As for the meaning of inscriptions, Pierre did not say anything about it. Or maybe even he didn't know.
Pierre said, "Generally speaking, the slave traders are the ones who put up the runes for the slaves in the other world."
"So I have to find the human traffickers to get the rune?" Angor asked curiously.
Pierre glanced at Angor and wondered if Angor was asking about something else. Was it because of Nano or something else?
However, even if he knew Angor's purpose, he would not tell everyone about it.
"I don't know." Pierre thought for a while and took out a thin card from his cabinet. The Abyssal Rune of the Scholar of Cruelty was drawn on the card.
"This is an inscription card copied directly from the master plate. It's not as effective as the original one, but it can block 50% of the corrosive effect if used on an ordinary slave."
According to Pierre's explanation, Angor now had a general idea of the effect of the card.
For example, if an otherworldly infant was brought to the wizarding world, he or she could live up to 100 years old. However, due to the corrosive effect, he or she could only live up to 15 years old. If he used this inscription card, he would live to about 55-65 years old after the declining effect of his life expectancy.
If someone used the master plate, the effect would reach 80%. The inscriptions on Nano's body were made from the master plate.
Of course, if someone already knew how to read inscriptions, the effect would reach 100%.
He quickly calculated in his mind how much longer Jon could live if he used the card to reduce the corrosion effect by 50%.
Considering Jon's current age, the card could extend his or her lifespan by 20 to 25 years.
This was already very good. If he could obtain the method of engraving inscriptions during this period, or in other words, if Chown could enter the ranks of the gifted, then he would live longer.
Angor didn't forget that Balba was also a descendant of an otherworldly barbarian. Once Balba became a talent, the corrosive effect would be greatly reduced.
"Can I have the rune card?" Angor asked Pierre. We can negotiate the price. "
Pierre shrugged. "Sure. It's not that expensive. I can buy it from the slave traders next time. But Abyssal Inscriptions are being suppressed by the Supreme Cult in the southern wizarding region, so it's not cheap.
"I'll give it to you for 50 magic crystals. However, after I transfer it to you, this card will have nothing to do with me anymore. If the Supreme Sect finds out, I won't know where you got this card from. Do you understand? "
"No problem." Angor nodded. After a pause, he continued, "In addition to this kind of replicated inscription card, is it possible to get the master? Or the method to draw the inscriptions? "
Pierre waved his hand. "It's impossible. The traffickers will never sell them to us. As for the method to draw inscriptions, I don't know. It's hard to find someone who teaches inscriptions in the southern wizarding region. "
Angor understood what was going on and nodded without saying anything.
After spending 50 magic crystals for the card, he was ready to leave.
"Mister Padt, I don't care what you're going to do with this card, but there's something I need to tell you."
"What?"
"Because this is Abyssal Inscriptions, not a modified version. There will be side effects," said Pierre. Pierre pointed out the word "abyss". "Of course, it's fine if you want to use it on ordinary mortals."
Angor quickly understood what Pierre meant. Like the True-Name Gospel, the Scholar of Cruelty was an Abyssal Demon. If he gave someone something good, he would ask for something in return.
Of course, he had to give something in return first.
For example, a mortal with the True Name Imprint of a Demon God and a True Name Imprint of a Wizard genius were two completely different concepts.
To receive a favor, one had to bear the consequences.
Sometimes, Abyssal Demons cared more about fairness than wizards did.
Angor nodded to show that he understood. After thanking Pierre, he turned around and left.
"Please take good care of Nano. It's not easy for him either," Pierre said.
"Don't worry. I'll keep my word."
Angor was still thinking about inscriptions when he left Punk's Talent Market.
He never heard of the term before. He didn't know there was such a wonderful subject in the wizarding world. More importantly, the study of inscriptions had great potential even though it hadn't been developed for long.
From this, it could be seen that the Cruel Scholar who created the Abyssal Inscription Literature was a powerful wise man.
This was why the Great Demonic God of the Abyss was feared by everyone, yet also admired by everyone. The Abyss Lord, Crown Clown, and the Scholar of Cruelty all contributed to the development of knowledge in the wizarding world. Many wizards even relied on these Abyssal Demons to develop their knowledge.
However, it wasn't that wizards were less intelligent than Abyssal Demons. Look at Inscriptions. Wizards developed them better than the original version.
"Inscriptions," Angor muttered.
