Takes a deep breath, eyes turning cold.
But... This treasure is still very dangerous now, beyond his control.
It must be completely subdued.
During the contemplation, the Power of Authority was mobilized again, directly infused into the long spike.
At the sa ti, the Power of Faith gathered during this period began to shine.
The Power of Faith is the will of all living beings, and it is also one of the world’s original forces.
Added to Authority, it imdiately exploded with extrely fierce energy, even the residual wave of this energy made it difficult for the Level 17 Shadow of the Mist, exerting all its strength to calm the waves within the house.
Under the wash of Power of Authority, the originally srizing crimson spike gradually began to transform.
The blood on it began to show a faint green hue, with spots of moss growing.
The green gradually expanded, the moss grew longer, wrapping most of the spike within.
In the end, from the appearance, it turned into a dried branch covered with moss.
The srizing feeling vanished without a trace.
Only until this mont did Lear exhale deeply, slowly stopping the infusion of power.
Reaching out to pick up the long spike hovering in mid-air.
As soon as it was held in hand, he imdiately felt a sense of familiarity emanating from it, no longer carrying that deadly aura.
His heart beca extrely joyful.
The Origin Power of Divine Abomination, although fierce, was too weakly tainted by this bit of blood, which allowed him to use the most formidable ans to suppress and enslave that power.
Moreover, after being washed by Power of Faith, its power has transford into one that he can directly control.
Unless that Divine Abomination reinfects the long spike with Origin Power, even if it ca personally, it could not move it even a bit.
This frightening treasure, carrying imasurable might, now completely belonged to him.
The feeling is marvelous to the utmost.
It’s all thanks to Authority and Power of Faith.
This thing, in the hands of ordinary people, would be nothing short of a ti bomb, seemingly mighty, but once summoned by Divine Abomination Believers or the Divine Abomination itself, could kill you in minutes.
Although its trait mainly is to seal power, a spike half an arm long, killing soone is but a matter of minutes.
If such a treasure were put up in a legitimate auction, it would surely drive everyone mad.
Coupled with a Great Demon capable of directly hunting enemy leaders across the void, this is a weapon of absolute destruction.
Whoever it targets will be at its rcy!
This gives Lear a thrilling sensation.
After calming his emotions, he handed the spike to Shadow of the Mist, enabling imdiate use at any enemy’s arrival.
The mist enveloped the spike, making it completely undetectable from the outside.
The black mist is its body, unless one actively enters the mist, even with fully opened perception, nothing would be detected.
Having enjoyed a wave of satisfaction, Lear returned the Great Demon to Shadow of the Mist, leaving only one behind.
Simultaneously, he did not linger here, directly leaving the inn, heading to the Black Gold District.
Previously triggered intelligence hinted—so Gray Dwarves would hide treasures within them, including the Lizardman Demi-God Eye.
The specifics were located in the residence of the Gray Dwarf leader Barbaro Molten Iron.
Beneath the garden pool on their property, there’s a spatial crevice, but it is guarded by Level 15 defenders, and once trespassed, they’d be discovered within half an hour.
He didn’t want unexpected complications, so speed is crucial.
Prepared in advance, waiting for the dark auction to end, once the Gray Dwarves retreat, action will be imdiate.
The cavern dweller guarding the gate, Lear waved it into Shadow of the Mist upon seeing its eager appearance.
This fellow has so semblance of a clever lackey, letting it beco a believer in Weilu City after returning wouldn’t be bad either.
Upon leaving, boarding a carriage, after a ti, stopped near the leader’s residence for a al.
The shop owner was a subterranean Minotaur, upon seeing the Great Demon and mysterious Lear, dared not speak more nonsense, quickly instructing the gno attendant to serve.
He personally went to the kitchen to oversee the preparation of dishes.
These were undoubtedly challenging masters...
However, the nu in the Underworld was quite peculiar, most dishes were raw at, like lizard sashimi, blood-cured wild boar... making Lear’s eyelids twitch.
