But it was even more eerie.
This transformation was clearly not as easy.
After silently observing for nearly an hour, the energy inside the Mud Worm was still fluctuating violently.
Like a stove ignited and doused with gasoline, it was burning madly.
Muddy bubbles surged up, and the surrounding water temperature noticeably increased.
Many small fish living in the mud each flipped belly up to the surface.
With a slight sense, Lear shook his head.
At this rate of transformation, it will take more ti to complete.
Just then, a buzzing sound of wings fluttering suddenly arose in the sky.
Lear looked up, only to see a group of Crimson Wasps with blood spots on their bodies flying in from afar.
The swarm did not return carrying a large number of corpses as usual but carried a huge, strange black spider.
Its lower body was a spider’s, and the upper body was human.
The surface was covered with black spots, and the spider’s body grew tiny hairs, giving an eerie chill.
The swarm landed, placing the spider-human on the ground.
The Queen Bee buzzed its wings approaching Lear.
Their thoughts flowed out.
In an instant, Lear turned his head in surprise towards the spider-human standing over 3 ters on the ground.
"Are you here to trade with Weilu City?"
The spider-human, looking in their early twenties and with a face full of black spots, stepped forward and elegantly said, with a hand on chest in respect.
"Yes, sir... the Priest foretold yesterday that a powerful force has erged in the Swamp."
"You have the items we need."
"So I stayed where your subordinates appeared, seeking trade with you."
No lie.
Lear raised a brow, concentrated on the counterpart, and their attributes appeared in his mind.
Spider Boggart, Level: 11, Potential: 3 Stars, Racial Talent: Weaving Death Net, Skills: Hunting Net, Corrosive Poison, Spider Web Trap.
Level?
"How can I believe you? You should know in the Wilderness, it’s difficult for species to coexist peacefully."
The Spider Boggart spoke solemnly.
"Sir, to gain your friendship, we’re willing to show the utmost sincerity... This is our gift to you."
With that, they took a pouch from their waist and offered it with both hands.
Lear’s gaze shifted slightly.
The black cloak behind him quietly unfurled, and a mist transford into an arm, taking the pouch from the counterpart’s hands.
He opened it directly.
Clink, clink~
A pile of golden, coin-sized tals fell onto the grass.
The sound of collision was crisp.
Gold?
Lear’s eyes focused, but he imdiately dismissed the thought.
After the golden tals fell, the surrounding magic energy noticeably agitated.
Beca more active.
That’s not a trait of Gold.
He focused more closely.
Refined Gold
[Level]: Special
[Traits]: Used for crafting weapons, greatly enhancing weapon performance.
[Evaluation]: A by-product of gold veins, very scarce and incredibly rare.
Seeing the attributes panel in his mind, Lear’s breath froze.
Refined Gold?!
These are fad alongside Mithril!
And looking at this, there are at least two to three hundred Gold Coins, weighing ten pounds!
Ten pounds?!!
After confirming, as Lear looked at the Spider Boggart again, he suddenly felt a rich aura hit him.
Refined Gold is typically used as an additive in weapon crafting; a thumb-sized piece can greatly enhance weapon performance.
These ten pounds can forge hundreds of High Tier Equipnt.
The value is imasurable.
This is almost a treasure kept by all major forces, not for sale.
This gift is quite generous.
"Sir, this is our Night Shadow Clan’s sincerity..."
"Now, are you interested in discussing our transaction?"
Interested, absolutely interested.
Lear had to admit, the counterpart knew how to do business.
He liked dealing with this kind of person.
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