"Give it to him?" Jonah looked at Asai uncertainly.
"Give it to him," the Easterner encouraged, "I don't know what the use is anyway, let him see it."
The third-level astrologer hesitantly took out the relic left for him by the ghost Bahama from his bag. The shopkeeper immediately snatched it away, turned around and ran up the stairs, "Hey, hey," the two men shouted and rushed towards On the second floor, the second floor of the Anvil of White Steel is a blacksmith shop. There are furnaces, anvils, bellows and pools in the corners of the room. In the middle of the room, as mentioned in the "Tocharian Lone Traveler's Guide", there is a huge pile of weapons. A pile of steel garbage consisting of hundreds of various swords and spears. Most of the weapons were rusty and seemed to have no other use except for making steel.
Yona and Asai rushed into the room and found the shopkeeper lying on a tattered workbench, concentrating on observing the half-moon-shaped crimson sheet. Just as Yona was about to speak, "Shh..." the shopkeeper stretched out his right hand. Signaling him to be silent, he fiddled with the mirror beside the table twice. A beam of sunlight was reflected onto the workbench and illuminated the tabletop, and the thin film simultaneously glowed with a vivid red glow.
Jonah and Asai looked at each other and walked over lightly. The shopkeeper put on a single-eyed magnifying glass, picked up the thin film with tweezers and looked at the sun. The light focused by the convex lens made the thin film almost transparent. The two men were almost At the same time, they said "Oh" and they clearly saw something like a black ribbon swimming inside the crimson sheet. "What on earth is this?" Jonah couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing." The shopkeeper of the White Steel Anvil turned back and glared at him. "It's a living soul. It's already extremely weak. If it continues like this, it won't take long before it's completely dead. You two idiots. ,"
"Ha," the third-level astrologer was stunned, "You mean, living souls like us...living souls." He suddenly thought of his old friend Jekong, who was slightly mentally disturbed. The southerner kept it in his personal luggage. A magic bead that contains a soul, in which lies the soul of his lover Sarasvati.
The Easterner hit his right palm with his left fist and suddenly realized: "That's right. In the Eastern Continent, this kind of thing is called a 'horcrux'. It is an unlucky thing. It is usually placed in a coffin to accompany the owner for burial."
The fat middle-aged uncle took off his little hat and solemnly held the thin piece: "What's in this is not the soul of a cat or a dog, but a once very powerful monster. I don't know how long it has been hiding in here. I only know that it must have been the overlord of the sky and the land in the era it lived in, a strong man who could make low-level monsters and humans piss off with just one glance,"
"Oh," the two men exclaimed in surprise.
"And the material of this little thing is the reverse scale of a giant dragon. Each giant dragon has a crescent-shaped scale under its neck. The reverse scale is where the dragon's heart and blood vessels gather. It is also the biggest taboo on the dragon's body. If a creature as powerful as a giant dragon dies, it is usually because the reverse scale is lifted up and hurts the heart... Judging from the size and color, this reverse scale belongs to a female fire dragon. When it died, He cannot be more than three hundred years old, so he died young." The fat on the middle-aged uncle's cheeks trembled with excitement, "The era of giant dragons has passed for too long, and now an ordinary dragon scale appears in The auction market can bankrupt a group of extremely wealthy collectors, and you actually own a piece of reverse scale, which also contains an ancient soul that is probably a dragon,"
"Oh," the two men continued to exclaim.
"Oh shit," the uncle gently put down his scales, stood up and walked towards the steel garbage dump, "You guys let me see such an amazing thing, if I don't come up with something to repay you, it will look like I'm a bit stingy... just stand aside. Wait a moment,"
The shopkeeper began to rummage through the pile of weapons, and the Oriental grinned to the back of his head: "Look, his character has exploded. Let's make a deal first. If the weapons given to you are daggers and knives that you don't need, You must give it to me, I am a bit reluctant to use the Taotie now, it would be great to have a dagger that I can use easily."
Yona's face also shone: "Of course, of course, I would rather have a belt with a defensive star array, just like the one Teacher Keshava gave me back then,"
"Do you think there would be a cotton belt in this pile of scrap metal?" Asai raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.
"Yes, look, there is still half a pair of cotton pants," the third-level astrologer pointed to the corner of the garbage pile.
"It's really true..." The Easterner looked over in surprise, "It's not just cotton trousers, there are also two skeleton feet exposed in the trousers legs... If I were to say that it was a dead person, wouldn't it look a bit fussy?"
A drop of cold sweat ran down Jonah's forehead. The two were silent for a long time, and suddenly looked at each other in tacit understanding: "Pretend not to see,"
",,I didn't see it at all,"
According to an astrologer's understanding of life, let alone one corpse, even if there are ten thousand corpses buried under the garbage heap, it has little to do with them, as long as there are no friends or partners among them. The two of them followed the shop owner Uncle Dong. After rummaging around, I didn't know what material the hands of this unspectacular middle-aged man were made of. He was not afraid of the rusty sword blade at all. He picked up the sword and threw it aside, heading towards the garbage pile like a big mole. Central promotion.
