The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Two black tokens immediately appeared above the window of the small room.

“Please take the tokens. When you leave, crush the tokens, and you will be automatically teleported back here. Then leave on your own.”

Dore sighed with some emotion. These veteran Level 9s really think things through, even having such safety measures.

It wouldn't be difficult for me to make something like this, but it's rare to consider things so thoroughly. If I were in charge of the black market, I would just scan a large area with my mental power. Anyone who dares to act recklessly would be blasted to death with a lightning spell. No one would dare to be presumptuous again next time.

He picked up the two tokens and left the doorway.

After examining the tokens carefully, he understood immediately.

A miniature positioning array, a small teleportation array. The teleportation range is only a few kilometers. Nothing special. The most amazing thing is that the cost of this thing isn't high. That's the real deal.

Dore felt a bit curious.

The world is vast, and full of wonders.

He stepped inside and found that the ice field was now filled with many large tents. The tents were all open, with signs hanging on them. The layout here, besides being a bit more upscale, was just like when he had wandered the black market in Domon County.

Aisley was also curious at this time. It was her first time coming to the black market, and she found it very novel.

“So the black market is like this, a mobile market?”

Dore said as he walked, “Yes, you could say that. It's a market not protected by law. Those who come here either really have a need or have the strength. Ordinary people wouldn't want to trade here. More wizards prefer private transactions between friends.”

Aisley smiled slightly and said, “Then which one are we? Would this be called having a need?”

Dore nodded. “Actually, I already have enough of some things, even too much. But high-strength materials, you can never have too few. The more, the better.”

Aisley nodded. She glanced around and suddenly pointed in one direction, surprised. “Dore, that black doorway says 'Selling Large Quantities of Meteorite Iron.' Want to go take a look?”

Dore only glanced at it before his lips twitched. What a coincidence, the aura emanating from that tent belonged to none other than the Chaos Demon Lord.

He thought for a moment and said, “Then let's go take a look. I want to see how much he has. What does 'large quantities' mean?”

After Dore came in, people continued to enter one after another.

No matter where they came from, they would eventually be teleported here and then enter from here.

Although the ice field was small, only a few square kilometers, it was still very spacious with so few people.

When Dore came in, the Level 7, Level 8, and Level 9 wizards had already arrived. They occupied almost the central position and had already set up their tents.

Those who came in later were setting up their tents, doing the work before opening for business.

Dore glanced around. It turned out that the entrance was not only a place to pay, but also a place to rent tents. He had made a miscalculation. He should have rented a tent and sold some potions or something.

But it wouldn't hurt to take a stroll first and see what's available.

Aisley walked around, looking left and right, feeling that everything was novel, while also being vigilant about her surroundings.

Dore found it a bit amusing. What was there to be vigilant about? With him here, who could do anything to them?

They passed a few tents and soon arrived at the entrance of the black tent.

This tent was very, very large, three times the size of other people's tents. The entrance was naturally very large as well. At this time, there was only one person inside, manipulating mental power to arrange things.

As soon as Dore walked to the entrance, that person immediately turned his head sharply, his pupils shrinking, looking at Dore.

This was the first time Dore had seen the Chaos Demon Lord in person. Last time during the sneak attack, he only saw a cloud of black mist. This time he was seeing the real person.

A tall old man with a face full of horizontal lines, and a pair of triangular eyes that were particularly fierce.

The two looked at each other, and the fierce old man looked at Dore warily.

Dore only glanced at the other party before his lips curled into a smile. “How much meteorite iron do you have? I'll buy it all.”

The Chaos Demon Lord looked at Dore, his lips twitching slightly. Buy it all? He wasn't afraid of biting off more than he could chew. He paused slightly before saying, “I only trade, not sell. This Demon Lord needs various negative emotions above Level 7 and various dark-attribute materials, abyssal demon qi, evil qi, crimson black mist, and so on.”

Dore was definitely a white wizard, and the Chaos Demon Lord didn't plan to trade with him at all, so he made such a request.

Dore was speechless when he heard this.

These things were all top-notch dark-attribute materials. Unless one was a dedicated dark-attribute wizard and lived in a special place for many years, they couldn't get them at all. This guy definitely didn't want to trade with him.

He glanced at the Chaos Demon Lord and said, “If you do business like this, I'm afraid you won't have any friends.”

The Chaos Demon Lord was somewhat wary of Dore, raising his eyebrows slightly. “This Demon Lord doesn't need friends. If you have it, trade. If you don't, get out.”

Dore's eyebrows flashed with anger. A defeated opponent actually dared to be so arrogant?

At this time, Aisley pulled his arm.

Dore's expression softened. He looked at the other party and slowly opened his mouth. “I hope I can run into you outside.”

After saying that, he turned and left gracefully.

Inside the tent, the Chaos Demon Lord's expression twitched, his face extremely ugly. This damn white wizard.

But he wasn't worried about being found. The extreme north ice field was too big. Finding him was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Once he left here, the sky was the limit. How could he find him?

He hadn't even considered the consequences of the sneak attack on Dore.

Walking out of the tent, Aisley breathed a sigh of relief. If these two fought, this place would probably be gone.

Although she hadn't seen a true Level 9 expert take action, she also knew that a Level 9's attack would definitely be earth-shattering.

“Dore, I've noticed that you're more irritable now.”

Dore patted Aisley on the shoulder and said, “He ambushed me yesterday and almost succeeded.”

Aisley's face changed. “Then why didn't you kill him?”

Dore's lips twitched when he heard this. You just said I was irritable, and now you're saying this. Girl, your changes are a bit fast.

“He teleported away directly. I didn't have time to catch up. Don't worry, I've already remembered him.”

Aisley hummed, indicating she understood.

She now deeply knew that her strength was low and she couldn't help Dore with anything, and her heart was filled with guilt.

Dore could already fight against Level 9s, but she hadn't even reached Level 7 yet. It was truly embarrassing.

…

Just as the two walked out of the Chaos Demon Lord's tent, the people in the two surrounding tents simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

One was the owner here, Terror Ivan, and the other was the nearby Ice God Lord.

The Ice God Lord sensed the power of the storm on Dore, which was the same as the storm elves in the distance, but with some slight differences. But overall, the artistic conception felt almost the same. She also sensed the power of fire on the little woman next to him, and the purity was very high. These two, she didn't know where these experts came from, but in terms of power, they definitely belonged to members of a large force and couldn't be rogue cultivators.

She and Terror Ivan quickly communicated, and the two were at a loss.

The number of Level 9s in the world was limited. Where did these two come from? Or was it that a Level 9 force wanted to move in here?