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Reynold watched Gaed pour the light red wine into the glass. Without waiting for Gaed to do anything, he easily took the specially made wine glass that was obviously much larger.

For a strong man like him, who is nearly two meters tall, drinking from a wine glass suitable for ordinary people is obviously not pleasant.

However, his attention was not entirely on the wine, and he looked at Gad at the same time: "So, Gad, what can you give me?"

"It depends on what you want."

"I want resources, I want blood. I have been working with you for many years, you understand."

Gade sighed and said symbolically: "Reynold, stop it, it's been so many years."

As a resident of Badibila, as the boss behind Wild Grass Town, and as a former legendary mage, Gade certainly has the qualifications and strength to make friends with Reynold.

In fact, their relationship was quite good decades ago.

People are often afraid of Reynold's reputation, but usually ignore other things - this may also be related to Reynold's deliberate concealment.

Only a few people know that Reynold relied on his identity and strength as an "evil mercenary" to convert the large sums of money he earned into resources and materials, and secretly built a village in an unknown place.

A village that only belongs to blood eaters.

Even Ged had never been there, he just knew that there was such a thing, although he didn't want to get involved in it.

Reynold gave him money, and Gade was responsible for connecting him and providing channels and transaction parties.

It's that simple.

"Ged, you don't understand, I know, it's true, it's true."

After taking a shallow sip of the inferior mushroom wine brewed from the blood of various warcraft mixed with the underground gray dwarves, Reynold responded tirelessly.

Conversations like this have happened countless times between them, and every time he meets Gade, he may have to talk about it.

"Although I don't know where your source of power comes from, I know mine. It comes from the Blood Ancestor, my Lord. You know, at our level, it is almost impossible for illusions to confuse feelings. I can feel it. His presence.”

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously showed a trace of contempt, which was contempt for those so-called blood eaters.

"I am sure, Ged, that I am different from those who just follow my Lord. I believe that I have gained the favor of my Lord. Those who only seek strength from blood will only become Slaves of blood and servants of my lord..."

At this point, Reynold paused deliberately, stared into Gade's eyes, and said firmly: "And I will become a believer in my Lord."

"But over the past few decades, I have collected countless kinds of blood for you, from several rare colored dragons, golden element dragons, to various demi-humans in the underground world, and even helped you to get from the top of the Nagu Mountains, from the cloud beast I got its blood... and the result, Renold..."

"Come on, Gad, come on, believe me, I can feel my Lord calling me."

Mentioning the Blood Ancestor, Reynold's face turned solemn unconsciously.

"Sometimes, I really don't know what you are thinking." Gade hesitated, and finally let out a long sigh, "If it were revealed, it would be said that the 'evil mercenary' Reynolds would actually do what he did. I am afraid people will just think I am joking if I do tasks and do commissions to accumulate wealth.”

"I am a mercenary, a mercenary who works for money. I am different from those degenerates who only thirst for blood." Reynold corrected Gad's statement.

In fact, he never considered himself a cultist.

In Badibilari, and even in the entire continent, the so-called justice and evil are just fig leaves for mediocrity.

Cult?

What people fear is not the cult, but the power of the cult and the destruction it causes.

As blood eaters who believe in blood ancestors, they must donate blood every once in a while.

This blood can be your own or someone else's.

But no matter what, it must be fresh.

Man is born from blood.

Only fresh blood has enough vitality, and only fresh blood can please the blood ancestor.

Blood with otherworldly aura allows blood eaters to gain strength from it, and mortal blood is not useless - when necessary, their blood can be used to relieve thirst.

By reducing the concentration of extraordinary aura in the blood, it can be prevented to a certain extent from losing control of the extraordinary aura, and thus preventing complete degeneration.

Reynolds, who claims to be a believer in the Blood Ancestor, will certainly not admit the cultic aura. In his eyes, there is no essential difference between the cultic aura and the extraordinary aura.

Reynold has always believed that being addicted to the pleasure of drawing blood will only make the Lord spurn him. After all, it will only make people a slave of blood and a beast of desire.

"Reynold, the old rule is, this tower spirit is absolutely worth a fortune. It is worth more than any item you have brought before, but are you sure there will be someone? They are just businessmen, just speculative and as cunning as foxes. businessmen, they don’t have the courage of tigers.”

"I'm only here for you, Gade," Reynold raised the glass in his hand and gestured to Gade, "For the sake of our friendship, I know you have been paying attention to Taling..."

"I know your good intentions, but I'm afraid of trouble, especially this."

Having said this, Gade's face couldn't help but look a little complicated, and he unconsciously looked up again.

Reynold laughed dumbly, patted Gade on the shoulder, and whispered in Gade's ear: "Gade, I don't believe it, you have never been a person who is afraid of trouble. You and I are the same person. "

As he spoke, he once again took off the crystal that exuded an inexplicable luster and placed it within Gade's reach. He immediately drank the blood wine in the glass and drank the blood-smelling wine with satisfaction. Hiccup, "In Badibila, only you can buy the purest animal blood wine from the underground world..."

Looking at Gade's uncertain face, Reynold chuckled and added, "Gade, I sold this tower spirit to you. Remember to prepare what I want. I will come to collect it after a while. Yes, remember, I will only sell it to you, I am afraid of trouble."

He deliberately emphasized the last sentence, and then turned around and left under the eyes of everyone and the groans on the floor.

Gade watched Reynold leave, subconsciously grabbed the spar, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

This time, he finally confirmed it.

The tower spirit of this spar is indeed the tower spirit of Tu Antivan, and it is also the tower spirit that he personally participated in making...

After looking around with amber eyes and confirming that no one dared to look there, Gad quietly put the crystal away and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know how he got it..."