Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system

October 30, early morning.

After getting up and washing up, Lear enjoyed a hearty breakfast prepared by Brando.

Although he enjoyed the best in the City of Wisdom, it must be said that there is still a big gap.

A simple breakfast can be played with, with 20 or 30 different dishes.

There is no time to do these in the swamp, it is good to be full.

After breakfast, Lear took Brando and two more clever staff members and went out directly.

There are two goals today. The black market and the slave market.

The intelligence refreshed a few times ago revealed a 4-star purple intelligence-

The black market in Loran City, the second sub-street, the seventh stall, in the next month, there will be a man in black clothes and silver hair setting up a stall to sell here. The silver mask in his hand is the key to open the ancient ruins-the bloody arena.

Ancient ruins!

I didn’t feel much when I heard this name before, but the two explorations of the ruins made the City of Wisdom take off directly. Now I see the ancient ruins and my eyes light up.

I must get it as soon as possible.

This thing can only be his!!

In addition, there is a 3-star intelligence in Loran City-

A shadow of nothingness has recently appeared in Loran City. He will trade with the first person he meets every day. As long as he can bring something that he is interested in, he can buy any treasure from him.

This information is also very tempting. Just telling him the news of the shadow is worth 3 stars.

If you dig deeper, you may catch a big fish.

Unfortunately, the news is too general. Loran City is so big that it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to meet the shadow based on this news.

While thinking, Lear rode the Swamp Giant Horned Deer King and took Brando and the other two who were carried by the unicorn and left the seventh block directly.

The Swamp Giant Horned Deer King with a shoulder height of four meters was too eye-catching. When pedestrians saw it from a distance, they immediately stopped and stepped aside, not daring to approach it at all.

The ferocious horns, the distinct muscles, and the plum blossom-like patterns on the body. Everything shows that this stag is extraordinary.

As for its owner, it is clear that he must be a big shot without much thought.

The people around secretly looked up, but were surprised to find that the figure behind him seemed to be covered by fog, and they could not see his specific face clearly.

This made him look more mysterious and majestic, and people dared not look directly at him.

Lear felt the surge of the crowd and was in a good mood.

In the future, the city of Wei Lu will also have such a scene!

An hour later, the familiar broken walls and ruins came into view.

The sun had not yet risen, and the air was filled with a faint mist, lingering around.

This made the broken buildings seem a little mysterious.

The crowd was flowing, and looking around, there were densely packed heads.

A large number of mysterious people wearing dark veils or cloaks shuttled among them, and stalls were set up on both sides of the street.

After temporarily placing the mount in the place where the horses were stored, Lear led a few people into it with some familiarity.

Walking and watching.

There were all kinds of things on the stalls, including ores, beast heads, standard armor, gems, and magical plants.

Lear looked around, and the properties of various goods appeared in his mind. There were a few good treasures among them.

Unfortunately, when he asked the price, he got extremely high prices, even 10% or 20% higher than the selling price of similar treasures outside.

This happened several times, which made him a little puzzled.

Brando noticed Lear's doubts and whispered.

"My lord, the black market is not an antique market. Although the goods here cannot be seen in the light, the sellers mostly know their value."

"Even if you don't understand, you can spend money to find someone to identify them in the black market. The black market management provides such services."

"Come to the black market, more for a convenient transaction, and the source and destination cannot be traced."

"Some high-end armor and equipment are generally priced higher than the outside world because many things outside cannot be obtained through formal channels."

Lear finally understood.

Before, he only relied on intelligence to come here to harvest, and did not inquire about the news of the black market in detail.

He gave up the idea of ​​picking up bargains and waved his hand.

"You lead the way to the second vice street."

Brando nodded immediately and led the way in front of him with great familiarity. It seemed that this guy was also a frequent visitor.

"Are you familiar with the black market?"

"Sir, I also set up a stall in the black market to sell goods for a while. Many foreigners who came here because of its reputation were stupid and rich, and they were easy to deceive. Ahem, it was easy to make a deal."

Lear didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did he treat the black market as a tourist attraction?

He still played this trick

He thought of the first time he came here, and it seemed that he was also slaughtered as a fat sheep.

The water here is a bit muddy.

Gradually going deeper, Lear passed through the stalls and shops, and unknowingly walked in front.

And the people who crossed paths with him would inexplicably avoid him.

He was like an arrow that broke through the waves of people.

Although they were all covered by the fog and the soul breath was not emitted at all, the silent and silent pressure of the gods that penetrated into the soul still subtly influenced the surroundings.

