Looking at the oblivion behind him, which was becoming more and more blurred, and had gradually disappeared into the mist, Milan withdrew his reluctant gaze and looked at Gitanni, who was snuggled up to him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info realized that Jitanni was the same as herself, her face was full of melancholy and reluctance.

"Don't worry, the Divine Envoy said we'll be back again!" Milan patted Gitanni on the shoulder and whispered comfortingly.

"Yes!" Gitani nodded, turning to look around, her eyes flooding with excitement again.

This is a private room specially arranged by Mark for them. Beautifully decorated, all kinds of furniture, equipment are readily available. These are things that Gitanni has never come into contact with, and even if she has passed the initial curiosity and excitement, it cannot stop her from looking forward to a better life in the future.

Especially when the faucet is turned on, the sound of running water "whoosh-whoo", looking at the once precious as life, every drop is reluctant to waste, and now the water that can be squandered at will, Gitanni will tremble with excitement, and she can finally enjoy the fun of "bathing".

Among the two hundred and twenty-one people brought out by Mark, what he valued most was not the dozen or so god warriors with the strongest strength, but Milan and Gitanni, who knew where they should be at all times.

So the one hundred and twenty-one people were divided into two teams by Mark, one of which was led by Arras, and the dozen or so divine warriors were assigned to this team.

The other team is led by Milan and Gitanni, and this team is the team that escorts Mark all the way to the great tribe of Esso, and they share weal and autumn all the way, so it can be said that they are very familiar. Mark, emotionally speaking, actually prefers this team.

After arranging the accommodation of more than 200 people, Mark sat down in his cabin at the bow of the ship.

Since they separated from Xie Yuxuan, they started from chasing and killing that mutant and inferior demon, all the way to the underground, and then from the underground to the Demon Clan's Holy Capital, and from the Demon Clan's Holy Capital to the Wizard World, from the Wizard World to the Nightmare World, and then to the Forgotten Land that had just come out, or the Catastrophe Battlefield.

Mark did the math carefully, and it had been more than three hundred years. I don't know what Xie Yuxuan and Linda are worried about, but they must go back as soon as possible this time.

After nearly two years of delay here, in order to prevent bad luck from catching Wuji or Cang Mist, Mark didn't dare to go to the side of the Nightmare World after coming out of the depths of the nebula, but chose another direction of the nebula.

After setting the direction, Mark was finally able to settle down, and with a wave of his hand, more than seventy Sumeru space equipment were placed in front of Mark in turn. These were all picked up on the Holy Spirit, Mark rubbed his hands with a smile on his face, and said to himself:

"I don't know if they ransacked all of that Wuji's treasure trove, hehe, but even if they looted some of it, it would be a great fortune for me!"

With a wicked smile on his face, Mark began to open the investigation one by one.

"This is the treasury thing, it's all low-level, well, this is also, this is also ......"

There are more than thirty Sumeru equipment, and Mark looked at them one by one, almost all of them are massive materials below level four, medicinal herbs, and messy exercises and the like.

Then Mark picked up a bracelet of Sumeru equipment, and his soul power reached in with ease, and his face suddenly changed, and a pair of eyes widened.

"Wow!" After only being stunned for a moment, he burst into foul language, and then looked distressed:

"So many soul crystals, magic yuan stones, and yuan liquid, don't take them! What kind of demon pill are you taking?! This is the most worthless thing! You can only look at it and can't use it!"

Mark screamed miserably, looking at the massive number of various demon pills in Sumeru's equipment, almost all of them were above level four, and some of them were above level seven, and he was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

Some low-level potions in pharmacy may need some demon pills as medicine guides, but that is also a dispensable thing, and in high-level pharmacy, demon pills are of no use at all. It can be said that these demon pills are simply more chicken ribs than chicken ribs for Mark.

"Forget it, I'll take another look!" Mark took a few deep breaths to calm down and continue to check the rest of the stuff.

"This is-, it should be the only good thing in the treasury! It's really stingy to not even pretend to be a Sumeru space!"

Mark muttered, casually categorizing the contents into categories.

After another moment, Mark's movements suddenly stopped, and he could see that there must be something good in the corner of his eye.

"Hahaha-, Holy Soul, Holy Soul, you really didn't disappoint me!"

After laughing, Mark put this Sumeru equipment in front of him, and then he didn't stop, rummaging carefully one after another.

Half an hour later, he stopped, looked at the seven Sumeru space equipment in front of him, laughed, "hey, hey, hey-" and began to carefully investigate one by one.

The first one is the one that pretends to be a demon pill, and Mark threw it directly into the Ring of Legends, although it is useless for the time being, but who knows if it will be useful in the future?

