There are established rules for communication between wizards, that is, you can only go in person and do not call followers. In the eyes of white wizards, trading is also a rule, and rules are the embodiment of knowledge. .
As the creations of wizards, puppets cannot be called complete lives and are not worthy to participate in this ritual. As for the followers, slaves, etc., they are even less worthy.
After Hawks and Sargeras watched Taylor go away, Hawks turned back and glared at Sargeras with a proud smile on his face.
"I didn't expect that a guy like you would learn the tricks of a despicable villain."
"What on earth are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"
Sargeras looked confused, but his crooked eyes were careless. Revealing his proud heart.
So what if your team led by Hawks is the strongest? It's enough for me to be loved by my master. Don't even think about surpassing me in this regard.
"You'd better think about leading your legion to perform more meritorious deeds for the master. People like you... Huh!"
Hawks is still an honest man after all, and he said this to Sargeras who looked disdainful. But he didn't know what to say, so in the end he could only snort coldly, and led his Achilles warriors to turn around and leave.
"I used to quarrel with this guy, and I was almost pissed off every time. This guy always said the most vicious things in the truest tone. Now I finally won."
Hawks looked at the angry Hawks . , Sargeras laughed loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the rolling heat wave cracked the surrounding earth.
Archimonde smiled bitterly on the side. He really couldn't figure out what happened to his legion commander. At the same time, he also realized that he didn't seem to be as important as he thought. The wizard just looked at him. Then he left.
His own strength, which he had worked hard for half a lifetime, seemed to be as small as an ant in the eyes of this wizard.
After Sargeras finished laughing, he slapped Archimonde heavily on the back with a slap like an iron pot, and pointed at Hawks who was walking away.
"This is the guy who brings a bunch of his canned warriors to compete with our Burning Legion every day. We must keep an eye on them when the time comes. They will be our obstacles in the future."
Although it is an obstacle, Sargeras actually does not have it in his heart. Treating Hawks as an obstacle, the relationship between them is similar to that of frenemies, but the core concept is that they are their own masters.
"I know."
Archimonde's voice was a little low, and he now doubted his own strength and value.
If Taylor couldn't encourage him just now, or ask him who he is, he might still stand with Sargeras and laugh.
But now he just feels that his value is not as great as he thought.
"What's wrong?"
"I just feel that the wizard doesn't seem to value me."
Sargeras didn't understand why Archimonde thought that. He scratched the horns on both sides of his forehead indifferently, not caring. said.
"Angels and demons who are stronger than you have fallen into the hands of the wizard. The master is also a wizard. Your leaders have been killed. What is so noteworthy about you little pawns? If you want to gain respect and attention, think To get resources and rewards, use your own sword to fight."
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When Taylor rushed to the place where wizards exchanged resources, he found that at least 100 wizards had gathered here.
The wizards wore all kinds of robes, some had bare hands and held special staffs, some wore hats, and some had unknown lines carved on their faces. They looked mysterious and strange.
Many wizards hold a table, and special containers are used on the table to hold some small joint tissue, bone tissue, muscle tissue, parts of internal organs, horns and other materials for exchange.
In order to save trouble, some wizards just picked an open space and stood there. With a wave of their hands, a few angel feathers, including several tubes of angel blood, a few angel fingers, etc., just floated around casually.
Taylor walked around the Resource Exchange Office and found many things he had never seen before. Soon he exchanged two tubes of angel blood for 700 grams of space crystals and fifteen angel feathers. A piece of elemental iron.
"What should I exchange for this fragment of the devil's heart, these three tubes of the devil's purified blood, and this half of the horn?"
Taylor searched around and found a man wearing a black robe with a heart on his forehead. The demonic material in the hands of the black-robed wizard, who has eyes and one hand that looks like some fine feathers, is in the best condition as it has just been cut with a knife.
The black-robed wizard raised his head and looked at Taylor's eyes. After noticing Taylor's golden vertical pupils, he obviously restrained his momentum. He directly pushed the three special instruments forward, indicating that Taylor could reach out and check them personally. .
Since the other party allowed it, Taylor would not be lenient. He directly put his hands into the instrument and used a special elemental power to protect his hands from being infected by the abyss.
He first examined the fragment of the devil's heart, which was as big as half a heart, squeezed the elasticity, used magic power to sense the internal activity, and then nodded with satisfaction and put it back.
Next, he checked three more tubes of demon's purified blood. This was a concentrated version, unlike ordinary blood. It contained more magical power and abyssal aura, but it was also more troublesome to dispel.
Finally, there is the half of the devil's horn that was split into two. The half of the devil's horn that Taylor holds in his hand is the upper half with a sharp tip. This half of the horn is filled with strong magic fluctuations.
The collection of demon materials is relatively straightforward, including demon blood, demon heart, and the demon's most unique horns. Although the others are also valuable, they are not as precious as these three.
All three are good stuff.
After checking, Taylor was very satisfied with the three materials. He put half of the horn in his hand back into the container and said directly to the black-robed wizard.
"Just tell me what materials you want to exchange for."
The black-robed wizard was also quick to hear this, and directly quoted the price in his mind.
"The devil's purified blood requires two tubes of angel's purified blood. The devil's heart fragment can be replaced with a small half of an angel's arm. As for the half of the devil's horn... 100 angel feathers."
Angels in a sense It can be regarded as a semi-elemental creature. According to the wizard's anatomy analysis, angels do not have internal organs like humans, but they do have bones and blood vessels.
The core of their organ is something named Angel Heart. In addition to angel hearts, angel blood and feathers are also the source of their power. The other materials are like demons. Although they are valuable, they are far less than feathers, blood and angel hearts.
Since the abyssal breath contaminated by the devil's own materials requires wizards to work hard to expel it, angel materials are 1.3 to 1.5 times more valuable than devil materials of the same magnitude.
(End of chapter)