"Tell me, what's going on? You are so weak and your qi and blood are empty. I believe you are sucked by the true ancestor of the blood clan."

Allen, who had finished his meal, sat on the recliner, bathed in the sun, said lazily, squinted his eyes, his tone soft, and it seemed that there was no strength.

However, Renard would not fool Alan because of this. He yawned on the recliner next to Alan and explained why he was like this.

"Aren't you always curious about what I chose?"

"I can reveal something to you now."

When Allen heard this, his eyes opened slightly and looked to the side in surprise.

The communication between them has always been closer to the silent tacit understanding, and can grasp the right measure well.

Therefore, even though both sides are very curious about each other's choice, they still leave enough room.

Basically, if the other party was not willing to tell, they would never ask questions.

And now, since Renard said so, Allen already understood something.

"Your current situation is related to one of them?"

Although it was a questionable sentence, Allen's tone was extremely certain without any hesitation.

"That's right."

Renard nodded and said affirmatively.

"Isn't this a super competition that will soon affect all the top forces in the mainland and most other forces?"

"I thought that my strength may be a little bit short, so I decided to make another surprise attack and improve my confidence as much as possible."

"After all, if it's really a competition of that level, a silver-level necromancer is basically at its average level."

Allen opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak.

There is no way, Renard's judgment on himself and the situation is extremely accurate.

His analysis was right. If it was really a competition of that level, it would affect the entire continent and involve many events that were hiding extraordinary races and top forces that had hidden before.

A silver-level extraordinary person can only be said to be qualified to enter the market, and even the main force may not be considered a trump card.

After all, such a brilliant stage must show the true essence of an empire and the true foundation of a force.

And in such a field, no force that dares to participate in the battle is not as many as hundreds of silver-level ones.

With such a huge base, a silver initial level really seems a bit insignificant.

Moreover, do you really think that the empire only has more than one hundred silver ranks?

It's just a joke!

Even Alan's current status and current authority are qualified to investigate some relevant information and documents.

I know that some of the data Kelly told Allen was not false.

But the problem is, who has not accumulated the hamster attributes of hand cards like the Empire?

Alan can say that there are indeed so many cards for the Empire on the surface.

But secretly, it would be false if the hand doesn't double it.

It is even possible that this hand hidden in the dark is more elite than the ones on the open.

Therefore, under such huge pressure, it is not incomprehensible that Renard wants to improve his strength.

Alan sighed and comforted Renard.

"I understand your desire, but you don't have to be so anxious!"

"It's not a few days since the event started, and it can even be said to start soon."

"Even if you want to sharpen your guns in the face of battle, it's not very useful."

He was not stopping Renard from thinking this way, but he felt that with such a short preparation time, it was basically impossible to have any qualitative breakthrough.

In this way, it is better to focus on improving your strength so that you can better exert your strength.

"Don't worry, I know this naturally."

"If it were ordinary methods, such a short time would not be effective."

"ah……"

Renard smiled at Allen, but before he finished laughing, he yawned tiredly, interrupted for a while, and continued.

"But just happened to be my harvest in the imperial treasure house."

Hearing this, Allen couldn't help but straighten his body and cheer up a little.

He really wanted to know why Renard did this and what gave him courage.

“Look at this.”

Lena took out a silver-white ring from the space magic tool and handed it to Allen.

"This thing..."

Seeing this, Allen did not hesitate and directly reached out to take it with a curious expression.

However, Alan's face had not been maintained for long before he became a little unfavorable.

It's not a problem with the shape of this ring. After all, the rare style of this ring is far from the traditional beauty of the Necromancer, and it is more in line with the standards of normal people.

And it's an extremely outstanding level.

But the problem is that when Allen took over, his mental will subconsciously scanned it, and he perceived his natural dive, allowing him to notice something else.

"Renard, this thing should be an exclusive magic tool from the Necromancer, right?"

Alan, who held the ring high and his back was straight like a steel gun, narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a plain tone with the mottled sunlight cast from the interlaced leaves.

"Um."

After hearing the other party's answer, Allen basically understood why Reinard chose this magic tool.

After all, this is a rare magic tool that is extremely suitable for the other party. It can perfectly exert its strength and even achieve a considerable increase in magic tools.

Exclusive magic tool from the Necromancer lineage.

For most magic tools, there is actually no exclusive or general definition. After all, in a sense, they are all universal existences.

The archer can be used, the warrior can be used, the wanderer can be used, and even if the mage does not dislike the warrior category magic tool that does not have any special increase for them.

This is not a conflict, nor is it required.

However, for some professions, if you want to perfectly exert your strength or reflect your unique profession characteristics, you need to customize exclusive magic tools.

Just like the wanderer's "Void Blade" that matches the shadow, or the Paladin's "Holy Death Spear" that is extremely in line with the punishment of the holy light.

Or maybe the ring in front of Alan is extremely suitable for the necromancer.

This kind of exclusive is more exclusive to profession, but in fact, it is also exclusive to bloodline.

This kind of exclusive magic tool may be just ordinary when used by others, or even worse than most general magic tools, and may not even be used at all.

However, in the hands of qualified users, these magic tools can play their greatest role and burst out with power far exceeding their level.

Allen put down the raised ring, rubbed the ring with his index finger and thumb with his right hand, and closed his eyes again, as if he was sensing something carefully.

Although I already know why Renard chose this thing, Allen wants to know more details.

Because, if it were just an ordinary exclusive magic tool, it would definitely not be possible to attract Renard to such attention.

Although it can basically be called exclusive things, there are only a few simple things.

The mind is calm, like a mirror, reflecting all the things you perceive, and showing them on the heart lake, not bad at all.

Fine and complex patterns, superb and extraordinary craftsmanship, simple and elegant shapes...

Everything was reflected on Alan's heart lake.

Even, not only the surface reflection, but the deeper things are also peeling off layer by layer, presenting their most original essence.

Gradually, the ring above the heart lake began to blur, abstract, and lost its original form.

But its essence, what is contained in the appearance, is clearer and more specific.

Swish!

The next moment, Alan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes widened, but the empty bucket suddenly contracted, showing the uneasiness in his heart.

A slowly rotating black hole appeared on Allen's heart lake.

"Are you sure there is no problem with this thing?"

Allen turned his head, looked at Renard with a calm look, and his tone was extremely serious.

Although the time is short, Allen can only see so many things and cannot in-depth the essence of the parser and understand its characteristics.

But based on the current understanding, no matter how you look at this ring, the strange smell made Alan shocked.

"Don't worry, this thing is fine."

Seeing Allen look so serious, Renard gave a very rare serious reply.
To be continued...