his face froze.

The surrounding guests also saw the vision in the soul stone and exclaimed, "Element of Strength!"

Only Wren knew about it, and he wasn't surprised at all. The wizard had a triumphant face, took the soul stone from the shopkeeper, and continued to select the glass jar.

Several customers were stimulated and chose gold-eating ants to hand over to the shopkeeper, but as the ants were stoned to death, none of them appeared.

The wizard bought two more, again to no avail.

Wren ignored the others and observed the past one by one at his own pace.

However, he looked at more than a hundred gold-eating ants in a row, and he never found any additional strength elements. Then I patiently inspected dozens of them, but there was still no harvest.

Until the last remaining thirty or so, just when Wren was hopeless, thinking that this was another ordinary gold-eating ant, suddenly, three runes flashed in front of his eyes.

"the groove ......"