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I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 117 --Bound for the Battlefield of Winterhold
Daniel’s gaze swept across the surroundings like a blazing torch.
"For the dead to return to life, the price is naturally no small one. As you can already see, they have lost all of their memories."
His voice was calm as still water, yet utterly beyond question.
"As for the rest, I will say no more."
"But you may rest assured—these revived forebears once shed their blood for the human race, and I will never dishonor their reborn bodies."
He had no need to hide anything, nor any need to explain.
With the strength he possessed now, no one could force him to reveal any of his secrets.
The old man fell silent for a moment before finally nodding slowly. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"To be able to return to life is already a heaven-given fortune. Since that is the case... then let us not trouble my lord any further. We should be on our way."
"Mm."
"Bruno, Cole... farewell!"
Dozens of figures lingered with reluctance and sorrow, but in the end, they all turned into streaks of light and disappeared at the edge of the Godscar.
Daniel withdrew his gaze and turned it toward the shadowkin castle in the distance.
There were still tens of millions of shadowkin warriors waiting for him to reap.
He flew above the shadowkin castle and raised Stellar Wrath.
[Arrowstorm].
[Shattering Comet].
[Aetherlance].
[Serpent’s Thundercell].
Four skills erupted at once, transforming into thousands of attacks that poured down like an apocalyptic catastrophe.
-79,596,461!
-79,616,751!
-78,466,451!
[Ding! You have slain a shadowkin overlord! Gold coins +450,000! Obtained "Armor of Envy (legendary-grade)" ×1!]
[Ding! You have slain a shadowkin commander! Gold coins +190,000! Obtained "Demonic Warblade (Exalted-grade)" ×1!]
[Ding! You have slain a shadowkin commander! Gold coins +160,000! Obtained "Demonic Warbracers (Exalted-grade)" ×1!]
System notifications surged in like a tidal wave, and Daniel directly turned off the repeated prompts.
Half an hour later, the shadowkin castle that had stood in the depths of the Abyss Rift for countless millennia had been reduced completely to ruins.
Looking at the scorched wasteland before him, Daniel nodded in satisfaction.
"The shadowkin threat has been resolved. Next..."
He lifted his gaze northward, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
"It’s time to head to the Northern Frontier."
...
Winterhold, the Great Wall of the North.
"Flatten the human fortress! Use their heads as offerings to our ancestors!"
"In this battle, our Mammoth Tribe will be victorious! Kill!"
"Chirrup-chirrup-chirrup! Charge!"
Endless slaughter had dyed the entire region crimson with blood.
The warriors of the six great non-human races and the human warriors fought each other desperately on a battlefield like a giant meat grinder. Every second, hundreds of lives vanished.
And within the Godscar, the slaughter among legendary-grade powerhouses was still ongoing.
At that moment, a figure appeared at the edge of the Godscar.
It was none other than Daniel.
With the Eternal Black King spread wide, he stood beneath that twisted sky, sizing up the Godscar before him.
This battlefield was actually even grander than the one at the nine-star Abyss Rift, and the spatial fluctuations here were even more violent.
"No wonder the Empire could only spare so few people to suppress the Abyss Rift... so the main force was all tied down here."
He raised a hand and activated the [Ring of Void] in his grasp.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Twenty figures appeared out of nowhere—Carodion, Lucian, Tiana...
Twenty legendary-grade powerhouses stood in a single line, each of them radiating a suffocating pressure.
The ten low legendary-grade powerhouses rewarded by the system were all still in Polaris City. On top of that, Daniel had come in a hurry and had not brought them along. Besides, low legendary-grade powerhouses would not have been of much help on the fiercest battlefield anyway.
Daniel looked at the twisted battlefield before him, his voice sharp and commanding.
"Follow me. Drive out the non-human races and clear away every obstacle before humankind."
"We are willing to follow you, my lord!"
All twenty figures answered at once.
Daniel spread his wings and charged into the Godscar first.
