Chapter 84: Chapter84-Unbiased Purge

"Purge! Exterminate every presence in the Whispering Forest except for the five of us!"

"By the queen's command!"

As the strongest of the elves, even though Elaria had passed the throne to Elowen, she still retained the right to summon spirit warriors until he was fully matured. That was enough!

"Elaria, isn't an indiscriminate attack a bit..."

"John, on this matter, I won't compromise. I must make those people pay."

Elaria turned to face John, her light green eyes filled with sorrow and anger, but unwavering in their resolve.

Seeing this, John realized he couldn't dissuade Elaria, so he gave up the idea.

From Elaria's perspective, John completely understood her feelings. He certainly wouldn't jeopardize his relationship with her by helping the intruders.

"I'll help you."

"It's okay. If you feel reluctant to act against your own kind, you don't have to force yourself."

"Don't worry, Elaria, we will definitely help you punish those invaders!"

This time, before John could speak, Lily answered her first.

Thus, the once-quiet Whispering Forest suddenly became restless.

The players hiding in the shadows began to realize something was wrong. The soul monsters that shouldn't have detected them suddenly seemed to have a tracking system, accurately pinpointing their locations. Even the slightest noise couldn't save them from certain death.

These soul monsters couldn't be significantly damaged by physical attacks and were immune to most magical attacks. The only effective type of magic was holy magic. However, in this phase of the game, the early to mid-stage, very few classes had the qualifications to learn holy magic.

"Damn it, what's going on?"

"If it gets too bad, we should retreat! If we live, there will always be another chance. This Whispering Forest is clearly not right, and if we stay, we might all die!"

"I don't care about you all, I'm leaving!"

Seeing their companions' souls torn apart, leaving only hollow bodies, some players finally cracked under the pressure and wanted to leave the Whispering Forest. But it was then they discovered that the area had restricted the use of teleportation scrolls.

To leave, there was only one way: fight their way out!

But that was clearly impossible.

The black market became the best alternative.

As long as you weren't worried about being double-crossed and had enough confidence in your strength, the black market was a far more cost-effective place than the auction house.

With this in mind, S. went to Thor Tavern, downed a glass of strong liquor, and kicked open the back door, stepping into the crowded open space behind the tavern.

The area was bustling with players engaged in various trades. The goods on offer were diverse and bizarre.

even noticed a few human girls in an iron cage, their cheeks stained with tears, clearly NPCs captured from somewhere to satisfy certain people's disgusting fetishes.

Although S. never considered himself a good person, he found such despicable actions utterly repugnant.

However, as the saying goes, disrupting someone's livelihood is akin to killing their parents. S. had no interest and certainly no inclination to meddle in these affairs.

After wandering around, he finally came across a vendor with decent goods. He approached and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any second class change stones?"

"Just one left, a second class change stone for the rogue class. Are you interested?"

The vendor rubbed his hands together, his beady eyes gleaming with shrewdness. He then held up four fingers and grinned, "Forty thousand silver coins, fixed price, no haggling!"

"Forty thousand? Are you insane? The market price is only twenty thousand. You're doubling it! Do you not want to do business in the black market anymore?"

"Customer, it's not my fault. I'm sure you've seen that post too. Whispering Forest is a death trap now, and no one knows when it will return to normal. Second class change stones are extremely valuable now. Forty thousand is already a friendly price. The vendor next door is selling it for forty-six thousand.

If you don't want it, don't waste my time!"

"Fine, damn it, just my luck! This had to happen now!"

cursed a few times, pulled out a money bag from his backpack, and tossed it onto the vendor's stall, saying in a low voice, "Forty thousand, all in here. Check it, and if it's good, give me the stone."

"Of course, I've been in this black market for months, always dealing honestly."

The man smirked, picked up the money bag, weighed it, and smiled even more broadly.

"No problem! Here's your item."

Taking the second class change stone from the vendor, S. immediately placed it into his player backpack, unaware that his forty thousand silver coins had just gone down the drain.

Watching S. walk away, the vendor grinned, quickly packed up his stall, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Well, well, well, who would've thought a fake could pass for real! Looks like I made the right choice becoming an Alchemist! But I'll need to lay low for a while; if they find me and seek revenge, it wouldn't be worth it.

Forty thousand silver coins should keep me comfortable for quite some time!"