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Chapter 117 Origin Flame
Chapter 117 Origin Flame
Kyle nodded, took a deep breath, stood up, and walked toward the things he had taken from Lance.
She crouched down and began to examine his belongings.
Xia Lin didn't go over. He stood still, silently watching the scene, while subtly communicating with Woody, the crow on his shoulder.
"What did you just say?" he asked mentally, his voice low. "You put that Silver Flame Holy Symbol—"
"Hidden?"
Woody's bright black eyes darted around, a hint of smugness in them: "Keep your voice down! To those old fogies in the church, that thing is just a symbol, something to be displayed and worshipped. Its aesthetic value outweighs its practical value."
Only by staying with us can it truly realize its value. Am I wrong?
Xia Lin was silent for a moment.
He remembered the silvery-white flames.
That mysterious flame that can burn the undead dragon and drive away the crowd.
He had witnessed the power of that thing firsthand.
"Won't it be discovered?"
"Don't worry," Woody said confidently, "I've already removed it from Lance. And—"
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It paused.
Xia Lin suddenly felt a slight coolness on his right ring finger.
He looked down and noticed there was an extra ring there.
The silver ring, with a very faint, almost imperceptible flame pattern engraved on its surface, is so simple that it goes unnoticed.
But upon closer inspection, he could vaguely sense a lingering ancient rhythm within it.
"This is----"
"Object transformation." Woody's voice carried a hint of smugness. "Temporarily transforming the Holy Symbol into the shape of a ring. Those two are busy searching for the Holy Symbol right now; they'd never guess it's in your hands. Don't worry, with my skills, ordinary people won't be able to detect it."
Xia Lin ignored its boasting. He focused his mind and quietly activated his recognition technique.
In my field of vision, a few lines of blurry text appeared on the ring:
【Silver Flame Holy Symbol (Gold) (Uncharged, Epic)】
Effect: The Holy Symbol can be charged by slaying monsters or sacrificing items imbued with their aura. Once fully charged, it unleashes an eternal "Primal Flame," dealing massive radiant damage to enemies and inflicting a purification effect.
Description: One of the sacred relics passed down through centuries of church history, it played a crucial role in numerous battles against demons and the undead. Now its energy depleted, it awaits a new wielder to reignite it.
Commentary: "When the light goes out, it is the beginning of its resurgence."
Xia Lin's pupils contracted slightly.
Golden Epic!
He recalled the wretched state of the mad dragon Stark when he was burned by the flames.
This thing is definitely a killer weapon.
Unfortunately—it's unusable now. It requires the user to charge it, slay monsters, or sacrifice monster materials.
"We'll talk about charging later," Woody's voice rang out at the right moment. "Keep it safe for now, and don't let them find out. This thing is yours now."
Xia Lin suppressed her excitement and calmly lowered her right hand, which was adorned with a ring, to her side, using her sleeve to shield the faint glow from the light.
"here you go."
He thought to himself, "I'll give you an extra serving of insanely spicy fries when we get back."
"You said it!" Woody's eyes lit up instantly. "The kind Jasmine fries herself! Double the chili powder!"
"make a deal!"
Xia Lin turned his attention back to the field.
Kyle and Garu had finished examining Lance's body. They searched through the tattered armor and the surrounding bushes, but they still couldn't find the most important item, the Silver Flame Emblem.
Kyle looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in his golden, vertical pupils: "No, we've checked several times, there's nothing nearby."
Garu scratched his head, his brows furrowing. "That's strange. He clearly used that flame before, I saw it with my own eyes—"
"Perhaps—" Xia Lin considerately offered his conjecture, "It might have been overused in battle, and after its energy was exhausted—it disintegrated. You know, those ancient relics, once they run out of their last bit of energy, can self-destruct."
"You know the power of that silver flame. Even the mad dragon that destroyed the town couldn't withstand it—it's normal for a sacred object to be unable to withstand this level of consumption."
Garu was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "That's possible."
Absolutely right!
Xia Lin was excited to see that her persuasion had worked.
Finally, Kyle sighed and turned to Xia Lin: "Xia Lin, there's something else I'd like to ask you for help with."
Xia Lin paused for a moment, then nodded: "Go ahead."
She pointed to the blood-stained, multi-damaged straight sword beside Lance: "This sword was Lance's personal sword. Although it's not a sacred object, it's a standard-issue weapon made by the church, bearing his church insignia. We want to take it back as evidence of this incident."
She paused, her tone pleading, "You know, we came here to find him and Melissa—now that they're gone, we need an explanation. This sword is the best proof."
The orc Garu added, "As compensation, we'll pay you extra. The guide fee we promised will still be paid, plus—" He paused, "twenty gold coins, what do you think?"
Xia Lin's gaze fell on the straight sword.
He quietly used his identification skills:
[Church Standard Straight Sword (Blue/Damaged)]
Effect: Deals additional damage to evil creatures and undead.
Condition: The blade is chipped and chipped in multiple places, and there are fine cracks on the body. Its durability is extremely low, and it has no practical value.
Description: One of the standard equipment of the church guard, with basic blessing runes. Now it is badly damaged, with only the identification mark still recognizable.
It was indeed a good product, but it's now useless.
Even if it were perfectly intact, Xia Lin wouldn't keep such equipment that clearly bore the church's insignia. Wouldn't that be courting death? He didn't want to be walking down the street one day and be mistaken for a "suspect who stole church property" by a passing paladin and hacked to pieces with his sword.
"Okay." He nodded readily. "You can take it. It's not of any use to me."
Although the sword is broken, it could be melted down and sold for some gold coins, but since the other party has already given compensation, Xia Lin is happy to give it up.
"Honestly," Xia Lin chuckled, "this thing is too hot to handle. If I take it, the church might come knocking on my door someday, it's not worth it. You're all church members, so it's perfect for you to use it to get by. I won't get involved."
Garu paused for a moment, then grinned. "Hey, thanks. This proof is very important to us."
Kyle nodded slightly, a hint of gratitude flashing in his golden vertical pupils.
Xia Lin appeared calm and collected on the surface, but was secretly laughing to himself.
They had no idea that the real treasure was already in their hands.
After dealing with the issue of the belongings, the three began to clean up the battlefield.
The carcass of the wolf pterosaur still lay there, enormous and ferocious.
Xia Lin's gaze fell on the headless corpse, and he quickly began to make calculations in his mind.