Chapter 387: Strong Buy, Don’t Sell, Bet in a Gamble
Hearing the noise coming from outside the small building, Moriarty immediately stopped talking, then turned around and walked quickly outside the house.
When he opened the door, he saw Bokos holding a dagger and dagger in his hands, already in a fighting position. Opposite him, a huge beholder slowly stretched out its twisted legs, as if
He didn't take the caveman seriously at all. However, in the giant eye in the center of the beholder, a certain kind of blood-colored light was condensing. Maybe at the next moment, a terrifying spiritual ray would suddenly fly out and knock down Bokosi.
Behind the beholder was the slave trader who had just sold Medusa. However, at this time, the slave manager no longer had the agility before. Instead, his eyes were straight, his expression was dull, and he seemed to be out of his mind.
The crazy look.
"what happened?"
Without hesitation, when he saw the beholder "visiting", Moriarty immediately released all eleven red crystal gargoyles. At the same time, the wand in his hand glowed slightly, and was in a state of triggering.
If he is not mistaken, the beholder in front of him has reached the level of the eighth-level "Evil Eye Warlock". Face to face with an intermediate peak beholder at such a close distance, even Moriarty feels a lot of pressure. Because only one
If you are not careful, you may fall into the opponent's trap, and even be controlled by the beholder's mind without even realizing it.
"Hey, my friend, I don't mean any harm."
When he saw Moriarty emerging from the small building, especially when the eleven gargoyles surrounded him like bloodthirsty vultures, the beholder immediately let out a laugh that sounded "unnaturally gentle".
But Moriarty knew that this so-called laughter was simply simulated by the evil eye warlock's mental power. Because the beholder has no vocal system in its body at all. Their only way of communication is mental fluctuations.
"It seems that you have come to see me specially?"
Looking at the slave supervisor behind the beholder who had been completely controlled, Moriarty said coldly, and this was also in line with the dark elves' consistent attitude towards beholders.
"Yes, a few hours ago, when I heard that there was a Medusa for sale in the market, I was so happy that I went to buy it excitedly. But unfortunately, someone was one step ahead of me, so I could only'
Please, the seller, lead me to find this place." Looking at the stern-faced dark elf, the beholder continued to smile, as if two old friends were chatting.
It stands to reason that the professional level displayed by Moriarty is only in the middle of the mid-level, which is far from the evil eye warlock. But for some reason, the beholder instinctively felt some kind of uneasiness from the first sight of the other person.
and be wary, so it would be deeply restrained and speak softly. Otherwise, according to the past nature of the evil eye warlock, when faced with the weak, it would have started to kill ferociously.
"I bought it. You can go." Moriarty shook his head and turned to return to the small building.
"Please wait a moment." Seeing the dark elf being so rude, the beholder couldn't help but feel a little angry, but he did not show it in the end. Instead, he said: "If I can part with you, I am willing to pay a high price to buy back that Medusa."
"High price?" Upon hearing this, Moriarty smiled interestingly and turned around.
"Yes, two thousand gold coins, how about it?"
The evil eye warlock's tentacles swayed slightly, and a rather large money bag appeared quietly at the feet of the dark elf.
In the eyes of the beholder, the offer of two thousand gold coins was quite generous and sincere. After all, in just half a day, the other party had achieved 100% pure profit.
Unfortunately, Moriarty just looked at the money bag at his feet with a blank expression, and then threw a heavy gold nugget in front of the beholder.
"Here are three thousand gold coins. Take them and disappear."
Haha, a mid-level beholder dares to compete with the enchantment master for money? Bokos on the side couldn't help but sneer at the "childish" behavior of the evil eye warlock.
This is like a caveman who thinks he is a "giant chicken", but once he goes into a bathhouse with a minotaur, he will understand what the real "egg-shattering" is.
"you!"
Finally, the beholder was angered by the unreasonable behavior of the dark elf, and the bloody light in the central giant eye reappeared.
"What, you are planning to take action?" However, compared to the evil eye warlock's tense situation, Moriarty still looked at ease and said coldly: "Don't forget, this is the trade of 'Dark Neon Colors'
District. If a conflict really breaks out, as long as you can't settle everything in one round, I'm afraid you will have to face severe sanctions from the law enforcement team."
The trade operation in the Free Zone is the largest source of wealth for the underground city. Dark elves, beholders, and tauren all attach great importance to it. Therefore, no matter how big the hatred is, no action is allowed in the Free Zone. This is "
"Dark Neon Color" has a long-standing iron rule. Anyone who dares to violate it will be severely punished once found and verified, regardless of race. And according to Nigon's standards, the so-called severe punishment can basically be regarded as "executed on the spot without mercy."
synonyms of.
