As can be seen from the specifications of the pillar of light, there is no doubt that this is the style that a real artifact should have.

And it should have no owner now, after all, there is an owner who will not give feedback.

Unless its bearer is weak......

Yi Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, he naturally wouldn't be carried away by the pillar of light given by the artifact.

His gaze was on the place beyond the golden pillar of light: the ominous black that was as thick as an abyss, this was the first time Yi Qiu had seen this kind of doom aura.

Even, Yi Qiu could smell a few traces of the familiar divine aura from it—it was the supreme power that the gods had mastered.

If Yi Qiu guessed correctly, at least a few gods were watching this artifact closely.

The artifact is like the grass that the shepherd throws to the shepherd, and as long as the shepherd in a circle is qualified to fight for this rich delicacy.

Although the vicious dogs in the next circle can't eat grass, it is undoubtedly undesirable for them to let the sheep eat grass and become stronger.

All in all, it was the deepest mud pit now, and all sorts of forces were jumping down.

"How?"

Feller-Ciara looked at Yi Qiu, who was staring into the void silently, and couldn't help but say.

"That's not our stage......"

Yi Qiu touched his bald head and said.

The green dragon nesting in the primeval forest knew the news of the artifact, and Yi Qiu felt that there must be all kinds of battles hidden in the sun.

It wasn't an area he was familiar with, and he didn't want to be involved in this complex situation.

His primary goal now is to reach the legend, and everything else is secondary.

Death in the network only weakens the soul, but the gods have the ability to track down the network cable to their hometown......

"Actually, I don't have a strong need for artifacts."

"If you're not willing, I can help you point out the general direction that might be possible."

Yi Qiu looked at Feller-Sira and said.

"No...... I know my rank, and it's foolish for a young dragon to compete for something coveted by a group of ancient dragons. ”

Feller-Siela said as she looked at Yi Qiu, who was continuing to skillfully peel and cramp the activity.

Of course, she was also moved, but looking at Yi Qiu's indifferent expression, it seemed to infect her to a certain extent, making her calm down.

Sometimes, it's not that people don't have enough intelligence.

But in the face of great temptations, the role of intelligence is sometimes not as useful as people think.

Or to put it simply: lost mind.

"This is the drop of that green dragon...... It seems to have a lot of grudges against you. ”

Feller-Sira threw a seemingly gray spar to Yi Qiu, and after Yi Qiu took it, his palm stained with dragon blood immediately dyed the spar bright red, and Yi Qiu's retina also refreshed the item information:

“

Konachis's Grievances:

Type: Willpower item (used to receive the corresponding Will's quest)

Item Level: 15

Last Wish Mission:

Konachis' dying grievances converged into an unwilling dragon spirit, which vowed to take its fate upon other creatures.

Requirements: Kill a creature before the dying begging for mercy event is completed (0/10)

Reward: Unwilling Dragon Soul (one of the materials used to make the Necromantic Dragon)

”

Yi Qiu looked at it and put it directly into the item backpack, he had already done the last wish task once.

He vaguely remembers being dropped by a very stubborn druid, the purpose of which is to try to guide him to be more harmonious with nature.

But after all, the values of the two are very different, and Yi Qiu can recall it now because of the Peng Bird Feather Ze that he has always worn on his body.

"Let's go to the Dragon's Lair, maybe we can get some gold and go back."

After tearing and decomposing the green dragon neatly, Yi Qiu washed his hands and said to Feller-Cilla with the sticky dragon blood on his hands.

Although the trophy belongs to Yi Qiu from the contract, Yi Qiu is not so stingy with things other than magic items.

After saying that, Yi Qiu grabbed Feller-Sira, and then flew towards the huge ancient tree where the green dragon flew out in the rolling black mist!

…………

…………

"Vomit ......"

Looking at Feller-Sira, who was retching at the entrance of the dragon's lair, Yi Qiu's expression was a little innocent.

Feller-Ciara was not because of Yi Qiu's flying skills or fear of heights or anything like that, but purely because of the strong fishy smell that caused her to suffer tons of olfactory blows after Yi Qiu tore and decomposed the green dragon with her bare hands.

Dragon's blood is very fishy, which is not unrelated to the active energy particles that are abundant in it.

Therefore, dragon's blood ink and everything need to be processed by magic technology, and it is not very reliable to use dragon's blood directly as ink or material.

"This dragon's lair seems to be a little different from what I imagined......"

After breathing in the fresh air outside for a while, Ferrer-Cira, who had returned to normal, said with a subtle expression as she looked at the various ores piled up inside the huge tree hole.

For dragon hunters, the dragon's lair is a place of very special significance, and it occupies a strong color in the inheritance records of dragon hunters.

But now, Feller-Sira, who entered the dragon's den for the first time, only reaped full of frustration:

The golden seas and the colorful gems that glitter with the glittering gold coins in the records have become so far away.

At this moment, Ferrer-Sira was deeply aware of the fact that it is not only race and age that distinguish dragons, but also rich and poor......

Yi Qiu glanced at it, and in the peeping state that had not disappeared, he unexpectedly found a faint golden light flickering among the full ore.

Yi Qiu used Shi Er to rudely pull apart the pile of minerals that had been crushed by the green dragon, and found something that looked like a blue spar in it.

Yi Qiu stretched out his hand to pick it up, and with a cold feeling in his hand, a piece of item information refreshed in his retina:

“

Mark of the Three-Headed Dog:

Item Type: Bloodline Material (Race-Restricted Canines)

Item Descriptions:

This is the bloodline imprint left by a three-headed dog before it returns to the River Styx, and when used on eligible creatures, it can be used to inherit the bloodline of the three-headed dog.

”

The Three-Headed Dog is a mythical monster that is often active in the passages between the physical and underworld.

Somewhere between the living and the dead, the three-headed dog is able to walk freely between the physical and underworld, and is capable of biting 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 laboratories or mage towers, as the three-headed dogs have 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 an abundance of soul to feed on, a three-headed dog is no more powerful than a griffin.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and when he saw this, he suddenly remembered the white wolf that he had freed in the city of decay......