armyinform Chapter 266 means I need to pay more.
Chapter 266 means I need to pay more.
Chapter 266 means I need to pay more.
In the main city of the Chosen, a man and a woman suddenly appeared in the central square.
They made no attempt to hide their gazes, looking around at the scenery of the main city. They seemed to be visiting the main city for the first time, but unlike the newcomers, their eyes showed no shock, only calmness and simple appreciation.
This left the surrounding brokers perplexed, unsure whether they were genuine newcomers or seasoned veterans who had seen it all, so no one dared to approach them.
There are plenty of genuine newbies out there, so why bother looking for two people who might be trolling?
After pretending to observe for a while, Mo Di still couldn't get anyone to take the initiative to speak to him, so he shook his head and sighed inwardly.
"The world is going to the dogs. I'm such a newbie standing here, and no one's even offering to be my tour guide. People's hearts have really gone to waste."
Before logging into the main city, he went to the forum to gather information and learned that some people would specialize in targeting newcomers to earn commissions, and might even threaten newcomers to join their organization.
Upon learning of this, Modi became interested and risked his life to see what was going on.
Unfortunately, those people were still too cautious.
"But to be honest, this Chosen One capital city is pretty good. It has a unique style and diverse architecture, giving it a Frankenstein's monster beauty," he commented.
It features modern office buildings, magical mage towers, and pavilions reminiscent of fantasy novels—a veritable hodgepodge that reflects the diverse backgrounds of the chosen ones.
Su Youli gazed at a tall building not far away and suddenly said, "That's the headquarters of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs in the main city. I wonder how many game coins they spent to buy such a large piece of land."
"I estimate quite a lot... Speaking of which, I also have a considerable amount of game currency, all of which I earned from selling knowledge of mysticism a while ago."
Modi glanced at his wallet, glancing at the numerous zeros at the back, but ignored them.
With his vast knowledge, he could make a fortune even by selling just a portion of it; if he applied that knowledge to real-world situations, he could earn even more.
"The prices in the Chosen City must be high, but luckily we don't need them for now. Let's go to the Continental Hotel to find the Darklight Council members."
The Continental Hotel is located on the west side of the square, standing at a three-way intersection. Compared to the surrounding buildings with their distinct styles, it looks inconspicuous, but no chosen one dares to underestimate it.
Behind it stands more than one force, such as the Pain Council, the Brotherhood of the Crucible, the Beacon Legion, and so on. It can be said that this is a platform jointly created by many forces.
Besides selling intelligence, the mainland hotel also frequently issues bounties for neutral forces or lone wolves to carry out tasks such as assassinating specific targets, forming convoys to enter dungeons, and attacking enemy forces' bases.
jingle.
The door opened automatically, and a waiter standing by greeted them with a smile.
"Welcome, gentlemen. Are you here to collect the bounty, or is there something else?"
Modi stepped forward, glanced at the room layout, and said, "Room 1408, the council should have made a reservation for us."
Upon hearing this, the waiter paused for a moment, then smiled even more warmly and gestured for the waiter to proceed.
"So it's Lord Styx. The councilors are already waiting for you two in room 1408. Please follow me."
The waiter was polite and his behavior was impeccable. Under his guidance, Mo Di and his companion walked deeper into the Continental Hotel.
As they walked, the two looked around at the hotel's layout.
"As expected of a platform jointly built by various capital sources, I saw hundreds of protective, anti-prophecy, and anti-curse magic arrays on this one floor alone. Even some of the decorations are extraordinary items."
Mo Di sighed, and Su Youli nodded in agreement, "It's really extravagant."
The two followed the waiter, turning left and right, until they reached a room deep inside the building before stopping.
"Guests, we have arrived."
The waiter opened the door for them and waited patiently to the side without saying a word.
Mo Di and Su Youli exchanged a glance and went inside one after the other.
Room 1408 was a spacious conference room with a round table inside. Seven people, all members of the Paiguang Council, were sitting around the table.
With just a glance, Modi was certain that these seven people were all extraordinary individuals skilled in the arts of light, and that their status in this pathway was equivalent to that of the fourth leader of the Foundation in the Foundation Realm, each of them being an A-level Chosen One.
"Everyone, we're not late, are we?" Modi smiled kindly and found a chair to sit down.
Su Youli followed him and sat next to him. Across from them were the seven members of the Dark Light Council, clearly divided into different groups.
