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Chapter 475 Piltover

Seeing Kasha carefully put the crystal bottle in the package and hid it, Kahn said, "If you have to look at it in the future, if you use it well, it will be a life more."

"I hope we will never need to use this potion." Kasha sighed, thinking that if she turned into a lich, then the Void Skin Armor would die and fall off her body, right?

But what's the point of living like that? Although it hurts when the skin nails are attached, she can also feel all the feelings other than pain at the same time, and becomes a lich. All the rights to these lives are deprived. When she thinks of that dark and boring world, she sighs.

Putting the package back to the bedside, she looked at the two zombie fish that suddenly appeared in the room and suddenly felt a sense of irritability.

After working for a long time, the leaked potion still couldn't be disposed of, but it was transferred from the ground to the bodies of the two fish. In this unclear situation, they could not just release them.

"It's better to swallow it. I can't feel at ease whether it's left or swallow it." Kahn finally made a compromise and grabbed the fish in his hand.

As the scales and flesh began to dissolve into substances and absorbed by the skin nails, a strange sound also entered Kahn's body and echoed in his mind.

The voice was low and majestic, as if coming from another dimension, speaking a language that Kahn couldn't understand, but he knew who the voice was.

Kahn seemed to be facing a great enemy, but fortunately this whisper just rang in his mind for a while and then disappeared. He shook his head and said to Kahsha: "I forgot what I had said before, just pretend I didn't say it. Let this medicine be sealed forever."

...

Early that morning, amid the harsh whistle, the merchant ship where Kahn was moored into the Piltwolf Canal.

He packed his luggage early and came to the deck with Kasha to prepare to be the first group of tourists to board Picheng.

Hundreds of ships lined up in the canal, some just passing by, others stopped at the port to unload cargo from far away, and then loaded with specialties from Piltwof and Zuan.

Looking at the modern city on both sides of the shore with golden light under the dawn, Kahn suddenly had the illusion of going home, which was the place where he had the strongest sense of identity. He even couldn't help but want to shout to her: "Good morning, the city of progress."

Piltwof is a prosperous and progressive city. It has influenced the entire runeland world with its extensive trade cooperation and a forward-looking thinking, and is well-known as the "City of Progress".

It was the first time Kasha had seen such a prosperous harbor city. Compared with Piltwof, Bilgewater was simply a remote countryside. The plains on both sides of the coast were covered with a large number of buildings. Smooth marble, bronze grids and shiny glass formed a neat new building, and the golden light reflected in the sunlight. Towers inlaid with gold and silver textures stretched into the sky, and arched bridges spanned the tops of cliffs on both sides of the rift valley, a scene she had never seen before.

"It turns out that what my father often said about Piltwolf is full of gold. It is not only economically developed, but also has such a meaning." Kasha suddenly realized.

"Or else do you think you can pick up gold if you walk around here?" Kahn leaned against the railing, gently kneading her white earlobes and teasing her.

"I thought so when I was a child." Kasha didn't feel embarrassed, everyone was naive. However, Kahn teased her so much that she had to fight back, so she made a childish face at him.

"Forget it, I'm just curious." Kasha shook her head. She didn't like extravagant and wasted. She bought it and was just a playful thing, but she couldn't take it away at that time. It was too wasteful.

She became much more mature. This time she was not confused by coming to a strange place. She took the initiative to pull Kahn to a mobile newsstand not far away and bought a map of Piltwolf.

But when she expanded the map and looked carefully for a few glances, another question popped up.

"How come this map... has a deep profile?"
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