The Long Gone Beyonder Gathering

At eight in the evening, Ebner wore a hooded coat and an iron mask as he entered the apartment where Detective Isengard usually organized gatherings.

As he arrived late, the room was already filled with people.

Ebner took a few glances and realized that Ma'am Poison Rose, Ma'am Artisan Proxy, Black Snake, and Spider were all present. There were also some unfamiliar people. At the very least, he hadn't seen them in the few gatherings he had attended before he left Backlund.

Detective Isengard, who was disguised as Eye of Wisdom, looked at the clock in the room. Seeing that it was about time, he smiled and said, "Everyone is here today. You can begin."

The moment he said that the Artisan representative stood up and said,

"I'm selling a Beyonder item. Its name is' Confession ', and it's a revolver. It can add frost and black flames to the bullets that are shot out. When it's not used normally, this revolver can still remain autonomous. The negative effect is that every time it's used, it will be cursed by it. The starting effect is very mild, and it's almost undetectable. However, if we don't hold a purification ritual, as we continue using this revolver, the curse will deepen, and eventually, it will accumulate until it's difficult to return."

"It can also be used for two years. It's priced at 550 pounds, or it can be exchanged for the Barbarian potion formula."

Confession? From the looks of it, it's a Demoness's confession, right? Just the thought of it is terrifying. Ebner mumbled inwardly before thinking, "This Artisan agent's items are almost all time-effective, which means that they aren't made with Beyonder characteristics or Beyonder ingredients. It's more like she has the means to provide many Beyonder aura ingredients before getting the Artisan to use these ingredients that contain Beyonder auras to create items."

"What's the effect of the curse? Look at the name of this gun. Could it be that it's cursing me to 'fall in love' with it?" Just as Ebner was letting his imagination run wild, a somewhat familiar voice sounded from not far away.

Ebner looked toward the sound and saw a chubby-faced man raising his hand.

From his tone… Darkwill? Did he manage to sneak into the teacher's gathering so quickly?

Due to the obvious characteristics, Ebner recognized the chubby Apothecary he had met yesterday at a glance. He didn't dare to take a second look, lest someone noticed that he knew him. He turned his attention back to the Artisan agent lady.

"You're right. The curse's effect is to make you more inseparable from this revolver. When the curse erupts, the cursed person will devote all his heart and soul to it, and he will drink a gun and commit suicide. If you use it frequently, I suggest that you do a purification every month. It's best if someone supervises you because it will affect your judgment and make you not want to purify at all." The lady confirmed the Apothecary's words.

"Ah? Really? I… I was just spouting nonsense." The Apothecary was dumbfounded.

"560 pounds."

"580 pounds."

"590 pounds!"

…

As this revolver was indeed powerful and could save on demon hunting bullets, there were many people who participated in the bidding. In the end, it was bought by Black Snake for 625 pounds.

Following that, there were people seeking to purchase items, and there were people selling information. Although there were requests and needs, there weren't many deals that could be made. Even Eye of Wisdom, who was disguised as a teacher, offered a premium of 500 pounds to purchase the Hearts of Elder Tree. No one answered. Clearly, at a gathering of this level, Sequence 6 materials were still too rare.

Soon, it was Black Snake's turn to buy the confession revolver. He said in a deep voice, "I have a request. Someone in the dock area is inciting the workers to go on strike. I need someone to finish off the five representatives of the workers without alerting the official Beyonders. For this, I'm willing to pay 100 pounds. Mr. Eye of Wisdom will bear witness."

Detective Isengard frowned. He didn't wish to witness a murder, but just as he was about to refuse, he heard someone ask.

"Are those five representatives Beyonders?"

"No, those are just five ordinary people." Black Snake shook his head.

"A hundred pounds for killing five ordinary people? Are you really not pulling my leg?" The man scoffed.

"Perhaps you have misunderstood something. The 'solution' I'm talking about isn't killing those five people, but making them change their minds' naturally '. If it's just killing them, can't I do it myself?" Black Snake replied, emphasizing on' nature '.

