Transcendent Dawn

At the end of the tunnel is a stone gate.

On the stone gate, there are also a pair of strange monster sculptures.

These are two strange bird-like creatures, with feathers sprouting from the top of their heads, forming the shape of a crown.

Seeing someone approaching, the longan-sized pupils shone with light, and the whole stone sculpture immediately moved.

"This is the Estiq bird, the bird of wealth, a mysterious creature in rumors, it is said that it has the ability to quickly identify and estimate property..." The old witch stepped aside and motioned Sulu to come forward: "To enter a high-end fair, you must Items that satisfy it must be presented, and it will open the door for you."

'What a money-greedy bird...'

Sulu complained inwardly, the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Of course, with his face covered now, no one could see his real expression.

"Then... this one!"

After thinking about it, he simply handed over a stack of silver dollar banknotes.

"Didi!"

The eyes of the two stone statues of Estiq birds glowed like a scanning light, scanning the thick stack of banknotes in his hand, and suddenly opened their mouths, making a melodious chirp.

Rumble!

Amidst the crisp birdsong, the stone door slowly opened, revealing the space inside.

"Please go in, I won't accompany you after that."

The old witch bowed and saw her off.

"It's really... a strange bird!"

Sulu sighed and walked into the stone gate.

The standard of value is not easy to measure.

It would be fine if it was based on purely mysterious content or precious metals, but what I gave was banknotes! Pure national credit guarantee.

I don't know how to determine the value of those two stone birds.

"Either... there are professional appraisers hiding in the dark, or it is the power of pure mysticism... The latter is even more terrifying!"

Sulu walked into the space behind the stone gate and found that it was a square surrounded by different stone gates.

In the middle of the square, there is a circle of sofas, and cloaked people gather in twos and threes, all hiding their heads and showing their tails, as if a salon for mysterious people is going on.

Sulu didn't sit down immediately, but looked around curiously.

It seems that this place is also part of the ruins, perhaps the warehouse of its former owner.

"A beautiful pattern, isn't it?"

Just as he was copying some patterns on the stone wall, a female voice came over.

Sulu turned his head and saw a figure in a red cloak.

Although the voice is a female voice, who is really inside is completely a fog.

"Yes, full of witchcraft style, I think it should come from the hands of a [wizard]!"

Sulu shrugged and answered indifferently.

"Indeed... [Wizard] profession is different from [Witch]!" said the female voice under the red cloak.

[Witch] is a profession that only women can take up, while [Wizard] is more balanced.

Sulu chatted with her a few more times, and found that the other party should be a spellcaster with a wealth of knowledge.

when! when!

Just when the woman in the red cloak wanted to communicate more,

From the center of the square, a bell rang.

"The transaction has begun, let's go there!"

A female voice under the cloak invites.

"OK!"

Seeing figures in twos and threes coming to the center, Sulu naturally followed and chose a long sofa to sit down on.

At this moment, the red cloak sat next to him without hesitation, and a strong scent of perfume wafted over.

"Everyone!"

After everyone was seated, an old man wearing a silver mask came to the center and spoke: "The dawn of the gods... is our luck. Today we drink wine and exchange things with each other. I hope that in the future, we can Let's open the path of legend together!"

This person's voice is not loud, but it seems to be speaking in everyone's ears, and there is an inexplicable force field around him.

Sulu was shocked when he saw it, knowing that the opponent should be a fourth-tier master professional.

And looking at the people present, there are at least thirty people, each of whom is at least second-order or above.

It can be said that the elites of Charles City's extraordinary people in the field may all be here.

'No... this kind of extraordinary transaction, maybe there are people from the 11th Bureau of the Federation and the Church mixed in it! '

At the end, an oak staff emerged from the masked old man's hand, and he tapped it lightly.

Rumble!

In the center of the salon, a stone platform rises slowly, on which is a black scale with a vertical eye pattern in the middle.

"Is that... the 'Scale of Justice'?"

At this moment, Sulu heard the woman in the cloak muttering in a low voice.

"Scales of justice?"

He asked curiously.

"In the mythology of the New World... the indigenous gods weighed the souls of believers with a scale to determine their piety, good and evil. That was the origin of the original divine weapon scale... and this fair scale, although far inferior to that Such a great existence, but it is also a rare mysterious item, it can measure the value of the items on both sides, and there are very few mistakes."

The cloaked woman glanced at Sulu, seemed to understand that he was a newcomer, and explained to him.

"So it is!"

Sulu nodded, knowing that this balance may be the source of the identification ability of the sculpture on the door.

Moreover, it is also the basis for the establishment of this kind of fair, which can identify fake and inferior products.

However, the value evaluation in everyone's eyes may not be equal to the balance.

What it maintains is a generally fair environment.

"Then...according to the rules, the guests in the direction of Aries will speak first, and they will be arranged clockwise. Is there any problem?"

The masked old man looked around, nodded, and returned to his seat.

On the right side of Sulu, at a distance of five or six people, a bloated man in black robe stood up, came to the stone platform in the middle, and took out a box from under the cloak. When he opened it, there was a bowl-sized flower Strange purple flowers: "Magical material - a perilla orchid flower, in exchange for a potion that helps spiritual power, or a golden dragon for sale..."

‘So that’s the perilla orchid? '

Sulu's eyes lit up. He knew that this material was a main material for the configuration of intermediate and high-level potions. This fat man seemed to be a spellcaster, and he seemed to be in urgent need of spiritual power potions.

"200 Golden Dragons!"

"220 Golden Dragons!"

"Vicious potion, two standard servings!"

The people sitting around bid one after another, and the potion quoted by the last man in green robe made Sulu's eyelids twitch.

'That's right...the Gaosu tribe has existed for so long, the recipe might have been circulated long ago! '

It can be seen that this trader seems to be in urgent need of potions. After hearing the name of the vicious potion, his face was filled with joy, regardless of the price increase of the golden dragon, he looked at the man in green robe and said, "Deal!"

When trading, they put their items on the scale of justice.

Sulu could see clearly that the box containing the perilla orchids was obviously lowered by one end, but this was a normal premium, and the deal was reached after both parties had no objections.