Chapter 684: Demonic Disaster - Be close to your grandson and settle accounts

"Taling, what's the price of the Soul Orb in the Synapse subcontinent?" Weilin asked, picking up a Soul Orb that sealed the soul of a low-level silver demon.

The figure of Ta Ling appeared behind Weilin and answered, "Master Weilin, in the northeastern region of the Sinops subcontinent in the past thirty years, a bronze-level demon soul is worth thirteen low-level magic crystals."

"A low-level silver demon soul is worth two intermediate magic crystals and four low-level magic crystals."

"A silver intermediate demon soul is worth four intermediate magic crystals."

"A high-level silver demon soul is worth six intermediate magic crystals."

"As for the gold-level demon souls, the prices vary greatly depending on the species of the demon. The lowest-level inferior demon is worth one high-level magic crystal. If it is the soul of a demon like a fire demon, the estimated price is between two and five high-level magic crystals."

"Help me scan how many demon soul orbs there are here and mark their levels."

"Okay, Master Weilin."

Based on the battle data of the magic puppet army, the tower spirit began to count and collect the number of souls.

Three minutes later, a light curtain appeared in front of Weilin, marking the number of demon souls of various levels. Demons above the gold rank were subdivided into types.

Looking at the numbers above and estimating the value range, Weilin quickly came up with the overall value of these millions of demon light balls.

The total value is 24,910,572 low-level magic crystals. Calculated at 500 gold coins per low-level magic crystal, this pile of demon soul light balls is worth 12.4 billion gold coins, which is 2 billion gold coins more than the wealth in his own treasury.

However, the most regrettable thing is that the gold-level demons cannot be used as proof of military merit, and the explanation given by the kingdom is that they do not belong to the force that declared war.

You should know that this rule did not exist 1,300 years ago. Unfortunately, a "genius" took advantage of this loophole, causing the kingdom to block this road.

"How much is this pile of demonic materials worth?"

Data flashed in Ta Ling's eyes, and he answered, "Master Weilin, based on previous data, these demon materials are worth 15 million low-level magic crystals."

"From now on, I am the richest viscount in the kingdom." Weilin put the soul light ball back in his hand and thought happily.

At this moment, the Duke of Moravia appeared in front of Weilin, looked at his grandson who was grinning foolishly, and knocked him on the head.

Feeling the pain, Weilin came back to his senses, put away the silly smile on his face, and asked, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"A level one soul light sphere container requires three low-level magic crystals, a level two soul light sphere container requires one intermediate magic crystal, a level three soul light sphere container requires six intermediate magic crystals, and a level four... well, there is no level four soul light sphere container here. Do you want to pay in cash or write an IOU?" The Duke of Moravia looked at his eldest grandson with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa, look, no matter what I say..."

Duke Moravia looked at Weilin and directly quoted the price: "A total of 5,959,277 low-level magic crystals. I'll give you 6 million low-level magic crystals."

"Grandpa, is that how you calculate?"

At this moment, this is no longer my grandfather, he is clearly just like a profiteer. How could he be so lenient?

"I am old, so just consider it as your filial piety." The Duke of Moravia said with a smile on his face.

Kyle, who was standing by, looked at the two people bickering and silently turned his head away.

After talking about the price for a long time, seeing that his grandfather was not willing to budge, Weilin simply gave up and said, "Grandpa, just take whatever you like from that pile of demon materials. I have no objection."

The Duke of Moravia looked at the pile of demonic materials in the distance with disdain, then looked at his grandson and said helplessly, "Forget it. Even though it's garbage, it's still useful."

"Ta Ling, calculate the value of those demon materials and have the magic puppets start moving them."

"Yes, Master."

Looking at the magic puppet at work, Weilin's lips curled up slightly.

The Duke of Moravia looked at the boy's smug expression and said in a calm tone: "Let me see the cost of the wear and tear of this magic puppet and the transportation cost..."

"Grandpa, I don't understand what you are saying."

"It's alright, I'll leave first. Remember to pack your things and send them to me."

Without waiting for the Duke of Moravia to nod, Weilin took Kyle and quickly left the warehouse and returned to the control center.

"Master, do you need my help in calculating?" Talling came to the Duke of Moravia and asked respectfully.

Seeing this, the Duke of Moravia shook his head and said, "Forget it. Make these materials harmless, pack them up, and send them to that kid."

"Yes, Master."

After finishing speaking, the Duke of Moravia left the warehouse, flew out of the Floating War City, and headed for Solomon City.

Standing in front of the gate to the abyss, Moravia felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He had witnessed eight demonic disasters in his life. Three times he was just doing odd jobs on the sidelines, four times he served as the main combat force, and the eighth was this time, when he single-handedly blocked millions of demons.

"Let me think about it. Have I seen the patterns on it somewhere before?"

Looking at the patterns on the doorframe of the Gate of the Abyss, the Duke of Moravia began to search his memories.

"The Kingdom of Baraqui...Lord of the Abyss...I see."

Each abyss gate looks the same, but experienced legendary masters can read which layer of the abyss the abyss gate connects to from the patterns on the door frame.

Eight hundred years ago, not long after he was promoted to the middle level of soul consciousness, he was traveling in the Arnoldchi subcontinent. As soon as he arrived at the Balaqui Kingdom known as the "City of Flowers and Fruits", he encountered a demonic disaster.

I have to say that the succubus lord of the abyss was quite pretty at that time, but unfortunately she had big breasts and no brains, so she was strangled by three high-level legends. Her body was dismembered and her soul was sacrificed to the God of Four Seasons.

No wonder no legendary demons appeared. I thought those legendary demons were cunning and highly vigilant. I didn’t expect that there were no legendary demons in this level of the abyss.

"Logically, sacrificing a million people shouldn't be able to connect to such an abyss. Is there some secret in it?"

After some thought, the Duke of Moravia abandoned all distracting thoughts in his mind, returned to the floating city, and prepared to destroy the gate to the abyss.

Half an hour later, under the auspices of the Duke of Moravia, the magic energy of the twelve elemental pools of the Floating War City was madly absorbed and gathered on the magic-killing cannon under the floating city.

"put."

In an instant, a dazzling purple light gushed out from the muzzle of the Demon-Destroying Cannon, and a purple energy beam carrying a breath of destruction headed towards the gate of the abyss.

The next moment, the two collided.