It was a kind of gem that seemed to be condensed from blood.
It was rumored to be a special gem, but it wasn't originally this blood red. However, it was later stained with the essence of a blood breed, so this change occurred.
There were also rumors that it had been the blood of the blood breed's ancestor, Cain.
With two such gems, their values were priceless
Other than that, there were also those strange items. Among them was a rusty, half-broken spear with some blood stains on it.
Mu En was afraid that he would accidentally break it. However, as soon as he touched it, his blood began boiling and roaring in his ears.
He found himself in a vast and unfamiliar battlefield, and he heard the sound of a grand horn.
The grand and magnificent epic war was right before his eyes.
The army of millions of races was just the tip of the iceberg.
The blood clan, werewolves, elves, giants, and even the legendary dragons had all appeared on this battlefield!
The hissing sound reverberated throughout the entire battlefield. Fresh blood dyed the entire world red. The holy wings of the angels were stained with blood, making them look enchanting and strange.
Those terrifying races even used their most powerful abilities, easily lifting mountains and sinking earth!
In the distant sky, countless four-and six-winged angels fell. A huge dragon that was thousands of meters long was directly torn into two halves by a giant.
Then, the giant that was as tall as a mountain was cut into two halves by a blade. The battle spear in Mu En's hand was no longer rusty, revealing its original appearance.
"Screech!"
The battle spear let out a clear screech, as if it came from the epic and magnificent battlefield. It crossed history and came to this era!
It was actually a battle spear made of fresh blood. On it, a figure whose face could not be seen clearly and whose body was flickering with light was being pressed to the ground.
"Hiss!" Mu En's gaze became slightly cold.
The figure on the spear was in a very miserable state.
However, Mu En was certain that even if that figure was not a living person, it made him tense. The figure must have been very powerful when he was alive!
The scene in front of him slowly disappeared. Mu En found that he had returned to the basement.
The spear in his hand had become rusty again. There was no response. It was as if everything that he had just seen never happened in the first place.
However, Mu En knew that everything he saw happen was real. At least, it had to have happened before. Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the figure on the spear might be related to a god.
He might even be a god.
Hey, hey, hey, no way. Mu En felt a headache coming on. It was not easy for him to have the confidence to fight against the throne. He had thought that he would be able to do whatever he wanted among the blood breeds in the future.
'But in the end, you're telling me that there is actually a god in this world.'
'Can I still play around?'
Those four-winged and six-winged angels, the thousands of meters long giant dragons, and the mountain-sized giants, none of them were beings that he could currently deal with, not to mention gods.
He had a faint feeling that he had come into contact with some kind of truth about this world, but it was hard to say whether it was good or bad.
"Curses!" Mu En's joy of looting the warehouse was instantly dampened by a wide margin.
Fortunately, Mu En found a spatial container in the warehouse later -- a silver-white ring.
Except for a few items, most of the items could be stored inside. Among them was the rusty battle spear that was stained with blood.
There were also a few other strange things, but fortunately, other than the spear, the rest were easy to carry. Otherwise, Mu En would not know how to take it with him.
Finally, Mu En found a valuable piece of wood, hollowed out the middle, and stuffed the spear into it to make a cane.
Then, he put on the Carolla Mask. Disguised as an old man, he left the basement with a cane.
In the manor outside Arnia Castle.
No one noticed that in a dark corner, a short old man, holding a wooden cane, had suddenly appeared.
He slowly followed the crowd into Arnia Castle.
At this time, a lot of people had already entered the castle hall. The decorations in the hall were magnificent and exceptionally luxurious.
...
A burly figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
"Lord Artiz, why are you still here? The banquet is about to begin. Oh right, where are the other lords?"
Artiz turned his head stiffly. His eyes were filled with a murderous intent. The servant did not dare to ask further. He could only lower his head and say, "Lord Artiz, your seat is over here. Please follow me."
Because of all the red tape, Mu En, who was in the corner, almost fell asleep. He had to admit that vampires were really full of nonsense.
However, finally, under the protection of a group of servants, an exceptionally beautiful girl in a black gown slowly walked into the hall.
"Alright, the stage is ready. The main actor is already in place. The performance is about to begin." Mu En licked his lips. He hoped that the old man, Arnia, would be satisfied with the present he had given him.