Chapter 341: Threat

"Thank you for your patronage, 100,000 square elemental crystals." Hearing that Muria intended to buy it outright, the green-skinned goblin burst into an ugly, wrinkled smile.

Not every chosen one of fate is as generous and wealthy as this dragon before him. In fact, most chosen ones are so destitute they might as well be eating dirt.

Indeed, being favored by fate involves enduring hardships far beyond those of ordinary people, grinding until they become dazzling and conspicuous. Before achieving extraordinary success, each of them carries an aura of misfortune.

One person's bad luck is the whole family's ascension, so to mix with a chosen one, one must possess very strong survival skills. Otherwise, sooner or later, they'll be out of luck. Of course, if one can endure, the benefits are considerable, but that's a different matter.

"Why so expensive?" Muria frowned upon hearing the goblin's price. After all, the ancient red dragon Bronya had defeated the three duchies with absolute superiority and only received 210,000 square elemental crystals as war reparations.

This was the combined, massive bloodletting of three duchies amounting to 210,000 square elemental crystals, and yet he was being asked to pay 100,000 square just for an artifact to monitor the safety of his nurtured five-color dragons, which was twice as expensive as a recent batch of legendary metals.

"Respected customer, do you know how many legends were cursed to death by this Book of Curses?"

Muria gave the goblin a sidelong glance and remained silent, quietly watching him boast about this Book of Curses.

"According to our information, exactly eleven legends have fallen because of this book."

"Oh!" Muria's face showed no surprise, his calm demeanor somewhat frustrating the green-skinned goblin.

"If this Book of Mourning is so powerful, how did it end up in your hands?"

"Its previous owner fell, and naturally, it came into my possession."

"How did its previous owner fall?"

"Ha, well..." The goblin chuckled dryly, hesitantly not wanting to reveal it.

"If you don't tell me how its previous owner died, I won't buy this book."

"That's also information, respected customer. You need to pay if you want to know."

"Oh, then I don't want the book."

"Respected customer, you've already left your subordinate's mark on this ominous book." Seeing that Muria was about to throw the book back to him, the green-skinned goblin smirked slyly, "If you don't buy it, then if another customer purchases this book, the life and death of your subordinate will be in the hands of the new owner of the book."

Muria said nothing, his Sin Blade, now adjusted to his current size, appearing in his hand, his eyes fixed on the green-skinned goblin.

"Respected customer, we are engaged in a normal transaction, you cannot harm me, a poor goblin." Seeing the blade in Muria's hand, the goblin instinctively stepped back, a nearly innate reaction. Apparently, this goblin had often been chopped up for swindling people.

"Tell me how the owner of the Book of Mourning died." Muria held the blade, restraining his impulse to slash the goblin, his intuition telling him that with his current abilities, he couldn't hit this goblin.

"Respected customer, may I ask you to put away your weapon." The goblin merchant eyed Muria's blade warily, recognizing what it was, and chose to compromise, "The owner of this Book of Curses died from it backfiring on him."

"Backfired and died?" Muria's face lit up with a smile, "What exactly happened?"

"Every time this ominous book curses a creature to death, its power increases based on the strength of the life it extinguishes. Eventually, the book became so powerful that even its owner couldn't control it. In the end, the legendary mage who created the book suffered over a hundred curse spells and is said to have died without even a trace of his soul left."

"You're selling me this evil book?" Muria looked at the green-skinned goblin with an impassive face, his Sin Blade beginning to emit a chilling gleam, radiating bone-piercing coldness.

Although it knew Muria couldn't hurt it, the goblin's body couldn't help but tremble a bit, dryly laughing as it explained, "Ordinary creatures, no, ordinary legends can't use this book, but, customer, you are a chosen one of fate, you surely can find a way to use this book, if not now, then eventually."

"10,000 square, I'll buy it."

"Respected customer, this is an artifact that can curse legends. How could it possibly be worth only 10,000 square elemental

 crystals?" Hearing Muria's offer, the green-skinned goblin wailed miserably, "At least 95,000 square."

"It can backfire, and moreover, using it involves some very troublesome conditions, so no more than 20,000 square."

"But it couldn't possibly harm you..."

After some haggling, Muria finally bought the Book of Mourning for 80,000 square elemental crystals, the green-skinned goblin stubbornly clinging to the 80,000 square elemental crystals.

For some reason, the goblin was certain that nothing would go wrong with Muria holding this book. Indeed, only curses capable of killing lower-tier gods could kill Muria; other curses were ineffective against him. In Muria's hands, the book couldn't act up.

"Respected customer, is there anything else you need?" the goblin asked obsequiously, having received the payment.

"Legendary metal, do you still have any?" Muria's gaze shifted to the tattered bag behind the goblin, "I'm buying unlimited quantities, the more the better."

Muria's exclusive weapons are of the evolving type, capable of absorbing legendary metals to continuously advance, possessing unlimited potential.

"All the legendary metals I have can be bought by you. If you want more, you'll have to wait for some time; I need time to restock." Hearing Muria's demand, the goblin's eyes sparkled, but quickly dimmed.

With undisguised regret, it bowed slightly to Muria: "I look forward to our next meeting, generous customer."

"Tell me, what's your real name?" Muria asked as the figure of the goblin gradually faded before his eyes.

"Customer, you need to pay..."

"You've already made 130,000 square elemental crystals from me, ask me for money again, and I'll chop you." Muria's face was expressionless, "Even if I can't hurt you now, just remember, eventually I'll be powerful enough to be able to chop you."

"Great golden dragon, I am but a humble goblin merchant, not worthy of your concern." Hearing Muria's threat, the goblin's face immediately changed.

"What's your real name?"

"Stallone."

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