The light shone like the scorching sun, and the shackles of the forbidden collapsed and collapsed in an instant, as if the ice and snow in the severe winter melted silently under the warm spring sun.
The powerful and unpredictable power of the tower spirit is like the clever fingers of a brocade craftsman, fiddling with those originally rock-solid and complex magic circles in the interweaving of light and shadow.
They began to twist and deform, like patterns on quicksand, constantly changing, and like brocades of fate, slowly unfolding under Brian's gaze.
A series of crisp and heavy sounds of shattering echoed in this space.
Seeing this, Brian raised his eyebrows and realized that these restrictions were about to be broken.
As he expected.
A moment later, when the last ban melted away like fragile ice in the spring sun, the entire cave seemed to be quiet, and time seemed to solidify at this moment.
And the treasures of the ancient black dragon, those treasures forgotten by time, were finally presented nakedly in Bryan's sight.
They emit tempting light, like the brightest stars in the night sky, which are both desirable and awe-inspiring.
At this moment, Brian's heart was filled with unprecedented excitement and curiosity, as if an ancient and mysterious secret was about to be revealed.
Brian stood at the entrance of the treasure cave, his eyes firmly attracted by the scene inside.
The dazzling golden light flashed, as if summoning him into the dreamy abyss.
The huge black dragon heritage is piled up like mountains, countless treasures shine with charming glory in the shadows, and gold and silver intertwined into an unparalleled picture.
Ancient and mysterious jewelry scattered among them, and some even emitted a faint magical aura, as palpitations as the power of this dragon.
The heavy and cold gold coins are piled up like hills, shining with an attractive metallic luster, which looks particularly dazzling in the dark. Exquisitely carved large ornaments are scattered around, and dazzling gems and complex and delicate patterns are intertwined, adding some vitality to this long-silent and long-forgotten paradise.
Brian stood in this wealth, his eyes swept across every treasure, but his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.
Even if he is used to seeing the world, he will find it difficult to resist the temptation of these ancient treasures.
These gold coins and accessories are not only symbols of wealth, but also the ancient black dragon accumulated thousands of years of hard work. Behind each item, there is a legendary story, recording the glory and glory of the black dragon.
In this space forgotten by time, Brian felt the heaviness and mystery of history.
He seemed to be able to hear the whisper of the ancient black dragon and feel its former majesty and power.
These wealth is not only material accumulation, but also spiritual inheritance. They witness the rise and fall of the black dragon, and the passage and change of time.
Faced with this dazzling and irresistible temptation, Brian took a deep breath, as if he wanted to temporarily suppress the fire of greed in his heart.
He stared at the mountain of treasures in front of him, and every ray of light seemed to be waving to him, inviting him to explore in depth.
However, after this brief intoxication, Brian's eyes gradually converged, and he felt like there was a mirror in his heart that reflected these flashy things one by one and abandoned them one by one.
He understood that although the treasures were tempting, there were only a handful of them that were truly useful to him.
Those shining gold coins and brilliant gems may make him glorious for a while, but for his pursuit of the ultimate arcane, it is just a passing cloud.
And those legendary legendary equipment, even if it is rare in the material world, is difficult to really attract his attention.
After all, with Brian's current strength, his realm has long surpassed the stage where relying solely on magical equipment can greatly improve his strength.
To him, these equipment is just an auxiliary to external objects and cannot become the power he truly relies on.
He can only choose the equipment that best suits him and can communicate with him.
No more wasted time, Brian immediately contacted Myrcella, who was in the floating city through his thoughts, and said to her, "The treasure ban of the ancient black dragon has been successfully opened. Next, I will ask you to count all the items here and take them back."
Of course, leave it to me." Mycella's voice was refreshing, as warm as the spring breeze. She was about to awaken the sleeping tower spirit and let it release the scanning light that could see through everything. When she completely took a look at this gift from ancient times, her expression suddenly subtly condensed, and her words were filled with a hint of apology:
"Brian, I'm afraid things are not going as smoothly as expected. The debut of Taling 1 encountered some unexpected obstacles. This means that we may not be able to quickly and efficiently complete the inventory of this batch of treasures."
When Brian heard Myrcella say this, he just smiled indifferently, everything was expected.
After all, this is the first time since the birth of Taling 1, it has embarked on a mission journey. It is reasonable to see a little bump and discomfort when a fledgling apprentice is born.
He chuckled in a detached attitude, "As the appointment cannot be operated normally, I will count it."
Speaking of this, Brian seemed to remember something, his mind moved slightly, and a bright dark purple crystal appeared in his palm.
This soul crystal emits a faint light, like the deep and mysterious soul of the ancient black dragon, tightly bound under the control of Brian.
This is when Brian killed the ancient black dragon, in order to prevent his soul from falling into the bottomless abyss, he was reborn in another way by the illusion demon king.
Therefore, after killing the ancient black dragon, Brian immediately casts a spell, stores his soul, and converts it into a soul crystal.
He stared at the crystal, with both achievements and reflection in his eyes, and said slowly to Myrcella:
"I did have some inadequate considerations about this matter. The elemental essence of the elemental plane is truly pure and flawless, and is not stained with dust. As the cornerstone of the construct, it is perfect, but upon closer inspection, those constructs are just a series of mechanical compliant bodies.
Only the tower spirit needs to have absolute obedience and subtle autonomy. Even the legendary elemental spirit will inevitably leave irreparable flaws in the process of nurturing self-awareness.”
Brian raised his hand and waved it, and a fist-sized void passage appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!