"Of course it's not late; in fact, you two arrived at just the right time," said the councilor sitting in the middle of the seven.
The seven councilors had different expressions: some were stern, some had gentle smiles, and some were casting scrutinizing glances... Without exception, they all exuded a fiery aura, with a glint of light in their eyes.
It wasn't that they were deliberately targeting them, but rather that their practice of light techniques had become so ingrained that the echoes had seeped into their very bones, inadvertently revealing themselves when they walked, sat, or lay down.
Modi didn't care about that. After all, no matter how dazzling their light was, compared to him, it was like a firefly compared to the moon. He only needed to use a portion of his power to cover it up.
"Let's be frank, what exactly does the council want to trade with me?" he asked directly.
Instead of arguing for ages, it's better to ask directly. The other person is also a Chosen One, so they must understand this principle.
Among the seven, the leader of the councilors, who was also the speaker, slowly spoke up: "Alright, that's straightforward enough. Then I'll respectfully accept your offer."
"You two gentlemen must have both been to the final stop. In that case, I would like to ask if you have encountered this kind of statue?"
He took out a photo of a gray statue that had been blurred out.
Even though the statue was completely blurred, Mordy easily recognized it by its outline; it was none other than the angel statue he had encountered not long ago.
Sure enough, these old fogies were looking for the God of Light, but it was unclear what their purpose was in doing so.
Amidst his racing thoughts, Modi admitted, "I've seen it, and I even beat it up."
"Ah, I've seen it before... What do you mean you beat it up?"
The councilors were stunned for a moment, their eyes revealing disbelief.
They all knew that the angel statue was once a god of light who had attempted to ascend to godhood. Even if it failed, it should have retained a lot of power. How could a newly ascended god possibly match it?
Unless, of course, it wasn't a newly promoted god who made the move, but rather an established deity.
Upon reflection, the councilors felt deeply frustrated, realizing they had fallen into the trap of habitual thinking.
Because we've only just entered the mid-game, we naturally assumed the opponent was a new god, but we didn't expect to make such a mistake.
Although the speaker appeared expressionless, he was far from calm inside.
However, at least he did encounter fallen gods, so perhaps he has what we are looking for.
With that in mind, the Speaker said again, "I see. I wonder if you obtained anything special from it?"
"Something special? Please tell me more about it."
"For example, something like this."
The speaker raised a hand, and a ball of light emitting an eerie color appeared in his hand.
This eerie light gave Mordy a familiar feeling, and in an instant, the power of the Seraphim within him began to stir like a shark smelling blood.
Suppressing the turmoil within him, Modi remained silent, looking at the Speaker and waiting for him to continue.
"If Your Excellency possesses this item, I am willing to exchange it for it in the name of the Parliament, using all available resources," the Speaker continued.
Modi remained silent, tapping his fingers lightly on the round table, producing a rhythmic, crisp sound.
The members of the Darklight Council are all followers of the God of Light, and they travel to various realms, seemingly trying to create a God of Light who meets their requirements...
Could it be that they want to use the Evolution game to recreate the God of Light?
If this is indeed the case, then their retrieval of the Seraphim's power should also serve this plan.
He thought of the Candlelight Society that had emerged in Itniti. That secret society had been identified as a remnant of the God of Light, and he wondered if there was any connection between the two forces.
As Mordi pondered, the councilors opposite him were filled with mixed emotions, wondering what he was up to and why he had been silent for so long.
"Those chosen to be deified during this period are indeed extraordinary individuals; they can put so much pressure on us." The Speaker's Adam's apple bobbed, and he didn't dare to breathe.
He's been silent for so long, it seems he must possess the power of Radiant Legacy. I just don't know if he'll be willing to trade... Oh well, the Candlelight Society's aid is almost here anyway, I'll offer a price first and see if I can provoke him."
Gritting his teeth, he took the initiative and said, "Lord Styx, the council is willing to offer one legendary quality item plus three epic quality items in exchange for the Radiant Legacy in your possession."
Wow, that's generous!
Modi raised an eyebrow. To be honest, the Paiguang Council truly lived up to its reputation as a powerful and long-standing force. They could casually produce one legendary item and three epic items, showing their immense wealth and influence.
"The terms sound very good."
