The lord is red again.

Chapter 587 All Profits

The space almost fell apart, and the barriers between planes were torn apart by brute force.

But another failed attempt forced Mag to stop his actions. The force that rebounded from the broken cracks in the barrier was like a violent soul storm, impacting his spirit and making his shaky legs weak and unable to stand steadily.

The surrounding space was torn apart by spider-web-like cracks. A huge sound like thunder came from the front. The vibration spread outward, tearing the ground into cracks, and then rolled and spread madly to both sides as if there was no end.

A large number of Cursed Land warriors were devoured.

Mag watched this scene with anxiety in his heart.

The invasion war did not last long, but the lack of progress made his mood worse and worse. He could not tear the space apart with his weak strength.

The main reason why Mag was so anxious was that a large number of [Black Saints] had lost contact.

They arrived successfully and the losses were reduced, but their own people were still killed in large numbers.

"What awaits us may be a trap prepared in advance, or countless powerful warriors." Mager did his best to analyze, "They won't allow too many powerful warriors to appear, as that would cause the space to collapse."

"I apply to go to war."

Looking at the bald head with vertical pupils, Mag stared at the other person carefully.

"you sure?"

"Never before have we been more certain that the enemy will never cease to exist."

Mag nodded in agreement: "Yes, if they are really in constant supply, they should take the initiative to attack us."

……

"Why don't we take the initiative to kill them?" Lin De was chatting with Zui Long.

"What?" Sin Dragon thought he had misheard.

Is there anything wrong with your brain? It hasn't been contaminated by the undead.

"No one stipulates that only they can attack us and we can't attack them." Linde thought about the feasibility of taking the initiative to attack, and finally shook his head, "Not now."

Taking the initiative to attack places the battlefield on enemy land, which can reduce the pressure on oneself.

But considering the scarcity of resources in the cursed land, even if the undead don't want a salary, it would be a waste of resources to throw them there.

A battle that costs more money the more it is fought should be avoided from the beginning.

As long as we can maintain the status quo for a period of time and support the successful recovery of Wuyu City, it will be enough to ensure safety and avoid any trouble.

Linde held a blade that carried a strong aura of mystical curse.

His fingertips lightly scraped the blade, and the sharp touch made a metallic friction sound when it came into contact with his thick and hard fingertips.

But there were wisps of black gas from the blade, like an octopus with its tentacles stretched out, sticking to the fingertips. After Lind loosened his fingers, they tightly wrapped around him and drilled into his body through the gaps in his skin pores.

The barely detectable curse tried to hinder Lind's blood circulation and disrupt the flow of magic in his body.

"This should be the debuff blade." Lind guessed the blade's function based on its effect on him. "It probably reduces the speed of health recovery and mana recovery. As for the degree."

It couldn't be seen, because the moment the curse entered his body, it was seized by the emblem on his chest and swallowed up instantly, leaving nothing behind.

"abyss?"

What Lind could sense from the blade were the Abyss Lords. Considering that the Abyss Disaster was the first to become active after the Magic Ring was broken, it was very likely that the Abyss did not belong to this world.

"Have you ever heard of where all the things in this world come from? For example, the abyss." Lind asked.

"No."

Sin Dragon didn't understand why Lind would think so far just because of a small knife.

After staying in a boring place for too long, the sinful dragon now just wants to sleep.

“These weapons are interesting.”

Linde has no intention of letting the sinful dragon go.

It is not much different from Abyss equipment, but it is more stable than Abyss equipment, and can balance the "curse" and "cost" very well. You don't have to worry about going crazy quickly like using Abyss weapons and being replaced in the end.

More stable.

Of course, it won’t be so easy for the attacked enemies.

Lind quickly slid the screen in front of him and found an undead who was fighting against an invader. The opponent was hit by a cursed secret technique, and his body twitched and squirmed, and his flesh and blood began to mutate.

The undead man who had completely lost control of his body was easily pierced in the throat by the opponent. His consciousness was dead, but his body was still squirming. It was a stalemate for a long time before it turned into ashes.

