Chapter 371: Chapter 181 Dudor the Third, Golden Beard_3
The Grey Mountain Goat, which was burying its head aimlessly, was levitated by Ronan’s illusory capture, appearing as an image sealed within a bright mirror.
Power of Spatial Stasis!
The force of confinent was even more powerful than the Ice Frost Breath previously emitted by the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.
However…
“Crack—”
A clear crack suddenly appeared on the smooth tallic mirror, and the entrapped Grey Mountain Goat’s eyes kept rotating franticly, revealing its desperate struggle.
“Hiss—”
This ti, Ronan was truly moved.
Even the Power of Spatial Stasis couldn’t contain this Grey Mountain Goat, clearly… this was no ordinary Alchemy Puppet.
Otherwise, the Dwarf civilization with the chanical Heart would be too formidable!
Ronan hesitated for a mont and eventually chose not to unleash the Space Shattering force following the stasis, actively breaking the confining mirror—he was worried about damaging the goat puppet that had brought him many shocks and surprises.
The more extraordinary it acted, the greater its value proved to be.
Ronan’s gaze cald down, and with a flash, he disappeared from the spot.
“Crack crack—”
More and more cracks ford on the confined tallic mirror, and the la Grey Mountain Goat’s limbs started to move, seemingly about to jump out of the “mirror” the next second.
And just as the entire mirror was about to shatter, and the Grey Mountain Goat was about to escape…
A fair and slender hand gently grasped its neck.
“Crack crack crack—”
Those beautiful fingers, which could make even a woman jealous, contained an indescribably terrifying giant power. As the fingers grasped the neck of the Grey Mountain Goat, they slowly sunk in, leaving clear imprints.
The inside of the Grey Mountain Goat emitted unbearable creaking sounds, as if parts and rune formations were collapsing.
Tiny fiery sparks shot out from its densely curled fur; it seed to sense a real crisis looming and imdiately beca docile.
Unprecedented submissiveness, its gaze lowered and even extended its short pink tongue, trying to twist its head to lick Ronan’s arm.
Ronan looked on expressionlessly, coldly observing the Grey Mountain Goat in his hand.
He extended another hand, slowly caressing the body of the goat, his movents seeming affectionate but in reality, he was further exploring the makeup of this Grey Mountain Goat.
“Crafted from a special type of Alchemy tal, this tal seems to naturally possess strong magic immunity yet maintains high operation of rune formations and has excellent energy conduction capabilities…”
Thought flashed through Ronan’s eyes, seemingly uncovering a part of the secret to why this Grey Mountain Goat was so elusive.
“Hmm?!”
Suddenly, Ronan felt a soft tal collar around the neck of the Grey Mountain Goat.
Clearing away the layered tallic wool, a shiny tal collar appeared before his eyes.
“This tal…”
The mont Ronan saw the collar, he couldn’t help but freeze.
He felt an unprecedented massive wave of tal energy particles from the tal collar, seemingly harboring an entire sea of tal within the small collar.
Additionally, there were streams of indescribable intense heat, extrely rich Fire Energy Particles.
Pure tal Elent Magic Material, judged by the amount of tal Attribute energy particles it contains.
The richer the energy particles in the tal material, the better the enhancent to tal Magic when used as a magic dium, and it is the dream of all tal Elent Wizards.
“Third Rank tal Material?”
Ronan caressed the collar closely, quickly dismissing his guess, “No, much higher than Third Rank! Fourth Rank, even Fifth Rank is possible…”
The deeper Ronan explored, the more thrilling it beca.
His deep blue eyes involuntarily shot out a brilliant light.
“This is absolutely a Dawn Rank Magic Tool Material!”
In an instant, Ronan even felt a strong impulse to tear off the collar from the Grey Mountain Goat’s neck and claim it for his own.
Nevertheless, he managed to forcefully suppress this urge.
“Although its Grade is exceedingly high, the quantity is really too small, unless mixed with other tal diums…”
Another reason was, he did not favor the Fire attribute properties contained in the collar.
Continuing to probe along the collar, suddenly, Ronan touched a small tal plate.
He blinked his eyes, turned the goat’s head, and carefully examined the tal plate he brought forth.
A tal plate of the sa material and color as the collar, shaped like it was custom-made as a pet tag.
The plate was engraved with so ancient and peculiar characters.
It was the Dwarf Language.
Because the chanical Heart ca from Dwarf civilization, Ronan had made a point to learn it quickly on his way here, now it proved to be useful.
“Dudor Short Tail the Third.”
Ronan read the text on the tag, flipping his palm to turn the tag over.
The back of the tag also bore a line of small characters, which read—
“For my dearest daughter, Goldenbeard Barbara Gabriela!”
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