"The authentic Blood Crown is stored here when it is not on display."
In the Old World, in the No. 3 underground storage room of the National Museum of the Teutonic Republic, a group of people walked down the steps and entered this closed space protected by a heavy alloy wall.
"The specifications of the protective wall here, as well as the sealing formation, are completely built in accordance with the recommendations of the church. It is also the highest protection level in the entire Old Continent. According to the evaluation of several magicians, this place is enough to withstand the full attack of weak gods.
."
"Our protective wall has a total of seven layers. Each layer is three meters thick and is integrated with the ribs of the Titan God. It has a strong protective effect and can also suppress all evil spirits that enter here."
"All the lighting here is also specially made to make all shadows and dark forces invisible."
"Whether it's time or space, there are enough defense methods here."
"These powerful protections are not just for the Blood Crown. There are seven ancient mythical equipment stored here, which are all national treasures of our Teutonic Republic."
"So our intelligence agency has an armed force stationed here all year round to ensure that even if someone as weak as a god intrudes, it will be safe."
"There is also a summoning array here. When necessary, we can ask an angel king to come at any time."
The young man wearing glasses and walking at the front of the crowd stopped at this moment: "So I don't understand why the Holy See is worried about it? I can guarantee that this mythical weapon is very safe.
, nothing unusual has happened so far. What’s more, no one can use it now, right?”
"The Church of Light has reliable enough information channels, and we are sure that the current Blood Crown is no longer safe."
It was a man wearing a white holy robe with a bright holy emblem on his chest: "And Mr. Drok, your mission is to bring us to the Blood Crown so that we can judge its status ourselves."
Drok shrugged and came to a huge alloy door. As he turned the disc at the door and entered the password numbers one by one, the four-meter-thick door slowly opened.
"Look, this is the blood crown, the main part of the greatest mythical equipment in the Middle Ages - the Scarlet Dragon Kai. Some people think that its rank is second only to the Whip of God of the King of the Huns."
Behind the alloy door is a small room ten meters square. There is nothing in it, only a cement platform. On the platform is a blood-red crown, covered with special bulletproof glass.
"You see, there is nothing unusual about it. In fact, this crown has always been under our surveillance. I guarantee that these colleagues of mine are doing their duty."
Behind Drok, the priests looked at each other with different expressions. Some looked relaxed, some looked puzzled, and some didn't care.
"Rodelio."
It was still the middle-aged man wearing the bright holy robe. He turned back and looked at one of his colleagues.
"Did you notice anything unusual?"
Compared to what he saw before his eyes, this man believed in his colleagues more.
The latter was closing his eyes tightly, holding a curse seal in his hand and muttering something. After a long time, he shook his head slightly: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, Bishop Medici. I have found nothing now. Judging from the results of the channeling, the blood-red crown is very calm. Its interior
It's like a stagnant water without any movement."
"No?"
The middle-aged man frowned, his eyes confused: "Then can we check the status of the scarlet dragon armor?"
"No way." Another cleric still shook his head: "I can't imagine that, just like the rumors, although they are a complete set of mythical weapons, they can be used separately. I have actually tried it just now, and I feel that unless it is
The distance between them is within ten thousand kilometers, otherwise it would be difficult for me to spy on the scarlet dragon armor through the connection between them."
The middle-aged man in the bright holy robe suddenly became energetic, but before he could speak, Drok shouted loudly: "This is impossible! Mr. Medici, this is the national treasure of the Teutonic Republic.
It must not leave the territory of the Teutonic Republic!"
"Can't we accommodate it? We, the Medici family, can provide a mortgage guarantee."
After seeing the sarcastic smile on Drok's face, the middle-aged man shook his head with regret: "Then please strengthen the protection level here. Mr. Drok, the current status of this underground storage room,
But there is no way to satisfy me and the Holy See."
"Of course, the funds for the renovation of this place will also be fully paid by the Medici family and the Holy See. This is also the will of His Majesty the Pope!"
This sentence sealed Drok's mouth, and the latter shrugged with relief: "If you insist on this and are really prepared to fully bear all expenses, I can submit an application to the higher authorities. But you are prepared to strengthen it to
To what extent? There has to be a specific plan, right?"
The middle-aged man in the bright holy robe did not speak, but silently took out a scroll and handed it to the other party's hand. After the latter took it, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Wow, this is the sequence of the Holy Brahma Light Mantra. Are you going to copy it here completely? The cost is not small, at least five to six billion -"
"It's worth it." The middle-aged man said calmly: "Mr. Drok, as long as you can help us facilitate this matter as soon as possible, the Medici family will have additional compensation for you."
"You are bribing state officials."
Drok laughed and put away the scroll: "But I promised you, can it be done within a month? As long as you can provide enough materials. Now please follow me."
And just after everyone led by Drok left, the two storage room managers who were following at the back of the crowd all looked at the blood-red crown with confused eyes.
In their perception, this mythical weapon has never been as peaceful as a piece of 'stagnant water'.
When experts organized by the museum used instruments to test several times before, they could find that the Blood Crown regularly emits electromagnetic waves of a certain frequency to the outside world every five seconds, covering a radius of 10,000 kilometers.
Two magicians determined that this was Blood Crown's attempt to find its new owner. Unfortunately, in the past two thousand years, there has not been a qualified member of the Hohenstaufen family who has met its requirements for recognizing its owner.
.
And the words of the priest just now made them suspect that something might have happened to the Blood Crown.
"Let's go!"
The storage room manager on the left finally shook his head and chuckled: "I guess it's a matter of wording. Apart from the regular search of the Blood Crown, this thing is indeed in a state of stagnant water."
"I think so too. But I guess it's more likely that he didn't notice anything."
The other person shrugged and walked out the door as well: "Even magicians need special instruments to detect them. That guy thinks that he can see through everything in the mythical weapon just by relying on his own sensing ability.