Fortunately, all those who came here are wizards. They are good at fighting at a distance, and the chance of being touched by the enemy is extremely small. It is like a game of rock-paper-scissors, and only one side can survive.

"and many more."

Linde's eyes suddenly locked onto a certain scene.

That was a lounge on the first floor of the Magic Castle.

The candlestick on the small round wax table was lit by the flame, and the surging candle oil seemed like frozen clouds sticking to the edge of the candlestick, layer upon layer.

In the strange and quiet scene, the undead and the invaders occupy each side.

"Your thing, are you selling it?"

"what can you give me?"

"what do you want?"

The invading alien opened its huge mouth, and its sharp, slender tongue swept across its dense and sharp fangs like steel needles.

"Magic, food, everything."

"can."

The undead man took out a piece of unprocessed magic ore, which could play some role in alchemy.

The mineral output is huge, relative to several continents.

Even when broken down into the hands of alchemists, it is still rare and expensive.

Lind witnessed the two enemies who had "red-named" each other complete the transaction.

He knew that there would always be some cool moves, as long as they could communicate with each other, it could be done with just gestures, not to mention that they all understood the common language.

The next moment, Lind thought of the key part.

If the undead were allowed to complete transactions with the invaders through barter, it would constitute treason and facilitating the transaction!

Using one's own material resources to meet the other party's needs will not make them give up the idea of ​​invasion. Instead, it will make them more covetous of this place because of the abundant material resources.

It will only strengthen their intention to invade.

and so.

"Let me handle this business. If no one dies, you won't be able to control it."

Sinful Dragon: “…”

Although he didn't know anything, he had a hunch that Linde must have some new ideas.

The dragon and the knight spend more time together than a married couple. It is impossible for them to hide their true natures between partners, and Linde has never thought about hiding it.

Treat the undead as real cyber beasts of burden and use them as much as possible.

If they can play games while sleeping, they will be grateful and work hard. Want casual games? Absolutely impossible.

……

Elliot went through the portal, and the compression of space made his bones whine constantly. As a 5th-ring warrior, he sacrificed his own strength to successfully drop to the 4th ring and successfully came to this material plane.

It felt as if a sharp blade had pierced his chest, and the pain made him cry out in pain.

After landing, Elliot got up from the ground after taking a few deep breaths.

He quickly adapted to everything in this material plane, including the magical elements that were so dense that they were about to make him faint.

[Black Son] is beating.

It was a signal sent to him by Mag, reminding him that he could come back directly through the portal if necessary.

They must be able to withstand this loss and bring back some information.

Elliot moves through the magic school.

With the information sent to him from the front line, he knew clearly that those "guardians" had violent tendencies, and once discovered, they would only be bombarded and attacked until they died. The death of the enemy was not the end, and soon new people would rush in and launch a new round of violent attacks.

He spotted the enemy at the first moment.

Thinking of his mission this time, Elliot resisted the urge to attack, even though the enemy looked very weak and could be killed with just the slightest movement of a finger.

He moved flexibly, searching for a way to leave this space isolated from the outside world.

Got nothing.

Suddenly he felt something and turned around.

Behind him there was a castle whose style was out of tune with the surroundings. Compared with the magic castle, it was too small.

Elliot arrived at the main entrance of the hall.

I reached out and pushed the door, and a line of words appeared on it.

You can't open the door from this side.

Elliot: “What do you mean?”

He pushed the door again, but it didn't budge.

This door could not be opened, so Elliot turned his gaze to the other side and found a small empty stall with a price list on it.

Elliot was surprised that he didn't find any goods here.

Look carefully at the contents of the price list. Some of them are text, while others are pictures.

Various resources are written on it.

Can I buy it?

Elliot was stunned. It turned out that the resources that Mag and the Master Mage wanted could be obtained by paying money.

He immediately took out the [Black Saint] and contacted Mag.

"What's the matter? Is there a problem? I'll open the door right away." Mag's voice was serious and urgent.

A 5-ring warrior is definitely an important asset and should not be lost easily.

"No." Elliot said, "I seem to have made an important discovery."

"What discovery?"

"There is a strange castle here. There is a place at the entrance of the castle where you can sell resources."

