Chapter 994 Mr. Trocca Recovers and the Money Is Divided Among the Big Scales!

Seeing Mr. Trocca jumping and trying to catch the feathers, at least half of the archmages who were watching laughed. The other half who were not smiling were busy doing various inspections around the feather:

"There are no remaining soul fragments. There are no remaining emotional echoes."

When it comes to the demon pet of the younger generation, Archmage Heines did his part, making gestures one after another, and waves of magic enveloped the feather one after another. At the same time, his eyes emitted a ray of light, scanning carefully from top to bottom:

"No problem. Don't worry about absorbing it. You won't be swallowed by the contents inside."

Archmage Baierbo stood on the other side, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and his attention was focused on the feather. Look at the feathers, look at Mr. Trocca, look at the feathers, look at the black cat:

"The nature of the power is a bit conflicting, so be careful when absorbing it. However, the power here is strong enough. If it is absorbed safely, it should be enough to make up for his losses."

"Meow……"

Mr. Troca turned back, pressed his paws on the ground, and nodded to Archmage Baierbo, his chin touching the ground. He turned his head and continued to concentrate on flapping the feather.

"Not only can I make up for it, but I may also be able to take this opportunity to take a step forward." Archmage Vickers of the Alchemy Department stared closely at the feather, with envy beyond words.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't save face and snatch the things given to his demon pet by his descendants, he would almost reach out and grab the feather in his hand. Rub it, rub it, observe it with a magnifying glass and microscope, weigh it on the scale, soak it in various potions...

Even if he can't get started, it won't affect the archmage's judgment on unfamiliar materials. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the feathers that had been grabbed by the black cat's claws and bitten hard. Golden shadows were reflected in his pupils:

"This feather has a very high level of power essence. If its essence can be digested, this little guy has the potential to rise to level 15 or above in the future. But take it slow... You must take your time, don't rush... "

"Can it be absorbed now?" Gretel stroked the cat's head and asked on behalf of Linn. Several archmages looked at each other, and finally, Archmage Mansfield of the Conjuration Department came forward to answer:

"Okay. Just here, absorb a little bit first. It will be safer with us watching."

As he spoke, Mr. Trocca had already torn off a small piece of barbule, chewing it hard in three mouthfuls. Immediately afterwards, he pounced into Linn's arms. The whole cat curled up into a ball and huddled motionless in his arms.

Grete secretly activated [Detection Magic] and stared at the black cat carefully. I saw a ball of blazing golden light going down the black cat's throat, passing through the esophagus, chest, and falling into the abdomen. Pause, spin, shine bright——

Gradually, gradually, the nodes and lines that I saw last time on Mr. Trocca gradually brightened up one by one.

The golden light was restricted by the lines and could not emit a certain range. It could only reveal a hazy glow outside the array of lines.

The surrounding lines and nodes seemed to be poured into the embankment by a river of golden light. From the 5-watt incandescent lamp, it lit up to 10 watts, then to 15 watts...

"Did you see it too?" Archmage Baierbo suddenly asked. Seeing Gret nod, he pointed at those nodes and said:

"When all the injured nodes are repaired, we can extend outward to repair the missing nodes. Once all are repaired, the black cat will be able to return to its original state, and should be able to take another step forward."

Grete breathed a sigh of relief, and a genuine smile finally filled her face. Thank God, this time I came to the New World and my original goal was finally accomplished. Lynn was rescued, and Mr. Trocca will be fine soon——

He reached out and stroked the black cat's soft fur, then put the feather back into the box and handed it to Linn. Watching him put the box into the space bag, I couldn't help but warn him carefully:

"Let it be eaten slowly, don't be too quick. After all, the strength of this thing is different. If you eat too much, it will explode easily——"

"I know." Linn also had a smile on his face and scratched Mr. Trocca's chin:

"I'll tease him with this feather later. If I can hit it, I'll let him bite off a piece of it. If he doesn't hit, I won't feed him. Looking at him like this, he hasn't digested what he ate last time, so he probably doesn't have the strength to hit it. …”

...Okay, this feather really becomes a cat-teasing stick?

Grete was unable to complain for a moment. Archmage Baierbo looked at them speechlessly, turned to the Golden Eagle Warrior who came to give gifts, and nodded deeply:

"Thank you for the gift. Now that Mr. Troca can recover, his matter ends here. Next, after settling the payment, we will leave."

The face of the Golden Eagle warrior who came to deliver the gift froze. Including the follower of Tratoani, his face was covered with a layer of black energy. Gretel can read it on their faces without releasing [Reading Thoughts]:

"Help!"

"Not enough gold!"

"Where can I find so much gold?"

However, it is obvious that such words cannot be said. On the one hand, you have already promised the other party something and cannot go back on it; on the other hand, the power of the magicians is clearly there.

After fighting side by side with the magicians, the Eagle God and the Snake God issued the following oracles:

Meet them!

Try to satisfy them!

Let the warriors, nobles, and priests hand over all the gold! According to the previous agreement, for every visiting magician and warrior who can defeat several golden eagle warriors, several life-size golden statues will be cast for them!

"Well, we are collecting gold and summoning the best craftsmen in the country..." Tratoani's follower lowered his head and replied respectfully:

"After all, it takes time to cast a gold statue... When the craftsmen are gathered together and ready to make the statue mold, we will invite you again..."

Let them stall for time by casting a gold statue?

Or should we just start talking?

The Archmage discussed for a moment in the spiritual connection and decided that it would be better to speed up - large war equipment such as airships cannot always stop thousands of miles away.

Hurry up and finish the conversation. The large group of people should return as soon as possible, leaving the mage who is in charge of local affairs behind to grind with them slowly...

After the decision was made, Archmage Baierbo didn't say a word and directly glanced at Gretel. Gretel responded lightly:

"Ah, there is no need for a craftsman. A life-size gold statue is, after all, just a gold statue of the same volume."

He sketched light and shadow casually:

"Dig a pool, fill it with water, I walk in, let the water cover my head, and the excess water flows out of the pool - and then put gold into it, until the water in the pool is equal to the edge of the pool, isn't that enough?"

As for whether the gold invested contains too much silver, or whether the gold objects are hollow, we will supervise this when we can throw it away. Right now, it's more important to speed up...

The opinions of the Plague Lord must be respected. Early the next morning, in the square in the center of the two pyramids, the rocks softened, deformed, and collapsed downwards. In full view of everyone, a square stone pool stood in front of everyone.

The clear water summoned by the water-generating technique falls down and fills the pool. Grete walked slowly down the steps in the pool, stood directly at the bottom of the pool, and then walked up from the other side. He waved the moisture off his clothes and pointed to the pool:

"Here, throw the gold."

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