Section 167 arranges trivialities

"Isn't this thing equivalent to waste?" The old evil suddenly cried and laughed: "Who is the stupid person who died so many people for a piece of waste?"

"Not really!" The old mage shook his head and said: "It's hard to say about things in the world, although on the surface, it seems that the ancient words of the Star Elves have been lost, but no one knows if there will be something left in a corner, just like the bloodline of the Star Elf Royal Family, it was also rumored to be extinct thousands of years ago, but now it has come out! ”

"That's right!" When the old evil heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "This matter will trouble you!"

"Okay!" The old mage nodded, then put the scroll into the box, and then picked up the box that Tianfeng Shishilang had hidden, looked at it, and said with a smile: "It's not a bad craft, but it's a pity that it's not enough to see!"

As he spoke, he began to transform the light of various magic in his hand, which kept changing outside the box, and the light dissipated in a short time, and the old mage directly reached out and opened the box, and then took out a black metal helmet from inside. This helmet doesn't look black, but the shape is very powerful, the appearance is like a black skeleton, extremely hideous, very murderous, in the middle of the helmet is a pitch-black giant magic gem, the size of an egg.

The old mage took a look at it, and immediately said in surprise: "It turned out to be a legendary item, a devil's sacrifice, boy, you are developed!"

"Bullshit!" the old evil immediately said disdainfully: "Legendary items are a piece of shit, people Arthas is full of sub-artifacts, this is not enough to carry shoes for others, right?"

"Haha!" After hearing this, the old mage couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said, "You kid and Arthas, aren't you looking for death? Not to mention you, even our family can't compare with the family wealth that has accumulated hundreds of years?"

"Alas, when can I mix artifacts and play with them!" "You don't know, the little white face compares me with a divine bow, and he looks proud and angry!" Although the old evil has never looked at foreign objects, it doesn't mean that he really doesn't know the benefits of foreign objects, he is just afraid of delaying his cultivation and is unwilling to rely too much. But if he has the opportunity, he will definitely not let go of the good things.

"You can be content!" the old mage immediately laughed: "This thing is not an ordinary legendary item, it has a nickname, it is called a battlefield artifact, to be honest, in a large-scale battle, the effect of this thing is really no worse than an idle artifact!"

"Oh, is it?" said the old evil as soon as he heard this, and hurriedly said, "What's the use of it?"

"This thing has its own demonic power, devil protection, bloodsucking, fanaticism, four auras. Allies within a radius of 1000 meters gain Attack, Defense, Attack Speed, and the ability to regenerate themselves after attacking. The old mage smiled: "For example, if two thousand-man teams with the same strength attack each other, without considering the commander's ability and other external factors, they will eventually lose both, but if one side has this thing, then they can completely annihilate the other party as long as they pay half of their manpower at most! That is to say, this thing can increase the combat effectiveness of the troops by more than 30%, and the more troops there are, the greater the benefits, which shows how powerful it is!"

"Sounds like a good look. The old evil said: "If you use it for barbarians or cyclops, wouldn't it be very powerful?"

"Of course!" the old mage smiled, "I guarantee that they can greatly increase their combat effectiveness!"

"Then since it's so powerful, why don't you use Tianfeng Shishilang?" asked the old evil puzzled.

"Because it's expensive, do you think this aura is given for nothing?" The old mage said with a smile: "You have to provide it with magic stones as energy! Its range is too large, and its consumption is also large, and it will cost hundreds of gold coins worth magic stones in almost an hour, which is not a small number! With the cruel surname of a pirate, he must have preferred more dead people than spend this money!"

"Sure enough, idiot!" the old evil cursed, and then let go of the matter, and asked instead, "Is there anything else?"

"No, there's this!" said the old mage, taking out another silver statue of a goddess, and said with a wry smile: "From an artistic point of view, this thing is indeed good, but I don't feel any magic fluctuations, that is, this is just an ordinary work of art, how can it be here?"

The old evil was also stunned, but he immediately thought of something, and hurriedly said: "That Dilais said that this golden scroll was found from a goddess statue made of sterling silver, is this it?"

