The lich didn't sit long before leaving, but left a few things behind.

A metal treasure box.

An ordinary vase, an amber vase, and a bronze key.

A total of four things, handed over to Charles by Anastasia, the wind djinn. Charles looked at the otherworldly creature strangely who hadn't left with his master, "You're not leaving?" ”

The aristocratic woman with cyan skin shook her head, her whole person was floating off the ground, her blue hair was flying behind her head, and her temperament was noble and elegant.

Although the Wind Djinn nobleman did not speak, he kept staring at the metal treasure box, as if he was motioning for Charles to open it first.

"This box ......" Charles did not drag the mud and water, and very simply opened the lid of the unlocked box, only to see a black spindle-shaped gem lying quietly at the bottom of the box.

Charles' eyes widened for a moment.

The Stone of Ion.

"Is it the Stone of Ionn in the Demon Cultist's hand?" Charles asked, his palms trembling slightly, grasping the stone and staring at the Wind Djinn.

"Yes."

Anastasia finally spoke, her voice as ethereal and distant as her appearance, and said, "That demon believer is imprisoned in a gem by his mistress, and his soul has no secrets. ”

The female wind djinn lifted the sponge at the bottom of the box, scooped up a thin book, handed it to Charles, and continued, "This is the secret of that demon believer. The hostess specially compiled the book for me to give you. ”

Heavy gifts.

A very thoughtful gift.

Not knowing what to say, Charles silently put away the second Stone of Ionn and the book, not in a hurry to extract information about this magical treasure.

"What about those two bottles?" Charles simply stopped guessing. Ask the female wind djinn directly.

"The amber bottle is a holy thing." Anastasia doesn't seem to have mood swings. The word "holy relic" came out of her mouth. It's so prosaic.

"Holy relic, just this bottle?" Charles had to be suspicious.

"No, the bottle is not a holy thing, but a drop of blood in the bottle." The Wind Djinn said lightly, "This is one of the holy relics in that dark priest's treasury, the blood of Losanda. ”

"The blood of Losanda?"

Hearing this, Charles' breath suddenly choked.

Amber bottle.

Blood of Loshanda.

Tracing these two key items, Charles immediately remembered the founder of the original Dragon Worship Cult. The earth-shattering battle between Samast and the incarnation of Loshanda, the Lord of the Dawn.

For professionals in the continent of "Dawn", the name of Samast is still thunderous to this day. It was the chosen one of Mystra, the goddess of magic, and at the same time the degenerate of humanity, the Lich. In its heyday, the Worship of the Dragons was rampant on the continent, and the Church of the Gods did not dare to clash with the Worship of the Dragons, but in the end, the Church of Losanda could not bear it anymore and gathered hundreds of priests to intercept the Samast who went out, and a great war broke out between the two sides in the wilderness.

Samast's strength has left hundreds of priests in despair, and the priests have no choice but to sacrifice themselves. Pray for the arrival of Losanda. The Lord of the Dawn answered the prayers of the faithful and succeeded in lowering the doppelganger. At the same time as destroying Samast, the clone was also injured by Samast, and the scattered drops of divine blood were collected into amber bottles by the priests he rushed to reinforce and stored as holy relics.

Samast's strength is undoubted, but after the turbulent years, because of the increasingly fierce battle between the church's faith, the church of Los Sanda was hostile to God, and more than once used this story to ridicule and belittle the divine power of Los Angeles. After all, no matter how you say it, the gods are high and invincible in the eyes of mortals, and although they are only a few minor bruises, they can't stand up to the propaganda of evil believers.

The weakening of the prestige of the church is a trivial matter, and for the believers of Los Angeles, the most intolerable and humiliating thing is that a bottle of divine blood that was recovered at the beginning was stolen by legendary thieves, and its whereabouts have not been known since.

The theft happened more than ten years ago, and it caused a lot of uproar, when the people of the mainland countries thought that it was a conspiracy between Ciric and Musk to humiliate Loshanda, but now Charles feels that this matter is inseparable from the dark king Bane. Because the stolen bottle of 'Blood of Losanda' was kept by Isaac.

Anastasia, the wind dwindling, didn't explain further, and if it were someone else, it would definitely be inexplicable to the lich's gift, after all, the 'Blood of Loshanda' is only a nominal holy artifact, and has little practical use for the player. But Charles immediately understood what Ingrid meant.

"She knows I have a fragment of the Durandal Sword......" Charles snapped.

The 'blood of Losanda' fell into the hands of ordinary professionals, and its only purpose was to make a deal with the church of Losanda. The exchange of holy relics for holy relics is, of course, holy relics. As we all know, the sword body of 'Durandal' is still in the collection of the Losanda Church.

Another great gift.

It was the equivalent of giving him the remaining fragments of 'Durandal'.

Charles put away the amber bottle and looked at the other, normal-looking vase, "What about this?" ”

"Seal my bottle." Anastasia's cyan eyes finally rippled, and she looked calmly at the Priest of the Holy Coming in front of her, "Mistress has given me no need to return to the Wind Elemental Plane for the time being. She said you might need my help. ”

"The bottle that sealed the Heroic Wind Djinn?"

With the first two gifts as a foreshadowing, Charles felt that this gift was not so full of surprises.

"Holy Presence, I swear in the name of Anastasia, the Wind Djinn, that I will be there when you need it...... However, you are not qualified to serve me at the moment, so it is up to me to decide when you appear, you only need to carry the bottle with you......" The Wind Giant Spirit haughtily dropped a sentence, and then turned into a wisp of green wind and burrowed into the vase.

What is this?

Charles shrugged, not surprised by the result.

All powerful creatures have proud bones, let alone wind djinn. Anastasia was subjugated by the Lich, not him, and now he was able to strike when his life was in danger, and Charles was thankful that he could arrange his daily spells more easily and boldly, without having to keep track of life-saving spells and occupy spell slots.

And finally, the bronze key.

Carefully observing the key on the palm of his hand, he saw a fine heart-shaped relief on it, and the corner of Charles's mouth twitched, extracting the product information.

Ingrid's Key to Love.

Type: Strange Things

Use; The key to unlock a mysterious space

Description: The space props created by the Lich with strange object skills are fixedly connected to another dimensional space. Oh, there's a spell instruction engraved on it, so try it out. ”

"Activate the spell?"

Unbelievably a strange thing, Charles shook his eyebrows, leaned closer to his face, observed the small embossed characters on the back of the key, and whispered:

"Praise love. Eternal love does not end with the passage of time. ”

As the sound fell, the bronze key floated away from Charles' palm, and with three gentle knocks on the void, a magic door gradually became clear in Charles' vision.

Pushing the door in, in Isaac's palatial treasure house, the corpse of the blue dragon on the sea of gold coins still exudes residual warmth, and the blood that spills out makes the treasure house full of a pungent smell of blood, and the environment has not changed from the day before yesterday when he left. Charles stood stunned for a long time, and could only shake his head and sigh: "These gifts have completely tied me to the ship of Yeyao, ah......" (To be continued......