"Since you're making this Black Domain Divine Wine sound so miraculous, how much does it cost per jug?"
"Exactly. It won't be hundreds of thousands of divine power crystals for a jug, will it? If so, we can't afford it!"
Hearing Natasha's solemn, sworn guarantee, the gods gathered around were half convinced, half doubtful.
Still, as for its effects, they could test them in a while. But the price had to be asked first.
Otherwise, if the price was outrageously high, no one would dare try it.
"Everyone, our Black Domain Divine Wine is sold starting by the cup. Two thousand five hundred divine power crystals per cup. If you want a whole jug, that will be twenty-five thousand divine power crystals!" Natasha immediately told the crowd the selling price of the Black Domain Divine Wine.
"Two thousand five hundred divine power crystals a cup? That isn't cheap either, is it?"
"Right. Even rum brewed with divine herbs is only three hundred divine power crystals a cup!"
"I actually don't think it counts as expensive. Think about it—do those wines have effects like this? They definitely don't. So if the effects of this Black Domain Divine Wine aren't a lie, then it actually counts as very cheap!"
Among the crowd, the poorer gods felt two thousand five hundred crystals was expensive, while the wealthier ones felt it was still a bargain.
Of course, all of this was built on the premise that the divine wine's effects were real.
"Esteemed gods, don't think it's expensive. Do you know? That Dwarven powerhouse just now, Lord Hacksaw Lord God, came specifically to our Storm Wine Shop to buy Black Domain Divine Wine!"
"For a Black Domain Divine Wine that even a Lord God powerhouse likes, how often would you esteemed guests usually get