Chapter 645: The Legendary Supreme Scepter

Along the way, the two saw countless corpses, almost all of the guards had their stomachs dissected, and their intestines were torn into sections, and the methods were extremely cruel. They still have fear and pain on their faces. Adamantite chain mail and full-body armor didn't provide any protection, and Alisso's hook-like arms were no worse than legendary weapons, tearing apart the world's hardest metal in almost two or three clicks.

"It's terrifying, if it weren't for you, I can't imagine that I would have been able to deal with such an enemy." After examining the wound, Aberdale said with palpitations. He was obviously frightened by the secondary demon lord, and the corners of his mouth even twitched slightly.

Henry smiled and shook his head and explained, "It's not that exaggerated, the combat power of the Killer is not much different from him. Don't forget, you're the man who wants to ascend to the throne of the God of Killing, and you have to have faith in yourself. ”

Aberdale frowned and asked, "Is the Slayer really that powerful?!" ”

"Of course! In case you don't know, the Slayer is one of Baal's incarnations, with powers comparable to those of gods, and naturally no worse than a mere minor demon lord. However, you obviously haven't developed it to the limit, otherwise it wouldn't be a problem to kill the gods. But you can't try it until you get your divinity back, or the evil nature of your bloodline will eat away at your soul. ”

As a legendary spellcaster, Henry certainly knows what it's like to be a killer when it's developed to its limits. It's a completely miniature version of Little Barr, except for the time limit on transformation, the combat power is exactly the same. However, he didn't want Aberdale to use this ability too soon, at least not until he could fully control himself.

"Don't worry. I don't like that kind of power. It was a terrible process. It's like there's a demon manipulating your mind and body. With that, Abdel had a pained expression on his face. You can see it. He was quite disgusted by the feeling of being controlled by his own bloodline.

"That's because you haven't completely conquered Baal's will, and you don't have divine support. Don't worry, wait until Joan is solved. Irenikas, I'll tell you how to control it, because in the next journey, you will definitely encounter stronger enemies, and it is necessary to have an extra hole card to save your life. Let's go and take a look at the treasure trove ahead. Let's hope the stuff doesn't disappoint too much. With that, Henry quickened his pace.

Hearing the treasure, Aberdell also laughed: "Haha! I have a hunch that we're going to make a fortune this time. ”

In fact, when the two of them blew open the door of the treasure house, they were immediately stunned by the treasures stored inside, not to mention Aberdell, who had never seen anything in the world, and even Henry's couldn't believe his eyes.

The location of this treasure house was next to the dragon eggs that were originally kept, and was guarded by several stone golems, but they had all been put down at the moment. Ancient and only minted gold coins were piled up on the ground, dozens of weapons, armor and trinkets that exuded strong magical fluctuations, and a dazzling array of magical potions. There are even countless artworks made by elf masters tens of thousands of years ago on the shelves, whose value is simply immeasurable. Because this thing is simply priceless in the eyes of many collectors, even if it is fried to tens of thousands of gold coins, it is not surprising.

After all, after the destruction of the five crown wars, even the surface elves themselves have not been retained much, and the flow into human society is even less pitiful, it is estimated that the entire Feron together cannot exceed two hundred, which can be called heirlooms. In particular, the scepter, which shimmered with a strange light, looked very much like the supreme power of the legendary ruler of the Mayerita Empire (one of the three ancient empires of the Elves, founded by the Dark Elves and finally destroyed by the Golden Elves of Erivanda).

If this thing is real, then the value is immeasurable, and not only the entire human world will go crazy about it, but the elves of Eternal Gathering Island will also have to find a way to get it back. After all, this symbolizes the once glorious civilization of the elves, even if it belongs to the dark elves, it will never tolerate falling into the hands of outsiders.

It's like the Spear of Longinus, which is obviously a tattered bronze vessel, but it is called the Holy Lance because it stabbed the greatest liar in the history of mankind, Jesus, and that's it. The scepter may not have any magical powers, but it is much more than that, it represents the supreme kingship, carrying the pride and glory of the elves.

Henry carefully removed the gem-encrusted white gold scepter, examined it carefully, and soon received shocking information.

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Most High Scepter:

It was born in 18800 BC. At that time, the dark elves, who disagreed with the Ellivandagold elves at the time, established the Tower of Mayeria in the Supreme Wilderness and began to build their own unique political system, and this scepter was forged at that time, and has been used by the rulers of the Tower of Mayeri as a symbol of supreme power for thousands of years.

