The other three looked at each other and followed closely behind, not daring to breathe loudly.
The feeling of entering a dimension was very uncomfortable. It was as if they had been thrown into an enclosed roller coaster and spun around a hundred times. When the scenery became clear again, Akasha, who was the weakest among them, almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Natha supported her from the side. However, the Wood Elf didn't look well either. Sodelor looked fine, but his left hand gripped the handle tightly to steady himself.
He tried to suppress the churning feeling in his stomach. He wanted to see where Roddy was, but when he glanced at the "handle" he was holding, he almost cried out.
It was a longsword on the weapons rack!
If it was an ordinary longsword, it would be fine. Sodelor loved swords as much as his life and had seen many before. However, the sword in his hand made him unable to move at all. It wasn't the first time he had seen the High Elves' slender double-edged swords. However, the grip, the material, and the luster of the blade told him that it wasn't ordinary.
Even more incredible was that dense elemental waves seemed to float on the sword. It was clearly many times stronger than the enchanted weapons that the nobles bragged about!
He raised his hand and drew his longsword. A clear ringing sound rang out as the sword trembled. The perfect center of gravity and the blossoming icy aura almost caused Sodelor's eyes to light up.
"Good, good sword!"
"Of course."
Sodelor's exclamation was mercilessly interrupted by Roddy. The latter pushed his shoulder and pointed to the side. "Take your time. There's nothing bad here."
Zordlore, who thought he was experienced and knowledgeable, trembled in fear when he looked in the direction Rody was pointing.
The space before him was almost as big as Elson Library. The surrounding walls glowed with white light, and above them was a vast expanse of whiteness. There was no ceiling or sky at all. Solid stone slabs were under their feet. To their left and right were five or six shelves made of ice crystals. On them were fancy or simple longswords, staffs, bows and arrows, round shields, and so on …
Further away were stacks of scrolls and Magic crystal protected by a barrier. Further away … Sodelor found that he couldn't see further because the light of the equipment had already covered everything behind him.
Akasha and Natha were just as dazzled by the dazzling equipment as he was. They were in a semi-dazed state, while Merinsera squinted her eyes and clenched her fists as if she was searching for something.
Roddy was the only one who didn't have any expression on his face. He looked as relaxed as if he was strolling in a wet market.
"You can even … take this away?"
Sodelor gulped, and his voice changed pitch.
"Of course."
As soon as Roddy finished speaking, Sodelor turned and left.
"Where are you going?"
"Get someone to move the stuff! If these things were given to us, who in the world would be able to stop us? Where was the door? How to get out? Let me go back and call them! "
Sodelor wasn't like this in the past, but after leading troops for a long time, he naturally began to think for his brothers. Roddy couldn't help but laugh at this. He pointed to a door of light at the end of the room, and Sodelor quickly ran out.
"Don't just stand there. See if there's anything useful. These are all good things left behind by Solomon. His last words were very clear. Whoever kills Berantulu will get these things."
Roddy waved his hand and turned to Merinsera. He said in a low voice, "Your Dragon Crystal … still hasn't recovered?"
Merinsera, who had been pretending to be calm, immediately became dispirited. All her sense of superiority actually came from the "Dragon Crystal". Now, Roddy mercilessly burst this bubble. She was now no different from a mortal, so what was there to be superior about?
Thinking of this, she sighed and shook her head. "I thought I could find something here that would allow me to take revenge, but now it seems that I was too naive."
For the Dragon Race, unless it was a Divine Weapon or a scroll, nothing else would catch their eye. After all, the Dragon Race was extremely powerful and had no lack of rare treasures. If Solomon's treasure was only the Epic Grade equipment that was around level 40 to 55 on average, it would be of no use to Merinsera.
Roddy fell silent. After a moment of consideration, he slowly said, "Perhaps … there's something that you can use."
The Shadow Dragon didn't believe him at all and didn't even reply.
Roddy didn't waste any time and walked straight to the deepest part of the room. Behind the rows of weapons, scrolls, and Magic crystal was the most inconspicuous desk among all the treasures. On it were two gray leather notebooks without any markings or elemental rhythms.
It seemed that this was the most useless thing in the room.
But Roddy stopped in front of the desk solemnly. He stretched out his hand and hovered above the two books for a few seconds. Finally, he pointed at one of them and said, "Pick it up and have a look."
Merinsera frowned slightly. She didn't understand Roddy's action. After all, it was just a notebook. Wasn't it the same no matter who picked it up?
But because of her trust in Roddy, she reached out and picked up the notebook. At the same time, elemental rhythms swept across her fingertips and left a clear mark on the surface of the book …
"Soul Brand?!"
