Pure gold and mythril have always been one of the rarest forging raw materials in the Zephyr Continent, both ancient and modern.

This is not only due to their indestructible texture, the lightness of the materials themselves, and their resistance to fire, water and corrosion, but also to their ability to channel and amplify magical power on their own.

The so-called magical power includes not only magic and combat skills, but also the power of transformation.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the Moonlight Scepter and the King's Crown both contain ingredients of Pure Gold and Mithril.

Scarcity is expensive.

It is precisely because of the scarce nature of Adamantite Mithril, and its wide range of uses and importance, that their prices have risen for a time, and even reached an exaggerated point for a certain period.

However, later, similar hype was strongly suppressed by the then Dwarven King, who was the grandfather of the current Dwarf King, and finally pushed the market price of Adamantite Mithril back to the normal range.

Ahem, the topic is a bit far away.

Whether it is a period of soaring prices, or a period when prices are pushed back to the normal range, the price of Adamantite Mithril is not something that ordinary people can covet.

Even ordinary small and medium-sized nobles, after obtaining a pair of equipment containing pure gold and mythril, will regard it as a symbol of family wealth, and offer it high and pass it on to their descendants.

It is such a rare thing that can be made into a mechanism for the tomb, and it seems that there are quite a few similar steel needles, and when counted together, there can be more than two or three catties - this is only the distance of less than 100 meters after stepping into the tomb.

Perhaps the deeper you go, the more traps there will be.

I suspect that the owner of the tomb was a tyrannical and greedy king who, in order to build himself a lavish mausoleum, plundered the people for their fat and ointment, and at the same time whipped a long whip to force innocent civilians to serve him.

I even imagined in my mind the honor of being a monarch - a pair of eyes the size of mung beans, embedded in a big face full of fat, blowing fat cheeks, even wrapping his wine trough nose, in order to be able to breathe normally, he had to use those greasy hands from time to time to pull away the fat on his cheeks, his lips were fat and thick, the color was like pink and tender baby lips, but not as delicate as baby lips, and there was a thick layer of ointment, whenever he laughed proudly, The whole fat face will shake along with the fat lips......

"I said, stinky boy, in order to reduce your guilt, you can come up with such a set of assumptions, which is really embarrassing!" The voice of the Great Taidao trembled, and it seemed that it was indeed thundered by me.

I coughed twice in embarrassment and headed deeper into the graveyard.

As I walked, I continued to look at the reliefs on both sides.

The reason why the relief can be viewed so well is all thanks to the crystal ball that opens the way.

Speaking of the ball, I couldn't help but feel a little sad, it rolled all the way for a hundred or so on, and finally hit the wall at the end of the tomb and didn't move.

But I never expected that under the floor tiles at the end of the tomb, there was also a mechanism, a rain of steel needles and arrows, and the spar ball was pierced into a sea urchin.

What touched me was that Rao was like this, the broken body full of steel needles was still stubbornly shining.

As long as it has a little magic power, it will not give up the fight against the darkness!

I am touched by this spirit and admired by this behavior!

I decided that I must take its remains out, to a place where there is sunlight, and to let its life sublimate in the heat, not in the darkness!

"Uh......" Da Taidao wanted to speak several times, but finally said what was in his heart: "Can you not talk about recycling waste spars so highly?" I listened to the flesh. ”

Broken by the big sword, my old face turned red, and I pretended not to hear, and leaned down to pull out the Mithril steel needle inserted in the stone brick.

In fact, when I pulled out the steel needle, I also carried out a few arrows, crossbow arrows, and even a lead bullet embedded in a stone brick.

But to my disappointment, these things are very ordinary, either made of fine iron or pure buckshot, and are not worth a few buckshots.

Maybe you have collected all the arrows and lead bullets in the entire tomb, and maybe two or three Mithril steel needles are worth it.

The greater of the two interests, I won't do the thing of losing the watermelon and picking up sesame seeds!

After collecting the steel needles without dropping, I was so happy in my heart, my heart was really worth the trip, these organs were just small disasters at best, and it was a great bargain to be able to harvest such a large number of Mithril steel needles.

Da Taidao snorted, poured cold water on me and said: "This little bit of small profit is still called a big bargain?" I think it's a small bargain the size of a sesame grain of rice, but don't forget the saying 'take advantage of a small advantage and suffer a big loss'. ”

"You really have a big appetite," I said, holding a large bag full of steel needles, "These steel needles are enough to create a pair of pure Mithril light armor, and I can also create a pure Mithril weapon with it, based on the current market price of Mithril, I can exchange these Mithril alone for the status of a middle noble." ”

"You're still rare about that?" Da Taidao said disdainfully: "Any title you have on your head now is worth more than a middle noble." ”

"That's right," I laughed dryly, and said, "But I'm just comparing the market price, speaking of which, although Mithril is a recycled mine, it grows extremely slowly, and it can't be made every 10,000 years. ”

"Cut" Da Taidao said contemptuously: "Ordinary people." ”

"Cut," I scoffed, "Ironhead." ”

At the end of the tomb is a stone wall, and the stone wall is also carved with lifelike reliefs, this is a picture of kneeling to the king, and the number of villains in the picture bowing to the king is obviously more than in the hundreds of reliefs before, and there are also a lot of strangely dressed guys, eighty percent of them are subjects of conquered other countries.

From this point of view, the owner of the tomb should be a monarch who is both ambitious and powerful, at least one of the countries that can stand in the time of chaos.

It's just that I don't know much about the history of the time of the melee, otherwise I would have been able to guess which country it was, even if I didn't know the identity of the tomb's owner.

"When you go back, you can make up for these things," the big sword suggested, "The most important thing at the moment is to break through the wall and see what the tomb looks like, and it is best to touch the coffin of the tomb owner, and maybe even harvest rare treasures!" ”

"What are you excited about?" I was puzzled: "Even if there are rare treasures, you can't use them, right?" ”

"You forgot? Didn't I say it before, you can hang it on your body if you don't need it, and it looks good as a decoration! Da Taidao said: "Besides, if I encounter another knife with a soul or something, my loneliness, emptiness and coldness will not have a place to vent!" ”

(End of chapter)