flstandardbreds Chapter 873 - 438: Direct Pitch Overpowers Everything!
Chapter 873 - 438: Direct Pitch Overpowers Everything!
This is the so-called underground market, the black market.
There, they can buy some "dangerous" goods.
There is a saying that Hell, governed by demons, is the largest "black market."
For weak mortals, Hell is an extremely terrifying place, once you fall into it, you can never escape.
But for the strong, Hell is a decent plane.
Because of the nature of demons, transactions can still be conducted in Hell, and there is a certain level of security.
You might be robbed of your money by the buyer after the transaction, but you won’t be forcibly killed during the sale.
There, dangerous merchants sell the world’s most perilous and lethal "treasures."
Epic souls, creations of the Divine, fragments of Divine Artifacts, news of the fall of the Ancient Gods...
Weapons like the Magic Energy Cannon don’t circulate much in the outside world; everyone holds onto them tightly and won’t trade them at all.
But in Hell, a few Magic Energy Cannons are actually listed for sale at marked prices.
And it’s no wonder Kreti felt so afraid, because she might be the one among the four present who understands the power of the Magic Energy Cannon the best.
After a while, Kreti finally calmed down.
She patted her chest, let out a long sigh, and lamented, "Phew, that was close! Almost got hit by it again!"
Herbert: ?
Again?
You almost got hit by this thing back then?
"Humph!"
Seeing the shock in Herbert’s eyes, Kreti pouted and snorted, "You think I was willing?"
"Back then, two newly appointed Dukes of Hell were fighting over a fragment of a Divine Artifact, and both sides sent a lot of subordinates for battle."
"I was just passing by to join the excitement, planning to seize the opportunity to collect some souls, but one side suddenly went crazy and fired a Magic Energy Cannon!"
"The magic energy beam just grazed by my side!"
Recalling the past events, Miss Devil was rather annoyed, puffing out her cheeks and snorting: "If I hadn’t coincidentally bent down to pick up a piece of an ancient artifact, the beam would have struck me too!"
"Such lunatics!"
She couldn’t help but complain: "Ah! My life is so unlucky, running into even such lousy things."
Miss Devil is completely oblivious to her own luck, and always believes that she is a terribly unlucky person.
The things she does often go contrary to her wishes; she ends up doing good deeds with bad intentions, while constantly encountering all sorts of bizarre experiences.
But Herbert and Flora sensed something subtle from her words.
Herbert raised his hand and tentatively asked, "Hey, do you mind if I ask something?"
"What?"
"At that battlefield, besides you, were there any other survivors?
"How would I know?"
Kreti pouted, looking at him as if he were an idiot, grumbled, "In that situation, of course, I ran immediately."
"But later I heard that the matter about that Divine Artifact fragment seemed to be false information spread by someone. Both sides claimed they didn’t find anything, and the matter was left unresolved..."
Herbert: "..."
Flora: "..."
Valentina: "(chew chew chew chew chew)"
Miss Devil remained blissfully unaware of her own luck and didn’t give it any more thought. She turned to look at the Magic Energy Cannon stuck in the barrel.
"It’s of decent quality and quite intact."
"What a pity, it could have been sold in Hell for a good amount of money, but it’s too big for just a few of us to carry."
What a pity indeed!
Surely, my luck is really terrible...
"Who says it can’t be carried?"
"Hmm?"
Kreti turned her head to find Herbert pushing Miss Hungry Dragon, who was secretly munching on snacks, to the center of the group.
"Chew chew chew... hmm? Gulp!"
Valentina paused for a moment, then handed the half-bitten cheese stick in her mouth forward.
"Uh..."
"Would you like some?"
Have a bite?
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