The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dore looked somewhat blankly at the purple lotus flower suspended in the middle of the air, emitting streams of purple light, exuding an astonishing aura.

This was a great item for alchemy, often used as a high-end bloodline potion called Purple Wind Potion, allowing people to possess a portion of wind element bloodline power, greatly enhancing wind element affinity. It was extremely precious and of a considerable grade.

Simply eating it could also enhance a portion of wind element bloodline power, but the effect was not as pronounced as when refined into a potion.

Such a good thing, and they actually took it out instead of putting it up for auction at Wassonburg?

He thought for a moment, looking at the man in black, thinking, this thing must either have an improper origin, or the person's origin is improper, otherwise it wouldn't be exchanged here.

Dore carefully sized up these people.

In terms of strength, these people had it, at least level five, and some even level six. At this moment, they were all carefully concealing their aura. If he wasn't so perceptive, he probably wouldn't even feel the other party's strength, especially one person, whose faint dark aura was enough to prove that this was a standard black wizard.

It was no wonder the stall owner invited Allen over. Only he and Allen, united together, could suppress the others.

At this time, the bidding was over, and the black market stall owner finally got the lotus flower in his hands.

The person with the dark aura looked at the black market stall owner, but at this time, he didn't say a word. Obviously, the two were competitors, and he was very unhappy that the other party had obtained it.

At this time, that person took out two more things, suspended in his hand, and chuckled, "This is what I got from killing a level six Black Crown Venomous Snake. There are two things in total: the venomous crown of the Black Crown Snake, and this, which is dark and unremarkable. I don't know what it is, but it should be guarding herbs that can promote its evolution."

Black Crown Snake, the crowd gasped. This was one of the most troublesome level six representative venomous creatures, with an exterior as impenetrable as dragon scales, and extremely high intelligence. One bite from this thing, and a level six warrior would die on the spot, beyond salvation.

That person was actually able to kill it, which was simply unbelievable.

The snake crown of the Black Crown Snake was a venomous item, and the unknown dark fruit also looked extraordinary. Immediately, three people set their sights on it.

Dore was also somewhat envious, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't have anything left to buy.

As for exchanging it for gemstones, he wouldn't. These things were all for his own use in the future.

The person suspected of being a black wizard immediately quoted a price, "Two level six high-grade magic cores, plus five kilograms of ordinary meteoric iron. Also, are you selling your snake skin?"

This price was already very high. You had to know that the magic core of the Black Crown Snake was only level six.

That person shook his head, "The snake skin of the Black Crown Snake is a good material for refining high-level wizard robes. Do you think I would take it out to sell?"

The black wizard pressed on, "What about the snake gall?"

"Not for sale."

The scene quieted down. At this time, someone coughed and said, "This price is too high. I can't afford it."

The black wizard was determined to get it and directly raised the price to the death, scaring away a group of people.

The two traded directly.

However, at this time, the other five people looked at the black wizard with fear. If this thing was taken back and refined into poison, wouldn't it be even more ferocious?

Dore looked at his own possessions, which were indeed a bit shabby. The things people took out were all level six, while he pitifully only had level four and level five. Forget it, forget it.

He'd just be a spectator.

The trading continued, and now it was another person's turn. As soon as he took action, it was also a level six item, which aroused another round of competition.

After a round of turns, the moon was already high in the sky, and the atmosphere gradually cooled down. In the distant grand black market, the people had almost all left.

Only some ordinary merchants who were still not resigned to their fate were still persevering.

In Dore's perception, some people left on their own, while some people were followed by others. The purpose was self-evident. However, with several level six individuals present, those people didn't dare to be too presumptuous. At least, they wouldn't dare to make a move within fifty kilometers. As for whether those people could run out of the fifty-kilometer range, it was hard to say. They naturally came prepared. At least, in Dore's perception, there was no conflict, at most just verbal arguments, momentum attacks, but no substantial battles occurred.

This black market was not bad.

In the darkness, several people completed their transactions, looking at each other, and no one left first. The atmosphere suddenly became a bit intense.

The several people tested each other, and in fact, they all knew each other's bottom line. There were only a few level six and a small number of level five individuals in Wassonburg. Black wizards were even fewer.

Each other's trump cards were very clear, and it was difficult for a fight to break out.

Just at this moment, the black wizard who had initially shown some malice towards Dore turned his gun and directed his weak aura towards Dore, "Boy, since you're here, do you have anything you can take out?"

As soon as these words came out, except for Allen and the guardian, the other six people turned around.

Being stared at by a group of level six individuals, Dore felt a lot of pressure, but he was not afraid. At this time, he slowly said, "The things in my hands are not enough to interest everyone. I won't embarrass myself. I'm just here to take a look this time."

The black wizard stared at Dore, his mental power constantly enveloping Dore. At this time, his brows furrowed, and he became silent.

This person was not the main body, and it was unknown what he used to refine the clone. It looked difficult to deal with. Later, he would secretly do it and see what material it was made of.

Just at this moment, the guardian and Allen exchanged glances. Allen smiled faintly, "This person came with me, just to see the world. Old Poison Freak, you better think carefully about what you're planning."

The black wizard was immediately stunned, his brows furrowed.

In the circle of high-level wizards, there were only a few people coming and going. Although Allen came in disguise, it was difficult to change the fluctuations of his mental power and meditation method, not to mention his strong mental power. At this time, he looked at Dore, with no expression on his face.

At this time, Dore smiled and said, "Everyone doesn't need to make things difficult for me. I'm just a level six pharmacist. If there are any potions that need to be refined, I can help. As for other things, my strength is not enough, and I'm not enough to get involved." He generously admitted, "In addition, I also have research on various poisons. If anyone needs any poisons, you can also order from me."

Hearing this, the surrounding people were stunned, because Dore was too calm? A poison master? This was someone you shouldn't mess with!

The black market stall owner who invited Allen was also stunned. This kid had an extraordinary temperament, and doing business with these people was a bit difficult.

But thinking that this guy came as a clone, it was nothing.

Among the seven wizards, everyone looked at each other, the riverside was silent, unspeakably quiet, and terrifying.

But soon, someone questioned, "Level six pharmacist, empty words, how do you prove it?"

Dore was about to take out some of the poisons he had prepared, but thinking that people might think he bought them, he turned his hands over and took out some materials from the ring, and began to refine them on the spot.