At night, the glow of magic lamps lights around the town.

The bright lights gradually overshadowed the stars in the sky, and Luo Xue saw that some shops were open in the north part of the town.

Maybe check it out.

My clothes are in tatters, and I hope to find something that works. The money on hand should be enough for the next expenses.

The dim yellow glow of the magic lamp dissipated, and Luo Xue left the hut.

There is a wide variety of goods, most of which are household items. Bypassing a deserted side street, there are some stalls on the side of the hanging lights.

Some of the strange gadgets are local specialties. Luo Xue picked up a carved wooden statue, which was the appearance of the god of light. Dignified and serene, the hazy face reflects a sense of sacredness.

The owner of the statue squatted in front of the stall and saw Luo Xue pick up the statue of the God of Light, and explained enthusiastically: "Ah, this guest, the statue of the Lord God of Light is carefully made by the most skilled carpenter in our town, and its workmanship will definitely satisfy you." ”

The small wood carvings of the God of Light were specially offered to adventurers from other places, because no one came, and no one had bought them for a long time. Now he sees that Luo Xue has the intention to buy it, and he is trying his best to sell it.

Listening to the owner's introduction, Luo Xue also took a closer look at the texture of the wood carving. The texture slowly carved with an axe and a chisel is indeed different from those statues that are mass-produced with magic.

You can feel the spirit and hard work of the maker.

Luo Xue put down the wood carving in his hand, and his gaze focused on another place. Just one glance made Luo Xue's hair stand on end.

It was a jet-black cross, full of scratches, as if it had been silent for years. But it gave Luo Xue an ominous premonition.

This is......

There was a faint threat emanating from the cross, and the jet-black exterior gave an infinite suction, as if to suck the mind into it.

At this moment, the soul suppression wood in Luo Xue's arms vibrate.

The treasure, which had been silent for a long time, had been slowly recovering from Luo Xue's soul injury, and finally woke up at this moment, and in the face of such a cross, it made by Holy Demon Mentor Alva actually resonated.

A strand of the same silk thread emerged from Luo Xue's bosom, penetrated the barrier of the garment, and adhered to the handle of the cross.

The owner of the floor shop did not find out about this.

It looked like a silk thread condensed by a magical element, but Luo Xue had never seen a silk thread of this color. Luo Xue watched the silk thread fly under the nose of the owner of the floor shop, but it did not alert him.

The owner of the floor seemed to be completely invisible, and at this moment, he looked at the wood carving of the God of Light that Luo Xue had put down, and his eyes showed regret.

"How much does this thing cost?" Just when he lamented that there was no harvest today, the young man's words rekindled his hope.

"Are you talking about this silver cross?" he followed his finger to see the cross, and after a moment of thought, he said, "20 silver coins."

The silk thread extending from Luo Xue's arms sucked the jet-black color of the cross, making the cross's jet-black color gradually lighten. In his eyes, however, nothing happened. In the corner of the floor, the cross had always been silver, but the dull color was a little brighter than the naked eye.

"After all, the material used to make it is silver. Seeing Luo Xue's hesitation, he immediately said.

"Is it also made by the people of the town?" Luo Xue picked up the cross, feeling the tug of the soul in her body and a suction force.

"No, no, no, he I picked up a few years ago on the south side of town. ”

The host explained. Because of an outing, in the pouring rain, half of the luster of the cross was revealed in the mud, and he saw it and brought it home.

It's a pity that for several years, the cross was not sold. Because of his poor condition, even if he is used as a cross, no customer will value him.

The cross is a symbol of faith in the church of the temple. It is said that every awakened person will have such a cross in his heart. It represents the germination of faith. The simple outline is also the source of the power of faith for priests.

At the same time, holding the cross as a medium for the release of the miracle of faith will greatly increase the user's strength. However, the cross was completely discarded due to the fact that it was made of silver, not Mithril. It can only be used as an ornament.

Mithril is fundamentally different from silver, and Mithril is more conductive to the power of faith.

For example, if a person unleashes restoration, it is first similar to building a spell model, communicating beliefs in the palm of the hand and outlining an entity.

The medium held in the palm of your hand will have a faster effect on the speed of the miracle.

Second, when there is no medium, in fact, the miracles used by pastors will still take shape, because there is still air in the palms of the hands!

Among the mediums of communication, Mithril has the best transmission effect on the power of faith, and the transmission effect of silver on the power of faith is not even comparable to air. So it can only be used as an ornament.

However, the cross in Luo Xue's hand was obviously not just an ornament, looking at the black silk thread linked to it. It is estimated that in about half an hour, you will reveal your true colors.

Could it be something made by Alva too?" Luo Xue pondered.

Luo Xue picked it up and put it down, then gritted her teeth, paid three platinum coins, and bought the cross. The owner of the stall was very happy, and saw that Luo Xue was not carrying a backpack, and was so happy that he gave him an extra wisteria bag on one shoulder.

If only there was a space bag, Luo Xue sighed.

The Space Bag is a storage item for mages and a strategic item. It can't help but be very useful in everyday life, and it can also store a large number of spell scrolls in battle.

Eliminating the time to cast spells, many mages rely on their own spell scrolls to fight. Deal a lot of damage per unit of time, and even a warrior with an outgoing battle spirit can't withstand the bombardment of ten spells at the same time.

It's a pity that the production requirements for the space bag are very strict, and it requires not only the assistance of a mechanic, but also a senior magic instructor to be able to make it smoothly. The amount of manpower, time and materials required makes the price of space bags very expensive.

It is definitely impossible to buy it with just a few dozen platinum coins, and the price of this magic accessory must be at least a hundred times higher.

This blind is naturally not such an expensive item.

Following the stalls, Luo Xue came to the deserted night market, and the dim magic lamp barely illuminated the way she came. Some people are weak enough to guard their stalls.

Luo Xue saw a familiar person, the farmer who had met Gülen's master and apprentice at dusk, and he was squatting beside him, leaning against the door of a magic shop, sleepy-eyed. (To be continued.) )