Capítulo 966: Chapter 477: [Minotaur’s Palace of Illusion], Fenrir Realm
The extended spiritual power slowly retracted from Kosti’s position. Ronan looked at the golden arrow symbol in front of him, floating like a buoy, and said with surprise, “Is it really that simple?”
At this mont, the golden ring was soaking in a pool of slowly wriggling blood, which seed to have unlocked so hidden rune restriction on the ring. Behind the restriction was a clue clearly pointing to the treasury’s location.
“For goblins, it is just that simple.”
Iris pressed the bleeding slit on his wrist and whispered, “What do you think the treasure vault ans to the Treasure Stealing Goblins?”
“A place to store the treasures they’ve stolen?”
“If it were only that, there would be no need to leave keys that even outsiders can easily open.”
Iris shook his head and then, looking at the golden ring wrapped in his blood, slowly said, “Legend has it that the first treasure-stealing goblin, the King of Goblins, built the world’s first and greatest private treasure. It stored supre treasures that even the gods coveted.
Countless people have co seeking news of this treasure, so even found its location and successfully entered, but no one ever managed to take even a single copper coin from it…
Later, Treasure Stealing Goblins imitated this, but their purpose for building a treasury was not just for storing treasures acquired through theft and deceit, but to gain even more wealth…”
Ronan’s eyes flickered as if he had realized sothing, “The real purpose of establishing a treasure is to attract a continuous stream of treasure hunters, and then obtain the treasures they carry.”
“Wise as you are.”
Iris nodded with a smile, “No amount of wealth can satisfy the greedy, miserly, and selfish nature of the Treasure Stealing Goblins.
Compared to searching the world for treasures, waiting for others to deliver wealth to them is undoubtedly a much easier and more effortless plan.”
“And among these, the treasure seekers that the Treasure Stealing Goblins look forward to the most are undoubtedly their wealthy peers.”
Ronan roughly understood what Iris was trying to convey.
The ring was deliberately spread as bait, a ludicrous and absurd gold-hunting ga belonging to the Treasure Stealing Goblin clan.
Each of them is a hunter and also prey, like a group of mad gamblers, each believing they are the smartest and will be the last one laughing.
This ga began in ancient tis and has continued until now, with imnse wealth circulating among them.
“No wonder you could so effortlessly solve the puzzle on it.”
Because Iris had a portion of the purest Treasure Stealing Goblin bloodline running in him.
“As long as you keep the ring by your side, once you enter a certain range of the treasury’s location, it will naturally guide you to the correct spot.”
Iris paused and then said, “Of course, entering the treasury carries certain risks.”
Ronan nodded, then slowly placed the ring on his left pinky finger.
He was not a wizard who relied much on magic tools for combat, so besides the two space rings, his ten fingers had a lot of space left.
Iris’s narration reminded Ronan of his own experiences with entering the Silver Ear Goblin Treasure Vault. Thinking back, the goblin he encountered inside might not have been the true owner of the vault either.
The ring on his hand now might even have been intentionally left behind for him by the other party.
The last ti he entered, he was with… Jason.
A bald figure flashed in Ronan’s mind, his eyes revealing a faint emotion.
He almost forgot when the last ti he t Jason was. After the Battle of the Sinking Eye, he followed Jason’s ssage to the Wizard Town where they first t, only to find a cap with a ssage left to him, without any indication of where Jason went…
Those who once stood by his side at the Upper Ring were now gradually fading from his mory.
Ronan casually instructed Iris a few things before leaving from under the Holy Blood Tree, flying along the sky until he stopped at the edge of the Mist Space.
Opening a small silver door in the misty high wall, Ronan stepped inside, hearing seemingly the clear laughter of children like silver bells, and before him was an unusual room made of mirrors on all six sides.
The Minotaur’s Secret Room.
Inside, the room was filled with strong space fluctuations.
Ronan sat cross-legged in the center of the room, and in his mind, the Void Mirror, representing the Minotaur’s space inheritance, continuously leaked out Silver Sand containing spatial insights.
“[Space Mirror Skill — Minotaur’s Secret Room (Master 1587/1600)].”
On his character panel, the proficiency of the [Space Mirror Skill] was very close to Master Level Perfection.
In the past two years in the Sinking Passage, his greatest progress was in the achievents in space magic, being only a few steps away from breaking through to the Grandmaster level.
Ronan closed his eyes, reflecting on his previous encounters with the Void Worm, a multitude of insights bursting like silver sparks continuously in his mind.
On his character panel, the proficiency of the [Space Mirror Skill] steadily increased.
Ronan felt he was on the verge of breaking through, with the Minotaur’s space inheritance granting him such a boon, he might not even encounter a bottleneck.
Ti passed slowly, and at so unknown mont.
“Crack—”
Accompanied by the loud sound, Ronan abruptly opened his eyes at the center of the room, a bright silver radiance bursting forth from his eyes, as if they were forged from pure silver.
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