The twenty legendary-grade powerhouses followed closely behind, like twenty unsheathed blades stabbing straight into the enemy ranks.
...
"It’s you, Faustus—!"
Inside the Godscar, an aged roar exploded like thunder.
Daniel turned toward the source of the voice and saw an old man shrouded in dark aura rushing straight at him.
The man was dressed in a black robe. His face was gaunt, and his eyes were filled with venom and killing intent.
Dark mage Iris!
The most heavily wanted figure on the Empire’s bounty list!
"Faustus! You dared kill my student, and now you actually dare come here to throw your life away!"
A flash of black light burst from Iris’s body. He abruptly abandoned the opponent in front of him and appeared near Daniel in an instant.
"Protect my lord!"
Carodion’s reaction was as fast as lightning.
The four transcendent powerhouses moved at the same time, stepping in front of Daniel to intercept Iris’s attack.
Iris froze for a moment.
"What is going on?"
A cold smile curved across Daniel’s lips.
As expected, this old fellow was most likely the mentor of that fallen imperial genius, Hadlan.
But judging from the current situation, it seemed this decrepit old thing had delivered himself to death of his own accord.
"We’ll leave him to them. You go deal with the other non-human races."
He gave the order to the powerhouses beside him.
Very soon, more than a dozen figures turned into streaks of light and shot toward every corner of the battlefield.
Daniel’s gaze returned to Iris.
At that moment, the four transcendent powerhouses were launching a frenzied assault against the dark mage.
Golden sword-light, silver spear shadows, and dark crimson flames intertwined into a net of death, trapping Iris firmly in the center.
Iris’s expression turned ashen.
For the first time, he felt a trace of regret for his earlier impulsiveness.
How could this human youth possibly have so many transcendent powerhouses at his side?
Daniel leisurely cast a Detection spell.
[Iris · transcendent legendary-grade]
Description: A core member of the Shadow Council, the supreme powerhouse of the dark magic lineage, and the highest-bountied existence on the Empire’s wanted list.
After reading the information, Daniel’s smile deepened.
Even Peak Transcendent overlord Baal had struggled when besieged by four powerhouses of the same tier, let alone Iris!
After several minutes of battle, Iris was already at the end of his strength.
"Now!"
Carodion gave a loud shout.
Daniel’s figure instantly appeared before Iris.
[Wind’s Embrace]!
[Serpent’s Thundercell]!
-791,544,691!
-776,615,644!
-768,649,794!
Even Daniel himself was stunned for a moment by those damage numbers approaching eight hundred million.
But he quickly understood why.
His title granted tenfold bonus damage against dark-aligned beings.
And Iris just happened to be dark-aligned.
[Ding! You have slain Shadow Council Leader Boss "Iris"!
Obtained skill book "Shadow Arrow"!
Obtained "High-tier Divinity Fragment" ×1!
Obtained "Heavenscar Pass" ×1!
Obtained "Ascension Stone (legendary-grade)" ×2!]
Daniel’s eyes flickered slightly.
A dark-element skill book—this really was an unexpected delight.
He took out the skill book, which glowed with a dim violet radiance, and chose to learn it without the slightest hesitation.
[Ding! You have successfully mastered the skill "Shadow Arrow (SSS-rank)"!]
[Shadow Arrow (SSS-rank)]
Effect: Inflicts a triple-layered dark curse on a designated target for one minute.
[Dark Abyss]: Causes the target to fall into a coma.
[Dark Illusion]: Directly reduces the target’s maximum HP by 1% and maximum MP by 1%.
[Dark Erosion]: Randomly seals one of the target’s active skills.
Description: A core forbidden art of dark magic. With a single thought, it can cast an opponent into an abyss of eternal damnation. However, beware—light magic can dispel it.
After reading through the skill’s details, Daniel closed the interface.
This was his first curse-type skill.
Three layers of negative effects—each one could be called top-tier.







