Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 654 - 525 So Big!

Chapter 654: Chapter 525 So Big!

Maresa stepped out of the bank and stood on the bustling street corner.

He looked around, only to see mortals diligently bustling about for their livelihoods.

Everything was too normal.

Yes, that was the setting of the Virtual World, where no strange events were allowed to happen in the human realm.

More importantly—

One could not harm mortals using Awakening Skills and Soul Power.

Once violated, immediate death would follow!

Maresa’s gaze revealed a sternness as he casually strolled forward with the crowd.

There were still 22 hours before the battle royal would begin.

His own strength was so formidable that there was no need to rush into forming alliances, so he could use nearly a day’s time to show his goodwill before the world.

For example—

He passed by a beggar and tossed a few bills into the man’s bowl.

Seeing the large bills, the beggar quickly said, "Thank you, thank you."

"Go buy something to eat, then get new clothes, take a bath, find a place to stay, and then find work. Your life can completely start over," Maresa said warmly.

Amidst the beggar’s complicated gaze, he stood up and walked towards the other end of the street.

With his overwhelming strength, even though he sealed off all his aura fluctuations at that moment, he could still hear the beggar muttering from dozens of meters away:

"This idiot gives so much money, and he wants me to find a job? Ha, as if begging doesn’t make money faster?"

Maresa’s body stiffened.

Dammit.

If it weren’t for the fact that I need to present a good image before the World Will, I would go back and tear you apart in a minute!

Forget it.

Hold back, hold back!

He took a deep breath and continued walking forward.

Suddenly.

He witnessed an odd scene.

Across the street at the entrance of a coffee shop stood a woman in a black trench coat, smiling at him.

Behind the woman were tattered white wings.

However, people around her seemed as if they saw nothing.

—She was clearly greeting him.

"A Holy Series Angel... could there be some Holy Series VIP here?" Maresa thought and crossed the street to approach her.

"May I know who graces this place with their presence?" he asked.

"The grand ruler of Hell, the lord of the Fallen Angels, the Morning Star, His Excellency Satan, is here," the woman said.

Maresa shook his head, "I don’t seem to have much to do with you, and I don’t want to ally with anyone this time, so I’ll pass on meeting him."

The Holy Side excels in curing curses.

My specialty lies in Voodoo Evil Curses.

In terms of compatibility, we’re naturally opposed to each other.

If it weren’t for being in a place like the ’Virtual World,’ I might have already taken action to kill this angel and search her soul for her purpose.

Maresa turned and walked in another direction.

The woman, as if she hadn’t heard his refusal, continued smiling and said, "Our Holy Side is not participating in this competition."

Maresa paused in his steps but resumed walking.

"This time, we are only responsible for selling information about the battle royal," the woman continued.

Maresa finally stopped.

The battle royal—

There was information?

After some thought, he couldn’t help but turn back and said to the woman, "Take me to meet His Excellency Satan."

The woman, as if she had been expecting this, turned and walked towards the coffee shop.

The two of them passed through the lobby to a private room at the back and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A deep and rich voice came from inside the room.

The woman opened the door, stepped aside to make way, and gestured invitingly.

Maresa entered the room.

"Ah, His Excellency Satan, I heard from your subordinates that you are selling information here?" he asked bluntly.

The door to the room closed silently.

Satan put down the cigar in his mouth, took a sip of brandy from his glass, and then said with a smile, "Yes, I have been staying in this world, so it’s not surprising that I could get a little information about the battle royal."

"But why are you willing to sell it to me? What are you plotting?" Maresa eyed him and asked.

"I have a large family to support—you know how big my stall is, so I always need to make money. This makes it necessary for me to have some tricks up my sleeve."

Satan crossed his legs and said with a laugh, "I only deal with big shots, and each deal must be lucrative enough to be worth my while here."

Maresa fell into thought.

"Sir, let’s not waste each other’s time. If you’re not interested in the information about the battle royal, you may leave right away by turning left at the door; and I will wait here for the next influential individual willing to pay a hefty consulting fee," Satan said.

Maresa’s heart stirred.

What if the information was extremely valuable and he didn’t get it, but someone else did—

Wouldn’t he be at a disadvantage once the battle royal started?

As for this Satan...

It seems his true body is here with all his might, making the outcome uncertain in a real fight, not to mention if bystanders were affected, I would die!

"What is the information? Give me a direction at least, so I can assess whether it’s worth paying for," Maresa said.

"The battle royal has a Combat Assistance Magic, created by the World Will itself, but if someone wants to get that magic, there’s a way," Satan said.

Maresa felt his heart beating fiercely.

The Will of the Virtual World created a Combat Assistance Magic specifically for the battle royal?

This couldn’t be any simple magic.

If I could really get it...

That would be like adding wings to a tiger.

"Is this true?" Maresa asked gravely.

Satan swirled his glass of brandy confidently and said, "It’s no lie. If you don’t believe it, you can establish a curse contract with me using the most vile curse from the Voodoo Side."

