The corners of Mo Bei's mouth tightened, not knowing how to answer, but the silence did not last long. Serena nodded slightly to him, then her figure shrunk, and turned into a flame again and flashed through the window.
Not being asked to get to the bottom of it made him less troubled, but also a little regretful.
In fact, he really hoped that he could give an answer that would make Serena feel happy. It was not just out of sympathy, but also felt that the other party's experience of being sealed was somewhat similar to that of traveling alone. He knew that although the feeling of loneliness would It fades away because of meeting new people, but it is difficult to completely dissipate.
Whether it was the failure to get an answer or his not being honest, the other party should be disappointed.
It's a pity that he himself doesn't know what the relationship between the game and this world is. Some problems can only become more complicated with more explanations.
The next day, Serina didn't seem to have any barriers due to her conversation with Mo Bei. It seemed that the simple question and answer last night had never happened at all.
But at this time, she was full of resentment because she couldn't eat. She turned her back to the people dining and felt sad. The figure that was originally white became much darker, as if it was about to dissipate.
She is not a person who attaches great importance to food and drink, but after all, she has been isolated from the world for such a long time. It would be okay if she didn't see other people eating. She would still be a little greedy if she saw other people eating, especially Mo Bei and the others with big meat buns. The sight of sucking soy milk gave her a strong desire to eat.
Never eaten it! I really want to try it!
Perona glanced at Serena from time to time, her eyes overflowing with sympathy, but this was obviously not enough to make her put down the bun in her hand. It was just the guilt caused by not being generous enough that made her chew faster.
After Mo Bei had eaten and drank enough, he thought about diverting Serina's attention. He rode on wool and led everyone into the forest. He found a place with relatively sparse trees and took out a huge piece of land to clear out a flat open space. For training purposes.
Before starting training, he first threw out the dark metal treasure house and made a request to Serena:
"Can you open this with a sword condensed with flames?"
The day before he saw Serena's hand in the craftsman's area, which reminded him of the Jedi cutting the metal hatch with a lightsaber, and he had such a plan at that time.
Serena raised another question that she had been holding back for a long time:
"What the hell is going on with your inventory?"
"Extraordinary talent." Mo Bei said seriously.
Serena glanced at him and said no more. The figure flickered so that the fire spirit could merge into one.
Then everyone saw Perona take out the magic bead and wave a three-foot-long blue flame tail at the end, and quickly condensed into a smooth edge. The light blue sword body and the magic bead were one and the same, as if they were one. The long sword with a somewhat strange proportions looks quite handy.
Perona looked solemn and stared at the flaming sword in her hand. Obviously, even with the help of Serena's ability, she was still not able to control her heart. The flaming sword showed signs of losing momentum several times, but fortunately, she was unable to control it. Stabilized.
Mo Bei's eyes were almost green. Last night he thought of one of the disadvantages of this flaming sword, that is, although it has quite terrifying destructive power, it has no attributes!
How is that different from a whiteboard? It’s better to hold a truly top-quality weapon!
As a result, today I saw that Perona actually used magic beads to condense the sword blade, so the disadvantage of not adding attributes will no longer exist. . .
I just don’t know what kind of texture this flaming sword blade can achieve. If it can really have the rigidity of a steel sword blade, it would be outrageous.
After Perona adapted for a moment, she raised her flaming sword and pressed it against the edge of the circular door of the metal treasure house, slowly applying pressure.
The pitch black metal quickly turned red under the terrifying high temperature and melted at the contact point. This scene was exactly what Mo Bei had imagined.
Not long after, the extremely solid flame sword pierced into the gap, making everyone present feel happy. As long as they walked around the gap, the door would definitely fall down.
But they obviously underestimated the strength of this metal treasure house. It took Perona a full hour to cut most of it, and she had to set up a ladder, but she was very tired.
But she showed great resilience in opening this treasure house. Looking at her firm back, she could probably persevere even if it takes five hours.
A section of tree trunk that Mo Bei cut down before moving in was placed against the circular gate, for fear that it would suddenly fall out and slap Perona, who was eager for treasure, underneath.
When the flaming sword blade was about to return to the starting point one foot away, the metal door finally shifted slightly, and an unknown sound of something breaking came from inside. The tree trunk resting on it was obviously under heavy pressure, and the end slowly Slowly sinking into the not-so-hard ground.
When Mo Bei saw that Perona had already stepped aside, he used a giant ax to knock down the supporting tree trunk. The metal door fell to the ground with a crash, and it was half a meter thick. The waist-thick tree trunk was broken.
Thinking of the tentacled water monster that was hit by the entire metal treasure house, Mo Bei couldn't help but mourn for a few seconds of silence for it.
He saw that the eight cylindrical locking bolts on the edge of the door had all been fused, and they were also made of mechanical structure. He complained again in his heart:
This is not magic at all!
Everyone's curiosity about what was in the treasure house had already reached its peak, including Serena, who all gathered around and looked inside.
Because it had been hit hard before, the inside looked messy. Many small safes on the walls were shaken open, and various scrolls and drawings were scattered. It seemed that it would take a lot of time to sort it out.
As the leader of the major forces in Kartim City, the Holy See's wealth accumulation is not as rich as several people expected. However, a rough estimate shows that there are hundreds of thousands of gold coins and a large number of gems.
At this moment, you can see the importance of knowledge and wealth in Perona's heart. As soon as she saw the scrolls and drawings scattered around, she immediately used telekinesis to take them in front of her. She was the first to take a look at these documents worthy of the Holy See's collection. She also looked at the gold coins and gems. Dismissive.
"This is..."
Serena brought two of the drawings to her, glanced at them and said unexpectedly:
"This is the blueprint for a magic projectile machine, a product of the mage tribe era!"
"How's the power?" Mo Bei asked, looking at the instrument that looked like a giant scorpion on the drawing.
"It is said that the destructive power is astonishing, but only the mages of Vizjere can control it, because it needs to be infused with the power of demons to drive it. This is one of the reasons why they are keen on demon summoning."
"Um...that's not just a matter of fact..."
"That's not necessarily the case. With detailed drawings, we might be able to carry out transformations, and it wouldn't be a bad idea to use the power of demons to fight against hell." When Serena said this, she looked like a woman with no inhibitions. War fanatic, which greatly appreciated Mo Bei.
If it was safe and controllable, he himself had never had any resistance to demon summoning. He even felt that the Vizjerei mage tribe was just narrowing its path. In fact, it was quite forward-looking in terms of business philosophy and expansion direction. of!