The second one contained a full 3,000 sets of sacrly-level standard suits. Although they are all the lowest level in the inferior holy weapons, it does not prevent the fact that they are holy weapons, if it is only ten sets of eight sets of marks and does not care, but this whole three thousand sets is a bit exaggerated.

This suit is divided into upper body armor, lower body armor, shoes, helmet, gloves, a spear, and a waist knife. There are seven whole pieces, and Mark can hardly imagine the value of them, and it is estimated that they are already comparable to a worse medium-grade holy artifact. If you add the number of three thousand, it is definitely an unimaginable wealth.

I don't know who created it, does this Wuji plan to form an army at the level of world domination?

With Mark's current method, it would take more than half a year to build just one of these weapons, and the much more complex upper and lower body armor is estimated to take at least six or seven years. Not to mention other things, all of them add up to Mark is estimated to take at least ten years. And in the past ten years, it has only created such a set, a full 3,000 sets, and I don't know how long it will take.

The next two Sumeru spaces were filled with weapons and equipment of varying quantities, of course, they were all at the level of holy weapons, and the quality was obviously better than those in the treasure house of the Great Mist Emperor.

He didn't have much reaction to these marks, after all, he could only use so many holy weapons. What's more, he himself is already able to make holy weapons, and he can tailor them for himself and the people around him. So I'm not as excited about these things as I was at the beginning.

"Huh?" Mark cursed his attention before his attention was drawn to one of the small objects. With the eyes of his alchemy master, he immediately found that this thing was not ordinary.

As soon as he took it out and held it in his hand, Mark began to look at it carefully.

It looks like a handle, a bit like wood, but it's plausible. One side is clearly grasped by hand, while the other side of the head is raised, wrapped in an unknown layer of leather, somewhat like a weapon. But it seems to be too small.

Judging from the aura it emanated, it should be a superb holy weapon. But it's the first time I've seen such a strange superlative artifact, Mark. And this thing Mark guessed is likely to be a set, that is, there are two of them.

Then Mark simply didn't do anything, and began to try to drip blood to recognize the master, seeing the essence blood dripping into it, he was shocked to find that he couldn't penetrate into it, and what was even more strange was that his soul power, which had always been invincible, had no way to do it.

"Feelings don't come in!"

Mark frustratedly shook the wooden pole in his hand. Inadvertently, I accidentally gently wiped a teacup next to me, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang-", and the teacup instantly split apart and exploded. Countless fragments pierced the surrounding walls like cannonballs.

The shockwave it produced then spread out in all directions, and the entire ship trembled violently, almost falling headlong. It was easy to control, and when he returned to the original flight trajectory, he had already scared Mark out of a cold sweat.

If it weren't for the fact that he was more sassy, and in order to go home faster, he used the best and strongest spaceship in the Cangwu Emperor's treasure house, and this time I am afraid that the ship would be destroyed.

He just wiped it lightly, and it was such a big move? What the hell was this? and then he was even more shocked to find that everyone on the ship except him had been stunned.

"That's a good thing!" Mark reacted, staring at the wooden pole in his hand and smiling, "hehe-he".

Carefully placing this particular wooden pole, Mark began to examine the remaining three pieces of Sumeru gear.

These three Sumeru equipment are obviously supposed to be the Infinite Emperor's alien treasure house. There are so many treasures among them that even Mark is dazzled.

Among them, countless precious flying boats and spaceships are just that. Mark even found a spaceship with a strange shape and an extraordinary appearance at first glance. If you guessed correctly, this should be a void spaceship, a spaceship that can fly out of space and fly in the void. Its value is beyond words.

Of course, there are not only these ships in this treasure trove, but there are also a large number of things that Mark can't tell what role they have. It was only then that he felt the lack of his knowledge. However, since the Infinite Emperor is placed here, it naturally has its own unique value, and Mark will naturally not dispose of it at will.

"Huh?"

When he browsed to the third Sumeru equipment, Mark's eyes lit up, "Source Energy Bomb!"

And there is more than one, in addition to the source energy bomb of the origin level of the three worlds, there is also a source energy bomb of the origin level of the universe.

This is a super bomb capable of threatening the overlord of the universe. I really don't know how this Infinite Emperor got his hands on it, if it was said that he made it himself, Mark would never believe it.

This time it's a big deal. But in this way, the fear of the Infinite Emperor in his heart is even greater, I am afraid that at this time, the Infinite Emperor must be gritting his teeth and searching around in the nebula for the whereabouts of the Holy Soul, right? (To be continued.) )