Chapter 402: Hamburger Family Bucket

"Sir, please calm down first.

There were still our people underground who did not withdraw. ”

That being said, Yolanda also knew that those who have not escaped so far should be in danger.

But nothing is absolutely true.

If the magic crystal cannon is to relieve hatred, the iron-clad ants below may all die.

But all the guards who have not escaped will be buried with the hateful ants.

And the dead iron-pinch ant is insignificant to the entire ant nest.

“I agree with Yolanda.

It makes no sense to do so. ”

Yolanda looked at Kun, who was suddenly standing on his side, and said nothing more.

Kun took out a silver flat box from the space ring and threw it on the ground, smiling:

"I know that the Grand Duke traveled all the way but gained nothing, and lost his manpower, and he felt depressed.

Let me do some magic for you.

Make sure your mood will become brighter as the weather is now. ”

Yolanda twitched her eyelids, “Isn’t this the magical artifact you lost in the ant nest?

Why is there another one? ”

"I'm a complete set of magical artifacts, it doesn't matter if I throw one or two."

Yolanda:...

Then you were sorrowing as if you had lost some treasure.

"Artifact?"

Dimit immediately showed an interesting look.

"You must not be deceived by him. What kind of magic weapon? I have never seen such an ordinary magic weapon.

This guy just wants to cheat me, it’s your money, you must not be fooled. ”

Kun said disdainfully:

"Ears are false, and eyes are true. What if this is really a magical tool?

We can leave it to the Grand Duke for judgment.

If the Grand Duke said this was not, I agree, but what if the Grand Duke also said this was a magical tool? ”

"Then what do you want?"

"This is the case, I won't make things difficult for you. If you lose, you will be my guard for one day.

If I lose, you can also make a request to me.

How about it? ”

Yolanda nodded, "Fair."

"I just like your pleasure. I'll be happy, don't blink."

Kun kicked the suitcase underground, and with a "click", the suitcase opened automatically, and a green vine slowly stretched out from the box.

Everyone on the air craft had their eyes wide open.

The word "Divine Artifact" is enough to represent everything.

It is a tool of gods, but it has the name of gods.

On Yongxu Continent, no sword or sharp blade can be called a magical weapon.

The first group of blacksmiths on the dwarf highlands disagreed.

It is said that the emperor of the empire had a magical artifact that has been passed down since ancient times, symbolizing the imperial power of the central empire.

When the empire encounters a serious crisis that cannot be resolved, this artifact will appear to calm the disaster, resolve the rebellion, and consolidate the imperial power.

But legends are just legends, and no one has seen them with his own eyes.

On the contrary, the twelve demigod mages each have a semi-divine artifact created by the power of the empire and the whole country.

On the day the demigod wizard's tarot was completed, it was given as a gift to the demigod wizard.

It is also a symbol of the rule of the twelve demigods.

Semi-artifacts are rare in the world, and there are even more magical artifacts, all in the hands of fixed forces.

For example, in the hands of the popes of the six major churches, there is a magical weapon given by the gods to suppress all heresy.

The elves mother tree of the elves is considered an extremely special artifact.

The Tide Trident of the Naga Clan, the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts of the Orcs...

There are no magical tools, but the idea of ​​using these magical tools is no different from seeking death.

It is already amazing that a mere elf wizard can have a semi-artifact in his hand.

Also a magical artifact?

What a joke.

Dimitt naturally knew this very well. He just wanted to see what trick Kun was playing and what kind of surprises he could bring to him.

I saw the emerald green vines extending from the silver suitcase, and the tips of the hook seemed to be tied to something.

First there was a little golden color, then a golden cage. The most surprising thing was the divine bird, the immortal bird, which was burning with an inextinguishable fire in the cage!

"Spit~"

In the luxurious cage cast of fine gold, the immortal bird flapped its wings uneasily.

But it was just a chick, and it could not escape from this terrible cage.

Fortunately, the cage is strong enough, so I can't do anything about it.

Otherwise, this immortal bird would have followed the footsteps of the orc killers and was torn to pieces by the angry iron clamp ant colony.

The immortal bird will only turn into eggs after death and hatch again, and live for a lifetime.

But if it is killed in the form of the egg, it is really dead.

This immortality is just a conditional immortality.

The true god will also fall, let alone a monster.

How could it be really immortal?

"well!"

The grand duke Dimit showed joy on his face and hurriedly walked closer and began to appreciate it.

All the depression and irritability I had before was wiped out. As long as I caught this immortal bird, this trip would not be in vain.

According to the law of conservation of depression, all the depression at this time ran to Yolanda.

Yolanda knew she had lost.

It is not important to be a god or a magical weapon.

