"I guess you once had a feud with the Burlegs, are you right?" Donnie asked, looking at the stall owner.

"You're too careful." The black stall owner waved his hand and said: "After the death of old Burleg, the successor head of the family made wrong decisions one after another, and the current Burleg family has been completely defeated, and only a few people are left to support it. ”

"The blood of the Manticol monsters can be bought directly in their hands, and they must be willing to exchange some money for emergencies."

"Contrary to what you think, I have a good relationship with them. If you have made a decision, I can help you inquire, whether it works out or not, and we will meet outside the gathering place tomorrow. ”

The old man looked very calm, and did not look like he was lying at all.

Downey also showed no sign of lying, and it didn't seem to be of much use to him in this matter.

"In that case, I can promise that we will meet tomorrow at the café opposite the subway station."

"All right, but you must know that the blood of Manticol may cost a thousand pounds, and these bargains cannot be compared."

Donnie nodded, but there was some doubt in his heart that this man was calculating himself.

It's not impossible, there is never a shortage of stories of conspiracy and betrayal in the otherworld.

Not to mention that Downey and this black man don't know each other at all...

Tails' Transcendent Gathering was small, and Downey still bought some ingredients for potions here, most of them for healing potions, and a few for tranquilizing potions.

Downey asked around before leaving the agglomeration, and it was true that no one had the materials on Manticor's body, and the story of the Burleg family was true.

But according to others, the fallen Burleg family was inexplicably struck and suffered extremely heavy losses, and all the remaining family members disappeared, and few people could contact them.

"In that case, can that black man be trusted?" Donnie was even more suspicious that tomorrow would await him a premeditated ambush.

Despite this, Donnie intends to take a risk, after all, this is the best chance to obtain this scarce and strange material of Manticor.

If you make the wrong choice, don't be afraid.

Back on the ground from the subway, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky of Tails kept falling snowflakes, and the ground was already white.

The streets were crowded, and Downey noticed that almost everyone was anxious.

"Something seems to be happening!" Downey suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and sure enough, he learned the general idea of the situation from the mouths of the people who were talking about it as he walked by.

When Donnie inquired about the blood of Manticor at the gathering place of the Extraordinary, he did not know who had hung up several corpses that had turned into crimson dead wood from skin to visceral bones.

The corpses appeared to be dressed in purple robes, the same style as those worn by the Church of Thunder.

When he heard this, Donnie basically determined their identities in his heart, those Dune Woodmen who were transformed by the shadow of the Blood Forest!

These weird creepy sneaked into the night not so long ago... Walking into Tails City openly, Donnie thought that these strange abilities that had reached the second stage of the Sequence would last for a while, and even mess up Tails, but he didn't expect to be eliminated now.

Not only that, but the corpses of the Dune Woodmen surround a building that belongs to the Beerus Ocean Coffee Chain.

The coffee company is just a front, and it is actually the stronghold of Thirteenth Fortress in Tars!

It is conceivable what the mood of the extraordinary people who didn't notice that something was wrong outside until passers-by pointed and pointed out.

"This is clearly a provocation! I don't know who is so bold! ”

Donnie thought to himself, and had no idea of going over to see the excitement at all, and went straight back to his residence with a paper bag containing food.

It wasn't quiet next door, and the bearded man I had seen in the morning seemed to be constantly shouting and saying crazy things in the house.

The hostess tried to appease him, but unfortunately it didn't work well.

By this time, Donnie had already regretted renting this place.

It wasn't difficult to solve the problem, but Donnie didn't do anything, and after eating up the crispy chicken cutlet, he picked up the paintbrush that he hadn't moved for a long time.

Downey actually likes to draw, but he didn't have any talent for it before, and now that he has this ability, he doesn't mind leaving some paintings.

For example, a tree man who is going crazy around a giant tree of flesh, or a group of blade demons running across the crimson blood earth.

It was a long time before Downey put the brush down.

"Before I knew it, it was past seven o'clock!" For nearly fifteen hours, Downey painted these two paintings in a graffiti manner.

Although the weird image is very vague, it makes people lower their minds after looking at it for a long time.

Instead of putting them in the empty wing backpack, Donnie left them in the apartment.

Since the agreed time was 10 a.m., Donnie set things out after everything was sorted out.

The healing potion could not be configured in the previous hours, and even if it was very simple to configure, it could not be completed in a few hours.

In order to prevent problems, Donnie planned to go over early, and as for the loss of face in Fort Thirteen, no matter how you count it, you can't find his head.

The brass bell hanging behind the café door rang, and Donnie walked into the store and found the old man in the corner.

Donnie did come nearly two hours early, but the other party came earlier!

Not only the black man himself, but also a young man with blond hair sat next to him.

This young man is also an extraordinary person, but his strength is average.

"Ordinary Night Walker: Famen Burleg, head of the Burleg family."

After seeing the man's name with his general eye, Donnie felt a little more confident about today's trade.

"Apparently we came early!" With that, Donnie pulled out his chair and sat down.

The Negro introduced Farmen Burleg to Donnie, who did not reveal his name, only asked them to refer to themselves as Mr. Potter.

"Without further ado, gentlemen, I need the blood of a monster like Manticor, and it is said that you still have some stock at home."

After realizing that Mia might be in Tails, Donnie's sense of urgency led him to act unwisely.

However, Donnie's behavior of almost sending him to the door and being slaughtered did not impress the Fa.

"I can give you ten drops of Manticor's blood."

"How much do you want?" Downey asked.

Famen looked suddenly a little nervous, but he still said his request, "I don't want money!" ”

"You don't want money?" This time it was the black man who spoke.

Famen hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, your share will not be less. ”

Then he said to Donnie, "I need you to do me a favor, and if I can sign a contract, Manticor's blood can be paid to you first!" ”