After putting away the memory of the battle, Xia Yanzhen looked at the large pile of messy things that exploded from the bodies of the God Mother and his children.

At first glance, there are two things that are more conspicuous, unlike those weapons that are tattered, decayed and old.

One of them is the floor-length mirror that Xia Yanzhen noticed from the beginning.

This floor-to-ceiling mirror is two meters high and "lying" on the ground. The mirror surface is oval and surrounded by black and red wood, carved with complex patterns.

It is estimated to weigh more than 100 kilograms when lifted, which is quite heavy for ordinary people.

The mirror is a piece of equipment.

【Observation Magic Mirror】

[The observation mirror made by the warlock Ted, after being left for a period of time, can observe most scenes within a radius of twenty miles through the mirror. It is said that after Ted created this magic mirror, he was killed by a gang.

Instead of dying from the backlash of the spell as the outside world said, the mirror also fell into the hands of other people and kept changing its owners.】

[Magic mirror, magic mirror, let me see the most beautiful woman within twenty miles!]

"……Um."

Looking at the mirror, Xia Yanzhen pondered for a few seconds and put it away decisively. Do you still need to think about it? This is of course a good thing.

If super surveillance within twenty miles is not a good thing, then there is no good thing at all.

Poor Ted the Warlock, he just wasn't used for the right purpose.

If you use it correctly... well, you might die faster.

Then, Xia Yanzhen turned his attention to the metal stick - or should I say, the metal staff.

He had seen this staff before - he had seen it outside the city, the one held by Warlock Hall.

Several warlocks all have distinctive looks and can be clearly recognized through their portraits.

Xia Yan really knows which person is which, but it doesn't matter now.

Because except for the sorceress Elsa, all the other sorcerers are dead.

During the battle just now, Xia Yanzhen saw a corpse that seemed to look like Hall among the snake bodies made of corpses.

Hall was probably swallowed up by the Son of God Mother together with another warlock he had never met, Pine, and became a part of it.

The mirror should have been left behind by Pine, and the metal staff was undoubtedly Hall's relic.

Xia Yanzhen picked it up.

Sure enough, this and the metal staff are also equipment.

It has the effect of amplifying spells, and also comes with two spells that can be used through stimulation.

Naturally, Xia Yanzhen couldn't use it. This stimulation required the injection of energy - not necessarily the power of the magic mastered by the warlock, but at least similar energy.

For example, magic power, arcane power, and even greater spiritual power are probably also possible.

And Xia Yanzhen.

The only "power" he has is strength. Crushing the metal rod directly is like playing with it. It's easy, but it can't inspire him.

Take it back to the team and let Tao E handle it.

After putting away the metal staff, Xia Yan really thought that since the two warlocks had revealed their equipment, would the one who died outside the Rongguang leased land also have equipment?

Forget it about Rutherford who was somehow connected to the All-Seeing Eye.

The ashes were scattered.

Isidor died not long ago, so if there is any equipment on him, it should still be there.

Xia Yanzhen waved to the sky, and Tiamat fell.

Xia Yanzhen took down the Burning Throne and took it back to the mark space. Tiamat said: "There is someone outside."

"who?"

"It should be the people from Chongxiao. They made a move with someone. They should be here now." Tiamat said.

"Okay, you go up first." Xia Yanzhen said.

When Tiamat is not sleeping, she spends most of her time in the clouds in the sky, a veritable "sky dragon."

In this regard, it is quite similar to the Eastern Dragon.

Except for the Dragon King of the Four Seas and the dragons under his command, most places where Eastern dragons appear are in the sky, coming in the clouds and mist.

As for the Western dragons represented by DND, most of the time, they will be in castles, caves, etc., and rarely in the sky.

They only fly in the sky when they are fighting or on the road.

Because of her large size, Tiamat was not suitable for appearing in front of people, so she was raised and used to flying.

Tiamat flew into the sky, and Xia Yanzhen did not forget to return the Weeping Blood Spear and Halberd to the Wrath of the Sun.

He walked towards the city gate where he came in.

The current Rongguang Rental Land has turned into a completely dead city.

Even if the birth of the son of the God Mother fails, it will be at the cost of the lives and deaths of the entire city.

No, not people, but all living creatures.

Xia Yanzhen saw that some flowers and plants were completely dry, as if they had withered for several years.

In the entire leased land, only Xia Yanzhen was not affected in any way.

On the way, Xia Yanzhen even took out the Burning Blood Sword and looked at it.

There are several almost invisible gaps on the blade of the Burning Blood Sword, and the collision with the Goddess's Son caused some damage to it.

But it's not a big problem.

With such a small gap, the Blood Burning Sword's own immortality can even repair itself over time.

Not to mention the melting pot of all things.

It was definitely not a serious injury. Xia Yanzhen sheathed his sword and looked at his blood-stained feet.

The Prisoner of Darkness is still clean.

Xia Yanzhen's body is also very clean, but her feet are very dirty.

He turned into a restaurant, went to the backyard, fetched water, washed his feet, and put on new shoes.

Now, the whole person looked like he had never experienced a battle.

The red dark streaks caused by the demonic presence have receded.

Nothing can be seen from the outside.

As for the impact, some soreness in the body is inevitable, especially in the arms.

I need to take a rest and wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest to fully recover.

Until then, actions and battles of normal intensity will not be affected.

Xia Yanzhen came to the collapsed city gate and saw the five people from Zhongxiao who had just dispersed from Isido's body and were walking this way.

Captain Yu Huachen also held a bloodless head in his hand, which was somewhere between a wooden person and a human.

"Captain Xia!"

Seeing Xia Yanzhen, Mr. Chen immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, "We finally found you!"

His expression of excitement and joy was like meeting his father and fellow villagers.

However, this happiness and excitement are not all fake, Xia Yanzhen is indeed their life-saving straw.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I am almost exhausted from running all the way. Now that I have seen it, can you not be excited?

Of course, it would not be bad if there was another outcome - Xia Yanzhen died on the Rongguang leased land.

"Um."

Faced with Mr. Chen's enthusiasm, Xia Yanzhen responded casually.

"Captain Xia, what happened here...just now?" Yu Huachen took two steps forward and said seriously.

"Heirs of the Goddess." Xia Yanzhen said.

"What?"

"The son of the Goddess came out of the ground for some reason." Xia Yanzhen said, "I had a fight with it."

"What's the result?" Ah Xing asked.

Hearing this, everyone including Yu Huachen looked at Ah Xing as if he were looking at an idiot.

result?

Xia Shiyi is standing here perfectly, but what is the result?

Of course it was the third level number one who won.

As for the sons of the Goddess Mother, you can tell by hearing this name that it is unusual, plus the aura that makes people's hearts palpitate at the beginning, they cry.
To be continued...