224: Chapter 64 Crimson Spirit (Part 1) 224: Chapter 64 Crimson Spirit (Part 1) “Where do you think you’re going?” Dis laughed heartily from behind, and when he turned to look, he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
Was this still the brother he knew, who only knew of charging and slaying?
The once hovering Dis had now descended from the air, his massive body leaping to block the crimson figure that sought to escape amidst the chaos.
That crimson figure, pletely enveloped in a dazzling light of the same color as its body, moved with exceptional speed that even Dis struggled to keep up with.
Unfortunately, what it faced now was not the wolf riders who relied on numbers, but the Golden Behemoth capable of battling thousands single-handedly.
“Roar—” A domineering roar slowed the crimson figure’s escape by a beat, and the next thing it saw was a burst of golden light and an immense hand magnifying before its eyes.
Those who had reached the slope saw clearly that just as the crimson figure tried to slip away past Dis, Dis suddenly raised his right hand and, amidst the roaring, it instantly enlarged.
A gigantic golden palm appeared out of thin air, and with an incredibly overbearing presence, grabbed the crimson figure in its grip.
As the giant palm disappeared, the light radiating from the crimson figure also pletely dimmed.
“Big brother, that’s not very honorable of you.” Perkins stopped chasing the wolf riders and, looking dejected, walked up to Dis.
Dis was obviously in high spirits, laughing loudly, “Didn’t you also enjoy the killing?”
Perkins said, feeling wronged, “But, I only killed two or three small cats, while you took care of the big game.
You even captured that little thing Emperor Zi ordered.
Big brother, when did you bee so clever?”
Dis lifted his head in pride and said a sentence that almost made Perkins spurt blood, “Good karma, everything goes well.”
Ma Liang turned to Chang Hao beside him and asked blankly, “Is it over?”
Chang Hao looked at him with an odd expression, “It’s over just like that?”
Ma Liang sighed, “I finally understand why Yin Zhu asked us to e to catch magical beasts.
Seeing Dis and Perkins, who are clearly Zi’s guards, how powerful must their master be?
Both their identities and their true strengths are huge question marks in my mind.”
Ye Yinzhu smiled faintly and said, “You haven’t forgotten what I said, have you?
Everything you see today, and in the immediate future, must be forgotten once we return.”
The four Mages didn’t speak up.
Apart from Haiyang, whose thoughts were focused on Ye Yinzhu, the other three shivered inwardly when they looked at Zi again.
Sura stood by Ye Yinzhu’s side silent and pensive, seemingly contemplating something.
By now, Perkins and Dis had triumphantly returned.
They both appeared relaxed, feeling that the oute of the wolf riders was a foregone conclusion.
“Zi…” Dis forcefully swallowed back the word ‘Emperor’ and threw the crimson figure he was holding onto the ground, “Boss Zi, mission plete.
This little guy is quite fast.” Unable to call him Emperor Zi, he decided on his own way to address Zi.
Everyone’s gaze focused on the crimson figure.
It was a peculiar creature, its slim body standing out without the glow that had once enshrouded it.
Its limbs were long and slender, but its torso was short, looking somewhat like a monkey.
However, the glossy and radiant crimson fur that covered its body was obviously not something any monkey could possess.
Its eyes were large and nimble, ceaselessly darting around, as if searching for a way out.
But Dis had restrained it with a special technique, and under the enormous pressure of the Golden Behemoth, its expression was filled with fear.
“What is this?” Yue Ming asked curiously, voicing the question on everyone’s mind.
“It’s called a Crimson Spirit.” Zi stepped forward a few paces, walked up to the Crimson Spirit, and the look of surprise in his eyes intensified, “I really didn’t expect to find a Crimson Spirit still in existence.
I thought this species had gone extinct long ago.”
Ye Yinzhu hopped down from the Unicorn’s back and walked to Zi’s side, “Is the Crimson Spirit also a type of Beastman?”
Zi nodded and said, “Crimson Spirit is a variant of the Red Essence, and no one knows how this mutation came about.
According to the memories passed down by my ancestors, it seems they evolved after consuming a certain rare metal.
This Crimson Spirit is a rank seven Magical Beast, but its intelligence even exceeds many rank nine Magical Beasts.
Its intelligence is a significant reason for its rank seven status, making it one of the smartest Magical Beasts.
Although it lacks offensive power, it’s incredibly fast, and the fiery red glow it carries can burn its opponents with its high temperature.