Brando watched from behind with envy, his chest held high, his eyes full of pride.

This is their master!!

What is deterrence? This is it!!

After passing a large area of ​​shops, Lear came to the second block, observed silently, and counted to the seventh stall.

His steps stopped inadvertently.

This stall is a rare wooden stall, which is placed at chest height. Passersby can easily see the items on it without bending down.

The stall owner is wearing a black cloak, and his long silver hair hangs down to his waist.

Seeing Lear coming, he slowly raised his head.

"What do you need?"

His voice was hoarse and very empty, and no information could be heard. His age, gender, and even race could not be distinguished.

If it weren't for the intelligence that he was a man, there would be no way to know.

Without getting entangled in this, Lear's eyes swept around and stopped at the goods.

There were only seven items for sale.

3 fist-sized, black stones.

3 pure white jade eggs, half the size of a head, plus a very textured silver mask.

Black gold ore

Level: 4 stars

Features: Can extract black gold, which can greatly improve the effect of drawing inscriptions

White jade swan egg

Level: 4 stars

Features: Can hatch a 4-star potential white jade swan.

Silver Mask

Level: Special

Features: Key to an ancient ruin.

Wow!!

These treasures are all 4 stars? !

She took a deep look at the silver-haired man with his face covered.

The black market is indeed fierce, and you never know what is hidden inside.

She put away the arrogance that unconsciously emanated as her strength increased, and her eyes became clear.

"Your Excellency, these goods are all very good. What's the price?"

"Black gold ore, 5,000 gold coins per piece, white jade swan egg, 6,000 gold coins."

"This mask is free."

Lear's heart condensed, pretending to be very interested.

"Why are other treasures priced so high, but this mask is free?"

"I dug the mask out from a deep pit of thousands of people, and it is entangled with the power of the curse. As long as you can remove the power of the curse from the mask, I will give it to you for free."

As the other party spoke, he took out a broken sword and gently touched the broken surface.

"The mask has contaminated this long sword. If its power is removed, the long sword can be restored."

"Don't you think that this mask is more valuable than the long sword?"

"Really? The material used to make the mask is not high-grade, but the inscription on it is special. It seems to be a guide to open a forbidden place or ruins."

"I am not interested in exploring unknown dangers."

"This broken sword, when intact, is at least a 5-star treasure!"

"A bird in the hand is worth a thousand birds in the forest."

"No matter how good a treasure is, it is a real treasure only when it is put into use!"

"Otherwise, it will be no different from garbage in the sewer if it rots in your hands."

Lear could not help but admire when he heard this. This guy's cognition is accurate.

The other party's tone became obscure.

"However, there are no less than 10 people who have tried the power of the curse. As a result, they were all entangled in the curse and their life and death were unpredictable."

"If the guest is not absolutely sure, I don't recommend you to try."

Lear narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is not a lie? !

Subconsciously opened the other party's attribute panel.

But he found a question mark and did not get any information.

It was obvious that some treasure concealed the breath.

But he did not hesitate at all.

"I took it"

The low voice fell, and the cloak behind him was slightly lifted.

The night diffused out, and instantly a layer of fog covered the other party's platform.

The silver-haired man was startled, and subconsciously reached up, but touched nothing.

Looking up, he saw that the other party slowly put the silver mask on his face.

In an instant, the silver mask seemed to come alive, and a black smiling face with curved eyes appeared on it.

It gave people a weird and evil feeling.

He was slightly startled in his heart, and just when he was about to speak, he immediately sensed that the curse power on it dissipated at an exaggerated speed.

In just a few breaths, the mutation disappeared without a trace.

The fog on the table also dissipated at this moment.

Ore, swan eggs, nothing was missing.

The broken sword in his hand now revealed a cold light, and the evil energy wrapped around it had been cleared away.

Before he could come to his senses, he saw a mysterious figure whose face he could not see clearly turned and left.

"Payment paid, goodbye."

Watching him leave, the silver-haired man trembled, wanted to say something, and finally closed his mouth.

He looked down at the broken sword in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

Luolan City is indeed like the abyss sea, hiding countless terrible existences.

The power of the curse, even a level 19 mage can't do anything. The other party cleared it in a few breaths!

Terrible!!

Is this an existence above the extraordinary?

He raised his head and looked deeply at Lear's figure, as if he wanted to remember it firmly.

Lear didn't expect to get what he wanted in this way.

He took off the mask on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up high.

The key to open the ancient ruins of the bloody arena-the silver mask, got it!

Delighted.

And he got more than one, the other party also gave him a generous gift-

The power of the curse!

