Bringing all the carriages and corpses into the Palace of Rest as quickly as possible, erasing the traces on the ground, and taking everyone back, Ange lay back on the ground and pretended to be dead.
But in the Palace of Rest, everyone has already discussed how to divide the spoils.
Luther looked at the sword in Tierreis's hand and drooled.
"Tsk tsk, look at the material, look at the workmanship, look at the gems, look at the magic patterns, look at the inscriptions, tsk tsk, it's so beautiful." Luther really hated himself for not studying hard.
Can't think of a good adjective.
Nigris poked his head over to take a look: "Dragon-patterned steel core, mithril, filigree, magic pattern, earth-covered, forged gems, buff, piercing, and enchanted two-handed sword. It's really good."
"Pfft! What are you talking about?!" Luther spurted blood. Why did he know every word of what Nigris said, but when combined, he only understood "two-handed sword".
"I'm talking about the forging process of this sword. You see, dragon-patterned steel is the main body, and mithril filigree. These magic patterns are not engraved. When you touch them, they are all floating. They are all mithril wires, covered with earth and forged.
, look at this soil pattern, can you see it looks like a wave?"
"Gem buff, can you recognize what kind of gem this is? The wind element gem, when struck with the first sword, can avoid the obstruction of the wind element to the greatest extent. It has high wind breaking efficiency, and also has the effect of piercing enchantment and piercing magic shield.
Top-notch, you didn't see it just now, the sword master just punched through two layers of the magician's shield."
"Hiss...hiss...hiss..." Nigris said while Luther inhaled: "Recognize? I have never heard of this kind of gem."
"Do you know how poor you are?" Nigris laughed.
It is difficult for a native from the barren plane to understand the luxury of aristocratic swordsmen on the main material plane. From Luther's understanding, there is nothing special about swordsmen on the main material plane. They can only eat ten beets in one meal.
To think that there are so many tricks that can be played on a sword.
"This, can you give me this?" Luther asked Ange coquettishly, wringing his fingers.
Ange nodded.
Luther was overjoyed and shouted: "My lord, you are so kind. I will serve you to the death."
Nigris smiled and said: "It's easy for you kid. This sword can be exchanged for a small city." No matter how small a city is, it has more than 10,000 people and has brick and stone walls. There are no city walls and a population of tens of thousands.
, they all deserve to be called villages and towns.
It’s no wonder that Tierres was able to defeat the great magician even though he was blocked by a bunch of followers. Many times, the strength of a rich man depends not on himself but on his equipment.
Picking up the magician's explosion ring, Nigris threw it to Ange: "The explosion ring can store a level six explosion technique. Just put the magic power into it. It is especially suitable for infinite magic monsters like you."
Ange nodded and put the ring on his hand. However, the ring fell off as soon as the ring was inserted into the finger bone without flesh. In the end, he had to put something on the finger bone to keep the ring on securely.
"Demon-suppressing armor can suppress the damage of magic attacks. This size can only be worn by Luther." Armor is actually a very troublesome thing, because it has sizes, and it will not fit if it is too big or too small.
Wearing it hard sometimes not only fails to protect, but also affects the flexibility of movement. How many poor swordsmen, because they could not buy suitable armor, were caught in the chain during battle and were hacked to death by the enemy.
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Luther happily took the armor, found a cloth to wipe it with, and then put it on.
Negris looked at the damage on his chest with regret: "Go back and find a dwarf craftsman to repair it. Just snap a gem off the armor and it will be enough to fill the gap."
Luther was stunned for a moment, then touched the location of the defect and said, "What you said reminds me of a proverb, milk the cow and feed the minotaur, and you will be self-sufficient."
"What a mess." Nigris cursed angrily and picked up Shehad's staff again.
Compared with luxury, this staff is even better than Tierres' long sword. Nigris doesn't even bother to introduce it because there are too many good things: "A staff has a beneficial effect, but you can't use it.
The limit to your magical power is your magic."
Ange nodded and said, "Give it to Felin." Even if it works, Ange doesn't plan to replace it. The staff can't cut grass, and he still likes his sickle.
"You're taking advantage of that kid. This staff is worth more than his shabby dungeon." Negris said, putting away the staff and taking off Shehad's robe. It was also a good thing, but it was pierced.
It's a big hole that needs to be filled later.
Suddenly, Nigris felt uninteresting. There were so many good things that it would take countless pages to introduce them one by one, and none of them were useful. It was like trying his best to introduce blind dates to other dragons.
, after the introduction, I am still single, which is really boring.
Forget it, Nigris didn't bother to introduce it, and counted it casually: "Excellent long sword, fifty sets of armor, some damaged."
"Four sets of magic velvet bedding and several single-person tents."
"There are four luxury tent carriages in a set, one water truck, one cooking truck, and one office communication vehicle. Uh, this should be a maid-only and afternoon tea dining car, right?"
