Chapter 953: Are There Mourning Undead Soldiers for Sale?

"Don't, don't, let's buy a smaller piece. This one is too big to drag back." After some persuasion, they finally dissuaded Ange from dragging the whole black market away, and the group entered the black market.

Silver Coin patted the pocket next to him and said, "Lord, you guys go browse around, I'm going to take a look over there."

Inside the pocket were thirteen Space Ornaments, and clearly Silver Coin planned to maximize their benefits.

The Monarch nodded, kicked the Swift Wind Rabbit slightly, "Follow and protect Silver Coin."

The rabbit's eyes bulged, incredulously saying, "Are you insane, having me protect him? Do I look like I can beat him? Who should be protecting whom?"

Despite Silver Coin rubbing his hands looking harmless and all about money-making, the Swift Wind Rabbit knew exactly what he was dealing with - an avatar of a God. How was he, a soul lodged in a rabbit's body, supposed to protect him?