Chapter 390

"What are the characteristics of this gun named Gungnir? Tell me about it." Morea looked at the scarlet spear in Remilia's hand. He could perceive the power of this gun, but it had specific possessions. I don't know what ability.

"His Royal Highness, this is a magic spear, the legendary main weapon of an ancient god, but with the fall of that god, this spear suffered huge damage and its grade dropped. According to current standards, it only A legendary weapon.

Even so, this gun still retains some of the basic characteristics of the artifact, toughness and immortality. There is also the most important ability, sure to hit, once thrown out, it will definitely hit the target.

This sharp gun originally had another matching ability, which could penetrate anything it hits, but unfortunately, because of the drop in grade, it no longer had this ability. "

"These abilities are already very good. If there is no ability to penetrate, then rely on the user's strength to shoot through the enemy." Morea nodded with satisfaction when he heard the ability of the sharp gun Gungnir, his exclusive weapon , the Spear of the Sun also has the ability to hit, which is enough.

"His Royal Highness Moria, the legendary Gungnir still has an ability. Anyone who swears by it will surely fulfill his oath. But now Gungnir has lost this ability."

"Irrelevant ability." Morea shook his head indifferently. Can he fulfill his promise? Nonsense, it's so powerful, how could the first owner of this magic gun fall, and how could Gungnir fall in rank.

Morea looked at the little loli who was holding the crimson gun Gungnir, "Remilia, is there anything else you want?"

"..." Remilia, who hugged Gungnir, the sure-shot, shook her head. She only took a fancy to this magic gun. Although the rest of the weapons felt good, they were not suitable for her.

"His Royal Highness, what do you want?" After feeling that the little princess had no desire to buy, the black-robed merchant immediately targeted Mu Ruiya. This was a big customer, and he invested in him. It will definitely be doubled in the future. This is a sure-fire business.

"All the legendary metals you own." Morea said calmly the only thing she wanted.

weapon? armor? He already has it, enough for him to use it for a long time, just collect the legendary metal and let it devour and grow.

Recovery medicine? There are several bottles of the tree sap of the tree of life in his space ring, and there is even a bottle of the tree of eternal life.

Breathing? Meditation? Combat skills? He has already learned too much about this stuff.

In some ways, Morea felt like she had reached the point where she was just being stubborn.

For many who have not yet made a fortune, every encounter with a plane merchant is a transformation, or an opportunity to greatly improve their combat power.

But for Morea, it doesn't matter if you can meet these guys or not. If you meet them, buy a batch of legendary metals. If you don't meet them, it's just the icing on the cake.

"All the legendary metals?" Hearing Morea's request, the black-robed merchant who was sitting cross-legged slowly stood up. This is a big customer, so be polite and give enough respect.

"Are you sure? I have more legendary metal than the greenskin dwarf you met."

"Take it all out, isn't it just to let the future me take action? As long as the number is enough, it can be several times."

"Haha!" The black-robed businessman laughed when he heard Moreya's situation, no matter which businessman he was, he liked a generous guest, "His Royal Highness Moreya, you are my big customer, so you can Barter with me."

Morea watched as the black-robed merchant took out pieces of legendary metal of different shapes and types from his loose sleeve robes, "Barter? I don't have anything on me to match. You trade."

"No no no, Your Highness, there are many things in you that other creatures only dream of."

"What do you want from me?" Morea narrowed her eyes.

"Your blood, the scales you dropped, or the meditation methods and combat skills you inherited from your memory can all be exchanged with me."

"My blood, scales?" Morea refused without hesitation, "Impossible, don't even think about the things in my memory, I won't exchange them."

Morea, who has the book of mourning the dead, has passed the black, but knows a lot about curses. The most cursing mages can cast curses through hair, blood and other body tissues.

And a clever curse mage can cast a curse through the breath left in the air, even images and sounds, and once Morea's blood falls into the hands of such a person.

It didn't seem to matter, the curse had no effect on him. But even if it is not used as a medium for casting curses, these body tissues have many functions, such as sacrifice, tracking and so on.

In short, it is a very stupid act to let your body tissue fall into the hands of others unless you have to.

"Then the deal is established." The black-robed merchant held a golden scale in his hand, "Five hundred years from now, if you don't go against your own wishes and don't endanger your own safety, you need to do your best. Three shots."

"Yeah." Morea, who sold his future self, put away the legendary metal that was as tall as a man in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face. This transaction can't be said to be a loss or gain, it can only be said to let him Very satisfied.

"Looking forward to trading with you again, Your Highness Moria." Although there was only one promise from Moria, the black-robed merchant who felt that he had made a lot of money bowed slightly to Moria, and then brought The stall in front of him disappeared in an instant, and Morea did not feel any spatial fluctuations.

"Muria." Because of the plane merchant's departure, Morea and Remilia instantly regained their suppressed sense of existence, and Indira, who was standing still, remembered everything, and then stepped forward. He started walking towards Morea.

"She is the human you want me to protect?" After coming to Morea's side, Indira, who was the shortest of the three, twitched twice, staring at Remilia with some doubts.

"Yes, Remilia, her name is Indira, she will play with you in the future."

Morea introduced the names of the two to each other. As for the identities of the two loli, there is no need to introduce them.

"Om!" But as soon as Morea's voice fell, Indira didn't respond, Remilia held the gun Gungnir that Morea had just bought for her, and stabbed the British Emperor with one shot. pull.