Chapter 197 – Moretta (1/2)

Evidently, the X-Ray Eye was no ordinary stuff. Even Fatty’s Appraisal couldn’t assess it. “Could this be another remnant of a Divine item?” he wondered.

He felt it necessary to return to the city and have the Eye appraised. Also, digging blindly like this was unwise.

Fatty returned to the Imperial Capital. The master appraiser Fatty found wasn’t particularly impressed with the item; but, it was unclear whether that was because the city’s masters were well-versed in their trade or the level of the X-Ray Eye was lower than the Spatial Spoon. With a bland “not bad,” the appraiser pronounced a fee of 30,000 gold coins.

30,000 was less than the Spoon’s appraisal fee of 50,000, so Fatty deduced that the Eye was just so-so.

Taking the money, the appraiser waved a hand above the eye. A black and white light streamed from the object and formed an illusion of a floating pair of eyes above the item. The pair of eyes coldly scanned their surroundings.

“A great item. Take it.” The appraiser tossed the X-Ray Eye to Fatty and closed his eyes to rest.

Receiving the info as soon as he got the Eye, Fatty didn’t bother the lukewarm appraiser any longer.

X-Ray Eye: A remnant of a Celestial item. Can see through anything within a ten-meter radius. Can be used three times a day for ten seconds at a time.

Level Requirement: 10

Another remnant again. While this Eye was inferior to the Spatial Spoon (which allowed the user to hide inside a separate dimension) as a Divine remnant, its function was just right for Fatty. What else could make an innate rogue happier than being able to see through places to find all the good stuff?

Fortunately, when Fatty had closed in on the Graverobber earlier, it hadn’t been using the X-Ray Eye; otherwise, no one would have been able to sneak up on it.

Fatty equipped the Eye without delay and raced his Skeletal Dragon back to the graveyard. Using Stealth to lose the herd of monsters following him, Fatty approached a random burial. He opened his skill bar and located the “X-Ray” skill.

“X-Ray.” Fatty pointed slightly. With a whoosh, two rays of light, invisible to others, shot from his eyes into the grave. Inside the grave was pitch blackness and apparently no sign of a Holy Spirit Stone. Fatty hurriedly turned his eyes to another grave nearby.

This grave was just as ghastly, but revealed a faint white light within. While the glow was feeble, it was a tenacious existence that stubbornly dispelled the darkness around it.

Holy Spirit Stone! Only the light of a Holy Spirit Stone could possess such charm. However, Fatty was in no hurry to excavate the grave, instead directing his gaze to another one.

After repeating the process for another six graves, the effect of the X-Ray Eye wore off, but Fatty had discovered two graves that held Holy Spirit Stones.

“Wheat, let’s get to work.” Fatty excitedly swung the Soil-Rotting Sharp Pickaxe, and thus his grand grave-digging career began.

Having slayed a monster, Fatty cradled and caressed two new Holy Spirit Stones. “OK, two more stones. Again.” He placed them in his inventory and went back to searching. But, this time, his luck wasn’t as good. The ten seconds of X-Ray didn’t find him a single grave with the sacred white light.

“Again.” Already satisfied with two precious stones, the elementalist wasn’t disheartened. He used the X-Ray skill again on a pretty elaborate burial. The grave was two or three times bigger than its neighbors. Apparently, the fellow resting inside was of quite a high rank.

When the two X-Ray rays fell on the grave, Fatty was surprise that they couldn’t pierce the soil layer to let him see the inside.

He ruminated for a bit. He’d used up his three chances to use the X-Ray skill for the day, and two stones were already quite a harvest. Fatty decided against searching haphazardly and simply started scraping away at the large grave.

A man of action, Fatty commanded Wheat to keep watch while he dug away with the Sharp Pickaxe. After a while, he hollowed out a hole.

He wondered who the big brass was who made him waste more than ten minutes digging a twenty-odd-meter long tunnel to access the interior.

“If you don’t have anything good, hmph, this Lord Fatty will flay your corpse!” Fatty harrumphed. He lit a torch and jumped inside the crypt.

The burial chamber was spacious with a length more than ten meters. The floor was tiled with exceptionally flat and shiny limestone. In the very center, a coffin was surrounded by a few useless burial objects, so Fatty was too lazy to bother with them.

He went up to the coffin and knocked on it. Surprisingly, unlike all the wooden caskets before, the container was made of stone. The surface was even engraved with magical runes that were still apparently effective, given the sparkling light running through them.

“Overthrow the rich and powerful1!” Fatty sung the slogan, then took out his pickaxe and pried at the casket lid.

The coffin was, indeed, different from those in the past as its magical runes shielded it from damage; however, their effect had diminished after such a long time. Fatty attacked only briefly before the runes flickered and completely crumbled.

Boom! The instant the runes collapsed, a rumble echoed from the box. The next second, the entire coffin violently quaked, as if something was going to crawl out.

“Something’s definitely off about this.” The elementalist quickly retreated and constructed several traps around the coffin.

Creak… creak! A noise sounded from the coffin; and, all of a sudden, the lid rotated. A pair of pitch black arms grabbed the lid and hurled it away.