Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 673 Negotiation and Transaction

Ten minutes later, in the communications tower of Nott Fortress.

"Monster...Monster!!" "No! Don't! Don't eat me!!"

“Get out of here…all of you, get out of here…Ah——!!!”

A desperate scream sounded from under the dim blue light, and then stopped abruptly as the screen went out.

In the special hall made of translucent crystals, Xin Lailai sat on the throne with a smile on his face. He looked at the six crown warlocks in front of him with solemn expressions and spoke slowly:

"How about it, everyone? Do you have any new ideas about my cooperation proposal?"

"..."

After the words fell, the figures on the other six thrones fell silent at the same time. After a long while, the White Crown, who was in the lead, spoke:

"Mr. Black Sword, are you sure that the scenes you just showed will definitely appear in the next war?"

"Unfortunately, I can't. After all, this is just the intelligence I have collected. Whether to use these methods depends entirely on the opponents I know in the Gusa Federation and the Huiyuan Sect. Maybe they will be kind this time, or think that they can crush us without these methods at all?"

Xin Lailai smiled and spoke in a nonchalant tone, making the expressions of the six crown warlocks present even uglier.

They had already received reports of the battle when the other side landed, and they knew very well that the enemies on the other two sides used high-powered explosives to destroy a medium-sized fortress and kill a great warlock on their side as soon as they landed.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously impossible for them to rely on the kindness of their enemies for their survival.

"Well, I have told you all the information I know. As a demonstration of sincerity, should the Grand Masters also express their opinions?"

Xin Lailai narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke in a gentle yet dignified voice. An invisible sense of oppression spread from the field, giving people a feeling of being pressed step by step.

"Well... just as Mr. Black Sword said, since you have shown enough sincerity, we should also show some sincerity."

"However, before that, we have one more question to ask Mr. Black Sword."

Facing Sinlailai's pressure, the six crown warlocks showed different reactions. Just when the red-haired lady next to the black crown was about to explode again, the white crown, who was in the lead, spoke up one step ahead and told Sinlailai his request:

"According to the reports we received, the four visitors from outside the world in the Gusa Federation and the Huiyuan Sect seem to be very afraid of Mr. Black Sword. Could it be that Mr. Black Sword also has some war methods similar to those shown in the video just now?"

It's really quite a skateboarder...

Hearing the question from the White Crown, Xin Lailai's eyes narrowed slightly, and she became more alert to the white-haired man in front of her, who seemed gentle but was very careful in his words and deeds.

"Your Excellency the White Crown seems a little too greedy. You haven't even confirmed whether to send troops to help, but you want to find out all my hidden cards?"

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Black Sword. As you can see, this battle may very well affect the survival of the tower, so we have to pay more attention to it. Please rest assured that after we have confirmed everything, we will definitely give Mr. Black Sword a satisfactory answer."

The White Crown smiled and apologized in a friendly and peaceful voice. At the same time, he glanced at the black-robed old man behind Xin Lailai, then looked at Xin Lailai in front of him and added:
"Of course, if Mr. Black Sword is really worried, we can also guarantee that in the next battle, we will dispatch at least 100 great warlocks and 3 formal warlocks who have undergone rigorous training, as well as no less than 15 regular soldiers of the High Tower who know how to cast spells to assist you in the battle. This is almost 1/3 of the warlock force of the entire High Tower. I wonder if you are satisfied?"

Did they finally force out the number of troops to be sent? However, this number...

In the hall, hearing the other party's promise, Xin Lailai lowered her eyes slightly, and the expression on the white-haired man's face was reflected in her pupils, as if she wanted to see something from it.

"That's a very sincere number, but I'm a little curious, can you really transport these troops to the battlefield in time? After all, we don't have much time to prepare."

Xin Lailai spoke, staring intently at the White Crown in front of him, taking in every detail on his face.

"I understand Mr. Black Sword's concerns. In fact, as you said, it is not easy to mobilize such a large force at once. Therefore, when the war officially begins, the Kota Fortress will directly rush to the battlefield according to your instructions, Mr. Black Sword."

In response to Xin Lailai's questioning, the White Crown simply nodded in agreement, then smiled gently and began to explain, with a sharp look in his eyes:
"After all, according to our discussion, with such huge benefits, the War Kings and Oracles from the Gusa Federation and the Huiyuan Sect will probably come out in full force. In this case, if we want to firmly occupy the spatial coordinates that Mr. Black Sword mentioned, I'm afraid the entire tower must go all out."

The white-haired man said, and the red-haired lady beside him sneered as if she had heard something funny, and said:

"Tsk, you're making such a high-sounding statement, aren't you just reluctant to part with those pyroxene crystals? In a word, I'm going to send half of my people out, and you five can do whatever you want."

After she finished speaking, the projection of the red-haired queen stood up, gave everyone on the field a cold look, and disappeared in the hall out of thin air, apparently cutting off the holographic projection directly.