Otherwise, it couldn’t have held on through the siege of so many Wolf riders.”
Hearing Zi’s introduction, Ma Liang couldn’t help feeling somewhat disappointed.
As a Summoning Mage, he had the greatest interest in various Magical Beasts, “I’ve never heard of this kind of beast before.
But if that’s all the strength it has, it’s not even as good as some rank five or six Magical Beasts.”
Zi shook his head and said, “No, in my eyes, the value of this Crimson Spirit is even higher than a rank nine Giant Dragon.”
Zi’s words immediately piqued Ye Yinzhu’s curiosity, “Why?
Does it have any special abilities?”
Zi nodded, “As I just mentioned, the greatest ability of the Crimson Spirit is not in bat.
Apart from being an expert at escaping, it doesn’t get many opportunities to showcase its strength on the battlefield.
It’s extremely cunning by nature, and with its population on the brink of extinction, capturing one is even more difficult.”
Yue Ming said, “I see, it’s the rarity that makes it valuable, isn’t it?”
Zi smiled faintly, “If it were valued only because of its rarity, how could it have caught my attention?
The most important characteristic of the Crimson Spirit is its sensitivity to metals.
Within a certain range, it can detect the presence of rare metal mines through special methods.
What it likes most is to eat rare metals that allow it to evolve gradually.”
After listening to Zi’s explanation, everyone except Ye Yinzhu couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed.
Haiyang said, “Searching for rare metal mines doesn’t seem to be of much use.”
Zi said, “As a Contracted Demonic Beast, it’s obviously not a good choice.
However, the rare metals the Crimson Spirit likes start at the lowest with Mithril.”
“Mithril is the lowest?” This time, everyone reacted almost simultaneously.
There are many types of rare metals, but among them, aside from a few exceptionally precious ones, the most valuable in practical terms and the rarest are Fine gold and Mithril.
The difficulty of mining and refining Mithril, along with its scant production, makes Mithril Mines extraordinarily rare and controlled by nations.
Even for a powerhouse like the Milan Empire, there are only two Mithril Mines, and the annual output doesn’t exceed twenty kilograms.
This shows how precious Mithril is.
According to the price set by the continent, the value of Mithril is calculated by the gram, with one gram costing at least ten thousand Gold Coins, and it’s hard to find on the market.
As for Fine gold, which is even rarer and pricier than Mithril.
The biggest characteristics of these two rare metals are their innate Magic Elements.
Only magic equipment that incorporates Mithril and Fine gold can store Magic Elements more efficiently or inscribe Magic Formations with greater ease.
Almost all high-level Magical Products contain them.
Thus, one can see just how precious this Crimson Spirit is.
Finding just one Mithril or Fine gold mine could bring wealth parable to a medium-sized city.
Upon hearing Zi’s words, the first thing Ye Yinzhu thought of were his Qin City and the Burna Mountain Range.
Could there be rare mines there?
Before Anya left, she had told him that the foremost requirement to build a city was a large amount of money.
According to the laws of the Milan Empire, any land granted to nobles would belong to that noble forever, and their heirs would inherit it, even after the noble’s death.
A Viscount like Ye Yinzhu could own Qin City until he died.
Where would the money e from?
Ye Yinzhu hadn’t had much of an idea before, but ever since Zi told him to start gathering his power, he began considering this issue.
At least as of now, he hadn’t heard from Anya that she needed wealth.
But Anya’s silence didn’t mean there was no need.
He had an inkling that Anya had already spent her fortune to help him build Qin City and to create a home for herself, with much of Floating Orchid Villa’s ine likely going into the city’s construction.
Zi reached out his right hand, and an invisible force lifted the Crimson Spirit from the ground.
A flash of purple light passed over his palm, and Dis’s restrictions on the Crimson Spirit were released.
“Tell me, what is your name?” Zi asked calmly, but his voice carried an unquestionable authority.
“My lord, I—I am called Red Spirit.
Please don’t kill me.
I am willing to bee your slave as long as you spare my life,” the Crimson Spirit, being extremely intelligent, could sense that the two robust men that caught it were the land’s strongest Golden Behemoths.
Even though he couldn’t discern the identity of the purple-haired man in front of him, the fact that he could enslave two Golden Behemoths showed his formidable power.
The clever creature didn’t want to suffer unnecessarily and chose to submit immediately.
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