If that's all, there's no harm in witnessing it… Upon hearing this, Detective Isengard swallowed his rejection.

"If it's to make a few ordinary people change their minds, I can do it," said Madam Poison Rose, who was sitting in the corner.

Ebner also took the opportunity to look at the lady who had previously bought his Seer formula and sold a Clown Beyonder characteristic to his teacher. He realized that she was panting slightly as she spoke, as though she was very tired.

The teacher did mention before that she seemed to be injured… but after more than a week, she still hadn't recovered? This injury was probably not simple.

Ebner glanced at Poison Rose thoughtfully. Seeing that she had signed a contract with Black Snake under his teacher's notary, he felt that if he didn't have other matters to investigate, he would've definitely gone to the dock area to watch. And there were probably many Beyonders present who would have such thoughts.

Ma'am Poison Rose doesn't seem to be afraid at all. I wonder which pathway she is from and what Sequence she is.

After the matter with Black Snake, the Apothecary suspected to be Darkwill stood up. He opened his hood, revealing his face that wore an iron-black mask. However, the mask only covered the area above the bridge of his nose, allowing the fat on his cheeks to clearly appear as though it was trembling.

"I have four bottles of precious medicine to sell. Two of them can effectively stop bleeding and promote the healing of wounds. Believe me, this is better than going to the clinic for suturing surgery. It will be effective for six months." The Apothecary took out a few bottles filled with liquid and introduced them.

"The other two bottles will have an effective period of one and a half months. It will allow a man to regain the impulse he had when he was seventeen or eighteen years old and become a Beyonder in bed. Hehe, you know what I mean. Even if it exceeds the effective period, it will still produce an effect. However, it will expand from there to his entire body. The user will become abnormally violent, and his strength, speed, and agility will greatly increase. Uh, he will fall into weakness half an hour later."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into momentary silence. It was not until half a minute later that Madam Poison Rose said, "I want those two bottles of Healing Potion. Name a price."

"Don't you want these two bottles of Berserk Potion? If you buy them together, I'll give you a discount!" Apothecary asked with a smile.

"No! If you continue talking nonsense, I won't even buy those two bottles of Healing Potion." Lady Poison Rose snorted.

"Alright, alright. Twenty pounds a bottle," the Apothecary said helplessly.

Following that, after a few more deals, it was finally Ebner's turn. He took out three low-level charms, namely the Slumber Charm, the underwater breathing charm, and the Courage Charm. This gave him a total of 60 pounds.

Speaking of which, these three charms weren't made by praying to deities. Instead, they were made by praying to the "Unknown Lands" and praying to the Eye of Pure White for their powers. The difference was that doing so had almost no cost because there was no need to sacrifice the corresponding spiritual materials to please the deities.

Of course, the shortcomings were also very obvious. Firstly, the ability to bestow the charm had to be completely analyzed by the Eye of Pure White. Secondly, the power of the charm was also quite different from the charm made by praying to the corresponding deity. It could only be considered a low-level version. Among the abilities that Ebner had analyzed so far, the power of the skills from the Sun and Tyrant path was slightly reduced, while the rest were far inferior.

Finally, the higher the level of ability, the shorter the time it could be preserved after being bestowed with a charm. For example, a Sequence 6 Notary could only last for less than an hour. There was no way to sell it, so Ebner only sold three Sequence 9 charms. At the very least, they could last for about two months.

This time, he had only sold the charms to test the waters, but the result wasn't satisfactory for Ebner. Although he had sold them all, he could clearly sense that the Beyonders at the gathering despised the lack of effective time. If it weren't for the fact that someone was about to use them in the near future, he would probably have gone on a spree.

From the looks of it, I still have to sell charms made from prayers to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in the short term…

…

Turn the sky, July 27.

Ebner met Xio again at his East Borough home, but the moment he saw her, he was shocked. Xio's face was pale, without any color!

"How did this happen?" Ebner asked, both surprised and concerned.

Xio handed over the gold coin from the Solomon Empire period and said with lingering fear, "Don't continuously use its' lucky 'effect! It only needs one drop of blood on the first day…"

"But the second day… was too scary!"