"...Yes," ten minutes later, a dirty hand stretched out from the middle of the weapons pile, holding a short blade.
"Yeah," Asai made a gesture to celebrate his victory.
The shopkeeper walked out of the rubbish heap in a hurry and handed a dagger to Jonah: "Here, take it, it's not for you, it's for the souls in the reverse scale,"
Jonah took the unremarkable-looking dagger and took a look at it, "I didn't understand... Oops." Inadvertently, his finger was cut by the blade. The rusty ocher-red blade was sharp beyond imagination. , he put the bleeding fingers into his mouth and returned the dagger to the other party. The handle of the dagger was wrapped with a black cloth strip, and there was a rusty copper groove at the end. It looked like it had been inlaid with some decoration before.
The shopkeeper picked up Ni Lin and inserted it into the groove of the dagger with a click. "The soul in the Horcrux needs to be nourished. Although Ni Lin itself has powerful energy, after so many years, it has been exhausted. 7788, this dagger is a good thing. As long as it is used regularly, the soul can absorb the spiritual energy from the blade and continue to sleep."
The third-level astrologer stared at the short blade, feeling that it looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen it before. The Easterner snatched the dagger away without ceremony and played with it with a smile: "Brother the shopkeeper is right. This knife is an amazing piece of work, I don’t know what it’s called,”
"I don't know," the shopkeeper shook his head and added: "But this is not a long-term solution. I heard that the 'Royal Star' mobile castle in the eastern part of the Vedic Kingdom has a mysterious device that can talk to the soul. There is a chance. If so, go and try your luck. Helping it to be liberated as soon as possible is also a meritorious deed. Okay, you can go,"
Before he could ask clearly about the cause and effect, the owner of the White Steel Anvil chased the two men down the stairs like flies and pushed them out of the store. Yona staggered back and said: "I haven't had time to express my gratitude to you, may I ask your name?" yes……"
"Bang," the store door closed behind him. It seemed that the eccentric owner was not going to do business all day long. Asai happily wiped the dagger with his sleeve, "Don't look bad, this is a knife." As for the weapon of Bai Zhan, I don’t know how many people’s blood I have drank. Maybe in a few years, I will be able to give birth to my own soul and join the ranks of top famous swords. Hehe... Going out for shopping is indeed the right choice."
"Um, Ni Lin..." Yona stammered, covering his bloody finger.
"I'll keep it for you first, and I'll return it to you when we part ways," the Eastern man turned his wrist and the dagger disappeared into his sleeve.
At this moment, the body of the third-level astrologer suddenly twitched nervously, and he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He looked around strangely, and saw that Khalifa Street, shaded by oil palm trees, was crowded with people, and the sunshine in the south was bright and warm. It seemed like a strange place. A good day when people are in a happy mood and nothing is out of the ordinary.
"Asai, have you..." Yona turned around and was halfway through his words, "Lower your head," Asai yelled and pushed his head to the ground, and a buzzing wind blew against his scalp. Flying over the ground, the flying object drew an arc and cut off an oil palm tree as thick as a bucket. The tree crown fell heavily in the middle of the street, and the severed hair slowly fell from the eyes. "It's... the enemy," Jonah Keep your eyes open.
At some point, the scene of the street had changed, and the tourists disappeared. There was only a fifty-yard radius left on Caliphate Street where they were, and beyond the clear dividing line was the endless gray void. "It's a barrier master," Don't step out of the border." The red dagger appeared in the hands of the Easterner, with two clanging sounds, and the two rapidly rotating blades were blocked by him. The extremely sharp flying blade was immediately pulled back to the attacker by a thin chain. In their hands, three enemies wearing the clothes of merchants held steam puppet firearms that spit out steam. The chained Frisbee was the bullet fired by this strange gun.
Jonah had seen this kind of weapon in his dreams. In Ruozhenruowu's illusory memory, his parents were killed by this invisible steam blade gun, "Red Owl Brotherhood," The causes and consequences overlapped, and the third-level astrologer immediately guessed the identity of the enemy. He shouted and raised his staff, "I will not back down now, so I will let you taste the wrath of the astrologer."
...The air was still, nothing happened, the glow of the "Mushroom Farm Trident" did not light up, Yona stared at the staff Silapina dumbfounded, he could not sense the existence of any interstellar lines, the starry sky seemed It disappeared in an instant, and the astrologer's spiritual world became empty. This had never happened since the day he first sensed the star line.
"There are seal masters...there's trouble..." Asai stepped back to protect Yona, squinting his eyes and staring at the enemies that kept appearing.