"God. Juggernaut bowed his head and remained silent.

"For you humans, becoming a god is the best choice, and becoming a god is the best outcome. Elven Elder Salvatore said lightly, "Don't be delusional about embarking on the epic road, as a human being, you don't have this qualification, and the result of forcibly pursuing it will only turn you into a dry bone, don't waste the life essence replenished for you by the Eternal Tree of Life." ”

"Waste? I can pay the equivalent to make up for the loss of your healing for me. The Sword Saint raised his head and said, he is a man who has slaughtered the ancient red dragon, not to mention that he is rich and rivals the country, but he is not far behind.

"Make up for our losses?" the Elven Elder laughed, and he asked the Sword Master, "What do you have to make up for?"

"I have enough resources in my space ring. The Sword Master looked at the Elven Elder, he was now wearing not the original gray linen clothes, but a coarse cloth clothes made of plant fibers, and his original clothes had all been replaced.

"Keep those resources for yourself!" Seeing the Sword Saint's gaze, the Elf Elder shook his head, a hint of sympathy appeared on his face, and the scepter in his hand shook slightly. "And, the price of your healing, the Titans have paid for you. ”

A faint ripple of space emerged, and then, a set of tattered and disfigured gray cloth linen clothes, a pair of tattered boots, a broken belt, a deep blue sword covered with cracks, and a pile of strangely shaped metal fragments.

"This is?" Seeing the pile of "garbage" teleported to him by the elven elder in front of him, the ordinary face of the Sword Saint who had always had an indifferent expression couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"It's all yours, a lot of it. Looking at the Sword Master's face that began to darken, the Elven Elder added, "When I sent you into the heart of the Tree of Eternal Life, I took off all the equipment on your body, and it is impossible for me to let you bring something irrelevant into the Tree of Eternity." Plus, these things, when they come off you, that's it. ”

"......" Hearing the words of the elven elder, the sword saint Ron stretched out his hand, picked up the dark blue long sword full of cracks, looked at it carefully, and gently touched the crack on it with his other hand, and Muria on the side noticed that when this sword saint Ron touched those cracks, his arms were trembling slightly, this was his matching sword.

"It's just that the inscription circle on it is damaged, and the sword body is legendary metal after all, and it can be smelted and reforged. Seeing the frowning Sword Saint, the Elf Elder spoke comfortingly.

If the staff that he regarded as a treasure was damaged because of the battle, the elven elder ...... I can't imagine what this would be. The staff is a second life for the mage, and the sword is a part of the life of the sword master for the sword master.

"Yes, the sword is broken, and it can be reforged. Hearing Elven Elder Salvatore's words of comfort, Sword Saint Ron seemed to respond, and said as if talking to himself.

After saying that, Sword Saint Ron put the long sword full of cracks, as if it would crumble into a pile of fragments at any moment, on his knee, and then picked up the set of tattered, blood-stained coarse linen clothes, and after touching it slightly, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Human, if I'm not mistaken, this suit is 'Abraham's Blessing,' a relic left behind by the legendary sage Abraham. Seeing this set of damaged linen clothes, the elven elders couldn't help but show a trace of regret in their eyes.

"Well, that's what I got from a sage. The Sword Master nodded in response to the blood-stained torn linen.

"The relics of the sage!" Muria's eyes widened, staring at the torn sackcloth in the sword saint's hand, not daring to imagine that this kind of thing, which could now be completely discarded as garbage, could actually have something to do with the sage.

You must know that everything that can be related to the word sage is a treasure, without exception. Moreover, this set of relics of the sages named "Abraham's Protection" is also recorded in Muria's dragon inheritance memory, and it is also emphatically marked, so Muria's memory is still fresh.

Because, Abraham's Sanctuary, is a legendary defense set. Warrior, Mage, Warlock, Druid...... All classes, all races, can be worn, the only restriction is that the wearer must be in the good camp.

For many creatures, this limitation is equivalent to no limit. This alone is enough to let Muria know the preciousness of this robe, there are almost no restrictions, and when you wear it, you have a defense that is difficult for ordinary legends to break.

However, the first time Muria saw a treasure of this level, it was actually in a broken state and was scrapped directly, and, depending on the situation, it should be damaged by the legendary titan Ya Hibern.

"It really is a relic of a sage. Receiving the affirmation of the Sword Master, the Elf Elder couldn't help but scold: "Really...... It's so barbaric that even the relics of the sages have been destroyed, do they know what this means?"

Seeing the elven elder who was trembling with anger, Muria also nodded with concern, at this moment, he also felt that the big man in the clan who was about to embark on the epic was too heavy, and he actually scrapped a defensive legendary suit.

"Indeed, too violent and barbaric. Muria nodded bitterly, the first legendary suit he saw was actually in a damaged state, and it was unbearable.

"What are you complaining about?" Elven Elder Salvatore glared at Muria.

"A legendary suit is gone. ”

"It's not a good thing that you Titans did. The handsome blonde elf said angrily.

"Can it still be repaired?" Muria looked at Mai in the Sword Master's hand with some distress, although this suit had nothing to do with a copper plate on his side, but ...... His heart still hurts.

"It can be fixed. ”

"Really. ”

"Of course. The elven elder glanced at Muria, "As long as you can find the first owner of this suit and be able to get him to do it." ”

"The first master?" Murria was stunned, "the legendary sage, Abraham!"

"Yes, although the name is 'Abraham's Refuge', according to the scriptures, this set of clothes is just a daily garment made by the sages, so as long as you can find the sages, it is a very simple thing to repair the clothes. ”

"Elder, stop kidding. Muria sneered, "The sages don't know where to find it if there has been no news for tens of thousands of years, besides, even if I find it, this kind of existence may not be looking at me squarely." ”

"I'll be looking at you. The elven elder said lightly, "Even if it is an ant, the sages will treat each other equally, not to mention, you are much stronger than an ant." ”

"Uh!" Muria was stunned by the handsome old elf man, who was speechless.