The radio continued to broadcast the news, and this method had gradually replaced the newspapers.
"In Ender, the country's Ministry of Construction has announced that the world's largest underground palace, the Eternal Night Palace, has finally been completed. This is a miracle in the history of engineering. After ten years and six months, this enormous underground palace will become the greatest pride of the Ender people in the history of construction. "
"Eternal Night Palace?" A cold smile appeared on Garen's face. The King of Ender was a madman who chased after power. The Eternal Night Palace he built was actually a gigantic Totem Tactic Formation. Its purpose was to merge his body with the Ender Kingdom's strongest Sleeping Colossus in order to pursue the greatest power that had never been seen before.
He was a madman who wanted to become a god. He just hadn't shown it yet.
While listening to the news, Garon washed up and ate some fruits. He then sat cross-legged on the bed and began his routine Secret Technique practice. His daily practice was the basic step of merging with the Nine-Headed Hydra.
In the next ten days, Garon didn't wander around. Instead, he stayed in his room. He told the public that he was digesting the Seed of the Ancestral God, but in reality, he was waiting for the Cthulhu's Origin to be traded.
Recently, the Obscuro Society had been keeping a low profile. Ever since the battle with the Star King Hall Master that day, the entire Obscuro Society seemed to have completely disappeared. There was no movement at all. There was no news from the continental news, international news, and even national news.
The annual Seed of the Ancestral God event had ended, and a large number of totem users from various countries began to leave.
The Ancestral God Grounds gradually became more deserted. This was originally an important place in Daniela. Phiros had always been here, and lived on the largest Ancestral God Tree. Now that there was no Seed of the Ancestral God, the totem users from various countries had no reason to continue staying here.
In these days, the two Star King Hall Masters had also left in a hurry. It was unknown whether they were injured in the battle with God Cloud or some other reason.
The three departments had always been on bad terms with each other. When Garon heard the news of their departure, they had already been gone for two days.
Daniela's Sixth Princess would occasionally visit Garon and Garon. Obviously, she was very interested in Garon.
Finally, before the Cthulhuism Society's people left, the news Garon had been waiting for finally came.
Scylla sent someone over to inform them that they were ready to make the trade.
The time was three o 'clock in the morning, inside the Ennett Embassy.
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At two o 'clock in the morning, in the darkness, Garon suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the quilt from the bed and sat up.
She looked at the small clock on the bedside table. The fluorescent green needle on it pointed at half past two.
It was pitch-black inside the tree hole. Only the faint green light from the round window seeped in through the curtains.
Garon got off the bed and put on a black folded dress.
The structure of this folded skirt was very simple. It was a rectangular piece of cloth with a round hole cut in the middle for the head to enter. Then, a silver belt was tied around the waist, and two pieces of cloth were placed on the front and back of the person's body. The waist was cinched in the middle, and the hidden zippers on both sides were pulled up. It was the simplest and most beautiful dress that could be worn by both men and women.
However, this kind of folded skirt had no sleeves, which was the only flaw.
This dress was from the time Garon blocked the Cthulhu King's attack. The clothes on his body were torn, and the servants here sent him a change of clothes.
He brought along the material pouch. Although Garon wasn't a totem user who relied on tactics to fight, but the pouch contained many materials and items that were necessary. In order to deal with various situations. There were healing potions, recovery potions, antidote potions and so on inside. Of course, the most important thing was still the glittering water that he was preparing to exchange.
He put on a large black cloak outside the folded skirt. Garon began to try to completely hide his aura and totem light. Until he couldn't feel any aura from his body, he opened the door and walked out of the tree hole.
Outside the tree hole, the two maids who were dozing off moved slightly, as if they were about to wake up.
Garon took out some powder from his pouch, and scattered it.
The two of them tilted their heads, and instantly fell asleep again leaning against the door frame.
This was Traceless Sleeping Powder. If used in small amounts, it was a hypnotic. If used in large amounts, it was a powerful hypnotic. It also took effect very quickly, and was hard to detect. It was also the preparation item that Scylla had sent over.
Garon looked at the lightless cave beside him. He could vaguely hear the even breathing of four people inside. Needless to say, this guy had hooked up with a few more Daniela girls last night.
Garon was speechless. He tightened his cloak, took out a black mask and put it on. He stuffed his blonde hair into the cloak, not revealing any traces. Only then did he walk out of the tree hole that the two of them were staying in.
There were more than ten tree holes in a row. The other tree holes didn't have any signs of life. Obviously, no one was using them.
Garon easily walked out of the tree hole area, and came to the vine road.
There were also three black cloaked people standing at the flying point. One of them wore a black glove with golden patterns on it. This was a characteristic that Scylla had pointed out beforehand. Seeing Garon come out, Scylla stepped forward to welcome him.
"You're the only one left." His voice was hoarse and deep, completely different from a normal voice. It was obvious that he had used some method to change his voice.
"I thought I was considered early." Garon was even more ruthless. His voice turned into a slightly hoarse female voice. As someone who was proficient in secret techniques and body structure, he had once followed the King of Nightmares for a period of time. Such a simple method to change his voice was a piece of cake.