However, as the War of the Crowns became more and more tragic, Mayerita was finally completely destroyed by a terrible magical storm, and finally only the boundless scorched earth remained, which is the origin of the current Supreme Wilderness, which is known in history as the Dark Scourge.

Of course, the effects of the Dark Scourge don't stop there, it also spurs the birth of a powerful and terrifying new race: the Saron Spirits that have changed the color of countless people.

The three Grand Masters of Mayerita, Tekarun, Hamara, and Aronor, who came to be known as the Triple Watchers, invented a way to transform into the Saron Spirits, and transformed themselves and some of the volunteers of the Remnants of the Maharita into the Saron Spirits, in order to protect their civilization in the hope that they would one day be reborn again.

It was at this time that the scepter took on a certain transformation, and those who held it could form alliances with the Saron spirits and use them to their advantage. It is for this reason that in the years that followed, the scepter passed through several owners, but all of them were eventually assassinated, and by the time it reached the Desbanne family, no one knew about the secret, so it was only regarded as a commemorative antique.

Special Abilities:

The wielder will gain the friendship of the Saron Spirit.

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A seemingly useless artifact is actually equivalent to an extremely powerful artifact.

It is known that the Saren Spirit is the embodiment of chaotic magic, weighing more than a ton, with a silver-black mixed magical halo on its body, four to five meters long, with three heads and a large mouth of blood protruding from the central torso. It does not have any visible eyes, ears, or hair on its face, except for its outwardly lifted nostrils, except for a smooth patch of skin.

When on the ground, it drags its serpentine body and crawls, and the Saron Spirit generally moves by flying unless it has a reason to land. A pair of large arms extend from its sides, and a third arm trunk grows on its back. Each arm shaft supports three smaller arms, which end in palms with three sharp claws. Each of the nine palms has an eye in its palm, and all of them have normal vision and scoopia.

These guys are natural spellcasters, they don't even need any casting materials when casting spells, and they also have an extremely terrifying natural ability, the Subkong Demon Window. This spell allows the weapons, magic, and even arms of the Salen spirit to travel directly through the guò subspace, directly traveling a long distance, appearing around the enemy, making it impossible to be caught off guard.

Imagine what happens when your opponent is still several meters away from you, and suddenly a sword stabs you from below or from behind? I'm afraid that except for a very small number of fighters with a keen sixth sense, basically 90% of them will be hit.

Not to mention, the Saron Spirits also possess great magic resistance, not only immune to psychic and transfiguration magic, but also possess unique shapes, which means that no creature can transform into them, and similarly, they cannot change their form.

However, because the number of these guys is not very large, and there are all kinds of debates and conflicts of opinion inside, as well as various differences in form and consciousness, although the individuals are strong, they contain each other, and the only time they reach a consensus is to pay Lin Mokui.

However, Feilin Demon Kui is not a vegetarian either, and an unprecedented war broke out between the two sides, which permanently changed the geomorphological characteristics of the Feiren continent, leveling the mountains and turning the forests into wilderness. In the end, the Sarren spirits emerged victorious, sealing their enemies in the deepest depths of the Enoch Desert.

Of course, this seal is only temporary, and Fei Lin Demon Aoi is always trying to break the seal and return to the earth to destroy all the creatures, and the Saren spirits are also looking for a way to completely destroy the enemy, which is one of the reasons why the Enoch Desert is called a forbidden land.

Henry couldn't imagine what would happen if the Dark Elves and the Saron Spirits formed an alliance. Not to mention the current human civilization, even the elven elites of Yongju Island can't withstand it, unless the gods descend on a large scale, the entire continent may be swept by them.

He carefully wiped the dust off the scepter, and then put it close to his body without hesitation. It's definitely a big killer, and having it means that you can recruit Saron Spirits to your advantage. These guys have always been very talented in the study of magic, although the results of their research are not always useful.

It can't be helped, all the Saron spirits are chaotic factions, so some are too freewheeling, studying whatever comes to mind, and there is no fixed direction at all.

"Hey! Buddy. You stared at the scepter for a long time, could it be some precious magical item? Aberdale asked as he lay on the pile of gold coins.

"No, it's not a magical item, but it's significant, a precious artifact." Henry only told half the truth. He didn't want to reveal the true purpose of this item, otherwise it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

As soon as he heard the word relic, Aberdale immediately lost interest. He grabbed the gold coin and threw it into the air while laughing and saying, "Hahahaha! What a fortune this time! I bet there are at least seven hundred thousand gold coins. (To be continued......)