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“Yes, it was him. It seems the other party came prepared.” In his heart, Chen Mo was also wondering whether this Priest Blake was sent by the *** Lord to trap him.
“What does the other party want to do? I think that the Lord must have expended a great deal of resources, and it couldn’t have been just to blow off steam,” said Priest Blake, staring at Chen Mo, utterly unconcerned about his own situation.
“Fine, I keep my word,” Duke Frost pressed down his shock and confusion. He knew that Earl Zijing had paid a huge price, for even his spirits had just dipped in that instant.
“Good!” Chen Mo agreed resolutely. If the other party dared to break their word, he would kill this Priest Blake immediately.
“Look, will this do?” Chen Mo took out a Gene Decryption Device and handed it to Duke Frost, then tensed up, ready to strike if the other party reneged on their word.
“How can you guarantee it?” Chen Mo stared at him, his tone carrying a hint of menace.
“If I bought the materials, are you sure you could help me?” Chen Mo sighed helplessly; he could only buy peace now.
“So, what are you going to do next?”
“It’s a threat, definitely a threat. I didn’t expect the *** Lord to have a 6th tier hero under him.”
“I…” Duke Frost opened his mouth, but was unable to help.
“I’ve changed it, now is it okay?” Chen Mo’s mind shifted, realizing the other party wasn’t a man of the *** Lord; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so shocked.
“I have no way out; the other party is too powerful. Unless you can find a Divine Servant Level Transcendent, I’d advise you to hand over the item. After all, if that Lord truly made a move, you wouldn’t stand a chance,” Duke Frost finally added.
“I have nothing to guarantee, if you trust me help me, if not, just leave,” Duke Frost also felt that something was amiss.
“You aren’t supposed to know this, obviously you have failed in your task this time,” Chen Mo quickly changed the topic, his murderous intent gradually subsiding.
[***: Put it up for auction, just go buy it]
[Second Ring Task: Get Blake Frost to use the Gene Decryption Device for you, Reward: S-level Bloodline · Three-eyed Tribe]
[You have exceeded the first ring task]
[Zijing Immortal: Thanks, senior]
[Zijing Immortal: Senior, are you asleep?]
[Zijing Immortal: I’ve decided, then please bother you, senior]
[Zijing Immortal: Earlier you said if I gave you all the Divine Artifacts, you’d cover me for the task, is that true?]
Duke Frost looked at the Gene Decryption Device, his expression one of shock: “This is impossible, how could you possibly have a Gene Decryption Device, no one can make one now, not even me unless I had enough industrial capability.”
Duke Frost clearly sensed Chen Mo’s reluctant tone and eventually nodded: “It’s possible.”
Such as cutting off water source, destroying food, these were enough to plunge the entire territory into dire straits.
Priest Blake had been unconscious for a long time, and even this action did not awaken him.
Chen Mo was also at a loss, after all, the other party had no patience anymore, having placed such a big object next to his bed; what resistance could he offer? The next step might just be to hang him on the wall.
But to say the truth, he really was threatened by the other party, now he could hang this Priest Blake on his bedpost, tomorrow he could hang his head on the city wall.
Of course, he thought too much, instead treating Duke Frost’s words as a further threat.
The other party was really shameless, not showing any noble demeanor, using such crude methods.
Then immediately opened the auction house and withdrew the originally posted materials, only leaving an item named Gene Decryption Device, this thing was priced as all Divine Artifacts.
And if that wasn’t the case, how could he possibly return intact? Given the other party’s greedy nature, what should have returned wasn’t Priest Blake, but parts of him.
After realizing there was no more threat, he slowly took it down, opened the sack, and inside was a naked man. At a glance, he didn’t recognize him, but upon a closer look, wasn’t this that Priest Blake?
More importantly, since they didn’t even meet the other party, it was impossible to negotiate. The other party’s motive was clear, they just wanted to force them to death.
The bulging sack, with its unknown contents, had him scrambling to light the oil lamp for illumination.
The reply was just one word, but clearly, the other party wasn’t likely to cheat him.
He only remembered closing and opening his eyes, then he saw Chen Mo.
Seeing the rewards for the penultimate second-ring task, Chen Mo knew that neither the Priest Blake nor that Noble had deceived him, which allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief—at least he hadn’t lost both money and people.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have enough authority; otherwise, he could have accessed the leaderboards or initiated some kind of investigation.
But clearly, he didn’t dare because he had thought the Noble would play by the rules, but now it seemed that the Noble didn’t care about the rules at all. Otherwise, how could he commit acts that violated the Noble Code?
On the chat channel, Chen Mo looked at the words he had typed, which were utterly humiliating.
Meanwhile, Priest Blake, also known as Duke Frost, slowly awoke and was startled by the light of the oil lamp and the sight of Chen Mo, “How come I am here?”
Otherwise, how could he willingly endure such humiliation?
Though he wanted to assertively say, “I would not scheme with the likes of you!”
So he thought, since he had lost, he must at least secure the S-level Three-eyed Clan bloodline—otherwise it would be a heavy loss.
Thus, he found it challenging to gauge the situation with this hero unit with zero loyalty.
Therefore, the bloodline quest chain was likely to remain incomplete; to complete it, he would have to surrender the Divine Artifact, otherwise, he would remain stuck at the first ring.
He understood that he had touched upon some core secret of Earl Zijing, which explained the opposition’s unusual response.
He might have despised the opponent, but since the opponent was stronger, he had no choice but to endure under the circumstances.
He knew that only a sixth-tier could place someone so easily beside his bed without alerting him.
This indirectly proved that Priest Blake wasn’t an ally of his enemy, as just now, his loyalty had risen at an unimaginable rate, reaching 50 points. Once completed, he might not only acquire the S-level bloodline but also a fifth-tier hero unit, one with complete loyalty.
The next moment, the Gene Decryption Device was transferred into his inventory, and he also saw a significant loss of attributes on his own attribute panel due to the absence of the Divine Artifact.
For now, it was just blocking the materials needed by the Gene Decryption Device, but if it came down to it, things would turn even more severe.
Who else could it be? As a Legendary being, he didn’t even know how he had been knocked unconscious or how he returned.
That is to say, another unnamed Noble was targeting Earl Zijing deliberately because he had something that even that powerful Noble coveted.
That night, Chen Mo, who was soundly asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Although somewhat unimpressive, he was indeed a legitimate fifth-tier Lord.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a dark object hanging above his bed, almost giving him a fright, until he realized it was a sack.
Because his hair, eyebrows, and beard had all been shaved, he hadn’t recognized him at first glance.
Because of loyalty reasons, Chen Mo would definitely not open up those permissions to him, especially for events; who knows what could happen if he found out about ongoing events.
The reason was simple, with no value left, there was no need to maintain any semblance of goodwill.
At that moment, Chen Mo directly confronted him.
After asking the question, he calmed down, “It was done by the Lord opposing you, Earl, wasn’t it?”
This was the difference in power.
That made Chen Mo treat him as a spy who had come to sabotage his Divine Artifact deliberately.
This made Chen Mo’s face alternate between shades of green and white.
Previously, he had indeed considered replacing him, but from the recent behavior, that unknown Lord was too inscrutable, and choosing Earl Zijing seemed a safer bet, with fewer variables.
If he bought it, then all his Divine Artifacts would be transferred as funds to the other party.
How could it be possible to serve him with loyalty reset to zero? It wasn’t possible.
Finally, Chen Mo gritted his teeth; successful or not, he considered it as paying for his life.