He looked at the card in his hand. The back of the card was black, and the front of the card had a picture of a demon with a face covered by wings and a book stuck in its tail.
Angor looked at the card curiously. It was just a drawing. Why did it have such mysterious power?
He couldn't figure it out. But the drawing on the card reminded him of someone.
Black Jack.
The man who loved to imitate Sunders and bullied newbies in Sky Tower.
When he fought Blackjack in Sky Tower, Blackjack used cards such as "Kiss of the Tongueless", "Garden of the Twilight Goddess", and "Knight's Shield". Back then, Angor didn't know much about the wizarding world, so he didn't think too much about it since he thought it was some kind of Occult power.
Now that he thought about it, maybe Black Jack's cards were related to Inscriptions.
But it was only a guess. He would try to find out more about it when he returned to Brute Cavern.
…
After putting away the card in his bracelet, Angor and Nano left Kirk Street.
On their way back to Blossom Manor, Angor thought about what to do next. He and Sunders would be attending the auction at the end of the month, which was in five days.
He didn't plan to buy anything, but he did plan to sell something.
Floating Mech City's auction might not be the biggest one, but it was still better than Twilight Auction. Plus, the purification garden would attract a lot of wizards, which made the auction more like an annual event.
After buying the rune card, he only had two digits of magic crystals left. So he planned to use this auction to get some more magic crystals for himself.
Of course, he would sell the Bloodvines that wrapped around Bone Lady.
Apart from that, he also wanted to sell some small items — space storage, for example.
He got quite a lot of greyspace microbes from Sunders. Originally, he planned to pay back the 150,000 magic crystals he owed Sunders after splitting the profits. But after going to the Nightmare Realm, the Bloodvines he got were more than enough to pay back the debt. If he made a space storage, he would make a lot of money.
Of course, Angor wanted to get more magic crystals.
With that in mind, Angor decided to put everything aside for the next five days and focus on making space storage.
It was already dusk when Angor returned to Blossom Manor.
As soon as he stepped into the manor, he saw Greya drinking tea in the garden, while Toby was sleeping on the tea table in his bird form.
Looking at Toby's heaving chest, Lin Sanjiu could tell that he had been scolded for the whole day. He was probably too tired to get up now.
"You're back?" Greya raised an eyebrow. "Oh, and you brought a little guy with you."
Greya looked at Nano. Nano didn't know who the girl was, but he could sense a terrifying aura coming from her.
"Fibber, a slave I bought from Kirk Street," Angor explained.
"Oh? I think I've heard of Fibber before. Oh, I remember now. That race from Grand Plane that can produce silk? Are you going to make clothes? " Greya rolled her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows. "Ever since I lost my body, this new one never had anything nice to wear. I really want to wear something that can show off my beauty. It'd be best if it's made of silk."
Angor didn't know what to say. Why do I feel like I'm seeing Toya?
"Lady Greya, I've never made clothes before. It'll take me some time to learn. If you want Fibber to make clothes for you, it's not bad at all. But you should check its aesthetics first. "Angor stepped aside to reveal Nano's figure.
Greya looked at the red robe and green hat and didn't say a word.
"Fine. We'll talk about it later." Greya gave Nano a disdainful glance.
Nano wasn't happy about this. He had a great sense of aesthetics! Did his new master and this woman, who seemed to be a wizard, have no taste at all? However, although he was very dissatisfied, he did not dare to make a fuss about it.
"Well, if you don't have new clothes, you can make me a new accessory." Greya waved her hand, and a white feather-shaped earring appeared in her hand.
He gave this feather earring to Greya before leaving Dark Castle.
Greya didn't pay much attention to it back then. But after experiencing the illusion inside the earring, she finally realized how valuable it was.
Especially to her.
After experiencing the illusion in the earring and sensing the aura of the Nightmare Realm, Greya decided to return to the Nightmare Realm and find her body.
The earring meant a lot to her. For this reason, she carefully kept the earring. She even bought a precious jewelry box and placed it inside.
She admired Angor's alchemy skills. And she admired Angor's illusions even more.
She didn't have time to bother Angor when he was busy with his alchemy.
Now that everyone was free, she decided to bring up this topic. "I really like this earring. The illusion inside is the most valuable one I've ever seen. If you can make me another piece of jewelry with illusions, I'll order a meal just for you."
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