Scylla and the others were also slightly stunned. They didn't expect Garon to change his voice to be so ruthless.
If it wasn't for the fact that this cloak was the one given to Garon, Scylla would have suspected that it was a completely different person.
"Since we're all here, let's go." He quickly reacted and looked at the black cloak on the right.
That person nodded. He took out a black ball and tossed it into the air.
Without a sound, a huge black bubble appeared in the air. It was at least six meters in diameter.
The black bubble slowly floated down, and landed in front of the four of them.
Scylla was the first to step in. Garon followed, and the other two were the last.
The black bubble instantly took off, and floated towards the black night sky. The surface reflected specks of starlight, almost faintly merging with the starry night sky, indistinguishable from one another.
The bubble left the Ancestral God Tree, and slowly flew towards the east of the Ancestral God Grounds. About ten minutes later, several similar black-cloaked figures could be seen vaguely standing in the woodland below.
The black bubble landed, and landed steadily on the right of this group of people.
The bubble dispersed, and Scylla and the other three walked out.
"I thought you wouldn't come this time?" Among these black figures, an old man's voice came out. He faced Scylla, and was obviously talking to him.
"How is that possible. Last time it was just an experiment. This time it's for real." Scylla shook his head. "I just got some stock. I wanted to save more before exchanging, but there's no time."
"I'm the same as you." The black figure nodded, and didn't say anything else. It was obvious that they were the same as Scylla. Each of them brought a group of people, and came together to exchange with the Cthulhuism Society.
The two groups of people added up to more than ten people. Garon looked around. Not far away, in the forest, in the grass, there was a circle of black wooden stakes. The wooden stakes seemed to be flashing with fine black tactic runes.
Not long after, two more black bubbles descended from the sky. More than ten black cloaked figures walked out of the bubbles.
"We can begin." Scylla said.
"Of course." A clear female voice replied from the black cloaked figure that just came down. A black cloaked figure stood out, and walked to the front.
"According to the old rules, we'll first complete the agreement from last time." The female voice said calmly. The black cloaked figure blocked all detection methods, so no one could see whether it was a man or a woman, and how strong it was.
As the voice fell, everyone's black cloaks lit up slightly, and there seemed to be a silver light flowing on the surface. Silver numbers quickly appeared on the chest of the cloak.
From number one to number twenty-eight.
Garon looked at his own number. It was number eleven.
The black wooden stakes surrounding them suddenly quieted down, and released a layer of gray powder mist. It gradually covered the area, and formed an inverted hemisphere.
The sky was also slowly covered by a layer of gray. It was obvious that the black wooden stakes had completely covered it.
"Let the exchange begin. I'll go first. "The female black cloaked figure spoke again. Her number was number one. "It's my turn to be number one this time. The item I'm taking out is a blood jade pillar, about five hundred years old. What I want to exchange is the Spring of Artis, above one unit. The quality cannot be lower than White Light. "
She flipped her right hand, and a small and delicate red jade wooden stick appeared in her black gloved hand. It looked like a normal jade stick, and there was nothing special about it.
"I've brought the Spring of Artis, but if you want to exchange your blood jade pillar for a unit of White Light quality and above, it's still too little …" The group to the left of Garon and the others, a black cloak number sixteen stood out, and said directly.
Similarly, he took out a transparent crystal cup, and inside it was a thick white liquid that was emitting white steam.
"Then add on five Evolutionary Fossils."
"Sure."
The exchange was quickly completed. After the two sides checked the goods, they quickly exchanged.
Garon watched coldly from the side. Obviously, this was a small exchange, and not just for the Cthulhu's Origins. The so-called Evolutionary Fossils were Evolutionary Crystals, and were obviously a type of hard currency.
Then, the second person stood out, and completed the exchange they had agreed on previously.
There were two main ways to make a trade. One was this kind of peer-to-peer exchange. Even if they did not have it now, they could make an appointment to come back a year later.
The other was an exchange of requests. Using treasures in exchange for a powerhouse's help.
Just now, there was a person who used a strange dagger that could grow by sucking blood in exchange for a powerhouse's promise to help.
Garon also realized that, in the scene, there were five people whose robes were different from the others.
Himself, Scylla, and the two people in the group to the left, and then the first person to stand out, number one.
The five of their cloaks were darker than the others, and purer.
This was obviously a sign of strength.
One by one, people stood out, some exchanged treasures and resources, some exchanged promises to help. This kind of trade had very little credibility. The person who promised to help would get the item, but whether or not they would help depended on themselves.
But for the credibility of a long-term deal, most powerhouses would not break their promises. Or else, no one would look for them for this kind of no-cost trade.
As for the party that paid the treasure, they could only pray that their luck was good enough. After all, to be able to hire a powerhouse of this level to help once, in the world of normal people, it was simply unimaginable.
This level, was not something that the War Guild or the Assassin Guild could compare to.
Very quickly, the trade gradually came to an end. In the group of people on the other side, number one finally stood out again.
"Alright, now it's time for the main event. I've brought the Cthulhu's Origins that I promised last time. If there's anyone who wants to exchange, you can stand out now. "
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