"Oh?" the old mage heard this, and immediately began to examine it up and down, and soon found a dark compartment on the base, and when he opened it, it was empty, and he put the golden scroll in it, just enough to fill it, and put the lid of the dark compartment in it.

"It does seem to be the original. The old mage then said strangely, "But this is not a good match, how can the pure gold scroll be put into the sculpture of Mithril, right? Well, wait!" said the old mage, picking up a table knife from the table and slashing hard in one corner of the sculpture to reveal its contents.

"Haha, sure enough!" The old mage then immediately laughed and said, "Only the outer layer of this sculpture is ordinary silver, but the inside is indeed Mithril, I said why the weight is not right, but it turns out that the problem is here!"

"The sculpture made of Mithril is very precious, isn't it?" said the old evil suddenly.

"En!" the old mage nodded and said, "Just such a large sculpture costs almost a hundred thousand gold coins of Mithril, which is enough for more than a dozen catties, too extravagant!"

"That means this thing has a lot of origin!" The old evil said: "I'm afraid the story behind it is very big!"

"Maybe, anyway, judging from the style of this sculpture, it has a bit of a star elf flavor. The old mage said, looked at it carefully, and then suddenly said, "Strange, why do I have a sense of déjà vu in this sculpture, as if I have seen it?"

"Really, I also feel a little familiar, but I just can't remember it." ”

"That's weird!" the old mage smiled bitterly, "Alas, forget it, I'll go back and check some information!"

"Okay!" the old evil nodded in agreement.

Then the two men gossiped a little more, and then dispersed. The old demon took the legendary item, the helmet called the 'Devil's Sacrifice', while the old mage left behind the sculpture and scroll.

After returning to his room, the old evil casually threw the helmet to Chris Chen and said, "Help me find a place to put it!"

"Yes, young master!" Christianity agreed.

"There's one more thing you can do tomorrow!" the old evil then ordered: "Find a shop in Yanjing's business district, the location is not important, but I want to be bigger and more luxurious." Be fast, don't be afraid to spend money!"

"Oh, young master!" Chris Chen smiled bitterly: "The good shops in the commercial area are all occupied, where can I get it for you?"

"Stupid, of course it's hard for you to find it honestly!" The old evil couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You won't think of any other way?"

"What other way?" Cris Chen said puzzled, "What other way?"

"I'll teach you this!" said the old evil hater: "You just have to look for it, and if you see a suitable one, ask if you can sell it." If you sell it, it's easy to say, just give money. If you don't sell it, you can tell the fat man, and say that it's the place I fancy and tell him to get it. A duke, can't you do this?"

When Chris Chen heard this, he fainted, and said in his heart, so that's what happened? Is it clear that he is bullying people! But he didn't know what to say, so he had to agree with a wry smile, anyway, there are few good things among the nobles who can gain a foothold in the business district, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this. However, he then cautiously asked, "Young Master, you are good, what do you want to do in the shop?"

"I want to sell the things I got from the pirates, right? You can't just throw away the things produced by the spirits in the castle, right? So how can you do it without opening a shop?" The old evil laughed: "Besides, I have promised Disley to get him a manager in Yanjing, and I may break his trust." By the way, that kid is good at this, remember to take him there when you look for a place tomorrow. Call him a counselor!"

"Okay, I understand!" Cris Chen agreed, and then said, "Young Master, I'll go down first!"

"Yes!" the old evil nodded in agreement.

After sending Cristchen away, the old evil did not rest, but began to write the table, writing the craftsmanship of the metal pulley bow. However, he wrote more vaguely, after all, many things in this thing could not be understood by writing alone, and he would have to supervise the work himself. However, the old evil was unwilling to reveal his identity as a thunder master, so he thought about it and finally decided that he would not come forward. Tomorrow he will go to the castle and teach the spirits hand in hand, so that they can teach others again, so that he can not only save his own strength, but also continue to hide behind the scenes.

(To be continued)