"This guy... Oh, sorry, I made a fool of myself again, Mr. Black Sword. As you can see, even I cannot command the actions of everyone in the tower, so I can only promise that when the battle starts, the Kota Fortress will rush to the battlefield as quickly as possible. As for the battle before that, I'm afraid I can only trouble Mr. Black Sword to take on the responsibility of command temporarily."

Facing the red-haired lady who suddenly left the meeting, the white-haired man sitting on the white throne showed a helpless look, apologized to Xin Lailai, then looked down at the data board in his hand whose contents Xin Lailai could not see, his eyes moved, and asked Xin Lailai curiously:
"There is also the issue of resource allocation after seizing the coordinates. According to what Senon said in the report, Mr. Black Sword seems to want to take away 50% of the pyroxene resource output, and it seems to be for an important purpose. I wonder if Mr. Black Sword can reveal a little bit about what needs to be done to use so much pyroxene energy?"

Are we finally back to this question?

Xin Lailai, whose thoughts were disrupted by the sudden attack of the red-haired lady, heard the white-haired man's words, her eyes moved, she stopped thinking about other things, refocused her attention, stared at the other party for a while, and said:

"Since you are so sincere in sending troops, I will no longer conceal the truth about this issue."

"Just as His Excellency the White Crown guessed, in fact, I do have a means of warfare that is comparable to the Zerg and Undead armies shown in the videos just now. However, this means consumes a lot of resources and takes enough time to be effective. Not only that..."

As Xin Lailai spoke, he paused here deliberately, and in front of the remaining five crown warlocks, he looked to his side. As if in response to his action, the next second, a demonic voice sounded out of nowhere, continuing Xin Lailai's words:

"Not only that, the method that Mr. Black Sword mentioned is not actually in his hands, but is controlled by me~!"

A voice with a hint of frivolity sounded, and a performer wearing a white smiley mask walked out from behind the throne without any warning, causing the pupils of the black-robed old man who had been paying attention to the surrounding environment to shrink suddenly. It was obvious that he did not realize how the performer appeared at all.

"Hey~! Hello everyone? It's our first meeting. You can call me a performer, and...I wonder if you are interested in making a deal with me alone?"

An inexplicably disturbing voice came from under the mask with a crescent-shaped smile, causing the expressions and reactions of the five Crown Warlocks present to change. Among them, the Black Crown, who was sitting on the black throne and shrouded in shadows, revealed an extremely solemn look.

As the superior of the old man in black robe, he could say that everyone present was aware of the other party's perception ability, but the guy who called himself a performer still appeared here without the other party noticing, which meant that the other party was also capable of quietly approaching them, the crown warlocks, which was absolutely fatal to the warlocks with weak melee ability.

"Performer... Your title is quite strange. As for the deal you mentioned..."

On the other side, the White Crown, who quickly calmed down after a brief surprise, looked at the performer who suddenly appeared, tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne with his index finger, and glanced vaguely at Xin Lailai.

"Haha, everyone, don't worry. Mr. Black Sword and I are currently an extremely reliable ally. Therefore, I'm sure he won't say anything about the deal between me and you, right? Mr. Black Sword."

Facing the White Crown's reaction, the performer simply chuckled, then turned his head slightly and glanced at the black-haired young man beside him with his peripheral vision, a playful smile showing on his mask.

"as you like."

The black-haired young man closed his eyes indifferently, threw out a word, and then ignored the performer, as if he felt that looking at the other person any longer would be disgusting.

"Haha, you're really cold. We're allies now~!" In response to the black-haired young man's reaction, the performer just laughed in a frivolous voice, then turned his attention back to the White Crown in front of him and said:

"How about this, Mr. White Crown, are you interested in doing business with me now?"

"..."

The demonic voice echoed in the hall, like the whisper of a devil. The white-haired man was silent for a moment in response to the "invitation" from the other party. Then he stared at the white smiling mask and said:

"Since you are Mr. Black Sword's ally, then there is no problem. I just don't know what Mr. Performer is going to trade with us?"

As soon as the words fell, the man wearing the white smiley mask smiled, stretched out his right hand, snapped his fingers loudly, and said:

"It's simple, technology."

Boom——! !

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge roar sounded from the hall, and a ferocious black mecha reflecting a metallic luster landed heavily on the translucent crystal ground. Its tall figure was like a small mountain, and it hit the dome of the hall in one breath, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly twice.

This is……

With the appearance of the black mecha, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became different, especially the listless figure sitting on the green throne who had not spoken much from beginning to end and looked listless, but suddenly stood up with an expression of great excitement.

"How is it, everyone? What I want to exchange is neither manpower nor energy, but the technology you have in your hands, the unique technology driven by pyroxene energy~!"

"In exchange, I will tell you the manufacturing methods of these mechas without reservation, and even provide you with some technological knowledge that you have never been exposed to for free to show my sincerity."

Under the tall dark steel mecha, the performer held the brim of his hat with one hand and opened his other hand, revealing a crazy smile on his mask, and said with a big laugh:

"Come on! Everyone! Tell me your choice!"

