Old people always say that fate is reincarnated, some people believe it, some people don't. But when it falls on Assaclaire, it really seems to be a reincarnation of fate. A generation of Blood Demon Lords, who escaped death from the hands of the Desolate Ancient Divine Clan, but now they have died in the Desolate Ancient Divine Tomb, it seems that this is a fate that cannot be escaped.

But no one here will pity him, on the contrary, everyone seems to be more interested in the corpse he left behind. You must know that the corpse of a high-level demon lord is not only a priceless treasure, but it is also hard to find, and it is an important material for refining many magic potions and weapons and equipment.

As a result, Asaclaire's body was tragically mutilated. The soul was sucked by the old woman, the essence blood was sucked dry by the earl, the demon horn on the head was cut off by the god robed girl as a trophy, the wings behind were cut off by the black shadow, a pair of demon pupils were also taken away by the wheelchair boy, and the rest of the demon body was all collected by the zombie youth...... In short, everything that can be used is used, and there is no waste at all.

Shen Mu and the fat man were not idle. After beating the boss, the next thing is naturally the harvest time. The benefits of this underground temple are not only the inheritance of the ancient gods, but also the treasures of the ancient era, such as the various spars inlaid on the walls that are used as decorations.

In the days of the Ancient Protoss, these things may not have been uncommon, but now they can be worth a lot of money if they are taken out at will. How could the fat man's character of plucking feathers and Shen Mu's poor and crazy personality be indifferent? The two of them had worked together for so long, and they had already pried off five fist-sized spars. It's just that because they didn't master the strength well, two pieces were broken into the corners, which made the two of them feel distressed for a while.

"You two, you're really lucky! I don't know how many times this first god burial mountain has been turned over by those big forces inside and out, but nothing has been found. As a result, the two of you were allowed to get in!, but if you can survive under the hands of the demon lord, you two have the ability!" The earl walked over in a good mood and said to the two of them with a smile: "Why don't you divide the spoils? These crystals can only be sold for a little money at most, and the materials that can be used on the demon lord are really not exchanged." I'll let them leave two paws for you!

"No, no, we can't use such high-end things, let's make some money first!" Shen Mu waved his hand to refuse his kindness. If you let someone else get your hands and then give it away, you will be hated. In this team, everyone is very sensitive, and it will be a big problem if you are hated by that old monster. And they didn't intend to expose the secret of the fat man's infinite resurrection, so they didn't plan to participate in the distribution of the demon lord's corpse from the beginning. The purpose of both him and the fat man is very clear, that is, to make money as steadily as possible.

"Well, contentment is the only way to be happy!" the Count did not insist, and after leaving a word, he visited the underground temple alone.

On the other side, the old woman and the others also circled around this temple after dividing the corpse of the demon lord. Seeing that there are any good things, you will naturally not be polite, such as Da Ding, who was powerless on the altar before, was moved down by the zombie youth.

However, if you want to say that the most valuable in this temple, the first place has to be said to be the godhead left by the five dragons. But because Wulong had already secretly done something by himself, the godhead had already exploded and shattered, leaving only the last small fragment to be picked up by Shen Mu.

In second place is the Inheritance Martial God Catalogue of the Ancient God Clan and the Blood of the Gods. The Martial God Catalogue is the inheritance of the Desolate Ancient God Clan, and it was taken away by the fat man. The blood of the gods was snatched and swallowed by Azaclair, and then consumed along with it.

These three things are all very important and related to themselves, so Shen Mu and the fat man didn't dare to show the slightest bit of a mouth, and the earl naturally didn't know about it.

In addition to these three things, the most valuable thing is the corpse of the five dragons and the weapons and equipment he wears. So after a rough turn, everyone gathered in front of Wulong's corpse again.

"Is this the Ancient Protoss? How did it become like this?" the wheelchair boy felt very strange as he circled around the corpse twice. It was clear that he had just died, and there was still a residue of energy on the corpse, but the whole corpse looked as if it had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and it had decayed.

"I've been dead for I don't know how long! How can it be sustained for so long, this spiritual power is simply as vast as a sea of smoke!" The old woman was very interested in everything worth studying. She poked the shriveled and decayed corpse with her hand, and sighed: "I have only seen a few words about the Ancient God Clan in ancient books before, but I didn't expect to encounter such a well-preserved corpse. It's a pity that he came a step too late, and if it had been earlier, maybe I would have been able to leave what little bit of will he had left!

"Hehe, don't be sorry for the old witch, even if you let you leave the will of the Ancient Protoss? Let's talk about the things in front of you!Say, how are you going to divide it?"

The team is free to manage everything else, but it also has its own rules for the distribution of loot. As the organizer of the team, the Earl will decide the order in which the loot will be selected based on this contribution, and everyone in the team will have a share in the action.

But because this time it was almost for nothing, the two lucky guys, Shen Mu and Fat Man, were actually ranked first, and the others were selected according to the order in which they had previously distributed the Demon Lord's loot.

Shen Mu and the fat man discussed with each other. In the end, it was decided that Shen Mu asked for Wulong's heart, and the fat man asked for his head. In fact, Shen Mu didn't know how to choose, he just felt that the heart was more important, so he took the heart. The fat man thought that he had obtained the inheritance of the Desolate Ancient Divine Clan, and Wulong was more or less half of his master, so he took the head back and buried it well, and he could worship it in the future.

And after the two of them, the others were not at all polite. The corpse of a demon lord can be used to the extreme, not to mention the corpse of the more powerful Desolate Ancient God Clan, and even every bone has been cleaned up by them.

After dividing the corpses, several people began to divide the equipment again. Armor and armor are easy to say, the quality is almost the same, one person directly divides it equally. But there are only two obviously higher-quality weapons that are difficult to handle.

After some weighing, Wulong's portable sword was divided by the handsome man. Since he contributed the most when killing the Demon Lord, and he didn't participate in the distribution of the spoils of the Demon Lord, it was reasonable for him to divide the sword first.

But then he ran into trouble dealing with the sword. Compared to that sword, this sword can be called a real artifact. Especially the gem on the sword body, the surging energy shocked everyone, it was hard to imagine how powerful it would be in the hands of the Ancient God Clan!

Everyone wants such a strong artifact, and if it is directly distributed to anyone, I am afraid that it will cause dissatisfaction among others. So the Count decided that whoever could surrender this sword would belong to whomever he could!

It's a fair suggestion, but it's not easy to subdue the sword. Shen Mu and the fat man, who had seen the power of this sword, directly chose to give up, and several other people tried them one by one, but they couldn't even get close to it within three meters. It wasn't until the man with the giant axe on his back tried to forcibly collect it and failed, and was almost cut off by the inspired sword qi, that everyone was unwilling to give up this idea completely, and let this war knife be handled alone in the square.