"What resources?" Mag obviously didn't understand.

"Almost, all?"

"hiss!"

It's shocking news enough.

Their target is those scarce resources.

"But there is a problem now. I don't seem to have the currency required for this material plane. Wait, it shows a text, reminding me that I can sell the things I have on me to exchange for currency."

Mager was a little unsure: "It might be a scam. As long as we open the channel, we can get everything we want in that world."

This scam is so sloppy, asking people to sell their own stuff and then buy it is outrageous.

"I've already sold it," said Elliott.

"What?" Mager demanded, "How much did you sell?"

He sounded anxious, troubled by Elliot's impatience, but also curious.

It doesn't make sense to open a place where you can shop on the battlefield!

They have to be careful.

"Maybe this is the stupidity of the material plane?" Elliot's voice sounded very excited. "I succeeded. I used the cursed stones on my body and my gloves to buy a large bag of potions. Believe me, Mag, you will like the refreshing feeling of the potion flowing through your lungs after swallowing it."

"Looks like you made a profit?" Mag seemed relieved. "You want me to open a door and bring you back?"

"Of course, right now, we are making a lot of money, haha."

……

"Fortunately, I didn't give this business to the undead."

Even Lind himself found it incredible.

Magic ores and various recovery potions are all around 1st level, and their total value definitely does not exceed two 2nd level weapons. If they are rare necklaces, rings, etc., they may not even be worth a 1nd level necklace.

But when sold to invaders, the price increased more than fifty times.

"I can sell weapons to the undead. I can use the high-end ones for raffles and sell the low-end ones to make a profit from the difference."

Even now, equipment is still being bought and sold at a premium. On the one hand, supply exceeds demand, but on the other hand, the game is too realistic, resulting in a high damage rate for weapons and equipment.

If it's completely broken, don't even think about fixing it.

In this case, it is normal for each person to have several sets of equipment.

If a 2nd-ring cursed equipment is sold to the undead at a fair price, a situation will arise which will disrupt the undead's second-hand trading market.

"The most important thing is to open the window for purchasing cursed equipment in front of the undead face. No matter if it is for buying things or fighting invaders, everyone will spend a little when they see it."

There is no technical difficulty.

It was all due to the power of the barrier, and the "branches" were instantly opened up within the barrier. However, he and the Sin Dragon had to work a little overtime, and it would be best if they could capture a few gods to do business and settle accounts.

Lind is like a boss who is shouting "Clearance sale, the boss ran away with his sister-in-law", and it is difficult for the undead and invaders who really see the bargains to not come and take a look.

The first undead buyer appeared.

"What's going on over there?" An undead stretched his neck, trying to see through the crowd and see the center of the crowded quarrel.

"It seems like someone has got a set of Cursed Land equipment." An undead flying over from the other side said, he was fixing his hair. The real physical collision made it difficult for the handsome guy to maintain his demeanor.

"With more extreme output, it really becomes a glass cannon now."

"I saw it. It's equipment that starts to lose health the moment you put it on, but it also provides a lot of damage bonus."

"It's a must-have for pushing maps. It turns you into a moth and there's no boss you can't kill."

“I’m going to go mining!”

Just as eager as the undead.

Cursed Land, Portal Money.

Mager waited eagerly for the figure to appear, and when the other person appeared, he walked forward excitedly.

“It must be good news!”

"It's absolutely good news." Elliot smiled and took out the gains of his trip.

It is good news indeed.

A large amount of material plane resources piled up into a small hill. The rich fragrance from another world made Mag couldn't help but take a deep breath and feel his body light.

"We need to send more people!"

"That's right." Elliot nodded, agreeing with the idea.

For those foolish natives of the material plane, the so-called transaction is just the beginning. As long as they rely on these things to gain more support, what will follow will be endless plunder.

Fair trade is about gaining leverage.

Victory belongs only to the strong.

“But we don’t have enough.”

"No, we have a lot of them," Mag said seriously, "some people who have different voices from us, and they are willing to sacrifice themselves to make contributions."

"To allow shadows to cover the material plane."

"Yes, long live the shadow."

(End of this chapter)