Dawn's familiar walk through the palace of Gangtua stems from his knowledge of Eric's memories and his intimate knowledge of the layout of the place, and although many of the buildings have collapsed over time, the general location has not changed.

"What are we looking for?" Kurolo knew that his master had a big secret, so he wasn't curious about what was in front of him.

"Find the wealth of a king, his most important wealth!" said Dawn as she walked.

"King Eric's wealth, do you mean here?" said Kurolo, pointing to the half-collapsed study in front of him.

"What's wrong here, get a handle and get rid of all of this!" Dawn insisted, Glolo's elemental hand could not have been more appropriate to clean up the wreckage of the building.

"With all due respect, I don't smell any gold coins from here!" Culolo reminded, his hand was not ambiguous, even if the elements were thin, he still reluctantly condensed a huge hand and began to clean the collapsed wall.

"The king's treasure doesn't have to be gold and gems!" Dawn waved his hand and stirred up a gust of wind to blow away the floating dust, and slowly walked into this slightly narrow space. The whole building was out of step with the grandeur of the palace, and only Dawn knew that this study was somewhat similar to Eric's cottage in his hometown. In the place where the desk was originally placed, Dawn wasted some effort to count a stone on the floor that had been buried for an unknown number of years. Removing the stone, there is a small storage space below, and a dilapidated cloth bag is in front of you.

"This thing is King Eric's treasure?" Kurolo stood curiously.

"There's nothing more precious to him than these things!" said Dawn as she took out the contents of the cloth bag. The cloth bag has long since decayed, and even if it is as tough as linen, it cannot withstand the passage of time in the face of endless time. The contents were even more tattered, and most of them collapsed at the touch of a button. Wooden hunting bows, rough fur clothes, scattered cobblestones, small animal toys carved in stone...... That's right, it's the same thing that Eric had from his childhood, the old thing before he became king. Dawn pulled out a small cloth bag, which cracked as soon as she picked it up, and rolled out five small black stones.

"Stone, no, it feels like some kind of alchemical creature?" Kurolo said after a moment of confusion.

"It's the seed of the plant, a vine that Aaron specially cultivated for Dafenias. Dawn replied.

"Can this thing still be used?"

"It should be possible, although this vine is essentially growing by absorbing spiritual power, its essence is still a plant. After the transformation of Aaronwen, the vitality is much longer than that of ordinary plants. Moreover, in the environment of the spiritual vacuum, the movement of various substances is also reduced to the lowest point, so ...... There is a high probability that this thing can be used!" "Dawn was also a little unsure, but this was the most convenient way to reach the Anwen Divine Domain. The seeds were captured by Eric when he sealed Aaronwen, and because of the Finrias giants who were sent to build the palace, only these few seeds were left in a bag of seeds.

Dawn took the seed back to find Valak and Shoxiang, who were slumped in the square in a very unsightly manner, and the Ouroboros was hiding somewhere. Curcuma is very careful to absorb the thin elements around it to replenish the consumption of the talents. As a mage, you have to learn to ensure sufficient spiritual reserves in any situation, which is obviously a habit for the bard-turned.

"It's a good thing you didn't disappoint us, otherwise you would have come and take Miss Ben's head to the Lord to receive the reward!" said Valak, glancing at the morning light.

"Aren't you afraid of any danger I encounter?"

"Anything that can survive in this environment, even if there is any elemental trap, it will long disappear in this environment. You are not even afraid of the vacuum of spiritual power, and your own combat power is close to that of the lower gods, what danger can you encounter!" Valak said disdainfully, then frowned violently, turned over and stared at the morning light for a while, "No, your strength has risen again, and it has improved a lot!"

"Danger and opportunity coexist, you never dreamed of what I encountered inside!" Dawn shrugged her shoulders freely, "Let's go, I've found a way to get into Anwin, and we'd better hurry up before Gangtua's turn catches Aaron's attention!"

Along the way, the three of Valak were completely surprised by what happened to Dawn by Dawn, especially when Bai Ze was omitted in the middle, and Dawn's strength was wrongly overestimated a lot.

"Make a price, the chest that holds the fragments of the Flame Godhead!" Valak said with gusto.

"You can't use that thing, in other words, no living thing can use it except Hilda herself!" Dawn refused, "Except, of course, plants!"

"Plant, what do you want to do with it?" Valak suddenly thought of something.

"Of course, I took it back and planted trees!"

"Ah...... That's a fragment of Godhead, you're a tyrannical thing!" Valak's eyes turned red with jealousy.

"Even the old man is a little envious of that oak tree...... "Xiang Xiang also chimed in.

"Looks like you two don't believe it anymore...... Let's give it a try!" Dawn didn't believe that Bai Ze would make a mistake in judgment. He immediately took out the metal coffin and threw it in front of the two Waraks.

Even through the thick coffin, several people could still feel the majestic light element fluctuations in it. Valak did not believe in evil and took the lead in using the secret methods of hell to draw spiritual power from the coffin. But the armor seemed to have a subjective consciousness, and a direct force of shock came, and Warak was violently bounced out.

Xiang frowned and observed, then shook his head, "Even the shattered godhead is protected by the power of the Celtic god system, and if it is not recognized by the god system, it will not be able to use its power!"

Warak came back dejected, and could only helplessly watch as Dawn put the coffin back away, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Aaron is much richer than a god's remnant, and he can't forget the bottom of the box for such a little bit!" Dawn glanced at her disdainfully, and their destination, the ancient Stonehenge, had already appeared in front of her.

"Are you sure you can still use this thing?" Valak looked at the dilapidated stone formation for a moment, somewhat disbelieving.

When it comes to the Circle, Culolo undoubtedly has more say. The goblin circled around Stonehenge before turning back, "Not only is this thing still usable, but it was used a lot here just seventy or eighty years ago!"

"Seventy or eighty years ago, World War II in secular society?" Dawn suddenly reacted.