After counting, Luther Lightning and Nairi's Dragon Soul couldn't help but poke their heads over: "You mean, there are special vehicles for tents, water tanks, cooks, offices, and even afternoon tea?"
Nigris nodded.
The four guys looked at each other, and they all saw the envy in each other's eyes, and then they cursed in unison: "Scum, waste."
"For those who don't know, you think you're here for an outing, and you still want to slay a dragon?" Luther said angrily. He used to travel in the Abyss of Rest, relying solely on his feet to get back and forth. But when he got tired, sleepy, and the wind picked up, he just dug a hole.
Just sleep, there are so many options, even afternoon tea has a special vehicle.
"A magic pattern certified space belt and a space ring, which are also certified by magic patterns. In the future, I will have the opportunity to find a great magician of the space system to see if I can erase the certified magic patterns on them."
While counting, sort them into categories. If someone can use it, they will be directly classified under their name, and if they are not needed temporarily, they will be stored.
The luxurious carriage with the rose emblem was quickly spotted.
When they opened the door and looked inside, Luther and Lightning screamed in surprise. From the outside, the carriage was only two meters wide and three meters long, but inside, it had an area of ​​about thirty square meters, and the decoration was extremely luxurious.
, glittering gold.
A comfortable cool breeze surged out, giving Luther and Lightning a chill in their hearts.
Luther couldn't help but sigh: "These nobles and magicians on the main material plane are really richer than us."
"Wait a minute, he is richer than you, don't involve us." Nigris quickly clarified.
Luther was stunned and looked at Nigris up and down a few times in disbelief.
"Haha, you don't believe it? Do you know how valuable every plant, tree, stone, and arch here is?"
"The immortal spring stone is valuable but not marketable, the soul-turned-wood, hundreds of magic crystals, one kilogram, there are several thousand tons here, that arch is a space gate, tens of millions of magic crystals, there are several here, and even farms
The enchantments are all at the level of artifacts, and they have a price but no market."
Speaking of the farm, Ange tilted his head, pointed at the farm and asked: "Do you know it?"
"Of course I know that the eternal mirror enchantment cuts off a piece of the main material plane and projects the mirror image here. Aren't you curious why there is always sunshine, life, and change within the farm? There is no such knot.
Realm, nothing can be grown in the Palace of Rest."
After finishing speaking, Negris sighed again: "This is an artifact-level barrier. The king actually used it to let you grow vegetables. It's really a waste. To be honest, if anything here is taken out of the main material plane, it will cause madness."
Grab it, even those soils scattered all over the ground are treasures for alchemists and pharmacists. If you just sell a little bit, you can be richer than these guys."
After saying so much, Luther understood the 'artifact-level barrier' and said with some dissatisfaction: "These belong to adults. It's none of your business. You are as poor as us."
"Haha, do you know what this is?" In the Palace of Rest, Negris's body was the Book of Brass. He opened and closed the pages a few times and said: "The Book of Brass, the artifact that seals the gods,
How much do you think this book alone is worth?"
Luther was at a loss for words. He wanted to speak harshly but had no confidence. If something could seal gods, even if the gods sealed inside were not valuable, the book would certainly be valuable.
Lightning said lightly: "You are an adult too."
A decisive blow, it was Nigris' turn to vomit blood.
At this moment, Ange suddenly sensed something and immediately cut out his thoughts.
I saw the sound of horse hooves coming from the horizon in the distance, and a silver figure flapped its wings desperately and advanced at high speed. Behind him, Gaillard was chasing after him on a unicorn. Every time the unicorn stepped, explosions exploded.
A ball of electric light made a crisp loud noise.
But the one with four legs, even if it was running in the air, could not catch up with the one with wings, and the silver figure was seen flying farther and farther away.
At this moment, a female magician suddenly appeared in front of the silver dragon, swinging a giant staff seven or eight meters long and as wide as a door panel, and swept it across.
The silver dragon Yolanda's face turned pale with fright. She raised her neck high, then violently flapped her wings and drew in her abdomen, forcibly raising half of her body, barely able to avoid the female magician's staff.
But the skin was still scratched, three or four of the scales were peeled off, and two of the scales were stuck together, like nails that had been peeled off, and it hurt just to look at it.
Yolanda screamed, opened her mouth and blew out a breath of dragon breath.
Before the dragon's breath could reach her body, the female magician had disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already above Yolanda's head. The giant staff smashed down on her head and hit Yolanda's back, almost knocking her back.
Get angry.
Yolanda struggled to roll, trying to throw the female magician off, but suddenly felt a pain on her back. When she glanced sideways, she saw the female magician putting the end of the staff on its back.
"Nim ah malamulu bona ha lu ssssss!" The spell was as clear as stones, spraying out from the female magician's mouth, making Yolanda dizzy.
To be continued...