Chapter 631: A Mystery Box

"Congratulations to Dictator on your 51st arena victory!

"You have successfully completed your 51 Kill Winning Streak!

"You have won your Promotion Match, successfully entered the Bronze League, and entered the top 10,000th Bronze Arena Rankings!

"The Arena League Ranking list has been updated!

"Reward (2x): 500 Dark Credits

"Your Bronze League Arena Rank is 9,990th!

"The Betting Pool has been closed!

"Calculating your final reward...

"10,010 (2x Reward) Dark Credits has been added to your account!

"Your (Faceless Ancient) Dark Credit: 22,320

"Do you want to search for another opponent?"

The moment Lord Club was killed, Dark Rose promptly announced Jacob's victory and bountiful rewards.

Jacob merely smiled coldly and said, "No, I want to leave the Dark Battle Arena!"

The next moment, Jacob vanished from the arena and opened his eyes within the dark pod. The virtual liquid began to absorb in the pod, and its lid began to open.

He only fought this match because he was going to start the weapon construction next and wanted to replenish the soul one last time. But he didn't expect to encounter that foul-mouthed idiot, so he was quite pleased.

Nonetheless, he knew that after this match, he would be extremely famous within the Dark City circle, not just in one galaxy. Still, he had quickly finished the fight, so he didn't show much of his abilities.

Someone could only recognize him with his unique swords and green fire mana. But the chance of that happening was almost zero in real life since he seldom entered a direct confrontation and used his guns most of the time to finish the fight as quickly as possible.

Jacob then quickly dressed up and asked Dark Rose, "Are the apparatuses that I've ordered ready?"

"Yes, they had been delivered to your estate!" Dark Rose statically replied.

Jacob didn't delay any longer and quickly left the Dark Room to bring those high-end apparatuses he had spent a fortune into the Dark Room. He required not only top-class materials but also equipment to complete this weapon.

Some of those apparatuses were specialized in magic, while others were to be assembled by Jacob to meet his needs.

It took Jacob three days to arrange and assemble the apparatuses within the Dark Room. Now, the empty Dark Room appeared to be a high-tech center filled with top-class alchemy, gunsmith, and forging apparatuses.

But before Jacob could start the long seclusion, he had to entertain an unexpected guest, in fact there were two of them.

One of them was a butler from the Dark Marquis Estate, one of Fulwood's servants.

Jacob was curious about who that guy was and what Fulwood was planning after making him drink the Spirit Tree Nectar blight with a Life Medicine. As someone who had a deep knowledge of Dark Alchemy and tens of thousands of life medicines made by Dark Beings, he knew what kind of nefarious effect they had once a living being had taken them.

If he was someone without his poison and curse immunity, he knew once he had taken even a slight bit of life medicine, he would become addicted and wouldn't be able to stop himself from consuming more.

Although he had yet to encounter someone who was living on that life medicine, he knew there were many old monsters or people like him who didn't want to die. There should be a black market for these medicines, and they fetch quite high prices from those desperate guys who want to live another extra day.

He was even more curious about where Fulwood acquired the life medicine and already had decided that once Autarch was done with its evolution, he would send Autarch on its very first mission after it became unique.

The butler was very respectful to Jacob and directly handed him a space ring and a letter Fulwood wrote before taking his leave.

Jacob didn't make things hard for the butler and accepted the ring and the letter. After reading the letter, Jacob couldn't help but sneer with a murderous look in his eyes as he peered into the ring.

The next moment, two small, exquisite emerald bottles shaped like pine cones appeared in his hand. They were filled with Spirit Tree Nectar!

In that letter, Fulwood mentioned that he was giving Jacob the gift of these two extremely precious nectar bottles for their friendship and hoped they could develop in a prosperous direction together. He invited him to his estate anytime and some more flowery words.

Jacob directly opened the lids of the bottles, and that same intoxicating scent filled the air he smelled that day. It was, no doubt, the Spirit Tree Nectar. He didn't even find the glass since those two bottles were merely a gulp for him, and he emptied them in his mouth.

Closing his eyes and enjoying the taste, Jacob's smile grew colder as he felt his mind becoming more active.

"How much was in there this time?" He questioned Nyx while still enjoying the taste and cooling sensation.

"Probably 4 or 5% was the Life Medicine. Hehe, that guy has become bolder. What a poor idiot! He's sending you this precious soul-strengthening nectar so he can make you addicted and then use it to control you. Alas, even I'm feeling quite sad for him." Nyx giggled coldly before she continued, "Oh, now that you have consumed more of it, I can definitely tell there is an extremely high concentration of Plasma in this nectar!"

Jacob suddenly opened his eyes with a hint of astonishment, "What kind of plasma?"

"Of course, plasma is from blood, and if I'm not wrong, this special plasma is from the blood of the Spirit Tree Race, which seemed to be highly beneficial for the soul!" Nyx stated her conjecture.

"Didn't this mean those guys are making nectar out of their own kind? Still, we can't be sure until we have some Spirit Tree Race blood samples." Jacob still finds it hard to believe but not impossible to be a possibility.

"But what if this is true?" Nyx inquired with a knowing tone.

Jacob's eyes turned sharp and bloodthirsty. "It's been a while since I've hunted for high-nutrition meat. I don't mind collecting some blood as well. It's not like I haven't done this in the past. But I had never hunted an entire race before. I wonder what it would be like."

After this huge discovery, Jacob suppressed his dark desires until he confirmed Nyx's discovery.

Then he told his butler to bring the other guy, who seemed to be calling himself the servant of a Dark Earl. Since he was already here, he didn't mind hearing what the other party had to say.

However, the butler returned alone with a pocket-sized wooden box and handed it to Jacob respectfully, "My lord, that person had already left when I went back, but he left behind this box on the table. Dark Rose has already scanned it, but she couldn't tell me the content of this box."

Jacob's cocked an eyebrow as he took the small box, which was like a ring box, and there was a small button to open it.

'Even Dark Rose can't tell the content of this box. Don't tell me there's a bomb in here, or is some magic spell hidden? Since that guy suspiciously left, then he could be someone from the ATLAS...' Jacob's mind raced, and he didn't dare be careless.

He looked at the butler, handed him the box, and ordered, "Bring a maid outside in the open field and then tell her to open it."

The butler's expression paled a little. He wasn't an idiot and easily guessed that this box was trouble. Still, he quickly accepted his command, found a maid, and brought her out!

Jacob silently followed behind with an impassive look and a hint of grim anticipation!