The two of them walked around and into a corner shop in the middle of nowhere, and then Arthur took off his cap and walked over and knocked on the door.

It didn't take long for the door to creak open, and a middle-aged man with a somewhat obscene appearance walked out.

Arthur briefly chatted with the man, then gave a few sneaky glances.

The corners of the lewd man's mouth curled up slightly, and then quickly returned to normal, and said, "If you need a occult item, you can come with me." ”

Sieg nodded, then glanced at Arthur, who was smiling next to him, and took out a gold coin and threw it to him.

Arthur's face was overjoyed and he hurriedly thanked him.

Sigur then followed the man into the chamber and then through a secret passage to a secret chamber.

"Guest please. The lewd man led Sigurt into a long underground corridor.

Sigur smacked his tongue, he didn't expect this underground space to be bigger than he had imagined, and the corridor was flanked by cells that looked like prisons, and all kinds of creatures were locked up in them.

Sigur could even see the occasional humanoid creature through the gaps in his prison.

"Those are the alien native slaves of the New World, hehe. The lewd man gestured: "Although these xenomorphs are ugly, there are also some handsome existences, do guests need some special female ** subordinates?"

"No, you don't. Seeger was straight to the point.

The discovery of the New World was the biggest event in the last hundred years, and a large number of gold prospectors, adventurers, mercenaries, and conquistadors from the East Coast flocked to the New World, opening up a large number of colonies in the overseas New World.

Sigur had also heard that the people of the New World were a little different from those on the East Coast, and that the people there were naturally black-skinned, with a strange tattoo naturally growing on their bodies, and they were extremely powerful.

It's a pity that these xenos themselves are divided and cannibalistic, coupled with the guns and cannons here to open the way, a large number of xenos have been sold as slaves in the past hundred years, and they are sold well in the entire continent.

From time to time, there was a roar from the prison cells on both sides, and the cowards would be frightened immediately when they came.

The two walked for a distance, and finally came to a lit underground hall, in the center of the hall depicted a huge six-pointed star pattern, surrounded by dense bookshelves, the fireplace in the flames burned violently, a mysterious and eerie atmosphere.

"Host, a guest has arrived. The lewd man's face became serious at this time.

Only then did Seeger notice that a couch in the hall was facing away from him, facing the fireplace. The old man of the huge shadow pulls.

"Got it. The voice of the man over there was a little old and tired: "Come in." ”

The lewd man suddenly made a gesture of invitation to Sigurd.

Sieg hesitated for a moment, then walked inside.

Just now, I don't know if it's an illusion, he smells a trace of death. He already possessed the bloodline of a low-level evil spirit, and he was particularly sensitive to death-based energy at the moment.

The person on the other side slowly turned the sofa at this time, and Sieg saw this person's face clearly, and couldn't help but froze.

On the sofa sat an old man with a pale face, the old man was dressed in exquisite aristocratic clothes, his eyes were yellow, his face was full of corpse spots of different sizes, and his hands were completely white bones, and the death on his body was already thick to the extreme.

"Which family does your friend come from?" the old man stared at Sigurd, his dim eyes rolling, and he said to himself, "The breath of the flame attribute, the Lothar family or the Bill family?"

Sieg's heart was awe-inspiring, and he knew that he had met a real occultist.

"I'm alone, I don't belong to any family. Sieg thought for a moment, shook his head, and said.

He found a place to sit down while secretly observing the old man.

Sure enough, the old man's eyes lit up when he heard 'alone', and he smiled and said, "It turns out that I am a fellow practitioner, and I am also a free magician." When I was young, I participated in the Seven Years War, and I accidentally awakened the blood of the necromancy, and I became what I am now. ”

"Condolences. Sieg said lightly.

"Huh. The old man shook his head and said, "Is my friend here to exchange something?"

"I need the bloodline of a fire-type creature, or the bloodline of an evil spirit. ”

Sigur now has the bloodline of the Red Blood Serpent and the bloodline of the low-level evil spirits, and he mainly wants to evolve in this direction.

"Blood. The old man frowned and said, "This thing is rare, but I happen to have a little stock here." But you'll need to take out something I'm happy with, and I don't charge gold here. ”

"Naturally, I have something to exchange. Sig said, "I'll want as much as you have." ”

He didn't actually have any occult items other than gold coins, but at this moment, for some reason, he agreed to it.

"I'm relieved. The old man suddenly smiled strangely when he saw him so wealthy.

Sudden mutations.

On the sofa where Sieg was sitting at the moment, two white bone claws suddenly stretched out, the claws were as sharp as swords, and they stabbed into his body from behind, and they came out directly.

The incident happened suddenly, Sieg didn't react at all, and in an instant the whole person seemed to be nailed to the sofa, and blood gushed out of it.

"Hehehe. The old man stood up on crutches and said with a smile: "What a young and energetic body, this is what I am most satisfied with, and all your occult items belong to me." Little Arthur was a good prey for me this time. ”

"I need energy to mend this body, more energy!" the old man approached Sieg step by step with a cane on his greedy face.

It's just that when he came to Sieg that day, he found that Sieg, who was nailed to the sofa, was motionless, commenting on him as it was, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a strange mockery.

"Huh?" the old man frowned, realizing that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

At this time, a primary-scale fireball bombarded him without warning, and a raging fire suddenly ignited.

"If you want to be yin in the future, at least remember to control your facial emotions first. A voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

The old man's eyes froze, and the next moment, he only felt that the sky was spinning, and the scenery in all directions was shattered, as if he had just been in an illusion, and at this moment he regained his clarity, and he could see the young man standing in front of him, and a huge fireball was dancing in the young man's hand.

Rumble.

Another fireball blast unleashed.

The old man screamed, and his body burned violently in an instant, and it didn't take long for it to become a charred corpse, emitting a foul smell.

Sieg wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he was overconsumed.

"Fortunately, I had the intention of plundering, so I could strike first. "From the very beginning, when Sieg felt that the old man's strength was not really strong, he had the idea of plundering. After all, he doesn't have many occult items on him to trade.

So when the old man slowly turned around, Sigurt secretly cast his evil spirit talent spell on him—the inferior illusion.

Then he used all his energy to create a virtual dialogue for the old man, in fact, he himself never said a word to the old man from beginning to end, everything that happened just now was illusion.

"Sure enough, the first strike is always the one who gets the first shot. Sig said secretly, if he really sat down just now, I'm afraid he might not be able to avoid the other party's plot.

Kicking the charred corpse away, Sieg quietly walked in front of a bell and shook it heavily.

This is the bell is a prop used by the rich family to summon slaves, and after Sieg shook for a while, a figure immediately trotted over from the corridor connecting the hall.

It was the lewd man who had brought him in before.