"So what do I need to offer?" Maresa asked again.

"Cash transaction, fair and square—you know it’s always been our way of doing business, hasn’t it?" Satan spread his hands.

Want money?

The counterpart’s words actually set Maresa’s mind at ease.

The treasures of the Holy Side are truly exceptional, and their Magic is exceedingly potent—all built upon a vast foundation of material resources.

With an immeasurably strong material foundation, they’ve erected that incredible superstructure.

——A typical style of the Holy Side.

Besides, the other party has opened their doors for business, and it’s Satan himself showing up—not likely they are waiting specifically to deceive me.

If there really is such information——

I must get my hands on it!

Maresa showed a slight smile and said,

"Name your price, Lord Satan, I am indeed somewhat interested."

Satan quoted a figure.

Maresa’s eyebrows twitched.

Satan stood up, personally poured him a glass of wine, and said gently,

"Once you’ve won the battle for supremacy, what does this sum of money count for?"

Maresa didn’t speak.

Ten minutes later.

Only Satan was left in the private room.

He took several deep drags of his cigar and muttered in a low voice,

"Even the Voodoo Side, which doesn’t get along with me, has forked out so much money..."

"It seems they are gearing up to expand and strengthen."

Before his words ended, a knock came from outside.

"Come in."

Satan said.

The angel opened the door.

There stood another combatant outside.

"Ah, it’s Lord Satan. I heard from your subordinates that you are selling information here?"

The combatant walked in and asked bluntly.

The angel skillfully closed the door and stood guard at the entrance of the café.

Satan set his cigar down, took a sip of brandy from his glass, and then said with a smile,

"Yes, I’ve always been in this world, so it’s not so surprising that I can obtain a bit of information about the battle for supremacy."

Let us leave what happened in the room for now.

Elsewhere.

Maresa looked at the map in his hands and dashed towards the outskirts of the city.

The thought of the money he had just paid made even a strong individual like him cringe.

However, he did get in exchange an extremely important piece of information:

"At a lake in the outskirts of the city, there’s a hidden neutral figure in the battle for supremacy who is about to undertake the construction of a safe zone for the battle. Go find him, figure out how to win his favor, and once your reputation reaches exaltation, he will bestow upon you the Combat Assistance Magic created by the World Will."

"How shall I recognize him?" I asked at the time.

"If you follow the map, you will definitely find him," Satan assured.

Maresa was a bit apprehensive.

Satan wouldn’t deceive me, would he?

He shouldn’t be so foolish.

After all, although he is powerful, those attendant angels around him are quite weak; I could easily kill them all with a flick of my wrist.

Besides, we have already signed a Voodoo curse contract.

Even though the Holy Side has a special talent for lifting Curses, there’s no need to dispatch someone as significant as Satan just to cheat me out of some money.

While Maresa was pondering, he suddenly saw a lake appear ahead.

I’ve arrived!

With a light leap, he landed on the lakeshore.

Satan said I would definitely find that person once I came here.

Where is he?

Maresa’s gaze shifted and then suddenly fixed on a certain spot.

On the lakeshore, under a grove of bamboo, there was a young man holding a fishing rod, fishing.

A huge golden exclamation mark floated above his head.

Good, such a vision was unmistakably suspicious.

Satan hadn’t lied.

Maresa steadied himself, stepped forward, and pondered aloud,

"Hello, I am Maresa."

"Hello, I’m Little Wu," said the young man.

——To gain his favor.

Maresa began dryly, "You seem to be enjoying yourself, fishing here."

"Yes, I’m fishing," the young man named Little Wu said.

"You’re busy fishing, there must be something you need someone else to take care of for you. Do you think there’s something I can do for you?" Maresa asked again.

Little Wu seemed drawn by these words and sighed,

"I lost a few expensive fish here recently. Because my family is poor, I can only try to fish them out, or my sister and I will go hungry."

Maresa couldn’t help asking, "Expensive fish? What species are they?"

"A goldfish and a soul crystal fish," Wu Xiaode said.

Maresa’s mouth twitched.

——Could this young man also be from the Holy Side?

But with such a huge exclamation mark over his head——

Wait!

The exclamation mark disappeared!

Some slight fluctuations began to radiate around him.

These fluctuations came from the World Will!

So, this was a trial from the World Will!

I’ve successfully entered the corresponding phase, perhaps I have a chance to acquire that support skill!

With this thought, Maresa said loudly,

"No problem, I’ll help you find them!"

He plunged into the lake with a "splash," stood on the lakebed, shaped fish out of gold and soul crystals, and then surfaced.

"Look, I found these at the bottom of the lake. Are they your goldfish and soul crystal fish?"

Little Wu looked at them and shook his head repeatedly.

"Not these?" Maresa was stunned.

Little Wu put down his rod, stood up, and spread his arms wide.

"I’m talking about a goldfish and a soul crystal fish that are this big."

Little Wu stated seriously.

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