What’s important is that the grand duke thinks that the broken box is a magical weapon, and it is a magical weapon.

And the box that can help him solve his worries and turn into immortal birds is a magical tool!

This guy must have done something when he escaped at the last moment.

He was convinced that he could do something that he couldn't do.

The only thing that made Yolanda depressed was that he didn't know how he had offended him.

Why did this stingy elf target him instead of anyone else?

Kun wasn't targeting Yolanda.

It was just that Yolanda reminded Kun of his own sheriff, who was just as meticulous, serious and cautious.

Kun couldn't help but tease him.

If it wasn't him but Dawn who came, maybe the two of them could become friends who could talk about anything.

As for Fren.

All he could say was 'those who are not of my race must have different hearts'.

Kun didn't have such narrow racial prejudices, after all, in the starry sky, there was always abundance.

Let alone different races on the same continent, he didn't care about people from the outside world.

But Dawn and Yolanda were powerful people who might have been dealing with monsters and alien races all their lives.

If they can really let go of their guard and become friends, that would be a real problem.

Besides, the relationship between the strong is not just about being friends, there is also mutual respect between rivals, or mutual fear between the same kind.

"I'll buy this phoenix at the price of a divine weapon, forget it, I can't afford a divine weapon.

Or at the price of the phoenix, um, and this fine gold birdcage, buy it together."

Dimiter gave the most generous reward almost without hesitation.

Although this island is his, and everything on the island is his.

But this phoenix is ​​obviously a bait set by the orcs to kill him.

And Kun can be said to have done his best along the way, helping him avoid traps and helping him find the other party's eyes hidden in the team.

Finally, he didn't forget to help him snatch the phoenix from the nest of the iron claw ant.

He must recognize this contribution, this merit, and this favor.

And the other party is just his magic consultant, not his subordinate, and the two sides are just partners.

He could certainly take advantage of his status as the Grand Duke of the Empire to seduce this phoenix.

But compared to this phoenix that will soon become another ornamental item in his brother's zoo.

He values ​​this talent who can figure out the law of life factors and help him catch the phoenix more.

In fact, there is no shortage of geniuses, prodigies, and devils in the empire.

The vast Central Empire has vast land and numerous cities. Geniuses are like dragon scales, countless.

Perhaps in other places, dragon scales are rare.

But in the Central Empire, in the imperial capital, they are just ordinary scale materials.

As the Grand Duke of the Empire, Dimiter has seen countless talented people.

Like his guardian knight, the holy knight Yolanda, he is his senior brother, the president of the Mage Association of Songgu City, Yarko.

Even countless Yarko, after all, every city has a president of the Mage Association.

These presidents may not be as talented as Yarko, but each of them is famous and has an extraordinary resume. They are great figures that ordinary people cannot reach.

There are as many as twelve demigods who can be described as great.

Even he himself is a genius of life magic in the eyes of others?

Of course, even geniuses have different levels.

Dragon scales can also be divided into frontal scales, neck scales, dorsal scales, and tail scales.

The elf in front of him is undoubtedly the frontal scale among the dragon scales, the most outstanding among the geniuses.

Such talents are a bit eccentric, even eccentric, and Dimiter feels that he can tolerate it.

Because he is such a person.

Such people should be treated preferentially.

At the same time, he also knows that it is not an easy thing to completely conquer such people and use them for his own benefit.

After all, geniuses have their own pride.

Royal status, dukedom, wealth that rivals a country, such things, in the eyes of some people, are really a pile of rubble and dirt, not worth mentioning.

It is not as important as being happy and content.

So for these people, it is more important to express your respect for them than to simply bribe them.

Respect from the heart, without any pretense.

If you regard the other party as a pig, a puppet, or a fool, it would be fine if the other party is really like that.

If not, wouldn't it just make enemies for yourself and make them alienated?

Of course, being nice to the other party blindly will also increase their appetite.

Where is the balance point? This requires the superior to measure it himself.

And he has always done well.

Just like this guy in front of him, does he really value money as his life?

Not necessarily.

But if the other party shows it like this, then he should just treat the other party as a money lover.

This is also respect for talents!

The Phoenix is ​​priced at 3.7 million gold, and the gold birdcage is priced at 1 million gold.

The wealthy VVIP waved his hand and insisted on making it a whole number for him.

A full 5 million gold.

What is the concept?

You know, the more powerful a country is, the higher the gold content of its coins is.

Of course, pure gold coins are not durable, so they are all made of alloys.

The gold content of the Empire's gold coins is about 75%, and the weight of a gold coin is...

Forget it, these are not important.

In short, with so many gold coins, it is enough to tear down his Black Stone Castle and build a new Golden Castle.

Well, this sounds like a hamburger bucket.