Chapter 277: A Failed Robbery (2/2)

It was no wonder that areas of death and plague were favorite places for necromancers to reside.

“Huuu… huuu…”

Ayrin’s snores abruptly broke the silence. He had fallen asleep once more while everyone had been thinking to themselves.

The golden crystal like shadow ball floated up and down in the air in synchrony with Ayrin’s heavy snoring. The scene gave off an extremely mysterious and profound feeling to everyone watching.

“Well, I guess this dragon crystal belongs to Ayrin then. No one objects, right? If so, then let us see if there are any other good things here.”

Stingham had lost all interest in the dragon crystal the moment Ayrin compared it to a corpse. He picked up a nearby glass flask and picked up the dragon crystal. After placing it beside Ayrin, he immediately began to flip through the rest of the pile.

“What is this?”

As he flipped over a piece of cloth, an ancient text glowing a rosy red color appeared before him.

The cover of the text was covered with beautiful blossomed red flower. Every red flower, along with the black cover itself, seemed to be made of crystal and released arcane energy fluctuations.

“This is the Crimson Plum Flower’s Text!” Juan exclaimed as if he had lost his mind.

“Crimson Plum Flower’s Text? What is that?”

Stingham eyes began to glow once more.

“It is a magical text which was owned by elven druid Crimson Plum Flower. I am certain. Look at the cover, it is covered in elven text. There should be yellow crystals containing the power of nature within!”

As Juan spoke, he took and opened the ancient text. Indeed, countless tiny yellow crystals were embedded in various flower patterns on each page within.

“This text was in the possession of the former leader of my Shadowfiend Corps, and arcane master called Melissa, but it went missing with her following her self-sacrifice during a mission. I never would have expected to find it here.”

“It doesn’t matter, because it is now ours! We stole it!” Stingham quickly wrest over the ancient text and hugged it between his body and arms as if he was afraid that Juan would take it away from him.

“This is an amplification artifact which can only be used by those with an elven bloodline. And it only increases the power of certain druidic skills,” Juan helplessly explained.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards the loudly snoring Rinloran.

“One half asleep and one fully asleep! How come they get these things?!”

Stingham felt speechless as he threw the ancient text towards the sleeping Rinloran.

A thud rang out as the text crashed into Rinloran’s chest like a brick. Alas, Rinloran was just too exhausted and sound asleep as he continued to sleep peacefully.

“Look!” Charlotte abruptly exclaimed.

Everyone turned and watched as the text, which had seemed so normal in the hands of Juan and Stingham, began releasing bursts of brilliant light upon contact with Rinloran. The red flowers atop the cover began to bloom even wider as dancing particles of moonlight descended from the text like miniature elves and landed on Rinloran’s chest.

“What is this difference in treatment?! Do I not have the blood of a Green Dragon, the closest friend of the forest?! What is the difference so great?!”

Upon seeing the transformation of the Crimson Plum Flower Text, Stingham began madly pulling at his hair as he shouted in desperation, “No, there must be something here which is useful to me!”

“What’s this?”

Outside of clothes, there weren’t many things left in the pile of trash. As Stingham dug around, he finally found a gray, triangle shaped shield. Engraved into the surface of the shield were three intertwined worm-shaped bugs.

“A treasure!”

Stingham immediately became excited.

The shield seemed to be made of stone, but it was much heavier. Furthermore, it seemed to be powerfully pulling at his arcane particles. It was clearly special!”

Bang!

Stingham exerted himself as he flipped the shield over, revealing the other side. Several totem-esque structures were engraved alongside what seemed to be a scene of several bearded males hunting various powerful looking monsters and beasts.

“Barbarian’s Strength: Sandworm’s Shield!”

A strange expression emerged in everyone’s eyes as they looked at Stingham.

“So what is it?” Stingham asked as he noticed the change in everyone’s eyes.

“Haha!”

At this moment, everyone, including the normally reserved Charlotte, broke out into raucous laughter. “Stingham, what you have there is a powerful purely defensive artifact of the ancient Barbarian Kingdom. It also has an amplification effect. Upon activating it, it forms three giant sandworms which will protect you. But they can only protect and cannot attack.”

“I……” Stingham felt the urge to spit blood.

He already had Lover’s Corpse, which was an infinite arcane armor. What use was such a powerful defensive artifact?

Charlotte seemed to be on the verge of crying tears of joy as she uncontrollably giggled and said, “Then Stingham, do you still want it?”

“I want it! You guys can laugh all you want! I’m not giving it to you guys!” Stingham shouted in a dejected manner as he shut his eyes.