As can be seen from the specifications of the light beam, there is no doubt that this is the style that a real artifact should have.
And it probably doesn't have an owner now. After all, if there is an owner, it won't give feedback if it's a spy.
Unless its holder is incredibly weak...
Yi Qiu squinted his eyes slightly. There was a high probability that he would not be dazzled by the beam of light given by the artifact.
His eyes were focused on the place beyond the golden light pillar: the ominous black color that was as strong as an abyss. This was the first time Yi Qiu had seen such a specter of doom.
Yi Qiu even smelled a few familiar sacred auras from it - that was the supreme power controlled by the gods.
If Yi Qiu guessed correctly, at least several gods are paying close attention to this artifact.
Artifacts are like the grass that a shepherd throws to the sheep. As long as the sheep are in a circle, they are eligible to compete for this rich delicacy.
Although the vicious dogs in the next circle cannot eat the grass, there is no doubt that they do not want to see the shepherds eat the grass and become stronger.
All in all, it is now the deepest mud pit there, and all kinds of forces are jumping down.
"how?"
Feiler-Silla looked at Yi Qiu who was staring into the void without saying a word, and couldn't help but say.
"That's not our stage..."
Yi Qiu touched his bald head and said.
The green dragon nestled in the primeval forest all knew the news about the artifact, and Yi Qiu felt that there must be various conflicts hidden under the sun.
That was not an area he was familiar with, and he didn't want to get involved in such a complicated situation.
His primary goal now is to reach legend, and other things are secondary.
Death in the comprehensive network will only cause the soul to be weak, but the gods have the ability to trace the network cable to their hometown...
"Actually, I don't have a strong need for artifacts."
"If you are unwilling, I can help you point out possible general directions."
Yi Qiu looked at Feiler-Xila and said.
"No... I know my own level. It is undoubtedly foolish for a young dragon to fight for something coveted by a group of ancient dragons."
Feiler-Silla said while looking at Yi Qiu who was continuing to perform the skin-picking and cramping exercises skillfully.
Of course she was also moved, but looking at Yi Qiu's calm expression seemed to have infected her to a certain extent and made her calm down.
Sometimes, it’s not that people’s intelligence is insufficient.
But in the face of huge temptation, the role of intelligence is sometimes not as useful as people think.
Or simply put, it means: losing your mind.
"This is what the green dragon dropped...it seems to have a lot of resentment towards you."
Feiler-Silla threw a seemingly gray crystal to Yi Qiu. After Yi Qiu took it, his palm stained with dragon blood immediately dyed the crystal bright red, and Yi Qiu's retinas also refreshed.
Out of item information:
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Conakis' resentment:
Type: Last wish prop (after using it, you can receive the corresponding last wish mission)
Item Level:15
Last wish mission:
Konakis's resentment before his death gathered into an unwilling dragon soul, and it vowed to take what happened to it on other living beings.
Mission requirements: Kill the opponent before the death of the creature begging for mercy is completed (0/10)
Mission reward: Unwilling Dragon Soul (one of the materials for making the undead dragon)
"
Yi Qiu looked at it and put it directly into his item backpack. He had already completed the last wish mission once.
He vaguely remembered that it was dropped by a very stubborn druid, and its purpose was to try to guide him to treat nature more harmoniously.
But after all, their values are very different. Yi Qiu can still recall it because of the Peng Bird Feather that he has always worn.
"Let's go to the Dragon's Cave and have a look. Maybe we can get some gold back."
After deftly tearing the green dragon apart and dismantling it, Yi Qiu washed the sticky dragon blood on his hands and said to Feiler-Silla.
Although according to the contract, these trophies belong to Yi Qiu, Yi Qiu is not so stingy with things other than magic items.
After saying that, Yi Qiu grabbed Feiler-Silla, and then flew towards the huge ancient tree from which the green dragon flew out in the billowing black mist!
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"vomit……"
Looking at Feiler-Xila retching at the entrance of the dragon's lair, Yi Qiu's expression was a little innocent.
Feiler-Xila was not because of Yi Qiu's flying skills or fear of heights, but purely because of the strong fishy smell after Yi Qiu tore and decomposed the green dragon with his bare hands, which shocked her sense of smell.
Dragon's blood has a very fishy smell, which is not unrelated to the active energy particles it contains.
Therefore, dragon blood ink and other things require magical processing. It is not very reliable to directly use dragon blood as ink or material.
"This dragon's lair seems a little different from what I imagined..."
After breathing the fresh air outside for a while, Feiler-Silla, who returned to normal, looked at the various ores piled up in the huge tree hole and said with a subtle expression.
For dragon hunters, the dragon lair is a place of very special significance, and it occupies a strong color in the inheritance records of dragon hunters.
But now, Feiler-Silla, who entered the dragon's lair for the first time, only gained full of frustration:
The golden sea and colorful gemstones that sparkled with the charming light of gold coins in the records have become so far away.
At this moment, Ferrer-Cilla deeply realized a fact: what distinguishes dragons is not only race and age, but also wealth and poverty...
Yi Qiu glanced around, and in the state of voyeurism that had not yet disappeared, he unexpectedly discovered a faint golden light shining among the full ore.
Yi Qiu used Shi'e to roughly pull apart the pile of minerals that had been crushed by the green dragon, and then found what looked like a blue crystal stone in it.
Yi Qiu reached out and picked it up. With a cold feeling in his hand, a piece of item information was refreshed in his retina:
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Mark of the three-headed dog:
Item type: bloodline material (race-limited canine)
item description:
This is the bloodline mark left by a three-headed dog before it returned to the Styx. When used on a creature that meets the conditions, it can inherit the bloodline of the three-headed dog.
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The three-headed dog is a kind of mythical monster with far-reaching popularity. They are often active along the passage between the material world and the underworld.
The three-headed dog is between the living and the dead. It can walk freely in the material world and the underworld, and can bite the souls of its enemies.
It feeds on the soul, but it has flesh and blood.
Some archmages like to use this monster as a defensive creature in their laboratory or mage tower, because the three-headed dog has an extremely long lifespan, and some can even survive for tens of thousands of years.
Of course, the strength and longevity of the three-headed dog come from the soul.
Without sufficient souls as nourishment, a three-headed dog is no more powerful than a griffin.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head. Seeing this, he suddenly remembered the white wolf that he had kept in the decaying city...