"Don't worry about being deceived. For those of you living on a small planet, you are just passers-by in this show. The natives who have never even seen the starry sky are far from being worthy of me weaving lies for you!"

"Come on! Make your choice! Will you be torn to pieces by the Zerg and Undead legions, and continue to fight with the other two wild dogs on this land we have trampled on after we leave? Or will you make a deal, wage war against them after we leave, and truly become the master of this world!"

"Release it! Admit it! Face it! Spread fear and madness! Everyone, there is no need to hide the desires in your hearts. Take off the hypocritical mask and vent your desires on this land!"

The crazy laughter filled with insanity echoed from the hall. The performer turned around and came to the top of the Dark Steel Mech like a ghost. The blood behind him turned into evil beasts, which made terrifying roars and screams like an accompaniment, as if he was performing a scene of purgatory on earth.

"How about it? Everyone, do you want to make a deal? Or refuse?"

The devil's murmurs were heard, and among the five crown warlocks who were sitting there, except for the listless figure who had stepped down from the blue throne and was excitedly observing the dark steel mecha, muttering words like "perfect", "art", "great...", the expressions of the other four crown warlocks were uncertain, and it was obvious that they did not agree with some of the contents of the performer's words, or they felt that such things should not be said in public.

"Promise him!!!"

This time, before the leading White Crown could speak, an excited voice with a hint of fanaticism sounded directly.

The Blue Crown stepped down from the throne and spoke to the other four without hesitation. His eyes, which were bloodshot due to lack of sleep, were filled with an extremely bright look.

"Hurry up and agree to it! I can guarantee that if we can get these technologies, the entire tower... no, the entire world will be changed because of it!!!"

"Qing, calm down, we still..."

Facing the listless middle-aged man who was so excited that he completely ignored his appearance, the White Crown on his throne spoke to comfort him, trying to pull the rhythm of the negotiation back into his own hands. But before he could finish his words, the performer's devilish voice sounded again:
"Haha, this Blue Crown Master has a good vision. How about this, if you are willing, I am willing to make a compromise and no longer ask for a deal with the entire tower. Instead, I will exchange these technologies with the pyroxene technology that you, the Blue Crown Master, possess."

"In this way, I can satisfy my hobby of collecting, and Your Excellency the Blue Crown can also get in touch with the scientific and technological knowledge outside the world one step ahead. How do you think?"

Trade with him alone?

“No question…!”

"No !!!!"

The depressed middle-aged man, whose mind had been completely mesmerized by the technology displayed by the dark steel mecha, brightened up his eyes when he heard this. He was about to agree immediately when four completely different low shouts rang out hastily, interrupting the other party's words.

"Sorry, Mr. Performer, we were a little distracted just now. We agree to this deal!"

The White Crown sitting on the white throne spoke in a low voice, stared at the performer in front of him, and agreed with a gloomy look.

"But there is a prerequisite. Mr. Performer, you must ensure that these technologies will never be leaked to other people in this world. How do you think?"

The White Crown spoke, staring at the performer standing in mid-air, his expression obviously looking a little ugly.

Different from the slow and steady negotiating style of the black-haired young man, the man in the white smiley mask in front of them was a complete madman with thorns all over his body during the conversation. It even reminded them of the guy who betrayed the tower in front of them and instead preached his pyroxene faith.

Especially the words that the other party said, it can be said that every word hit them right on the spot, especially the one about making a deal with the Blue Crown alone, which was like forcing him and the other four people to retreat.

As the core decision-maker of the Tower of Order, White Crown is well aware that although the tower is ostensibly managed by the cooperation of the six crown warlocks, in reality the forces of the six crown warlocks are extremely independent and there is even a serious competitive relationship between them.

In this situation, if one party really gets the technology from outside the world alone, it will inevitably cause a huge internal turmoil in the tower, and even damage the foundation of the entire Order Tower. This is something he and several other crown warlocks absolutely do not want to see, especially at such a critical juncture.

But given the character of the Blue Crown, it was impossible for them to refuse the temptation offered by the other party. In this case, even though they all saw that the guy called Performer proposed this deal with some calculation, they could only accept it with a pinch of their noses.

Moreover, what made them most helpless was that, judging from the intelligence they received and the facts they witnessed, the other party and the Black Sword obviously did not get along well. In other words, they could not relieve the pressure on this side by putting pressure on the other side, otherwise it would likely have a counterproductive effect.

"Haha, in that case, then I wish us a happy cooperation?"

In the hall, the performer laughed and said to the several Grand Master Warlocks in front of him, while the White Grand Master narrowed his eyes and said:

"Yes, it's a pleasure to work with you."

The calm voice fell, intertwined with the devilish and frivolous laughter, and with the different reactions of several Grand Warlocks and the silence of the black-haired young man who had closed his eyes and ignored everything since the performer appeared, it jointly announced the end of this Grand Meeting.

Everyone knows that the negotiations and the deal are over. Next...

——It is war and blood.

……

(End of this chapter)