Popov's small eyes stared at the undead crystal in Richard's hand.
"This is the power!"
Its tone was complicated.
Richard handed it to the patriarch.
Popov held the thumb-sized undead crystal like an ordinary person would hold a millet. It was too tiny.
"How many heroic spirit stone statues are there in total? How many of these crystals would be needed to revive them?"
"Thirty-two…"
Popov turned around and scanned the hall.
Its head was embedded in the body with bulging muscles and had no neck. It could only see its surroundings every time it turned its body.
"Each requires at least 1,000 of these crystals. The more of them there are, the stronger they would be when revived."
It spoke and gazed at the entrance. It saw a blurry and somewhat dilapidated giant stone statue. Popov's tone was complicated.
"His Excellency Muken… It requires ten times the amount of crystals."
