Chapter 1190: Sacred Death! Three Goods!

Chapter 1190: The Sacred Death! Three Items!

The goods inside these three boxes—two of them were the legendary lower-tier hero rank certificates of the Puppet Emperor and the upper-tier god's lower-tier hero rank certificate of the Pale Whale Master.

Zhou Zhou froze.

Were these not among the 1,000 human heroes summoned by Him this morning? The fate traits of two of those heroes?

For heaven's sake.

Already included in the Lord's Marketplace's catalog and now listed for sale so quickly?

A truly swift move.

Then He turned his gaze to the final item.

As He saw it, He froze in place.

For there it stood—a master-level talent sphere radiating a bronze glow.

[Item Name: Lord's Talent Sphere - Agricultural Expert]

[Item Rank: Bronze Level]

[Item Effect: Upon absorption, the Lord will gain the Bronze-level Lord's Talent - Agricultural Expert!]

[Item Description: A Lord's Talent Sphere purified by the Supreme Will. After absorption, it grants the Lord a Bronze-level Lord's Talent.]

"Agricultural Expert…"

"Isn't this the Lord's Talent of Zhou Chenglin?"

Zhou Zhou was stunned.

Then he began to ponder.

According to what Zhou Chengmin had said,

the Lord's Marketplace operated by copying goods from the common people, based on the Lord's own inner thoughts and intentions, as if guided by an unseen force—then incorporating those items into the Lord's Marketplace for purchase by Lords.

It seems the Lord's Marketplace has sensed the Lord's deep concern over the grain crisis in the Sun-Emperor's realm, and thus has directly incorporated Master Fenglin's lordly aptitude into its offerings.

"Unbelievable—the Lord's Marketplace's inventory range has even extended to include lordly aptitudes."

Zhou Zhou shook his head in astonishment.

"The Lord's Marketplace, capable of encompassing every aspect of the common folk, naturally includes the lordly aptitudes borne upon their very beings."

Zhou Chengmin chuckled happily.

Zhou Zhou nodded in agreement.

Indeed,

A 100% burst lordly aptitude can spawn other lords' lordly aptitudes; a God Thief's stealth gloves can steal fragments of other lords' lordly aptitude crystals; and the King of Loot goes even further—directly upgrading the quality of a lordly aptitude by one level.

If so many lordly aptitudes can spawn other lordly aptitudes or fragments of lordly aptitude crystals, then why shouldn't all others?

The only difference between them, perhaps, lies solely in how they are obtained.

"How many legendary Mist Hearts does each of these items have?"

Zhou Zhou didn't hesitate, simply asking.

"The lower-tier Hero Rank Certificate from the Legend of the Puppet Emperor, worth 100 legendary Mist Hearts."

"The lower-tier Hero Rank Certificate from the Pale Whale Lord's upper-tier god, worth 20,000 legendary Mist Hearts."

"The Bronze-Rank Lord's Talent Sphere – Agricultural Expert, worth 100,000 legendary Mist Hearts."

Zhou Chengmin stated it.

Zhou Zhou gaped.

Lord-tier talents were indeed expensive.

A mere Bronze-Rank Lord's talent—worth 100,000 legendary Mist Hearts?

It was on par with true god-tier items.

But He said nothing, simply producing twelve ten thousand one hundred legendary mist hearts and handing them over, then smoothly securing the three items.

Among them, the Puppet Emperor and the Pale Whale Lord's *Heroic Heritage Codex*—Zhou Zhou did not immediately toss them into the Military Merit Exchange System. Instead, he transferred them through the Legion Panel directly to the Puppet Emperor and the Pale Whale Lord themselves to handle.

After all, a generation of heroes had already lived, and they were his own subordinates. He didn’t want to arbitrarily pass on the heritage of his underlings—there was something inherently improper about that.

So he let them manage it themselves.

As for the Agricultural Expert, He used it personally.

Then He glanced at the effect of the Lord’s Talent.

[Lord’s Talent: Agricultural Expert (Bronze Tier)]

[Talent Effect 1: You are born with a unique lifestyle profession—Agricultural Expert—and possess extensive knowledge and practical experience in agriculture.]

[Talent Effect 2: When you summon your vassals each day, there is a greater chance of summoning agricultural specialists. Additionally, there is a very small chance of attracting external farmers to join your territory.]

[Talent Effect 3: You and the agricultural specialists within your territory can gain ascension energy by planting and harvesting crops, thereby elevating both your own strength and that of your farmers, as well as their professional ranks.]

Zhou Zhou gazed at the lord's talent, his mind stirring with subtle contemplation.

Then a decision formed within him.

"Perhaps it's better not to directly upgrade through the shards of the lord's talent crystallization."

"Instead, let me cultivate the Supreme Holy Body while simultaneously enhancing the talent."

"This way, I cultivate the Supreme Holy Body, upgrade the lord's talent, and avoid wasting the shards of the lord's talent crystallization."

He thought to himself.

At that moment,

Wu Tu hurried over from afar and bowed respectfully before him:

"Your Majesty, the Empress Elisa has just sent the latest news!"

"What news?"

Zhou Zhou casually asked.

"Elisar willingly committed suicide before the might of the Ogrin Divine Kingdom, to halt their relentless pursuit of the remnants of the Primordial Elf Empire. Now, He lies dead within a transcendental territory known as 'The Holy Plain,' beyond the borders of the Praja Empire."

"After confirming that Elisar had truly perished, the Ogrin Divine Kingdom's ruler did not retrieve his body—he simply led his army away."

"Elisar's corpse remains untouched in the Holy Plain. No one dares to approach it."

Zhou Zhou stared blankly at Wu Tu.

Then, his brows furrowed deeply. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, and his divine form vanished from where it had been.

...

The Holy Plain.

Zhou Zhou's divine form suddenly appeared here.

He looked upon Elisar, hands resting on her swords, kneeling on the ground, her head bowed, silent and still—his breath stilled.

After a long silence.

He sighed softly.

"Why must we choose this path?"

He spoke to himself.

Then, he took a deep breath, entering the strongest state as 'King,' and reached out, preparing to place his hand upon Elisa's head, to perform the Great Resurrection upon her.

But in the very next instant—

His face froze abruptly.

As he had just placed his hand upon Elisa's head, her divine form suddenly shattered like sand, dispersing into countless brilliant white sparks—each spark shimmering like a star, fading gently into the air.

At the same time, a delicate, magnetic female voice echoed softly in his ear.

It was Elisa's voice.

"Zhou Zhou."

"I knew it had to be you."

"You're going to use the Great Resurrection Ritual on me, aren't you?"

"But I, Elisaar, the last queen of the Primordial Elf Empire, do not wish to accept your Great Resurrection."

"I died for my people, for my empire."

"If I turn back and are resurrected by you, all I have done would be meaningless—almost comical."

"Your Imperial Majesty."

"This is my sacred death!"

"Please do not alter it."

"Also."

"It was a great privilege to meet you, a lord and man so exceptional that no other race could ever match you, right before I died."

"Alas, we were not fated to meet."

"I have one final request—please establish a tomb for me in the ruins of the Primordial Elf Empire."

"Then let Naitya come to pay her respects."

"Let me see Naitya again, standing before my grave after she has risen from the dead. Only then will I have no regrets."

"Lastly… thank you."

"Zhou Zhou."

The voice cut off abruptly.

Zhou Zhou stood motionless, staring at the fading light before him, silent for a long time.