The Shadow Dragon turned pale with fright. The "Soul Brand" she mentioned was actually the "Soul Binding" displayed in front of Roddy's eyes. This meant that the notebook belonged to her forever. Even if others opened it, they wouldn't be able to see anything on it.
"Soul Binding" was a unique characteristic of top-level items. Roddy had only seen people equipped it in top RAID teams. After his rebirth in this world, Roddy had only seen the same attribute on Akasha's ring. As for what it was, Roddy still didn't know. But he was sure that the two notebooks on the table were definitely top-level items.
Because they represented Solomon's most precious "treasure" — an inheritance left behind by an Elemental Magician who could defeat a demigod and was feared by the High Elves at their peak.
A room full of Epic equipment and the inheritance of two professional professions. This was the reward from the Level-55 Legendary Mission.
Roddy was actually very glad that he made the choice. There were many ways to complete the [Glory of the Elements] mission. If he only killed Berantulu's physical body, the reward would only be a small part of the equipment and experience points. If he completed the mission perfectly, he could obtain all of Solomon's treasures.
And according to the game's evaluation, his completion rate for this mission was 100%.
So now, in front of him was the reward that others didn't even dare to think about: the inheritance of the advanced professions "Elementalist" and "Elemental Summoner".
Merinsera flipped through the book that represented the inheritance of the "Elementalist" in her hands. After a few minutes, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Roddy. Her voice trembled as she said, "You … you really want to help me …"
Her words sounded a little harsh, as if Roddy couldn't help her at all. But in fact, this was the truth. The grudges between Dragons and humans were not on the same level. Merinsera's Dragon Crystal had completely lost its response due to excessive consumption. Even the leader of the Shadow Dragons couldn't do anything about it.
But it was this problem that the book in his hands could solve!
"Elementalist" and "Elementalist" that existed everywhere on the continent were only one word apart, but in fact, they were completely different. Solomon was able to make a name for himself during the era when "Arcane" dominated everything because he walked a different path from the "Elementalists"!
In other words, he was the founder of the "Elementalist" profession. He was the first Magician in this world who could directly use the power of the "Elemental Plane" to fight.
Normal "Elementalists" needed to rely on spells and hand gestures to gather the elements around them to cast spells. But "Elementalists" could directly use the energy of the "Elemental Plane" for their own use after gaining the ability to connect to the plane. In other words, normal Elementalists used toy water guns, but Elementalists used fire hydrants.
The two were not on the same level …
More importantly, after "Elementalists" reached level 30, they could condense "Magic Crystal" like magical beasts!
With the "Magic Crystal", an Elementalist's mana, mana recovery speed, and spell strength would all be superior to that of a normal Magician. And for Merinsera, condensing a Magic Crystal meant … she was standing at the turning point of her destiny.
"I … I …"
Merinsera was speechless for a moment. This book not only meant that she had obtained the inheritance of a powerful Magician, but it also meant that she had a chance to escape from her current "desperate situation"!
The source of the Dragons' aura was the "Dragon Crystal". If she chose to destroy it, her brethren would never be able to find her again. And becoming an "Elementalist" meant that one day, she could condense a "Magic Crystal" again, and with hard work, she could cultivate a new "Dragon Crystal".
This was a chance for rebirth.
This was also the capital for her to take revenge.
But the problem in front of her was … Merinsera had never thought of giving up her "Dragon Crystal". This was the symbol of the Dragons' identity. Giving it up would mean turning her back on the entire race.
Just as this thought rose in her mind, Merinsera suddenly remembered what Roddy had said to her in the Tomb of the King.
"I don't have dragon scales, and I don't know magic. Even if I work hard for my entire life, I won't be able to match your strength when you were ten years old. But if I am chased by an enemy, I can do anything to survive … Because one more day of life is one more ray of hope.
"But this is not to prolong my life, but to take back what I have lost with interest one day."
Merinsera's heart was thumping violently. Her originally stubborn and stubborn thoughts had unknowingly started to change …
If there was a chance for revenge, why would she wait for death here like an idiot?
Her pale fingers could not help but tremble. The contents of the book were not as short as it looked because of the space folding. Perhaps the book had more than a few thousand pages. However, just by reading the general outline, she realized how valuable the 'gift' Rody gave her was.
Why … did he do this?
The Shadow Dragon suddenly remembered the "Dragon God Oath" she had made. Her heart couldn't help but beat a few more times, and her face inexplicably flushed.
She sneaked a glance at Roddy, only to find that he was engrossed in another book and didn't pay any attention to her.
What a bastard!
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