Only at the end were dishes appearing normal.
After casually ordering a few, Lear ignored everything else, opening his senses fully, carefully observing the auction’s movents.
Once the Gray Dwarves left, this place would be a blast point, sure to ignite the entire city.
But waiting lasted for ten hours, waiting from day to the arrival of night, until deep night.
The light on the celestial rock wall darkened more at night, though not obvious, it was distinguishable.
But for those newly entering the Underworld, from the earth surface, most couldn’t distinguish it, most would mistakenly believe there’s no difference between night and day in the Underworld.
Finally, as ti moved from December 30th to January 1st.
A terrifying force flashed across Molten Iron City.
In the next mont, Lear sensed nurous Gray Dwarf Warriors suddenly disappearing without a trace.
Simultaneously, from the auction hall erupted waves of terrifying might.
It was as if the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
"Damn bastards!! These Gray Dwarves escaped?!"
"My treasure!! Aaaa!! Gray Dwarves, you all deserve to die!!!"
"Hurry and chase, don’t let them escape!!"
"I’ll make you wish for death, Gray Dwarf bastards!!"
"..."
The angry and mingled curses resounded throughout Molten Iron City.
The residents who were asleep awoke with terror, erging to see creatures emitting terrifying auras flying recklessly above the sky.
Many people launched attacks toward the heavens, attempting to tear open the space ahead!
Nurous creatures adept in Spatial Power directly subrged into the void to chase, yet more crazily rushed into the auction’s backstage trying to find the Gray Dwarves.
Upon discovering no one there, they then hurried to the City Lord’s Mansion and important Gray Dwarf facilities.
It was then they realized... the Gray Dwarves had already completely withdrawn.
Furthermore, even worse, all materials had been emptied.
No valuable items were left at all!
Clearly, they had been prepared in advance!
Upon realizing they were thoroughly fooled, the auction participants went entirely mad.
Started attacking every building they saw, slaughtering every life they could sense.
A horrendous disaster descended upon Molten Iron City, those uninford, not Gray Dwarf residents, beca targets of vented fury.
Thousands of powerful Level 14, 15, even 16, 17, 18 Heroes began using all ans to destroy the city.
Without any guards defending, the solid Molten Iron City was like tofu being ravaged.
Fragnting piece by piece.
Screams, cries, mixed with collapse sounds plus large areas of flas and thick smoke, ford a dreadful apocalyptic scene.
Upon perceiving this, Lear did not hesitate, waved to release all the Great Demons, then swiftly left the shop.
Directly traversing the void, entering the Gray Dwarf Leader’s residence ahead.
Circled around, imdiately locked onto the only pool inside.
Dived down to hover above the water surface, gesturing slightly to the Great Demon beside him, it dove straight into the water.
In no ti, the Great Demon erged from the water again.
"Sovereign, found that Bronze Pillar!"
Lear’s face showed slight delight, black mist enveloped his entire person, then entered the water directly.
The surrounding water blocked outside by the mist, keeping him dry.
Soon sinking ten ters deep, under the Great Demon’s indication, seeing a pillar largely covered by weeds on the edge region.
Approaching closely, a slight move of will.
Spiritual Power was directly infused into it, in no ti, inscriptions lit up on the pillar, while a powerful suction was felt.
The Great Demon beside instantly stepped forward, its body wiped away like rubber, disappearing directly.
Already entered ahead.
In no ti, it transmitted safe information back through the Soul Mark to his mind.
Without hesitation, Lear followed closely behind.
In the next mont, vision abruptly changed.
A treasure trove filled with ores appeared before his eyes. Dimly lit, part stacked with finished Gray Dwarven Armor in the corner.
Another area built a stone platform, with seven or eight treasures emitting unique magic power fluctuations placed above.
His gaze quickly settled on a fist-sized eyeball, faintly exuding a bloody aura, sensing the familiar breath, his lips curled high.
Found you!!
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