Chapter 269: The City

"This thing looks like it's contaminated...... Don't be a god pit"!

Punk frowned as he looked into deep thought as his eyes shimmered and shining.

Judging from the situation he perceived, this fragment of the law and the negative emotional energy wrapped around it should have come from two different legendary powerhouses, and their battle must have been earth-shattering, and you are dead or alive.

During the battle, the owner of this fragment of the law may have been seriously injured or even fallen, its soul was shattered, and a small fragment flew into this eyeball.

After the soul of the legendary powerhouse overflowed, this fragment of the law remained as the remains of the soul.

And the enemy of this legendary powerhouse is obviously better than him, this enemy has not been shattered soul, the price he paid is only some soul energy to be scattered, one of the scattered soul energy is entangled in the broken soul of the legendary powerhouse according to the master's order, and then desperately erodes the broken soul, and finally forms this state of soul energy pollution law fragments.

Time has passed, I don't know how long time has passed, until today, this huge eyeball falls into the hands of punk, and that soul energy is still firmly carrying out its master's original order - to devour the negative energy around it, and use "evil" to erode the fragments of the law and everything around it.

However, even if this soul energy reaches the level of legendary, even if it is full of the powerful power of the law, after leaving the energy replenishment of the legendary powerhouse, it will not be able to resist the passage of time after all.

Today, it was too weakened to continue to erode the fragments of the law formed after the decay of the soul, and the corrosive power that could have eroded the soul of the legendary powerhouse could not even penetrate the protection of a mere master mage.

"Fortunately, this energy is really fragile, otherwise I would be in big trouble. ”

Feeling that the faint erosion force could not penetrate his "Alchemy Glove" spell, Punk slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he felt that he still had a chance to get the fragment of the law, as long as he dealt with the negative emotional energy that was entwined around him, the punk could safely keep the fragment of the law that had no owner for himself.

"But what to do with these troublesome energies, although its erosive power is already very weak, but ............ And how can we get rid of it?"

Punk scratched his head in worry, he was already standing next to the treasure house at this time, but the dragon guarding the treasure house blocked his way, but he didn't have the strength to force this dragon, even if the dragon was dying, but the difference in strength level still made Punk helpless.

Although the negative emotions wrapped around the fragments of the law were scarce and faint, it was a genuine legendary-level energy, and without the help of real legendary spells, it was impossible to quickly erase them with master-level means.

In addition to using legendary spells to erase negative emotions, the best way to dispel negative emotional energy is only to use positive emotions to counteract, after all, although these legendary negative emotions are powerful, they are completely rootless water, and they can be ground with positive emotions little by little, and it will always be cleaned up after hundreds of years of water grinding efforts.

But Punk doesn't want to try to connect his positive emotions with those legendary negative emotions, and his instincts tell him that doing so is definitely a dead act.

"Alas, why can't you get a worry-free "golden finger", the so-called "opportunities" are either difficult or troublesome, a little bad, the golden finger will become a king-size god pit, this world is really full of deep malice"!

The punk reluctantly threw away the heavy weird eyeball, and then carefully put it into the storage ring:

"Since I can't afford it myself...... It's better to try to burden others, after all, the generation of this kind of positive emotions has nothing to do with the realm of professionals, maybe I can take advantage of those low-level professionals"!

Punk jumped from the canopy of a large tree while thinking darkly about "plans", he was a resourceful spellcaster after all, and in just a few minutes he had already had a spark of inspiration ignited in his mind.

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Just like writing a book, the earliest outline takes the most time to perfect.

For the time being, Punk hasn't figured out a way to get the "treasure" from the weird eyeballs, but his rush doesn't stop there.

It was only a day's journey for the punk to get from the harpy tribe to the nearest city, and the punk did not encounter any other "emergencies" except for avoiding a group of hurried mages, and by noon the day after the destruction of the harpy tribe, the punk had already reached the bottom of the walls of a city.

For the time being, Punk didn't know where he was in Ferron, or what country the city in front of him belonged to.

But at first glance, Punk can be sure that this place is definitely 108,000 miles away from the fringe country of the Kingdom of Dylan, and the prosperity is definitely more than that of a barren "small city" like Dorez.

In punk perception, the city was about twice the size of Dorez, and the walls surrounding the city were more than 60 meters high, and the masonry used was simply enchanted lazurite.

This kind of stone, which is only produced in the rock formations of the mountains, is by no means comparable to ordinary granite, neither in terms of solidity nor world price, and at least the punk can be sure that it is difficult for the average formal-level powerhouse to break the wall of this thickness that can run a carriage in a minute.

And from the geographical point of view of the city, it is unlikely that it is an important city of any country, at least in the eyes of punk, it is just a border city of a country.

A border city can build a sixty-meter-high wall with a ton of lazurite worth every ton of hardware, so that the financial resources are basically only available to countries of the imperial level, and being able to obtain such a large amount of lazurite can represent the prosperity and wealth of the country.

"Generally speaking, an ordinary imperial kingdom will have at least one legendary powerhouse in charge, it seems that my caution should be more restrained"!

Punk calmly lifted the brim of his black hood and walked towards the towering city gates.

Now his goal is to find an opportunity to join the "Thoughts of Truth", according to the memories of his parents, Punk knows that this legendary organization is often active in the central region of the Faeron plane, if the teleportation skills of the Nethrel civilization are reliable, Punk's current location should be in a royal country in the middle of the Faeron plane, and such a prosperous imperial city will inevitably have news of the legendary organization.