Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 104 Bloodthirsty Heart
The transaction continued, her face obscured by the shadow of her hood. A woman who looked like a "craftsman" behind her pointed to the two boxes at her feet, just like she did at every previous gathering.

"This time I have two weapons with extraordinary effects. They are both suitable for close-range carrying. Their advantages are concealed, lightweight, and inconspicuous."

"One is the 'Explosion Gloves'. They allow the holder to master the ability to unleash all of their strength in a single strike. However, they also have certain physical requirements. They need to be able to withstand the attack, otherwise they cannot be used multiple times in a short period of time."

"It'll last two years, and it's 300 pounds."

What is One-Sword Shura? In this extraordinary world, after getting rid of the embarrassing situation of low sequence, there won’t be people who only care about hand-to-hand combat. Philip listened to the other party’s description and immediately lost interest in this so-called weapon.

Unless they are extraordinary people of the "Fortune Teller" or "Mystery Peeper" path, they are auxiliary and will need something like this to help protect themselves, but the better choice is to grab a lot of them.

The woman continued, "The second weapon is called 'Bloodthirsty Heart.' It grants the user a speed boost and allows them to condense black energy into wings, allowing them to fly for a short period of three minutes at a maximum speed of ten meters per second."

"If used during a full moon, the flight speed and duration will be increased by approximately 50%. During this time, you can also summon multiple illusory vampire bats to fight."

hiss~
Philip was instantly attracted to this extraordinary weapon. Now he still had 1500 pounds on him, so it was not difficult to get it. Except for the slightly disgusting entry that the flying ability would be enhanced under the full moon, everything else was perfect.

However, the lady immediately poured cold water on the crowd who were about to start bidding: "But the effect of this extraordinary weapon only lasts for half a year, and each time it is used, it needs to be supplied with fresh blood from the body. As long as you are not afraid of death, theoretically, it can be used multiple times in a short period of time."

"900 pounds, or the 'barbarian' potion formula. The latter needs to make up the difference, but it won't be much."

Six months from now, considering I could be promoted to a "Zombie" in the next two months, it wouldn't matter if this thing lost its effectiveness. By then, I might even be preparing to be promoted to a "Wrathful Spirit" if I had the money.
While Philip was thinking, a man sitting on the edge of the sofa had already made an offer, "Bloodthirsty Heart, 900 pounds."

Transactions approaching four figures are rare at gatherings of extraordinary people of this level, so even if most people are tempted, they are limited by their financial resources, or they have enough assets but do not carry enough cash, so they have to miss out on this good thing.

But Philip naturally didn't have such worries. Even if he did, it was only after purchasing this extraordinary weapon, so he immediately followed the other party's price, "920 pounds."

1000 pounds.

This was the bottom line he had set for himself. If he continued to charge a premium, there would be no need. In terms of speed alone, the "Werewolf" was not slow. Even the "Zombie" whose full speed was enough to rival a steam train could not crush the former.

So the only thing that attracted Philip was flying.

When faced with certain emergencies, special terrain, or when someone who can fly treats themselves as landlubbers, the power of flight is undoubtedly infinite. It would be great if the "Flame Gloves" were completely focused on long-range attacks, but unfortunately the only thing that really has anything to do with long-range attacks is Fireball. Otherwise, I could have saved the money. Well, if I have to eliminate them in the future, these crappy gloves will definitely be the first to be eliminated.
At the edge of the couch, the man from before didn't show any fear and immediately responded, "950 pounds."

Philip's brows raised slightly. He had already set a bottom line for himself in his heart, and he did not show any emotion. He said calmly, "980 pounds."

After hearing the offer, the man clenched his fists and remained silent for more than ten seconds before finally patting his thigh. He leaned back slightly and said with a hint of reluctance, "Okay, you win."

After the two people finished bidding, the woman selling the extraordinary weapon looked around and confirmed that no one else was bidding. Without hesitation, she handed the box next to her right foot to the waiter who came over.

After experiencing the shrinkage of his assets, Philip finally no longer has to feel embarrassed about carrying a suitcase like before. The capacity of his wallet and pockets is enough to fill with 1500 pounds in cash, and there is even a lot of space left.

After counting the cash and handing it to the waiter to pass it on to the lady, Philip also got the box, opened it, and saw the fist-sized translucent heart inside.

The fluid inside the heart flowed with its own beating. Philip looked at this difficult-to-evaluate scene, raised his head, and asked concisely and without any emotion: "How should it be used specifically?"

"Pour your blood on it, wait for it to glow red, and then touch it directly with your body."

Philip nodded slightly when he heard this, and without asking any more questions, he silently closed the box and placed it on his thigh, resting his hands on it naturally, and ignored the vague glances that were cast at him.

The subsequent transactions continued smoothly. Although many of them ended in failure, this did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm at all. Philip, who was involved in the transaction, also bundled the formulas of "The Singer" and "The Prayer" together and prepared to sell them, but because no one responded, it ended in failure.

This was expected. Philip had not expected the formula to be sold so smoothly. After reviewing his needs and the level of the extraordinary person in front of him, he could only continue to issue the commission to acquire Russell's diary.

Finding Qilingos's whereabouts was far too difficult for a Low-Sequence Beyonder. He couldn't really invest any more of his remaining money, so he had to keep some in case of an emergency.

As for Lanevus, rashly issuing a commission to find this "swindler" would expose his connection to the Tingen incident, making it unnecessary.

It has to be on the right platform, such as the Tarot Club. After Philip recalled all the methods in his mind, he found that the Tarot Club is still the safest and most concealed channel.

Sigh, I hope Mr. Fool can get what he wants in a few years, so that I can reach the High Sequence and become a Demigod. Then, if things go wrong, I will just bow down and surrender. No matter what happens, I won't lose my life. After all, I will be valuable enough by then.

(End of this chapter)