158 Chapter 143: Three-Star Treasure Chests
Richard turned his head and looked at the one-armed guardian. Killing intent filled his eyes.
He took out a wooden bucket filled with sand with a wave of his hand from the system space.
The one-armed guardian was a little bewildered when it saw this scene. Then it laughed out loud.
"Lowly human, are you using this sand to build your own grave?!"
It swung its arm as soon as it finished speaking.
The magic array on the surrounding walls suddenly emitted an endless ray of light.
However, before it could continue to control, a wave of shock surged into its mind the next moment.
In its sight, the sand in the wooden barrel exploded like lightning.
The one-armed guardian did not even have time to react. It only felt an indescribable pain.
'Puff!'
Its throat, eyes, face... The sand pierced its entire body. It turned into a hornet's nest.
The smell of blood in the air was thick and pervasive.
This level 9 hero went straight to the sky in a single move.
Richard, who was enraged, wanted nothing more than to grind this soldier's bones into dust.
"He is an A-rank hero!!!"
At this moment, the system suddenly rang with a notification.
[Ding~ You have triggered an emergency—Save Ferguson.]
[Ferguson, who had a vital mission, returned to the Scarlet Council with the blood of the holy dragon when suddenly a demon attacked it... The secret stronghold guardian had become a traitor. And it kidnapped the heavily injured Ferguson.]
[1. You can go to the Black Oak Manor to look for Knowles and get more clues.]
[2. You can leave this matter alone.]
[You can report this to the guards of Templar City.]
[In free-form exploration mode, each choice you make will affect the rest of the plot. And gain different benefits…]
It's another unexpected situation.
Richard heaved a sigh of relief and suppressed his emotions.
The eyes gradually returned to clarity.
Knowles, 17th Street, Black Oak Manor...
Devil, Scarlet Council, holy dragon's blood, mysterious mission...
He increasingly felt there was an undercurrent in this mission.
What exactly was Ferguson's mysterious mission that required a glorious-level item of sacred dragon's blood to complete?
And why would the demon suddenly attack the Scarlet Council? Had the Scarlet Council fallen? Or was this just an accident?
Countless complicated thoughts lingered in his mind. It made him feel as if the muddy waters got increasingly deeper...
The unhappiness in his heart disappeared again when he thought of the benefits he had gained from the previous incidents.
This mission was so difficult, so the benefits must be very substantial... Thinking about it didn't seem like a bad thing.
With a thought, he took out his Tibetan soldier card. Richard summoned Gray and two teams of bandaged mummies and dark gargoyles.
He repeated the situation to the other party and finally looked at the tightly shut door of the basement.
"Gray, lead the troop and search this place. I want to know where we are now."
Although he did not sense the fatal danger outside, he still had to be careful.
With a thought, the released energy gushed out and enveloped the troop.
The Concealment Power.
The body of the bandaged mummy disappeared.
Even its aura was gone.
Only the immune to magic dark gargoyles remained where they were.
Richard didn't care. He let these dark gargoyles stay here to protect him.
'Yah!'
The door slowly opened. The turned invisible mummy slowly left. After he had confirmed it was safe, Gray followed behind...
The sand that had killed the one-armed guardian slowly floated out again.
The sand circled him and formed a defensive shield.
When Richard encountered danger, he could immediately control the sand to block it.
He glanced around and saw that magic runes covered the walls.
Although he had changed his job to a mage, his knowledge of magic was only limited to his inheritance. He was unable to recognize these runes.
However, after he looked around, a few oak chests behind the one-armed guardian's seat caught his attention.
The one-arm guardian took the bottle of red powder that summoned the demon here…
He walked forward with some curiosity.
He opened the attribute panel.
[White Oak Treasure Chest]
[Level: 3 stars]
[Description: An unlocked treasure chest. Maybe you can get some good treasures from it.]
Richard's eyes lit up.
"Treasure chest out??"
He had gotten so few treasure chests in such a long time.
At most, he would get a 1-star treasure chest after he conquered the troop base in the wild. He didn't even want to mention the junk that came out.
It was the highest-level treasure chest he had ever obtained.
However, other than this treasure chest, the other four did not have any attributes.
He was not disappointed. These treasure chests could be additional rewards.
He took a few steps forward and chose to open it.
[Ding~ You have opened a 3-star treasure chest. You have found among them a 2-star strategic treasure -- Leaping boots."
[Leaping Boots]
[Level: 2-stars]
[Skill: Spatial Leap (Able to jump to a distance of 100 meters in an instant. Can also carry ten people apart from oneself. Body size can not exceed 5 meters. Can be cast 3 times per day.)]
[Description: Some mages have cast spatial magic on it, giving it a subtle power.]
Richard's eyes lit up. Good stuff.
Wasn't the skill that came with it the great demon's talent?
It was simply a top-tier skill.
One can use it to escape and fight.
The only pity was that one could only use it three times a day...
But its value was also considerable.
The unhappiness in his heart since the demon had abducted Ferguson instantly dissipated.
He took two steps back, put on the leaping boots, and then controlled the gravel to open the remaining four unattributed treasure chests.
'Yah!'
A ray of light flashed under the illumination of the magic lamp.
A crystal-clear rare-level resource appeared in front of him -- crystals.
Richard was amused. He did not expect these unattributed treasure chests to have such a high price.
He immediately put the crystals into his bag.
Each box had 300 units. Four boxes had 1,200 units, and each box had half an extra crystal.
It didn't seem like a lot, but this was the output of 12 miniature, rare-level mineral veins.
Rare-level resources contained vast amounts of energy. Not only could they be used to recruit high-level soldiers or build remarkable buildings, but also as the core of magic arrays.
Therefore, their value was extremely precious.
Richard felt he didn't lose so much after he earned two extra profits.
He looked at the open basement door and took a deep breath. While he waited for Gray, he also began to think about his next plan.
It was impossible to give up the dragon crystal. The value of an A-rank hero was enough for him to take the risk.
Moreover, the benefits behind the sudden incident also made him restless.
Gray returned safely with a small team of mummies while Richard was thinking.
"Lord, there's a quiet courtyard outside. I didn't find any danger.
"It seems to be a bustling street outside. I can feel a large number of humans walking around.
"But there are often templar dragoons flying through the sky. We don't dare to leave the courtyard..."
Richard heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were in the city. It would be difficult to enter if they were still outside.
"Did you find other treasures like strategic equipment in the other rooms?"
"No, this place is empty. There are no valuable items here."
Richard nodded and did not hesitate anymore.
The sand had destroyed the magic array. He did not know if it would attract the attention of other powerful existences.
It was better to leave this place for now.
They walked out of the basement under Gray's guidance, through a winding, dark tunnel, and came to the ground.
Just as they walked out of the house and came to the front yard.
'Roar!'
A low roar came from the sky.
Richard subconsciously raised his head.
A squadron of templar dragoons quickly passed by at a low altitude of 100 meters...
It still made people feel a sizeable pressure even if the horrible draconic aura was restrained.
When the giant dragon flew away, the sky covered by the dragon once again became clean. A vast shadow of a 12-winged angel stood above his head.
That holy light was enough to make any evil feel fear.
It was like a sacred object in myths and legends, giving people a profound psychological and visual impact.
Richard took a deep breath, and his heart inexplicably felt modest excitement.
Templar City, he came...
