A white fang with a slight yellowish tint appeared on Kieran's palm after the dark golden glow dimmed. A black rope was hanging down from Kieran's thumb and index finger.
The fang was the pendant and the rope was the chain. It was extremely simple yet ancient and boundless.
And … ferocious!
Looking at the necklace in his palm, Kieran felt like he was looking at a giant silver wolf that climbed up the cliff, howling at the moon and millions of wolves were crawling on the ground.
An illusion?
Nope!
It was just a simple deterrence!
It was just a tiny bit of aura that leaked out!
It wasn't malicious but it still affected Kieran.
"It's much weaker than I thought!"
Kieran took a deep breath, discarded the influence and looked at the necklace in his hand.
[Name: Wolf's Remnant Feast]
[Type: Accessory]
[Rarity: I]
[Attack: I]
[Defense: I]
[Attribute: White Wolf Intellect, White Wolf Body, White Wolf Spirit]
[Effect: Wolf Pack]
[Prerequisite: Slay the Prairie King]
[Able to bring out of dungeon: Yes]
[Remark: It's not complete, it was fused together by accident but it doesn't affect its power.]
...
[White Wolf Intellect: Regardless of attack or defense, when you face a Spirit authentication, you will gain + 3 extra authentication]
[White Wolf Body: You can transform into a werewolf, 1 time per day]
[White Wolf Spirit: Summon a spirit of a white wolf to fight for you, 1 time per day]
...
[Wolf Pack: All wolf-type creatures below rank I will automatically submit to you.]
...
"I?
What kind of rarity is this? "
Kieran looked at the never-before-seen rarity before his eyes.
It wasn't Legendary or Epic.
It wasn't above Legendary or Epic either.
It was rank I!
Looking at the rarity that could be considered a number or a symbol, Kieran felt like he discovered a crucial piece of information in his heart.
There wasn't much information about the underground game.
Although every player who entered would actively or passively collect information, the truly valuable information wasn't much.
Or in other words, the truly valuable information was in the hands of certain players.
For example, [Wolf's Remnant Feast].
Grade I.
The special effect [Wolf Pack] had even reached rank I.
"A quality that surpasses' Normal '!"
"A rank that surpasses the Normal rank!"
"A true transcendent?"
Kieran muttered in a low voice.
Then, Kieran unconsciously looked at the frozen Prairie King. The aura that struck fear in Kieran's heart had vanished along with the death of the Prairie King but the memories in Kieran's heart weren't forgotten because of the Prairie King's death.
On the contrary, it became clearer.
The ice sculpture in front of him was like a famous warning, causing Kieran to constantly warn himself from the bottom of his heart not to be arrogant at any time.
There was no need to cut open the opponent's stomach when you could directly cut off their head.
Don't use superfluous methods. When you can directly kill your opponent, you must directly kill your opponent.
Of course, apart from the warning.
There was also a notification.
"[Sword Skill – Tiger Stance]!"
"[Saint Thorns]!"
The changes in the former made Kieran realize he was far from understanding the skill. Not only that skill but the other skills as well.
As for the latter?
Once again, Kieran was alarmed by her words.
It was stronger than expected!
Kieran commented on [Saint Thorns].
Kieran didn't know what the Origin Force was but Kieran knew the power that could harm the Prairie King wasn't something simple.
One needed to know [Arrogant Word], after being enchanted, only scratched the Prairie King's skin.
[Saint Thorns], on the other hand, turned the Prairie King into a bloody mess.
Kieran instinctively tried to communicate with the power that represented [Saint Thorns].
However, other than the aura of compassion, he didn't receive anything else.
It made Kieran frown.
Each of [Fusion Heart]'s powers had their own unique traits but their nature was arrogant and untamed, except for [Saint Thorns].
Other than the slightly troublesome time with Ohara at the start, the [Fusion Heart] was extremely obedient.
Not only did it not cause any accidents to Kieran, instead, it helped Kieran overcome multiple tough situations.
However, the more it was like that, the less confidence Kieran had in his heart.
There was no love without reason in this world.
There was no such thing as a free lunch.
Everything that seemed perfect had a purpose behind it: benefits.
Of course, benefits could be seen as something else as well.
Kieran went into deep thought without saying anything.
He knew that his way of thinking was extremely extreme in the eyes of some people, but he, who had lived independently for a long time, stubbornly admitted the saying, "The more you invest in the beginning, the more you'll get from you." When he was in the orphanage, he was tricked by his first so-called good friend into giving him snacks once a month, and this saying was engraved in his heart.
"Hon. 2567?
We need to hurry back to Thunder Fortress as soon as possible! Otherwise, his arrangements might cause a lot of trouble to Thunder Fortress or even Riverdale! "
The Duke of Zilin couldn't hold back his words when he saw Kieran was deep in thought in front of the Prairie King's body.
Obviously, the threat from the Prairie King before his death reminded the young duke of something.
"Um."
Kieran quickly regained his senses and nodded without objecting.
When the Prairie King appeared alone and the group that followed him didn't show up, Kieran already knew what happened.
It wasn't hard to guess.
The Prairie King had noticed Fire Raven's surveillance a long time ago but when the Fire Raven left the Prairie main camp, the Prairie King launched a sudden attack. Wasn't it to attract Kieran's attention and cover up Lapieran's true whereabouts?
As for what Lapieran wanted to do?
Everyone knew what he wanted to do.
"How is your body?"
The young duke asked.
"It's not as bad as I thought, I should be fine on the way!"
Kieran said with a half-truth, half-lies.
Although the young Earl displayed an admirable side, and his spirit of fighting for honor made people involuntarily feel good about him, they couldn't help but feel good about him.
Still, Kieran wouldn't choose to trust him because of that.
Vigilance, or rather, being overly suspicious, was carved into Kieran's bones.
The young Count did not notice this. He gave a few orders to his surviving men, and soon, two good warhorses were brought over from afar.
At the same time, a couple of falcons flew further away.
"We will go ahead first, the Zilin Knight will be here soon … His body?"
The Duke of Zilin explained before his tone turned hesitant.
What should he do with the Prairie King's body?
According to the young duke's style, he should put the body in a coffin and send it back to the Prairie main camp.
However, he wasn't the victor.
He didn't have the qualifications to deal with all these.
Kieran wasn't interested in dead bodies but the Prairie King's body was different. No doubt the body was very valuable, especially in certain mystical fields.
Even though Kieran wasn't skilled in those fields.
Still, it didn't stop Kieran from reaping his own benefits.
"Put the body in a coffin and send it back to Riverdale!"
The moment his words subsided, Kieran was already riding away.
Duke Zilin followed closely behind.
Meanwhile, back at Thunder Fortress, an intense battle had broken out.
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