I've seen enchanted stones.

I've seen obsidian, blooddropstone, aquamarine, agate, diamond, and more.

However, the enchanted stones I saw did not glow.

"That's because you've never seen this type of enchanted stone," Daita Dao said.

"Don't think that if I don't read much, you can fool me" Throwing the obsidian back into the stone mill, I said: "Whether it's the enchanted stone rough, or the polished appearance, or even the cut section, I've seen it, all enchanted stones have the same characteristic, that is, they don't shine on their own, let alone shine like this!" ”

The Great Taidao let out a mocking sneer.

I frowned: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I laugh, poverty limits your imagination, and you don't know it," Datai said.

"What do you mean?"

"You know, I was buried deep underground as a sacrifice before I was stolen."

I said 'um': "So what?" ”

"During the years when I lay quietly in the treasure room of the mausoleum, I was accompanied only by hundreds of soulless cold weapons, and enchanted stones scattered all over the ground, and those enchanted stones were exactly the same specifications as you see them now."

"How do you think the one you see is an enchanted stone?" I said more seriously, "What if it was just an ordinary ore that I hadn't seen before?" ”

"Well," Da Taidao thought for a moment and said, "I can't explain this thing to you, in short, I must know more about ore than you, because I am made of ore." ”

I was speechless.

According to this standard, what the Great Taidao said is not wrong at all, it itself is made of a variety of metal ores compressed and condensed, but why do I always find it difficult to convince me of this reason?

"Alright, don't hesitate," the Great Taidao urged, "Anyway, there are no traps in this mausoleum, you just need to rush all the way into the main tomb and bring out the remains of that memory body to complete it." ”

"That's right...... Hey, wait, Alexander said there would be no traps in the tomb, but he never said 'there are no traps in the tomb'! ”

"Huh? Ah......h ”

To be on the safe side, I dialed Master Dewey again.

Through Master Dewey, I contacted Fred Alexander, and I asked, "Your Highness Alexander, I would like to ask you one thing, you said before that there are no traps in the tomb, right?" ”

"That's right."

"Then may I ask His Highness Alexander, are there any traps in the tomb?"

"Yes," said Fred Alexander without hesitation, "and a very difficult mechanism. ”

"Huh?" I was taken aback.

On the crystal side, Master Dewey was also taken aback, and he hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, I am such a righteous son!" ”

"Don't be impatient," Fred Alexander's tone was very relaxed: "This kind of mechanism may be quite difficult for others, but for An Xiaoyi, it is useless. ”

"Huh?" I listened in a fog and didn't understand what he meant.

Master Dewey didn't seem to understand, and he whispered respectfully, "Please also ask Your Highness to make it clear." ”

"Actually, it's not that mysterious," Alexander said, "It's bloodline, only humans with my family's bloodline can come to the door of the main tomb without activating the mechanism, and as for other humans, they can only pass through the tomb at most, and if they want to cross the first sub-tomb, it's all extravagant." ”

I thought about it for a moment and cautiously asked, "Isn't it okay for the national power to do it too?" ”

"National power...... You have to look at what level of national strength, if it is a weaker kind, it will definitely not be enough, but if it is a high-level, strong one, it may be reasonable. ”

"Can you give me an example?" I asked, "so I can have a comparison." ”

Examples...... Well, you can give examples, but I'm afraid you won't know if you hear it, after all, they are all from my time......"

"Uh, well," I said with a wry smile, "I almost understand, that is, this organ is very powerful, so strong that even if the national power encounters it, it will fall into a bitter battle, is that what you mean?" ”

"That's right, that's it, you understand it correctly," Alexander excited.

"Can you tell me what kind of mechanism it is?" I rubbed my temples and changed the subject: "Is it rolling stones, a rain of arrows, or a fire-breathing dragon cannon?" ”

"Neither," Alexander said, "it's a puppet knight." ”

On the other side of the crystal, Master Dewey's exclamation resumed, and although it seemed rude to suddenly exclaim, I was not surprised.

The research and improvement of the puppet has always been the constant pursuit of the goblin clan, and for them who are weak and vulnerable, the puppet is the key to changing their fate.

In the past, the puppets they made were both bulky and indurable, and the firepower they could assemble was extremely limited, and when they encountered an agile adventurer above level six, or an ordinary adventurer above level eight, they were basically only hanged.

In this regard, the goblins were extremely unwilling, and the self-improvement faction represented by Master Dewey shouted the slogan: to catch up with individual force with technology.

Although the words were shouted, the strength of the puppet could not be raised for a long time.

Either the material is not strong enough to support a heavy fire load, or the material is strong enough and the firepower is strong enough, but there is not enough energy to drive it to operate.

In short, the design of the puppet was never able to meet the requirements of Master Dewey and other goblin scholars.

Initially, Master Dewey also attributed this responsibility to the goblin royalty who had not handed down the ancient writings, but he soon shifted his complaints to the materials he had chosen.

With the advent of Fred Alexander, he once again shifted his complaint to his own technical level, believing that the institution was not sophisticated enough to create a puppet of sufficient strength.

After observing the technology of goblins, Fred Alexander agreed with Master Dewey's self-criticism, he said that the technology mastered by his country at that time was much more sophisticated than it is now, taking the dragon head artillery as an example, with the world's most advanced goblin technology can not be copied by a few precision components, in the early days of the melee, it was something that could be made by any large workshop.

Needless to say, in just 10,000 years, technology has regressed to a staggering level.

On the other hand, the personal force that has attracted much attention rarely highlights its brilliance.

In particular, after being empowered by the title of National Power, many strong people begin to become complacent, believing that they are strong enough to despise sentient beings, and even use the excuse of training newcomers to abuse newcomers who are progressing.