Bone Demon Trade (Part Two)

To a bone demon, the crystal ball was as tiny as a grain of sand, yet that did not hinder the bone demon's soul from observing it.

This bone demon was clearly stunned by the wondrous ability of wizards to pry the lever of rules and amplify minuscule energy without limit.

"All right. While my spacetime communication altar still has some residual energy, let us first conduct an ordinary trade. Bone Demon Sir, what do you need?"

Green raised his head. Beneath the Face of Truth, his elemental eyes looked toward the bone demon. The exchange of tokens between the two sides had just consumed a great deal of the altar crystals' energy.

The bone demon burst into laughter through their soul communication.

"Hahahaha! I need the bones of powerful creatures, such as... the skull in your hand!"

The bone demon had actually set its sights on the World Lord skull of Green's Ram-Horn Skull Magic Staff. This was the medium Black Isotta Stigmata Wizard had once used to seal the Shadow of Nightmare!

A World Lord skull. This bone demon certainly had a good eye.

Green sneered inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged as he said, "You want my magic staff? Then what can you offer in return?"

Green did not believe the other party could produce anything that would make him give up the Ram-Horn Skull Magic Staff. In Green's mind, this World Lord skull and the Ram-Horn Skull Magic Staff were inseparable, and the value of the Ram-Horn Skull Magic Staff...

Though he sneered inwardly, out of the basic courtesy required for equal communication and trade with a creature from another world, Green did not immediately refuse before the other party named its price.

Trade across distant alien spacetime often meant that two worlds governed by different