Item: Funny Shield (Fine)
Grade: Silver
Introduction: One of the divine shields forged by a powerful being who broke through dimensional limitations; there is also a saying that it was once the fruit of a comical tree (the truth is out).
Feature 1: When attacked, immune to 30% of damage.
Feature 2: When damaged, there is a 5% chance to trigger [Mirror Reflection].
【A funny tree with funny fruit, you and me under the funny tree o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓】
[Funny Tree: I have a friend named the Confused Tree. Its Confused Fruit is incredibly delicious (￣▽￣), but the dog under the tree is a bit fierce.]
The lightning tribulation dissipated, and a shield gleaming with yellow light floated in mid-air, with an emoji ╮(￣▽￣)╭ popping up on its surface as a kind of self-introduction.
Xiao Han remained silent.
This shield is sentient...
However, the card that was forging equipment was killed by lightning after completing its mission.
"Rare treasures are hard to find. Even a genius from a duchy like Emil was buried in the dust and ended up with not a single rare treasure."
Retracting the comical shield, Xiao Han faced the snowflakes, gazing at the snow-covered plain covered in white frost. He stuffed a bundle of lucky clover into his mouth, his cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk stealing food.
Bright green and crisp, cool and refreshing, with an excellent taste; it would be perfect with a touch of salad dressing.
Lucky clover has a limited shelf life, and I don't have much stock on hand, but if I can get a basket... a truckload of lucky clover at the beginning of each month, the goddess shouldn't mind.
If she's in a good mood, frying a pot of golden crabs for the newbie demon king to nourish his body would be perfectly reasonable.
"Ding! You have consumed a top-grade lucky clover. Your luck value has increased by 3."
"Ding, your luck stat has reached its limit."
After maximizing his luck, Xiao Han looked around, randomly chose a direction, and immediately set off to search for rare treasures around Silverlight City.
Good fortune is rolling in, and blessings are boundless.
If one possessed the ability to discern fate, one would surely be able to see that above the novice Demon King's head, a magnificent golden pillar of light shot straight into the sky, its golden glow dazzling and stretching across the vast expanse of the heavens.
But the golden glow quickly burned, the fortunes changed drastically, the crimson light ignited, and within the rolling clouds, a six-petaled red lotus was nurtured!
What Xiao Han didn't know was that the wolf riders in Giant City were experiencing frequent unexpected incidents.
"Holy crap! It's snow lily flowers! And there's even frost fruit!"
A man, leading a giant wolf, kicked open the door of a villa. Inside, a chilling aura billowed out, and an ice coffin containing abundant cultivation resources left him stunned.
"Damn! This family's basement is full of soil crystals! They've hit the jackpot!"
The basement was pried open, revealing a mountain of dark yellow, crystalline soil that dazzled everyone's eyes.
"Captain, come quick! There are three chests of gold here!"
"What! Good heavens, it's here, it's here! This is the city lord's property, don't hide it!"
"Awoo!"
A giant wolf was dragging a large bag of venison in its mouth, rolling around happily on the snow, as cheerful as a mentally challenged person.
The Giant City has abundant resources, most of which were looted by the Allied forces after conquering various cities. The majority of these resources are stored in the equipment.
The Allied forces are currently in defeat, but this has benefited Xiao Han and his group.
basement.
Blood Raven held a piece of iron ore, its surface shimmering with a superior luster. He glanced at his group of spirited subordinates, his expression quite complex.
Regardless of how the city lord obtained the news of the allied attack, this double-crossing tactic alone is enough to show that the little fox's nature has not changed.
If we've agreed, then we must stay true to our original aspirations to achieve our goals.
but……
Blood Raven shifted his gaze from the iron ore, raised his head, and his cold eyes flashed with light.
Inside the pink-glowing prison, a rotten, cold, and eerie atmosphere emanated, and crystals bloomed on the ground, forming special minerals.
Blood Raven walked over alone and glanced at the corpse that had died in the prison.
The crystal blossomed like a flower, and a sharp icicle pierced the corpse, the flowing blood nourishing the crystal vein.
The dead bodies all have one obvious characteristic.
They are robust and sturdy, both men and women, with strong bodies and heights of over two meters.
"Commander, this place is a bit scary. Let's go back and inform the city lord."
Behind him, the wolf riders who had followed him shuddered, their hearts pounding with fear as they gazed at the bizarre scene in the prison.
While searching for mithril veins, they unexpectedly found one and, following the trail, discovered something extraordinary.
"Blood can be used to refine mineral veins and create higher quality ores. No wonder they are descendants of giants."
Blood Raven nodded slightly, and amidst the slightly frightened gazes of the crowd, snatched the shovel from Black Raven and went to dig.
"My lord, this..."
The wolf rider on one side glanced at Khrushchev, who had rushed over upon hearing the news. Khrushchev grabbed a crystal, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism.
"This crystal contains elements of Soul Gold."
"Information circulated in the wasteland that the Duchy attacked Giant City because of the excavation of the mithril mine."
"The mithril mine is actually a decoy thrown out by the Duchy to lull Constantinople into a false sense of security and seize the Soul Gold."
Khrushchev, quick-witted, took out his notebook and organized the cause and effect.
The giants, once the remnants of the giant god, possess astonishing combat power. Their status in Norse mythology is comparable to that of the Titans, who dominated the Eastern Continent.
They are tall, reaching the height of mountains, and wield the power of nature such as earth, fire, frost, and storms. Their average lifespan exceeds 300 years, more than three times that of humans.
Among them, the Frost Giants are the most famous, because at present, only this race has the largest population and is hiding in the far north, barely surviving.
Deceived by the gods, the giant was drawn into the Norse Wars and was killed by them, becoming the first god to fall in the war.
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