Fallen Realm, Transaction

Faced with the deal Sam proposed, Lynn did not agree right away. Instead, he considered it for several days.

Over those days, through the many books in Muya Castle and Black Sand Castle, he finally figured out the origins and history of the Fallen Realm and the Fallen Realm Token—as well as, most importantly, the various treasures produced within the Fallen Realm.

In fact, the moment he heard from Sam that Sovereign Artifacts could be obtained in the Fallen Realm, Lynn had already known what the Fallen Realm was.

In this world, apart from the Main Gods, there was nowhere else one could obtain a Sovereign Artifact.

Since Sovereign Artifacts existed within the Fallen Realm, it had to be the handiwork of a Main God.

What Fallen Realm? It was nothing more than a Main God's game!

Just as the Necropolis of the Gods had been created by Beirut to relieve boredom, and the contest over Nether Fruits on Nether Mountain was the Fishing Elder's perverse amusement. Lynn did not even need to guess to know that the Fallen Realm, with all its described features, had been created by Muya Main God.

The purpose was nothing more than entertainment—a game.

Most Main Gods had become Main Gods at the dawn of creation. They had lived for so long that they had lost interest in everything.

To them, watching gods desperately slaughter one another over the Sovereign's Might and strange treasures they casually tossed out was probably no different from ordinary people watching crickets fight.

Of course, Sovereign Artifacts were an exception. According to the agreement among the Main Gods, Sovereign Artifacts could not be casually bestowed upon gods.

As for the god rumored to have obtained a Sovereign Artifact in the Fallen Realm, Lynn guessed that he had become Muya Main God's envoy.

"Still, I have to admit, there really are quite a few good things in there!" Looking at a strange treasure recorded in the book, Lynn could not help but feel his heart stir.

Tianji Fruit: Eat one, and you can become a supreme expert of Hell.

"Why does this sound exactly like the Fishing Elder's Nether Fruit? If I could get one..." Lynn thought silently.

But he quickly cast aside the idea of entering the Fallen Realm himself. He had too many secrets: his transmigration, the Sovereign Spark, and the system. None of them could be exposed.

The fruit might be good, but he had to live long enough to eat it!

If he approached a Main God with his current strength and the other party took an interest in him, what if they used Soul Maze on him?

Only after becoming a Paragon, earning a certain degree of respect from the Main Gods, possessing Willpower, and no longer fearing Soul Maze would he dare appear before a Main God.

"Still, this deal isn't impossible!" Lynn put down the book and smiled.

His Spiritual Sense instantly spread out, covering the entirety of Floating Light City. In an instant, he located Sam, who was staying in another hotel.

For a Highgod in Hell, Spiritual Sense could normally cover only a thousand meters or so. Yet Lynn's Spiritual Sense could easily cover several thousand kilometers. Floating Light City itself was only about a thousand kilometers across.

At this very moment, all of Floating Light City lay within the range of his Spiritual Sense.

"Eh, this kid really is cautious. The one staying here is his Destruction God Clone, while his true body is staying in another hotel. And this little girl... is his younger sister?"

A trace of mischievous amusement suddenly arose in Lynn. His voice sounded beside both Sams' ears at the same time. "Sam, come here!"

Both Sams' expressions changed drastically. "Lord Lynn!"

A moment later, Sam respectfully presented a black token engraved with the character "Fallen."

Unlike the fake token Lynn had handled before, this genuine token radiated a destructive aura throughout its entirety. One could tell at a glance that it was no ordinary item. The patterns on its surface were exceptionally vivid, revealing its extraordinary nature everywhere.

Lynn accepted the token and smiled at Sam. "You're quite clever. Both of your bodies came over! What, you're directly offering up the Fallen Realm Token? Aren't you afraid I'll go back on my word?"

Sam smiled bitterly inwardly, but he did not dare let the slightest change show on his face. "Of course I trust you, my lord. How could someone like you possibly break your promise to a nobody like me?"

Lynn glanced at him. "Don't worry. I'll give you your drop of Sovereign's Might!"

The next day, Lynn went directly to the Four Divine Beast Families' base in Floating Light City. He did not dare enter the Fallen Realm, but he could trade the Fallen Realm Token to someone else. The first person he thought of trading with was Makram.

"What are you here for?" Makram looked at him with a gloomy expression.

With a flick of his hand, Lynn produced the Fallen Realm Token. "Makram, you recognize this, don't you?"

"The Fallen Realm Token!" Makram swept it with his Spiritual Sense and immediately recognized the object in Lynn's hand. His first instinct was to snatch it.

But he quickly remembered that they were inside the city, and that his opponent was also a Seven-star Demon whose strength was no weaker than his own.

Even if he tried to seize it, he might not succeed.

Thinking of this, the look he gave Lynn became incomparably aggrieved, as if saying, "The Fallen Realm Token was clearly in your hand, yet you denied it so stubbornly before?"

Lynn glanced at him. "Don't look at me like that. I only got this Fallen Realm Token yesterday!"

"What do you want? Don't tell me you came all this way just to flaunt it in front of me!" Makram's tone turned hostile. If they had not been in the city, he would have used Sovereign's Might and torn Lynn into eight pieces.

"Relax, Makram!" Lynn shook his head. "I'm not going into the Fallen Realm to fight for treasures. So I'm planning to sell you this Fallen Realm Token!"

"Sell it to me?" Makram was first stunned upon hearing this, then immediately disbelieving.

Leaving aside the Sovereign Artifacts and the many strange treasures within the Fallen Realm, the mere fact that one could obtain Sovereign's Might there was enough to make countless Seven-star Demons flock to it.

And Lynn was actually planning to sell the Fallen Realm Token to him?

But whether Makram believed him or not, Lynn directly named his price. "Ten drops of Sovereign's Might, and I'll sell you the Fallen Realm Token!"

"Hmph! Ten drops of Sovereign's Might? You really dare ask for it!" Makram snorted coldly, his tone full of mockery. "Even if you enter the Fallen Realm, you might not obtain ten drops of Sovereign's Might!"

Even as he spoke, he was secretly calculating. I still have four drops of Sovereign's Might on me. I can borrow five drops from the family treasury, then borrow some from friends in the clan. I can come up with ten drops of Sovereign's Might, but I can't give them all to him. If I venture into the Fallen Realm, I can't go without any Sovereign's Might on me!

Ordinary Seven-star Demons had no opportunity at all to obtain Sovereign's Might. Even for Asuras, obtaining a single drop of Sovereign's Might was by no means easy. But for Main God clans such as the Four Divine Beast Families and the Augusta Family, it was different.

A Main God could casually produce a whole pile of Sovereign's Might.

As an elder of the Vermillion Bird Clan, Makram could not carry Sovereign's Might around by the barrel like Leisjing. But he still had far more opportunities than other experts to obtain it.

With the Four Divine Beasts still alive, ten drops of Sovereign's Might would merely pain him somewhat.

Compared to the many treasures he might obtain in the Fallen Realm, it was nothing.

"Five drops at most!" Makram looked at Lynn. "Five drops of Sovereign's Might for the Fallen Realm Token!"