However, is it really impossible for a majestic level 8 evil eye warlock to kill a level 6 dark elf mage and a level 5 cave hunter instantly?
After staring intently at the dark elf in front of him for three minutes, the beholder finally relaxed and stopped being murderous.
Indeed, reason tells the evil eye warlock that as long as the firepower is fully turned on, it can turn the dark elf on the opposite side into a walking corpse in up to fifteen seconds; but at the same time, intuition is constantly issuing warnings, asking the beholder to give up.
Any foolish thoughts, treat the dark elves as a real danger and deal with them with caution.
And in the end, the beholder, who bases everything on spiritual power, chose to trust his intuition.
"Sir, I sincerely want to get that Medusa." It seemed that he hadn't spoken like this for a long time. The evil eye warlock even felt very uncomfortable, but he decided to resolve the dispute as peacefully as possible.
"Sir, why? Why do you want her so much?" Moriarty asked.
"Of course, I want to use this Medusa to make the best doll! You know, this is the one missing from my collection. I have dreamed of getting her."
As he said that, the beholder became a little excited. It seemed that he had wanted to get Medusa for a long time. However, Medusa was also a powerful race in the underground world, and the main area of activity was far away from the "Dark Neon Color". The Evil Eye Warlock
Even if you have the intention, there is basically no chance of succeeding.
"But that Medusa has an old and ugly face. I'm afraid it won't look good as a doll, right?" Moriarty suddenly said out of some unknown intention.
"It doesn't matter. My doll belongs to the 'Headless Series', and it doesn't matter whether it looks good or bad." In response, the Evil Eye Warlock chuckled again.
Sure enough, the beholder clan are all perverted guys. Not only do they like to use living creatures to make dolls, but they also make dolls with their heads cut off, which is really terrible.
In this regard, Moriarty could only shake his head and sigh, we don't understand the perverted world.
"I'm sorry, but even so, I still can't transfer Medusa to you." Under the expectant gaze of the beholder, Moriarty finally slowly shook his head.
"so…"
Looking at the stubborn dark elf, the evil eye warlock couldn't help but feel helpless. Let's start fighting, his intuition won't allow it; just give up, it's emotionally unacceptable. If he lets it go this time, he has to wait until he can be captured alive.
A Medusa, God knows when.
"Since you really don't want to transfer it, well, according to the rules of this city, I can challenge you to a bet, and I will use this Medusa as a bet." Finally, the beholder made up his mind and said.
The so-called gambling challenge is actually found in most dungeons. Under official supervision, two parties with conflicts or unequal interests go to the fighting ring to "speak with their fists." Compared with private fights that may cause
The serious damage and disorder caused by the conflict, a strongly restrained gambling challenge is undoubtedly more in line with the interests of the rulers.
However, if this matter spreads out, the evil-eyed warlock will become the laughing stock of "Dark Neon" if this matter is spread to the sixth-level dark elves with a dignified eighth-level position.
However, for the long-cherished Medusa doll, the beholder could not care less.
Moreover, in a duel with no time limit in a public place, the evil eye warlock is more confident. After all, the gap between the two levels is already a huge gap. As long as the opponent does not use some unreasonable trump cards, the beholder still has a chance.
The confidence to win with dignity.
"Betting challenge?" Looking at the Evil Eye Warlock who still refused to give up, Moriarty couldn't help but nodded, but said: "My bet is Medusa, what about yours? If you can't come up with something, I'm interested.
It's something, so I still have the right to refuse the bet, right? Also, don't use tens of thousands of gold coins to make up the number, it's meaningless."
"Yes, my master is a distinguished master of enchantment, and he doesn't like your little gold." At this time, Pokosi finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out to shout.
"Master of enchantment!? No wonder..." Hearing the caveman's words, the beholder was startled again, but then he nodded heavily and insisted: "This is my bet."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the evil eye warlock had taken out a small purple flower, wrapped it with his tentacles and rolled it in front of Moriarty.
"This is…"
Looking at the delicate purple flower shaped like five stars, Moriarty suddenly felt something in her heart. Then, a faint fragrance touched the tip of her nose, like orchid, chrysanthemum, cinnamon and plum. There were many kinds of fragrance in a small space, but it was hard to describe.
It's really amazing.
"This is the Purple Ground Rose!"
After sniffing for a while, Moriarty finally raised his head, looked at the beholder and said in a deep voice, his eyes full of surprise.
"Yes, it is the Purple Ground Rose, the legendary exotic treasure from the 'Mysterious Garden'." The evil eye warlock smiled proudly, and at the same time gently nodded at the dark elf: "You are indeed a master of enchantment. One glance
You can recognize it. However, since you know that this is the Purple Ground Rose, the value of just one Medusa is not enough to match it. How about, Master, take out your work and place a bet?" (To be completed.
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