Chapter 400: Chapter 190: The Truth About Schiper, [Golden Fire Spirit Mo Ye], The tal of Infinite Possibilities_3
“The Coachman’s son
Had golden dreams
On the glittering hillside
He sowed golden seeds
Heart as hot and fervent as gold
Watered with golden sunshine
…..”
In this voice brimming with boundless enthusiasm, endless vitality, seemingly forever young and spirited, all before Ronan shattered.
His consciousness plunged into darkness, everything drifting away from him…..
As Ronan slowly opened his eyes, he found himself standing quietly on a ruined golden street.
Everything around him was golden and gleaming with the luster of gold.
Still, it was the chanical Heart.
Except, the chanical Heart had now been completely transford into cold forged gold; everything tal inside had turned to gold.
Not a sound to be heard, an absolute silence and peace surrounded him.
Ronan looked down and was startled to find that the golden fruit core he had been clenching in his dream had turned into a golden Rune Stone.
The Golden Magic Box that he had fought so hard for had already been opened.
It laid at his feet—inside was a red Rune Stone, and a black tallic chunk the size of a fist.
Ronan fell silent, then after a mont, he quietly picked up the golden Rune Stone for closer inspection.
The Rune Stone only recorded one seal, nad—[Schiper’s.. Golden Decree].
“Is this the path to the Golden Village?”
Ronan murmured.
He bent down to pick everything up from the ground.
Inside the opened Golden Magic Box, the other Rune Stone was inscribed with an entire lineage of tal Magic.
Naly—[Spiritual Moya Black Steel Touch], [Spiritual Moya’s Silver Body], [Spiritual Moya Brass Head], [Spiritual Moya’s Diamond Heart], and [Spiritual Moya Golden Soul].
The relationships between the five spells could be inferred just from their nas, and together with the earlier [Schiper’s Golden Decree] seal, they ford a complete Magic School of tal Attribute.
“Is this the inheritance of the ‘Golden Fire Spirit Mo Ye’ as ntioned by the ‘Alchemist’?”
Ronan pondered, suddenly realizing.
The dream of a Golden Country that the “Alchemist” had spent his whole life constructing might not only be a Golden Kingdom.
It also symbolized an ancient and powerful tal Magic system.
And the na of this system is—[Golden Country]!
Ronan held the entire set of tal Attribute Magic inheritances in his hand, silent for a long while.
This was probably the oldest, most profound, and most powerful inheritance he had ever received.
Originating from the Legendary Wizard “Spielt,” an ancient wizard of unknown Grade, but undeniably powerful, who spent his entire life creating a new tal Magic system!
Though it was not yet complete at the mont, being only a part of [Golden Fire Spirit Mo Ye]’s inheritance.
Just a piece of the [Golden Country] puzzle.
Ronan still needed to head to the Golden Village, to grasp the key to unlock the Golden Country, to collect the remaining pieces, before he could aspire to sit on the Golden Throne and restore the ancient glory of the [Golden Country].
Thinking of what he saw in the dream, the majestic, glorious, and magnificent Golden Kingdom above the golden sand sea, Ronan’s heart trembled with excitent, with ardor.
But quickly, he deeply concealed this excitent.
An unparalleled inheritance also brought unparalleled tests.
Behind the chance lies ten tis or even a hundred tis the risk.
“Once gold appears in this world, those greedy for gold will surge wave after wave… Even the Dwarf Civilization of the chanical Heart has to worry about the Thunder and Fla Hamr being stolen by Goblins, Giant Dragons, One-eyed Giants…
An entire [Golden Country] inheritance will only attract more ‘Treasure Hunters’…”
Ronan took a deep breath, carefully stored both Rune Stones and the Golden Magic Box, thinking in his heart: “Before my Strength reaches a certain level, I absolutely cannot let anyone know that I have the inheritance of the [Golden Country]…”
Thinking, Ronan picked up the irregular black tallic block that had been lying next to the Golden Magic Box.
Only upon touching it did he realize that this black tal was almost identical to the black hound nad “Titanium” he saw in his dream.
“Did the ‘Alchemist’ even prepare the tal dium necessary for casting [Golden Country] spells for ?”
Ronan weighed the not-so-heavy black tal block in his hand and muttered, “But this ‘Titanium’ seems to be of slightly low Grade, and the quantity is a bit too scarce…”
Ronan shook his head, put away the tal block, and then surveyed his surroundings.
The vast chanical Heart, under the power of the Golden Curse released by the Golden Magic Box, had been thoroughly transford into a Golden City-State; all the Puppets and tal Elent Lifeforms it contained had disappeared without a trace, all tals turned to gold.
“In the mortal world, gold might still be useful, but for wizards, it’s not as good as the previous run-down and rusted wasteland… At least there you could still refine so valuable precious tals…”
Ronan had wanted to collect so high-Grade tals inside the chanical Heart as diums for his spells, but now this idea had fallen through.
However, he obtained the most precious inheritance within the entire chanical Heart, surpassing even the Thunder and Fla Hamr that he saw at the central square tal Square Stele Tower.
At least that’s what Ronan believed; he didn’t think that a Magic Equipnt forged by the Dwarf Clan could compare with the life’s work of a Legendary Wizard from “Spielt.”
Most importantly, Ronan had a strong intuition—the hamr forged by the Dwarves of the chanical Heart most likely wasn’t within the heart and might have been moved elsewhere long ago.
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