If she let Brenna choose, she would choose to become a God, even if it meant sacrificing all her assets.
Brenna took a deep breath, then took out a Demigod-class item she had just obtained from under the crack. However, she stopped without giving it to Noir, followed by a cautious question.
"The opportunity to become a God is in your words... not sold to anyone else, right?"
"You want to monopolize a chance?"
Noir laughed and spoke. It seems that this time of being interrupted and looted by August left Brenna with a profound lesson, enough for her to remember for the rest of her life.
"It's true that you can't hide your... sharp eyes..."
Brenna was a little embarrassed and quickly flattered him.
The bottom of the previous abyss not only contained the opportunity to become a god, but also had enough resources to help her set foot on the higher ladder of God level, Higher God. Faced with such huge benefits, no one is willing to share with others, even if they are close friends.
"Want to monopolize? It's simple."
"Yes, please show me a way..."
"More money is okay."
"How much more, sir?"
"Ten times… no, this is a bit expensive, so let's do it eight times. By paying only eight times the original price, you can get exclusive information."
Brenna's face was frozen like ice, and her heart was also cold as ice.
Having just looted a bunch of dead people's items, Brenna thought she was qualified to call herself "rich." But it seemed that standing in front of this store, her "richness" still not worth much.
Previously, Brenna emptied all her assets, even packing up her main weapons and selling them to pay the bill. But now she has to do it... eight more times?
The Witch of Decay is in despair, in despair before capitalism.
But right at this moment, Noir's voice rang out again. It seemed to have some kind of magical power, captivating the souls of those who heard it.
"Lady Brenna, have you forgotten what you witnessed down there?"
Under that crack, there was not only a God level Legacy, but also tons of elixirs, rare magical plants, and a bunch of materials that could be used to make items.
The opportunities that Noir pointed out were never limited to just that one opportunity. But it can also be "given" with many other things.
Brenna was silent, she knew that what Noir said made sense.
If she can successfully reap all the benefits down there. What is already an eightfold increase in assets, even a tenfold increase and more.
To be honest, the witch was shaken again.
"May I ask, how much does an item like this cost?"
Brenna gave Noir the other Demigod level item.
Even though this was a Demigod level item, it itself had been severely damaged, its aura gloomy and weak. From the looks of it, it's hard to guess how much power it has left compared to what it had in prime time.
"System, calculate the value of this thing for me."
Noir thought silently in his head. And the results quickly appeared.
8000 "Accumulation", the value is about one-tenth that of a normal Demigod level item. This difference is so large that it is unusual.
"The value of this… is not very high. If you have a few hundred items like this then it will be fine."
Brenna was no longer frozen, she was crumbling. Even though she collected quite a few, the number of Demigods was still very rare, there weren't even a few hundred for her to pick up.
"Sir, I'll be back in a few days. Remember to save me a deal."
"Assured."
Noir smiled, watching Brenna disappear outside, through space, leaving Jelro city.
Brenna plans to return to the headquarters of the Witch Association to "borrow" some items from the "good sisters" in the association.
Wait until she becomes a God? What is borrowing? This is a "dedicated" gift to the God level. Besides, how dare a group of Demigods demand debt from a real God?
Right after Brenna left, Alva's hesitant voice rang out.
"Dear Sir…"
"My master… is the one who became a God?"
Alva is not a stupid person. The conversation just now between Noir and Brenna was not a private conversation, so Alava could clearly hear every sentence and every word.
It's not hard to see that Brenna is the one who suffers. Not only that, according to the witch's words, her opportunity to become a God was also blatantly robbed. Besides August, who else would have come in here?
"Isn't it obvious already?"
"It's all thanks to your guidance."
Alva knelt down on one knee, bowed her head and placed her hand on her chest solemnly and respectfully. However, it was still difficult for her to suppress the joy inside her own heart.
Master ascended into Godhood, as his student, Alva also gained a sense of glory as a student of God level being.
But contrary to her reaction, Noir sighed, seemingly upset about something. Making Alva curious and ask questions.
"What's wrong, sir?"
"Nothing, just feeling a bit unfortunate."
"You feel sorry… for that witch?!"
Alva was surprised, she secretly felt something was wrong.
The opportunity to become a God was sold to two people, Brenna and her master, respectively. At this time, her master became a God, and Noir said it was a pity. This is clearly not a good sign.
Could it be that Noir favors Brenna?
Alva's thoughts were filled with warnings, no, she couldn't let this happen.
"Sir… don't be fooled by that witch's appearance, she's probably… several thousand years old."
"Alva, if this word gets out, the next day you will be visited by countless Demigods and Gods."
Noir teased Alva. She covered her mouth with her hand and looked down in shame, obviously knowing that she had said something wrong.
There is no shortage of Demigod level or God level that has lived for millennia. After all, when reaching that level, the nature of a living creature's life has gone far beyond normal, and living a long time and maintaining beauty is also a common thing. There is no shortage of individuals like Brenna, who, despite being older than an entire country, still possess a youthful appearance.
Alva's words easily angered a group of female Demigods and Gods.