Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 357: Kolin's Hammer! Tutututututu
Ronan casually fed Dodor III a few gold coins, and Dodor III chewed them with relish, just like eating biscuits.

It can be seen that this is probably the most delicious metal it has ever tasted in Ronan's hands.

Ronan let Dodor III taste it and stopped feeding him more. He collected all the gold coins on the platform, counted them and found there were about 1.3 million of them, and threw them all into the foggy space, then put the titanium in and slowly devoured it.

Jason was quite interested in the mechanical goat pet that Ronan took out from his personal space. He wanted to come up and tease it with a few gold coins, but Dodor III raised his goat's hoof and quickly jumped down from the platform along the stone steps.

"continue."

Jason also called Ronan to continue exploring downwards.

The narrow black stone steps spiraled downwards, with a platform at intervals. From where they were currently standing, they couldn't see the bottom when looking down.

The two of them followed the stone steps and soon arrived at the second platform. This platform was slightly larger than the previous one, and it was filled with sparkling, fist-sized magic crystals!

"Is there probably hundreds of them?!"

Even Ronan was slightly moved when he saw so many magic crystals.

He looked around but didn't see Dodor III. He probably wasn't interested in the things on this platform and ran further down.

Dodor III had a hidden "treasure hunting" talent, but Ronan was unwilling to care about it.

“I’m really going to make a fortune this time!”

With true wealth within reach, Jason was much calmer than on the previous platform.

He laughed, strode forward, grabbed a handful of magic crystals, and smashed them to the ground one by one.

One rolled to Ronan's feet. Ronan picked up the magic crystal and examined it. He found that the magic crystal here was slightly higher in quality than the magic crystal he got from Misha, but not as good as those given to him by Narros.

If they are divided into three grades, low, medium and high, just like magic stones, then the ones here should all be medium-grade magic crystals.

Ronan casually threw the magic crystal back to the ground, making a slight "bang" sound.

Jason turned around and looked at him when he heard the voice. Ronan said calmly, "All these magic crystals are yours. I don't want any."

He had already asked for all the ancient gold coins on the previous platform, which were enough to upgrade the titanium by one level. This gain alone made the treasure hunt worthwhile.

Moreover, although Ronan also lacks magic crystals, he has the Pool of Elements and can slowly produce magic crystals on his own.

"Do not talk nonsense."

Jason shook his head. "Half for each of us. Without you, Damien, I wouldn't be able to enter this treasure."

"not necessarily."

Ronan's eyes flickered, and his mind couldn't help but think of the fifth-level wizard who escaped from him.

"Then I'll only take half. If you don't want the other half, just leave it here."

Jason sneered, collected a small half of the magic crystals on the platform, and then without even looking at the rest, he walked directly towards the stone steps leading to the next platform.

Ronan frowned slightly, and seeing that Jason had really gone down the stone steps, he could only put the magic crystal away.

"I don't want it. Do you still want to turn against me?"

Ronan chased after him and spoke to Jason, who had a cold face.

"of course."

Jason replied coldly: "Since you don't consider me as a friend, why should I consider you as a friend?"

Ronan glanced at him, shook his head and said, "From the time we met until now, you have never been my opponent.
Why can you speak so forcefully? "

Jason was stunned, "You!"

As they talked, they arrived at the third platform.

The platform was filled with bottles and jars of all sizes, and the air on the platform was filled with a faint scent of herbs.

"Crash-"

A gray goat with a big-bellied pottery jar on its head ran out from a pile of jars, rushing around with no sense of direction at all.

It looks like his head is stuck in the jar and can't be pulled out.

It was poor Tudor III.

"Damien, your pet goat doesn't look very smart..."

Jason couldn't help laughing when he saw Dodor III's embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Dodor III dived.
With a "bang", the head hit the crotch of his robe.

The smile on Jason's face froze for a moment, and Ronan turned his head away slightly with some reluctance.

Dodor III was freed from the broken pottery jar. He lowered his head and dodged Jason's big hand with incredible agility, then ran towards the stairs below with a "whoosh".

"Stupid sheep, still running?!"

Jason gritted his teeth and chased after them. The man and the sheep disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Ronan alone on the platform.

This platform should be filled with things like potion materials, but because the goblins don't know how to store them, most of the potion materials have deteriorated or their efficacy has evaporated over time.

Only a very few jars still had a small amount of valuable material left.

Ronan casually checked a few jars, not wanting to check them all one by one, so he simply cleared the platform and moved on to the next one.

On the way to the next platform, Ronan could initially hear Jason cursing and chasing after him, but soon, he could hear no sound at all.

His heart tightened and he quickly went down the stone steps. Soon, he arrived at a large platform.

This should be the bottom layer of the goblin treasure and also the last treasure platform.

Runes of various colors fluctuated, the light of spell energy intertwined, gems, crystals, gold, mithril... a dazzling array of things came into Ronan's sight in an instant, causing Ronan to pause slightly and stare blankly.

