As El's words fell, the Ancient Altar began to tremble.

A glimmer of golden light spilled down from the key in mid-air, absorbed by the altar under a strange attraction. And the altar inscription, which had been engraved on the ground and had been stained with dust, slowly lit up. After a while, with the golden key floating in the air, it was completely absorbed and turned into powder.

The entire altar was fully active, and with a slight trembling sound, a blinding light flashed, and without a sound, a huge black hole appeared above the altar.

The strange black hole floated silently above the altar, emitting a faint black light, if it wasn't for Al seeing the black hole with his own eyes, he really thought it was fake! Because in his mental power and perception, he really couldn't detect the existence of the black hole at all!

The black hole began to rotate slowly, and from time to time, streamers of various treasures flashed through it, and all kinds of hot, cold, and cold breaths also passed by.

Finally, with the humming sound of the altar, a golden pillar of light flew into the black hole and shot towards the streamer. Soon, a streamer of light fell from it and floated in front of Al's eyes.

As soon as he stretched out his hand and held the streamer in his hand, a trace of information flashed from the streamer, and the system began to prompt:

"Ding, congratulations on getting the gold item, the Soul Vial"

Soul Bottle: A vial made from a rare Soul Stone, which is said to be a vessel used by the gods to store believers

Effect: Stores souls, slows down the dissipation of souls

The streamer dissipated, and a somewhat pitch-black glass bottle appeared in Al's hand, looking at the black and inconspicuous vial, Al's disappointed expression was overflowing.

Don't say that you give me a stunning beauty, just cough cough, you can give me an invincible army, it's really not okay to play with a gold-level wand for me, I don't have a weapon at hand now, it's always an auxiliary item, and there is no heavenly reason!" Al thought with a sigh.

If the people on the side heard his thoughts, they would definitely start to hate him, especially Old Patton, who was still holding a bronze axe. One of the three legion commanders of the dignified Golden Bird City, he is still only using bronze-level weapons, and he can't handle it.

But there is no way, a power-type professional like him needs too many precious materials to have a weapon at hand, unlike a flexible professional like Vane, a thin sword with relatively few materials can be satisfied, and the cost of materials and the difficulty of building weapons are far less than that of a power-type weapon like Old Patton.

This is also the key to Vane's silver weapon.

Throwing the Soul Vial into the space bag, El had no idea where he could use it!

Then, in the bright moonlight, Al and his party headed towards the fortress.

Just as Al was on his way home, satisfied.

Near Sihe City, in an underground cave, a young man with a golden fighting spirit covered in his body, escorting a little girl, climbed up from the underground cave with difficulty.

If anyone sees it, they will definitely start to exclaim, the turmoil that a gold-level powerhouse can cause by appearing here is too eye-catching.

As a young man who was a third-order gold-level powerhouse, he was covered in dust at this time, his face was muddy and sandy, and his face was gray and white. However, he didn't care about himself, and looked at the little girl who was in a coma next to him a little nervously.

The golden fighting qi was attached to the body, feeling the little girl's weak breathing, and some relaxation, and then, with a flash of his hand, he took out a bottle of medicine from the space bag and poured it into the little girl.

"Cough, cough", a slight cough sound came from the little girl's mouth, the young man was a little nervous to support the little girl, beating on the back, after a while, the little girl eased up, and said weakly:

"Brother, where are we now"?

"Don't worry, we've fled to the ground," the young man said softly.

As soon as she heard the young man's words, the little girl visibly relaxed, and said with some joy, "Have we finally gotten rid of them?"

"Yes, get rid of them, Nicole, you can finally sleep in peace," the young man said to his sister with some doting.

After half a year of fighting in the dark region, as a gold-level powerhouse, he finally took his sister to get rid of the group of crazy people underground and return to the surface.

"Goo", accompanied by the cry of her stomach, the little girl who looked about twelve years old, shining with big eyes like a crescent moon, said to her brother pitifully:

"Brother, I'm hungry".

Feeling the dazzling sunlight outside, and no longer the dark night that has not changed for thousands of years in the dark area, the young man looked at his sister fondly, and said proudly:

"Tell me what you want to eat, and my brother will take you to eat delicious food now."

Looking at the distant villages and cities, returning to the human territory, the young man is in a good mood, as a gold-level powerhouse, he is not the object of being co-opted wherever he goes.

With big eyes flashing, the little girl didn't care about hunger, and reminded her solemnly: "Brother, don't forget, according to the prophecy, we are going to the beach."

"Okay, well, when my brother finishes inquiring about the information and is ready, we will set off immediately."

"Yes". The little girl nodded obediently.

......

At this time, Al finally returned to the Plantagenet's territory, the gate of the West Fortress, after most of the night's journey.

Looking at the majestic fortress and the soldiers in armor who alternated between the city walls from time to time, Al felt a sense of security. There's no way, whoever has an artifact on them will feel this way, and if they don't return to their lair, they always feel unstable.

After revealing his identity, looking at the huge city gate that slowly opened, and looking at the caravan that had just arrived on the side, and the caravan manager Dief with a flattering and pot-bellied face, Al smiled and said: "Fate"!

"Where can I afford it, how dare a subordinate like me compare with you, young master." Diff's fat face trembled, looking at the suddenly amiable Al, his legs and stomach felt cramping, such a kind face, who knows what a nobleman like Al is thinking. In his experience, it's certainly not good.

Looking at Div, who was pale and sweaty, Al didn't tease him anymore, and pointed to the caravan cart full of goods, "The siege of Warcraft is imminent, hand over all the useful things."

After hearing this, Jeff had such an expression on his face, his face was embarrassed, and he stopped talking, and Al said, "Don't worry, according to the market price, you won't lose money."

Immediately, after signaling a small group of soldiers to escort the caravan, Al ignored Div's entangled face and slowly entered the fortress.