590 Fighting a Bloody Way Ou (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
”Keep running if you can, your grandpa Shorty doesn't mind playing with you until your death!” grumbled Shorty while casting a Light Protection: Rampart.
The Light Protection: Rampart was like a cage that the Throat-slicing Horned Demon could not afford to touch. After Shorty trapped the creature with three consecutive Light Protection: Rampart, it was done for.
Yu Qingsu, who was overwhelmed with hatred, immediately threw a Lightning Strike into the cage, landing it on top of the Throat-slicing Horned Demon.
The Throat-slicing Horned Demon's defense was even weaker than the Cloth-wrapped Corpse General. Its body was severely injured after a mere Lightning Strike. It was pretty much half-dead lying there in the cage, losing all hope of fleeing for its life.
”Allow me to help the creature find its peace!” Shorty followed up by throwing a Brilliant Light into the cage.
A Magician should always conserve their energy, especially when a Basic Light Spell was more than enough to finish the creature.
The rays of light emitted by the glowing ball were like incredibly sharp swords to the Throat-slicing Horned Demon. The rays instantly punctured the creature's shadowy figure, leaving countless holes in it.
The Throat-slicing Horned Demon did not last for more than a few minutes, its body soon shattering into smaller black pieces. In the end, all that remained was a black piece of canvas falling to the ground… it turned out that the phantom was actually possessing the canvas!
Shorty's eyes glittered when he saw the Ghost Canvas. However, the cunning man did not express his excitement in his expression. He simply picked up the canvas with an indifferent look and grumbled, ”All it dropped is this thing that looks like a piece of loincloth. What the hell can we even use it for? Perhaps someone will actually buy it from me.”
Shorty had already snuck the Ghost Canvas into his pocket in the middle of his speech.
Unfortunately, a huge hand immediately grabbed his wrist. He looked up and saw Scar Face looking at him with a smile that revealed his tobacco-stained yellow teeth.
”Bro, that thing is actually quite valuable. Since you already knew what the Throat-slicing Horned Demon is, you would know how valuable its Ghost Canvas is, too,” said Scar Face.
Shorty immediately pulled a long face.
This man, who looked like a hefty version of Rurouni Kenshin, almost lost his life a few moments ago, yet he was still thinking about the Ghost Canvas. If Shorty managed to keep the Ghost Canvas to himself, he would earn a great profit even without considering the other loot he would get for the rest of the night!
”Hehe, it's not like that, I'm not too sure about its value. How about this, I can sell this thing at a good price. I'll take it, and compensate you all with other things. How does that sound?” said Shorty with us.
”It depends on what you're planning to give us. All three of us are included,” Yu Qingsu was not someone that could be fooled easily either.
”One Soul Seed Piece?”
”Are you treating me like an idiot! Give me the thing, now...” said Scar Face furiously.
”Alright, alright, five million, I'll give everyone five million. You can only sell it for twenty million at most. I'll give each of you five million. It's a fair deal!” said Shorty.
”That sounds more like it.”
Shorty fell his balls hurting. He should not have saved the guy. The profit was not as impressive after it was split among four people.
Shorty was a man of his words, too. He immediately gave everyone Soul Seed Pieces and Magic Ores that would sum up to a value of five million according to the market price.
”This Servant-class Soul Essence is for you. It's worth more or less five million,” Shorty handed a Soul Essence to Mo Fan.