This terrible power is emitted by people on the eve of death, in extreme fear and resentment.

It was formed by the resentment of tens of thousands of people.

If ordinary people come into contact with it, they will be eroded in the most terrifying way, their souls will rot, and they will live in the curse all day long until they die.

But this power is a great tonic for the Shadow of Mist.

The Shadow of Mist can devour all energy and does not care about the resentment curse at all.

After swallowing it, you can clearly feel that the aura of the Shadow of the Mist has soared upwards.

We are only one step away from reaching level 16!

This may be comparable to the energy provided by swallowing the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of fallen demons

So comfortable.

Leaving the black market, Lear, who was in a happy mood, retrieved the Swamp Giant-Antlered Deer King and headed straight to a more prosperous area.

slave market.

The whole journey was silent, and half an hour later, a Gothic building came into view.

Reliefs hollow out the walls, heroic knights lead a team to resist demons, angels wave their swords and cast holy light to save the world, and griffins swoop down from the sky to defeat orcs.

Various lifelike and magnificent scenery are painted on it.

The rose-shaped colorful windows are in full bloom, exuding a dark and mysterious atmosphere that makes people look sideways.

The road was unusually wide, and Lear rode straight into it on the giant horned deer king of the swamp.

Slave markets are mainly fixed shops, with iron cages stacked up at the door.

Slaves for sale are displayed inside.

Orcs, dwarves, half-elves, harpies, hippomen, tauren. There are so many races that it is difficult to count.

Only horse-drawn carriages are prohibited in the slave market, and ordinary mounts are not restricted.

But there were crowds of people, it was very lively and crowded.

The sound of bargaining can be heard all the time, just like in a vegetable market.

Lear walked around for a while, and suddenly thought of the place where he bought the wetland lizardmen before - the Dragon Fang Chamber of Commerce.

He was deeply impressed by the chubby businessman with the kind smile on his face.

According to memory, after a long circle, we stopped in front of Longya Chamber of Commerce.

With Brando, the tool man, he turned over and let the Swamp Giant-Antlered Deer King and the Unicorn stop at the door.

At this time, a smiling, kind-looking businessman with a big belly came out to welcome him.

The fog that covered Lear's face disappeared now.

The moment the other party saw his face, he was stunned at first, and then he was surprised and happy.

"Lord Li Li'er?"

Lear smiled happily.

"President McCann, long time no see."

The other party immediately burst out with great enthusiasm.

"Lord Lear, welcome!"

"It's been almost four months since we last saw each other!"

"Praise the goddess, you have returned safely"

"Quickly, bring out my best elf tea. I want to entertain distinguished guests!"

McCann never expected that Lear would return to Loland City so quickly.

The last time I left, I was going to explore the wilderness. I also purchased two squadrons of wetland lizardmen.

He still clearly remembered those ferocious beings that could not be suppressed even by the ring of slavery, but were as docile as lambs in front of them.

This made a deep impression on him.

More importantly, the gold coins used by the other party to pay for the wetland lizard people were given by the princess of Luolan City!

This is a pioneering lord with a strong background!

Now it seems that the original guess was true.

He glanced at the huge-antlered swamp deer king parked at the door without delving into it. Although the mount was extraordinary, it still couldn't move him.

What amazed him was that the other party's temperament had changed drastically from a few months ago.

Iron-blooded, calm, chill, and wise.

Every move he makes exudes the aura of a superior person that makes people heart-wrenching.

External things are always external things. They can be obtained by chance or as gifts from elders. What is internal is the core of a person's nature.

McCann led Lear to the living room.

After sitting down, he was full of surprises.

"Lord Lear, it goes without saying that you must have experienced storms during this period that outsiders cannot imagine."

"Nice to see you again."

"Can you tell me what Longya Chamber of Commerce can do for you?"

Lear smiled.

It's really comfortable to do business with this kind of person.

"I need to buy a group of slaves. Do you still have any wetland lizardmen?"

"Swamp Lizard Man? How many do you want?"

Lear gave a slap.

McCann's face lit up with joy.

"Five squadrons?"

Then this is a big deal.

"Five brigades."

Gudong~

McCann swallowed immediately and his eyes became extremely bright.

"Sir, are you planning to form an expeditionary force?"

For a lord who had just set out to explore the wilderness a few months ago, an army of 5,000 men was too exaggerated.

The amount of food consumed every day is an astronomical figure, not to mention the need to provide enough weapons, armor, and adequate logistical support.

Even the veteran pioneer lords can't stand the expansion of so many armies at once! (End of chapter)