"You're going to show me what this thing is?"

The dark night directly took out his black cloth belt and put it on the counter to ask the old man.

I just wanted to find the old man to give him a free appraisal treasure, who would have thought that it would make him cry for a while, for an old man who even has a white beard, it is really a bit too cruel.

"Where did you get it?"

"Once sacrificed at the Demon Altar, you have to apply the blood sacrifice method to use it, but every time you apply the life force extracted, it feels great, although it is not as good as the Source Life Law Pupil, but the consequences are not bad after using it for a long time.

Once used by a light power, a large number of divine inscriptions appeared during the blood sacrifice, for the dead ghost thing has a surprising damage, he once told me that this thing is unknown, but also a polluted thing, in the tomb of a hostile light sacrifice said that this thing is the corpse plague shroud, but I really don't know what kind of thing this thing is. ”

The night loves and hates this thing, what he loves is its powerful combat power, and he feels fear in the face of Eryu's powerful ghost, and he hates the method of its application, and every time he should be, he is committing suicide slowly.

"It's really unknown! It's better to use less, but if you use more, not only will you lose your life force, but even your soul may collapse. ”

The old man glanced at the black cloth that had been placed on the table in the night, and without touching it with his hand, he took a sip of the spicy rum and said to him.

"What do you think this is, old man?"

"Shroud of the Ghouble!"

"What's that?"

"Shroud, but yours is not complete, only half a strip. ”

"Shroud ???"

After listening to the dark night, his voice directly rose an octave, how powerful can a shroud be?

Whose corpse is it?

Or is it a great magic weapon for the mighty shroud?

"Well, it's the shroud, but it's not the shroud of an ordinary person, it's the shroud of a holy master, and this saint was definitely an evil saint in his lifetime, otherwise he couldn't use this thing, and the other party should have been sacrificed by the light sacrifice to the living. ”

"What do you mean?"

The night is a little incomprehensible to the old man's words, and the light sacrifice also plays with such a thing?

"Ordinary people use to wrap corpses called shrouds, and for this kind of powerful heretical evil holy shroud, it is called the corpse plague shroud, the essence is the light prayer flags that are perennially filled with incense in the Great Light Hall of the Holy Mountain of Light, and there is infinite light power, which has a miraculous effect on the control and killing of evil bodies, and it can be regarded as a very ancient light sacrifice ceremony.

Ten thousand years ago, when the necromancy was not born in the continent of Western France, there were often heretics who believed in the great evil of the heterogeneous plane, and the magic of ghost sacrifice was superhuman, that kind of person even the power of the Inquisition would feel a headache, and the corpses of some strong people could not even be purified by the art of light after death, and this kind of corpse could not be buried normally, and it would pollute the surrounding area of its burial, turning demonic beasts into murder, stealing people's hearts and minds, and turning them into demons.

Therefore, the Holy See of Light used this kind of light prayer flag to bind it and seal it in a lead coffin, and then buried it deep under the deep mountains and old forests, but this could not completely cover up the mutation of its corpse, and it could still exude a faint temptation to seduce ignorant people to dig up its coffin, and in the end, there was no choice but to sacrifice this strange evil corpse to the demon altar and banish it to the abyss of hell. ”

"It means that the Demon Altar was first played by the Holy See of Light?"

The dark night looked at the old man in surprise, and felt incredible, the bright and righteous sacrifice actually played the demon altar?

When this kind of thing is said, who dares to believe it!

"If you really want to track down the history of the world's six great empires, you will find that nothing can bypass that organization, and the Holy See of Light was also powerful beyond your imagination in its glory days.

The Hell Abyss Realm was the first to be explored and discovered by the sages of the Bright Sect, and the Demon Altar was also the first thing they applied, which was a very normal application method, banishing the ghosts and evil things on the West Fa Continent, but at that time, no one thought that the evil thing like the Demon Altar would entrust the consciousness of the Great Demon Lord of the Hell Abyss in it, which was also the cause of the first Hell Abyss invasion of the West Fa Continent, and it was also the source of the birth of undead magic. ”

"The first invasion of the Hell Abyss was because of the Demon Altar?"

Sitting in front of the old man in the dark, he suddenly became a problem baby, and he never felt the lack of knowledge in his life.

"The altar of the devil is normal, bartering, but it is also mixed with the altar of the devil! The continent of West France has been invaded by the abyss of hell six times, except for the last one that was opened by Heber and Fubinen, the other five times are all the shadows of the devil. ”

The Holy See of Light gives the night the feeling that it is a source of evil, but I still have to thank them for their idiots, otherwise, with their talent for necromancy, without the invasion of the Abyss of Hell, they would have been a civilian in this life.

