"Oh my God, uncle, we're rich!"

Following Ron, Allen, who maintained the illumination magic on his staff, couldn't help but exclaim, and Brighton's breathing instantly became heavy, indeed, what appeared in front of them was a little too terrifying.

Ron didn't have any intuitive concept of other things, but he still knew about the piles of magic scrolls here, Meria had demonstrated the power of magic scrolls several times, and in the entire Death Fjord, except for Meria, Ron hadn't seen anyone use this kind of thing. However, now, there were definitely more than a hundred magic scrolls in front of him.

"Oh my God, the magic scrolls, the enchanted weapons and armor, the magic crystals, and the currency of the continent, the entire city of Joseph, no, this should be all the wealth of the human beings that the demon general usually loots, all piled up here. Brighton couldn't help but sigh, "These demons don't know how to use these treasures, I swear, this is definitely the most valuable treasure I've ever seen since I was born." ”

"Don't worry. Ron stretched out his hand to stop his companion behind him, and probed with the perception of the immortal mode, there were indeed no other traps or traps here, and Ron stepped into this hidden space.

The space where Asmontis stored his supplies was almost the same size as four or five prisons before, and under the accumulation of these treasures, there was a feeling of crowding, among which these weapons and armor occupied the largest area.

"The weapons and armor here are all from the dwarven tribes in the north, and only they have such excellent craftsmanship - the enchantment on the equipment should be done by the elves, which only the most elite troops of our Malasa Empire will have. Brighton sighed: "The armor in here is enough to arm a squad of two hundred people." ”

Ron walked over to these special armor and weapons, a faint halo reflected on the dark blue armor, and Ron gently stroked it from it with his hand, not at all with the jerky feeling of metalwork, but some cold and slippery feeling, like a thin film on the surface of the armor. The weapon armor of a hundred years ago was much better than the kind of hard leather armor that Ron had encountered in the Death Fjord, in the Duchy of Noah, and Ron tried to pick up one of the armors, but the actual weight was far less heavy than it seemed.

"The number of magic crystals here is definitely thousands, and these gold coins-" Alan held his staff in his hand and looked around the room excitedly, "Uncle, these magic crystals are more than we have collected before, and there is no need to worry about replenishing magic power along the way." ”

As Alan spoke, he took out a few spatial rings from his arms and gave them to Ron and Brighton: "Since they are all here, don't let these things go, didn't those old guys say before leaving, all the gains from this battle belong to us." ”

The use of the spatial ring was not difficult, and as soon as Ron's mind moved, these neatly arranged armor weapons on the wall instantly entered the spatial ring.

"Uncle, the rest is yours, I need these magic crystals very much. "Allen's eyes glow green, and this magic crystal is the best great tonic for him.

The weapons in the room were quickly swept away by Ron and others, fortunately, this time Eren brought enough space rings, looking at the empty room, the corners of Ron's mouth couldn't help but show a smile, in addition to magic crystals, more than three hundred magic scrolls, two hundred and twenty complete sets of armor weapons, and thirty thousand coins common to the Marassa Empire, the actual value of these materials is not too much to buy a city.

However, the biggest takeaway from their trip is that they are still lying quietly in Ron's spatial ring, which is Asmantis' magic crystal.

"Let's go back and see how Kellan is doing. Ron turned, but behind him, there was no sign of his companions, and even the entrance to the room had faded into darkness.

Ron's heart was shocked, this could never be an illusion, his immortal mode was not over yet, if it was an illusion, when the energy fluctuations were generated, he could feel it, the scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and the space began to squeeze his torso little by little, as if it was exactly the same feeling when he just crossed into this world-

The suffocating pressure dissipated abruptly, and Ron opened his eyes suddenly, the corridor of the eerie demon space had disappeared, replaced by a warm tent, and Ron himself was lying on the bed of the tent in his simple pajamas.

"This is, Ball City?"

Ron rubbed his head, and there was no discomfort in his body, only the groggy feeling he felt after oversleeping. He was still familiar with the tent, and when he arrived in Bol, he and Merial stayed and worked here.

"Boom, boom!"

A dull explosion rang out in the distance, and Ron jerked over from the bed, his clothes neatly folded and placed on the edge of the bed, and Ron quickly changed his clothes, lifted the curtain and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the tent, Ron smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air, and the explosion also came from the direction of the east gate of Boer City, Ron's face suddenly became gloomy, he now has no time to care, how he returned to the world a hundred years ago, how did he come back, the people of Boer City may use gunpowder for no reason to have fun, the only explanation is that Boer City is now facing war.

"Who?"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from Ron's side, and a warrior with a spear in hand quickly ran towards him.

"Eh, you're you, Lord Ron?"

The soldier stared at Ron's face, suddenly reacted, and gave the latter a military salute, "My lord, it's great that you've finally woken up!"

"I, I've been unconscious for a while, what's wrong with it now, why is there such a big movement, is anyone attacking the city?" Ron asked hurriedly.

"Yes, my lord, just two days ago, Beru's Second Army launched an attack on our city, and now that almost all the troops are sent to the front, it should be the gunpowder troops to start a counterattack!

"Gunpowder troops?" Ron took a deep breath, he seemed to be missing out on a lot of wonderful things, but the Second Army would actually launch an attack on Bol City, which he would never have imagined.

"Then you continue to watch here, and I'll go to the east gate. Ron said as he ran briskly towards the east gate, where the explosions were constantly audible.

"Your body, my lord—"

"I'm fine!" the corners of Ron's mouth slowly raised a curvature, if they had no chance of winning against the Second Legion in Yoder Town before, then now, he had enough power in his hands to completely destroy the Second Legion.

On Ron's right hand, the spatial ring shimmered with crystalline light, and hundreds of magic scrolls, as well as the magic crystal that was enough to destroy the entire city, were lying quietly inside.