The round ring is made of unknown materials, smooth and with a hint of coolness.

It looked like an ordinary iron ring, but Sieg knew very well that there seemed to be something terrible hidden in it.

At the beginning in the royal capital, the first radiation wave of this ring directly turned the bustling neighborhood within a radius of ten miles into a no-man's land.

This kind of radiation power is incomparable to even the Quetzalcoatl Heart that Sig used last time. Of course, that's also because the Quetzalcoatl's heart has been stored for a long time and is not properly preserved.

Sieg leaned against the head of the bed, flipping the ring up and down, and soon found a small text on the inside of the ring.

The words are crooked like tadpoles.

This was not a common script on the mainland, but another alternative script that he had never seen before.

"It looks a bit like Pallum. "Sieg had learned a little bit of Bailun at the beginning, and he hasn't forgotten it yet.

The text on this ring is indeed somewhat similar to the Bailun language, but it is not identical.

"Ka...... West...... ......" Sieg frowned, looked back and forth for a long time, and only recognized a few of the words, and could not be connected into a sentence.

"Strange words. Since he couldn't recognize it, Sigg chose to give up.

He wasn't the kind of person who liked to drill the horns, and the words on the ring, while intriguing him, were only interested.

He quickly focused his attention on another question: "This can't be the cursed remains stored by the Wilden family, right?"

Sigg remembered that his boss, the second lieutenant of Buzz, had said that the cursed remains of the Wilden family were the remains of a third-level creature, and the radiant energy of the remains of a third-level creature was not so powerful.

"And what could it be in here?" said Seeger, a little uncertain.

He didn't dare to open the ring now, so that the radiant energy of Pengbai inside would be released immediately, which would be the biggest waste for him.

According to the fetishistic theory, a sorcerer who wants to use radiation to upgrade his bloodline needs to do so in a specially constructed room. This room can effectively maximize the radiation energy, reduce loss and waste, and prevent the radiation from expanding and endangering mortals.

But Sigurt doesn't have this condition now, he is ready to find a suitable opportunity to directly destroy the heavenly creatures and release all the radiation energy inside at once.

Try to see if you can upgrade a few of your bloodlines and rush to the second level.

......

The sacrificial ceremony soon came.

On this day, Sigur changed his clothes and took the puppet chief out of the camp to the top of the pyramid.

The two-headed freak came out today with Brown's head sticking out, and his other El's head was retracted and not exposed.

Pierrot covered his face with thick paint and dressed like an indigenous warrior to disguise his identity.

"Brother, just a few of us, can we make it?" Brown became more and more uneasy as he approached the move.

"How do I know. Sig said angrily: "What if you succeed, what if you don't, are you still ready to quit now?!"

The two-headed monster shook his feet at the sight of Sigur, and smiled at the moment: "Of course not, we have finally come to this point, how can I give up halfway." ”

He said so, but the man's evasive eyes betrayed his nervous heart.

In fact, he is not to blame, Sig himself is also a little nervous, after all, he has to face the power of an entire world this time.

In this sacrificial ceremony, strong people from various tribes are gathered. Among them, there are no less than twenty first-class totem warriors alone, and the number of troops responsible for guarding around them is even more numerous.

And that's just the power on the surface!

A world of countless years of accumulation, God knows what kind of terrible hole cards they have.

But even so, Sieg had no intention of retreating.

He made a decision that, once made, would not be regretted. Even if he fails, it's a big deal for him to run away, after all, the space shuttle talent of the Feathered Serpent is the only magic weapon to save his life.

He didn't believe that there were still people in this wild world who could catch up with him.

The majestic Mayan pyramids come into view, with a series of sky-high steps leading to the top of the massive structure.

On either side of the stairs stood warriors with totem tattoos on their faces. They wore only a pair of animal skin trousers, their upper bodies were naked, their heads were covered with feathers, they were carrying spears, and their expressions were serious.

The giant Mayan pyramid seems to have been unfinished, and there are still many slaves carrying stones and toiling on the side.

"My lord, that is the chief of the Black Earth tribe, I used to see him when I was a child. Behind him, Pierrot began to whisper a whisper to Sieg.

They are now walking the red carpet, stepping on the steps to the top. And with them, there were many people dressed as chiefs one after another.

These people come from all parts of the Savage Continent, and each of them is a tribal chieftain, surrounded by powerful totemic warriors, and their status is noble and prominent.

Sieg discovers that these tribal chiefs, like the chiefs of the Flying Tiger tribe, like to carry a black crown. This black crown seems to be made of some alternative material, and it is pitch black all over, and occasionally emits black halos, which is very gorgeous.

"That's the chief of the Pineapple tribe, and she's one of the few female chiefs in the wilderness. Pierrot continued to follow Sigurt and introduced: "The pot-bellied chief over there is from the Coastal Tribe, and their territory is rich in salt. ”

This Pierrot was born in the upper class of the White Light Tribe before, and naturally knew many people.

At this moment, countless tribes, large and small, walked along the long staircase to the top of the tower. Many of them knew each other, got together in twos and threes, and talked as they walked.

The puppet chieftain controlled by Sieg also knew a number of people, many of whom wanted to get in and talk, but were all scared away by the vicious gods of the two-headed monster.

They seemed a little out of place.

"I ask you, what's the most valuable thing in the world?" asked Seeger suddenly, to Pierrot next to him.

"The most valuable thing?" Pierrot was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "It's the Black Light Stone, my lord!"

He pointed to the black crown of the puppet chief next to him and said, "The crowns of these chiefs are all made of this black light stone. This kind of stone is extremely rare, and it is said that each black light stone contains the thoughts of the ancestral gods, and wearing it around can effectively increase one's totemic power. ”

"So amazing?" said Seeger, surprised.

He had studied the young chieftain's crown before, but it didn't have much use for him other than finding it a little cold.

"It's true, my lord. Pierrot leaned over and said with some excitement: "Generally, a tribe of three thousand people has less than ten catties of black light stone at most, this kind of thing has always been priceless, and no matter how rich people are, they don't want to get it from the market." ”

"So......" Sieg touched his chin and looked in the direction of the top of the tower.

"The resources we want to scrape should be this kind of thing!" Sieg already had a rough plan in mind.

According to the rules of the Platinum Gate, they need to collect the most high-value resources within three months, and finally the person who comes to them will judge, and the ten teams with the highest plunder value will be promoted.

And the black light stone is obviously the most valuable resource in this world.

Although the Black Light Stone is of little use to a bloodline magician like Sigurd, the Platinum Gate is an interdimensional company, and the objects they trade with are countless races in the heavens and worlds, and they may be able to find the corresponding civilized race in need.