Chapter 1211 The Fate of the Robbers
As everyone lay down, Zhao Yin finally saw clearly that at the end of his sight...
It was not a figure as imagined, nor a statue of a god, but a huge ancestral temple.
The ancestral temple stands like a mountain in the center of the square. An old man in a blue shirt stands there.
Zhao Yin's eyes narrowed, and even though he was mentally prepared, his breathing still slowed down.
That's Lao Wang!
The old farmer who had previously invited Zhao Yin to eat the divine meat was now wearing a green gown, clean and new.
Old Wang still looked as ordinary as ever, but with a touch of nobility, and there were a few more wrinkles on his face.
The old voice from before was actually Old Wang speaking.
Grandpa Wang was the one who walked out of the village with the Emperor when he was a teenager. Now, that teenager is the Emperor of the human race, and he... has also become the Emperor's confidant.
The entire square, all the human race, all knelt before the ancestral temple, except for Zhao Yin and his four companions... and only Old Wang, who stood still, a hundred miles away...
Lao Wang seemed to sense something and turned to look at Zhao Yin.
He just frowned, as if he was surprised, but not confused after seeing an acquaintance.
It’s more like Lao Wang doesn’t understand why some people come to make pilgrimages but are unwilling to kneel down?
Obviously, Lao Wang doesn't care whether he kneels or not.
He just glanced at Zhao Yin and others and then looked away.
In that glance just now, Zhao Yin saw a sense of strangeness in Lao Wang's eyes, as if the two had never met before.
Rumble!
All the human beings stood up and packed up the offerings according to Lao Wang’s previous request. After a busy period, everyone left quickly.
Zhao Yin was also swept up by the crowd and forced to walk out of the square.
He and the four men including Qinglang quickly separated themselves from the crowd to avoid being dragged out of the city.
Left the square.
This place is not as luxurious as imagined. The shops on both sides of the street are just thatched huts like those in a village.
Zhao Yin saw that all their transactions were based on barter, and a monetary civilization had not yet developed here.
In front of Zhao Yin was a shop selling cotton cloth. There was a middle-aged man discussing something with the shop owner. Then he waved his hand, and a black hole appeared in front of him that Zhao Yin felt familiar with.
He took out a large amount of crops from the black hole and exchanged them for a piece of cotton cloth.
Some people also came in and took out a lot of mutant crops that looked like cotton, and exchanged them for a lot of mutant rice...
Zhao Yin was instantly shocked and wanted to obtain the ancient extinct treasure.
What else comes faster than a deal?
He has a large amount of extraordinary wine and blue beast meat, which were previously coveted by Ergouzi and Lao Wang, and can definitely be used as currency!
Zhao Yin was excited and immediately shook off the slight sadness brought about by Lao Wang's forgetting him.
What he needed was purple crystal, flesh and blood of demigod level or above, ancient equipment, extraordinary supplies that were extinct in ancient times...even rare metals, and the production drawings of various supplies and equipment...
He needs so much...
Just when Zhao Yin was about to do something big, he immediately saw a shop selling what he needed.
They were wooden basins filled with blood and flesh.
The magnificent vitality contained in the flesh and blood shocked Zhao Yin. He could sense that the weakest were at the quasi-god level. The flesh and blood with even more magnificent vitality was beyond Zhao Yin's imagination...
Not only flesh and blood, but also essence and blood, packed in transparent bottles, emitting various rich fluorescent lights.
The fluorescent light fell into Zhao Yin's eyes, and his breathing became heavy.
But all the flesh, blood, and essence conceal the information.
At this moment, the corpse demon Zhang Jie beside him also had a desire for flesh and blood in his dead fish eyes.
At this moment, a figure walked into the store faster than Zhao Yin.
He was a middle-aged man, wearing brown armor, and his steps made a rustling sound...
It was completely different from the ancient humans who liked to wear cloth clothes. It was a set of SS-level armor made in later generations!
His hair was also gathered up with an exquisite jade crown and combed very neatly... and he didn't look like the ancient people with disheveled hair.
Zhao Yin paused.
He suddenly remembered that he was not the only human being who had come here.
There are still five hundred and sixty-four human traitors!
And the yellow tiger that appeared briefly but still made Zhao Yin unable to understand it!
The middle-aged man was one of the traitors.
He seemed to have just entered the city, his face full of excitement, and he didn't even notice Zhao Yin and the others.
He walked straight into the shop and grabbed a bottle of blue blood essence.
At this moment, even though Zhao Yin was dozens of meters away, he could still vaguely feel that the bottle seemed to contain a power that could destroy the world!
God-level blood?
It’s just that transparent bottle, as if specially made, sealing the terrifying power inside…it’s all just a feeling.
"Boss, how much is this bottle of essence blood?" the man asked loudly.
The shop owner was a thin old man with a puzzled look on his face: "What?"
It seemed that he could not understand the word "sell". It seemed that the middle-aged man did not know the rules of barter.
A look of confusion also appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he asked again: "How is it sold? I want to buy it!"
The old man had a good temper and thought of something: "Oh, you mean to exchange it, this is a bottle of eyebrow essence blood from a god-level alien race, and it can be exchanged for treasures of the same level."
It is indeed divine-level blood essence!
Zhao Yin was shocked, but he held back and did not walk into the store immediately.
He had some guesses in his mind, and at this moment, he planned to use the man to prove them.
The middle-aged man frowned: "A treasure of the same level?"
He is just an SSS-level human.
In the future, how could god-level treasures be obtained so easily?
The man flipped his hand and took out an SSS-grade amethyst, which was the most precious thing on his finger.
"Boss, can purple crystal be exchanged?"
The old man took a look and nodded immediately: "Of course, the guest only needs to take out 10,000 purple crystals of the same level, and this drop of god-level blood will belong to the guest!"
"Ten thousand...!" The middle-aged man was stunned again.
He seemed to have finally come to his senses from his excitement.
Now, my worth is not enough, even if I go to a mountain of treasures, I cannot get the treasure I dream of!
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across the man's eyes. The next moment, he quickly stored his blood essence into the space bracelet, turned around and rushed into the store, then soared into the sky...
The old man in the store was stunned for a moment, then sneered, and the next moment, he disappeared from the spot.
boom!
In the sky, a man screamed, and countless pieces of flesh and bones turned into a bloody rain.
Zhao Yin didn't even see clearly how the old man made his move, everything happened too fast.
When he reacted, he saw that the old man had returned to the shop, holding a blood-stained space bracelet in his hand. He seemed to be very curious about it. With a thought, the bottle of blood essence and purple crystal appeared in his hand...
At this time, blood rain began to fall from the sky outside the store. Before it even hit the ground, it seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible force and disappeared without a trace...
Zhao Yin was shocked. Is this the fate of robbers according to the rules of this place?