"Then old man, how much is this thing worth of mine?"

At this time, I was a little worried when I looked at the black cloth belt on the counter, and I didn't know what it was, even if I swallowed some life force to hit the crazy eye, I could still take it out and apply it, but after knowing what it was, I wanted to take it out as a magic weapon and used it as an ordinary diaphragm in my heart.

"Don't be afraid! There are many kinds of Plague Shrouds, and the one you have in your hand is not the most evil, and it will cost you your life. ”

"Old man, tell me how much this thing is worth. ”

After hearing this, the night shook his head for a while, and since he came out of the tomb, he was not an ordinary fear of this magic weapon that swallowed the power of life.

"Don't want it, want to exchange it for money?"

"It's a sacrificial thing, don't feel distressed!"

"Bright things, if you want to sell them in Dongxi City, it's not an ordinary waste of hands and feet, at least the big auction houses don't accept it, if you go to the stall below to sell, this has to consider the eye, not all necromancers have a discerning eye, even if they are discerning pearls, they will not necessarily use this evil thing. ”

"Do you mean you can't sell it?"

The night was deflated all of a sudden, and the magic weapons stained with the word "light" were basically not sold, which was recognized by the West France continent.

"It's not that you can't, but there is a place that can be sold, but I don't know if you dare to go. ”

"Where?"

"There is a village three miles northwest of Dongxi City, the name of the village is wide, less than thirty or fifty households, but every full moon night there will become a ghost market, it will be filled with a large number of 'abnormal' mages and sword masters to buy and sell in it, the venue of the undead assassin union, don't worry about some other messy things, you can enter with peace of mind with my brand, how much you can sell it depends on your chance. ”

The old man wiped the space ring on his hand, and directly took out an iron sign with black tassels and threw it on the counter.

The night picked up this object and looked at it, a distorted ghost face on the front, a pile of twisted demon words on the north side, knocked on the shiny counter, and a crisp sound lingered in the ears.

Mithril Alloy!

It's a bit precious, and it doesn't seem to be an ordinary place.

The dark night raised his head and looked at the old man, "Old man, what are the 'abnormal' mages and swordsmen?"

"If you want to sell this object, you can only go to that place, I don't know how to explain these three words to you, I will know when I go, but I still have to tell you a few points, go to that place and don't speak, remember not to say less, but not to speak."

Learn more about the sleeve pinching price of dark trading before you go. ”

"Hehe, I know this, the second uncle taught me. ”

The night squinted, and sure enough, there was no harm in learning the things on the old thing, this kind of skill is not something that can be learned from books.

"What else did you learn from him?"

After hearing this, the old man stared at the night, and there seemed to be a sense of "pity" in his eyes, and the children in the hands of his junior brother could not learn good things.

"Well, I don't know. ”

The dark night thought back to what he had learned in his place over the years, basically stealing teachers, and Blackbeard's immoral goods hadn't really seriously mentioned anything to him, and basically relied on him to realize himself.

"You can learn whatever you like, and I can't control the one who is about to enter the ground, but there is one more thing I want to explain to you, that is, after going to that place, no matter who calls your name, don't care, just feel a familiar voice, even if I am calling you, you don't pay attention, otherwise wait to bury the corpse, the undead assassin guild only watches the scene, and some other people will not pay attention to what they do.

Also, don't leave early even if you are tired of staying, the undead assassins will naturally organize the end of the game at the moment of the rising of the moon and the sun, and no one will dare to play three indiscriminate games on you when they come back with them. ”

"Thank you, old man!"

Saying thank you to the old man in the dark night, this is definitely not a good place!

In Dongxi City, serious business will be in the daytime, and things that are slightly blackened will be played under East Second Street at night, and this place is directly moved out of Dongxi City, you can imagine what kind of place it is.

"What else? Did you take something out of the tomb and find me to give you a palm?"

The old man is exquisite, how can there be anything in the world that can hide from him after living for such a long time, let alone doing this business, there is no bad look, not only to see things, but also to see people!

"If you are at home, you have a treasure! I can't hide anything from you. ”

The night didn't mind licking his face and patting his ass, a saint who seemed to have lived for more than 1,800 years gave him a precious palm, and it was free, he was simply stupid if he didn't take advantage of the opportunity.

This old man doesn't have the philistine of Blackbeard, and looking at him at night is completely looking at the eyes of the younger generation of apprentices, that is love!

"Look at what this thing is, old man. ”

The dark night directly took out his pair of black "quilts" from the space ring and put them on the counter, saying a word to the old man.