Modi nodded slightly. The speaker was secretly pleased and thought to himself that there was hope. But then he heard him say, "However, I risked my life to snatch this glorious legacy from that statue."
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The sudden turn of events gave the lawmakers a jolt of surprise.
The speaker took a deep breath and asked, "What do you mean?"
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"...Not enough money, we need to add more." Modi smiled slightly, "One legendary item and five epic items, not limited to items and skills, I can choose the epic quality ones myself."
What a ridiculous demand! He asked for two extra epic items right off the bat. Does he think the Council's items and skills are wholesale?
The speaker narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then agreed, "Okay, deal."
Such a decisive move? It feels a bit too little.
Modi was surprised, rubbed his chin, and said, "Can I raise the price further?"
The councilors' faces darkened; they had never seen such a shameless deity. Gritting their teeth, they managed to utter, "No."
"What a pity, I shouldn't have agreed so quickly." Mordy shook his head and tore off a portion of the Seraphim's power from his body.
Seeing the eerie light emanating from his hand, the councilors widened their eyes, and the speaker, barely suppressing his excitement, exclaimed repeatedly, "This is it!"
Before they could even take a few glances, Modi abruptly withdrew the eerie light. "Cash on delivery. When will you be ready?"
The councilors exchanged glances, and finally the speaker made the decision: "Three days. Give us three days. In three days, we will return here to conduct the transaction."
Modi nodded, and without lingering, pulled the idle Su Youli offline.
A chosen one can stay in the main city for a maximum of one day at a time, and there is a cooldown period after logging off.
He didn't plan to stay in the main city for long, since there wasn't much to do there anyway.
Since you have time to wander around, why not contact the Blood God Child of Itnity and ask about the infiltration of the Central Plains kingdoms?
A day later, a message arrived from the Blood Sea: from the other side of the void, the Blood God Cult's spies in the Central Plains had sent back intelligence.
"Huh, there's really something fishy going on at that candlelight vigil. Such a large-scale mobilization of supplies, what are they planning to do?"
Su Youli looked at the intelligence in her hand with a puzzled expression.
Modi glanced at it and said nonchalantly, "Judging from the resources mobilized, half of them are used to manipulate space and set up teleportation arrays, which means they are obviously preparing for a large-scale interdimensional teleportation."
"As for what the destination is, it's estimated that the remaining half of the supplies will make up the majority."
"Why are you investigating this?" Su Youli asked again, then, remembering the transaction from a day ago, she suddenly realized, "Do you think...?"
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"The Dark Light Council and the Candlelight Society are in cahoots. Of course, this is just a conjecture based on the fact that they are both followers of the God of Light. As for the truth, we will have to wait for further infiltration."
Or try provoking the Darklight Council and see their reaction.
Since it's free, I might as well give it a try.
With this in mind, two days later, Mordi logged into the Chosen City once again.
His figure appeared out of thin air in the square. After looking at the surrounding buildings, he roughly determined his location and started walking towards the Continental Hotel.
This time, Su Youli did not come along. Instead, she stayed home to refine her sword, striving to integrate the Deathly Silence Light into the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword as soon as possible.
Modi had specifically conducted a simulation for her. If she succeeded, the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, combined with the Ice Soul Annihilation Divine Light, would be able to simulate the calamity of death and silence with a single swing, causing the life force of the area covered by the sword energy to be extinguished.
"We've arrived." Arriving at the entrance of the Continental Hotel with practiced ease, Mo Di nodded slightly to the waiter and strode towards room 1408.
Pushing open the door, the first thing he saw was the same seven old light bulbs as before.
The old light bulbs had rosy complexions, as if they had encountered some joyous occasion, and the light in their eyes overflowed uncontrollably.
For a moment, the room seemed to be filled with seven high-powered incandescent bulbs, bathed in a blinding white light.
Modi remained expressionless, pressed the light switch by the door, and turned off the light that was originally on in the room, making the room a little darker.
"Old Lamp... cough, I mean, members of the Darklight Council, have you prepared everything you promised me?"
Upon hearing his words, the Speaker suppressed his excitement, and the light in his eyes dimmed. "It's ready. This is the list of epic quality items. Please take a look."
Taking the list and glancing at it, Modi raised an eyebrow, his gaze settling on several skills listed.
"The Radiance Series Great Sun Palm, together with 'Radiance's First Appearance,' is truly derived from a single palm technique."
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