Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 392 - 153 Sacred Skill - Angel’s Stab

Dark Market.

After gathering supplies in the Magic Forest for several days, Carl once again came to the Dark Market.

CLANG...

Blacksmith Gando stopped his work. He looked at the pile of meat presented before him, his gaze inadvertently stirring.

"Young man, your curiosity is indeed strong, but there’s nothing I can tell you about the Gods." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

He had to admit that over the centuries, countless people had come before him, though not many had left an impression. Carl undoubtedly was one of them. Strength was one aspect. The key was that Carl always brought a large quantity of flesh and blood. This was a great temptation to Gando, who urgently needed nutritional replenishment to resist the devouring force. But regarding the Gods... he indeed had nothing to say.

"Senior," Carl bowed, "this time I’ve come to inquire about where I can obtain Holy Skills."

"Just pointing me in the right direction will do. Regardless of the outcome, this fine meat is yours, Senior."

Everyone who came to the Dark Market would come to ’pay homage’ to this great Third-tier existence. With his perception, he could definitely ’see’ a person’s strength. If anyone in the market could provide Carl with useful clues, Gando was definitely the first choice.

"Holy Skills?" Gando thought for a moment, then replied, "The treasure vaults of several Dukes, the underground chamber of the Rose Chapel, the Holy Hall, and the core areas of a few Forgotten Cities should all have them."

"..." Carl spoke dryly, "Is there no other place?"

The locations mentioned not only contained Holy Skills but also various treasures, including Great Divine Grace, but he couldn’t possibly enter them.

"HEH HEH..." Gando grinned, his abundant hair swayed, and his eyes fell into contemplation. "Let me think... let me think... Hmm! There’s a man known as the Flame Knight who might have some clues. You can go and ask him. I remember now—Flame Knight Graindel. However, the Holy Skills he possesses might not suit you."

"Hmm?" Carl looked up. "Holy Skills can be suitable or unsuitable?"

"Of course," Gando shrugged. "Most Holy Skills are bestowed by the Divines upon their own Guardians, corresponding to the Magic Door the Guardians follow. For example, Holy Skills bestowed by the Sea God are almost impossible for the Fire God’s Guardians to grasp. Even if they are Guardians of the same Divine, the Holy Skills may not necessarily be interchangeable. Of course, most Guardians can cultivate the majority of Holy Skills; it’s just that... they can’t reach a very powerful level, that’s all."

Carl understood. Witchcraft was similar. Wizards of the Natural School could also master Shadow Series witchcraft, but they would definitely not be as adept as Wizards specializing in the Shadow Series. Some special witchcraft even required particular preconditions, for instance, the transformation spell of Bloodline Wizards.

Just what Holy Skills are compatible with the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique? Do I really have to go to the Holy Hall?

As thoughts churned, Carl bowed and spoke, "I’ll go and inquire right away."

He had walked the three streets of the Dark Market numerous times and knew what each stall sold like the back of his hand. The merchant Mei Lun was undoubtedly the most well-informed among them.

"Flame Knight Graindel?" Mei Lun, a lean little old man from Duke Olaf’s Territory, shook his head lightly upon hearing the name. "He was in the market the day before yesterday, but he has already left."

"Gone?" Carl’s face changed slightly. "Where to?"

"Freedom Port," Mei Lun pointed outside. "The City Lord of the City of Death issued a notice to investigate the whereabouts of the Evil God in Freedom Port. The reward is three drops of Demigod’s blood."

"Hmm?" Carl was taken aback. "Wasn’t it two Supreme-grade Dharma Seals?"

In the center of the market stood a tall, thick stone pillar, with various quests engraved upon it. The task to investigate the Evil God in Freedom Port had always been listed there, but Carl remembered the reward being two Supreme-grade Dharma Seals. Involving an Evil God meant great risks; for a Great Knight, it was almost a one-way street to death. Mere Supreme-grade Dharma Seals held no allure for those in the market, so the task had remained unaccepted. But it seemed the situation had changed.

"It was modified the day before yesterday," Mei Lun shrugged. "These past two days, many people have left the Dark Market, all heading for this very quest. If I had the strength, I’d go join the excitement too. Demigod’s blood, ah!"

So-called Demigod’s blood was the blood of a Duke. It could allow a Great Knight to break through to the Legendary Knight realm. The Death Knights serving City Lord Mei Weiya of the City of Death were Great Knights who had received her bestowed blood. Three drops of Demigod’s blood could theoretically create three Legendary Knights, making it many times more potent than Supreme-grade Dharma Seals. Just the fact that advancing to Legendary status extended one’s lifespan to two hundred years was enough to drive any Great Knight mad.

No wonder! It seems Mei Weiya is in a rush too. As long as the Evil God lurking in Freedom Port remained unresolved, the City of Death’s fish supply couldn’t be met. Without sufficient food, the population naturally struggled to increase. And Mei Weiya couldn’t easily leave the City of Death, so she had others investigate the location of the Evil God’s true body. Knowing the Evil God’s location, she could make a quick trip to resolve the trouble without her own strength being greatly weakened. It just so happened that the Dark Market was being held within the City of Death, attracting experts from all regions and increasing the chances of finding an answer.

Hmm... Because of the world’s rules, the Evil God’s strength couldn’t possibly be Second Order. If its location were known, Mei Weiya, being Second Order herself, could indeed resolve the issue quickly. But then... you just had to change the reward now? Right when I’ve gathered enough supplies from the Magic Forest, you draw everyone away.

"HUFF!" Carl took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration in his heart.

No worries! I still have other options.