Jason stood in the center of the platform, looking at everything around him with a dazed look in his eyes. He had long forgotten about Dodor III's "chicken attack revenge".

He slowly turned around, looked at Ronan, and said in a faint voice: "Damien, this time... it's really happening." The next second, Jason jumped in one direction, where the runes and energy fluctuations on the platform were the strongest.

"Magic tools! All of them!"

"Level 4, Level 5. Damn! They are all Dawn-level magic tools!"

"Hahaha"

It would be a lie for Ronan to say that he was not excited at this moment. He had seen and obtained quite a few treasures along the way.

Things like the Void Mirror are spatial treasures of immeasurable value.

But it is really hard to describe the impact and shock of having so many treasures and such a huge fortune placed in front of you at once.

Ronan did not compete with Jason for the position in the "magic tool area", but walked slowly along the platform in a clockwise direction alone.

He saw ancient golden statues standing among the scattered energy orbs, energy crystals, and magic gems.

The value of these statues alone is probably several times that of all the ancient gold coins he had collected on the first platform.

These statues include human wizards, elves, dwarves, and even dragons.

Each one was so lifelike and exquisite that Ronan even wondered if they were really just statues, rather than living people who had been cursed by some mysterious curse and turned completely golden.

Among them, the most beautiful one should be a statue of a goblin, with a bulging golden package on his back, and his body is covered with gems, shining with pearls. There is also a long line of text engraved on the base of the statue.

"Tutututututu"

Ronan knew a little bit of ancient goblin language and whispered the words on the base.

It’s not that he stuttered, but that the line of text was a repetition of one syllable.

"If this is the name of this golden goblin"

Ronan shook his head. "That name is a bit too strange."

As he spoke, he habitually glanced past the statue in front of him and continued to look back.

But at the moment when his eyes swept over it, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the golden goblin statue in front of him and his eyes moved.

"Um?!"

Ronan immediately turned around and stared carefully into the golden goblin's eyes.

The eyes of the goblin sculpture were also cast in gold, lifeless and without any spirit.

Ronan reached out and touched the statue again. It was cold, hard, and lifeless. He was sure it was a statue.

Are you dazzled?
Ronan frowned, thought for a moment, glanced at Jason who was still immersed in ecstasy, and then simply put the golden statue away.

He believed that he was not seeing things, so he put it away first, regardless of whether it was strange or not.

After walking two steps back, Ronan heard a "crunching" sound of chewing.

He frowned and looked for the source of the sound, then found Dodor III lying on his buttocks, chewing something intently under a pile of sparkling jewel ornaments.

Ronan reached out and grabbed Dodor III's short tail and pulled him up.

This guy's four limbs were hanging in the air, and his mouth was moving constantly, as if he was chewing something desperately.

Ronan pulled out the thing in Dodor III's mouth and found that it was a book, golden in color, made up of golden pages.

It should have been quite thick, but now only the last two pages are left after being read by Dodor III.

Ronan picked it up and looked through the only two pages left in the golden book. One page had been gnawed to pieces and was covered with Dodor III's saliva that looked like motor oil. There were some words on the page that looked like those of the ancient dwarves. They were densely packed, incomplete, and extremely difficult to recognize.

Ronan didn't look at it carefully and turned directly to another complete page. There were not so many dwarven words on this page. Instead, there was a painting.

It doesn't seem quite accurate to call it a painting. If you look closely, it looks more like a map.

When Ronan saw clearly what was marked on the map, he was suddenly stunned, then he threw Dodor III away, brought the golden pages close to his eyes, and looked at them carefully.

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A curved line representing the path of the map.

At the end of the road is a high mountain with patterns representing fire painted all over it. Inside the mountain is an octagonal hammer with lightning and fire intertwined!

Under the painting, a line of tiny dwarven words was engraved on the golden page. Ronan slowly read out the words one by one: "Hammer of Kolin..."

At this moment, some past memories began to tumble in my mind, surging up rapidly.

Mechanical Heart Dwarf Civilization Ruins Square Metal Monument Bierte's Amazing Magic Box.
The hammer of thunder and fire that was hidden somewhere by the Mechanical Heart dwarves!
"Could it be the same hammer?!"

Ronan clutched the pages of the book tightly in his hand, his eyes flashing rapidly.

He quickly turned to the previous page, trying to find some more information and clues.

But most of the content of this page was eaten by Dodor III, and the remaining text was obscure and complicated, and Ronan found it difficult to understand its specific meaning for a while.

If the "Hammer of Golin" recorded on the golden pages is really the Hammer of Thunder and Fire forged by the Dwarven Kingdom of the Mechanical Heart, then the key clues to finding the Hammer of Thunder and Fire are hidden in this golden book. He missed this treasure because he failed to control Dodor III's greedy mouth. He would be so angry and regretful that he would hammer his chest to pieces.

"Dodor!"

Thinking of this, Ronan couldn't help but look at Dodor III beside him and shouted in a somewhat annoyed mood.

Dodor III had eaten nearly an entire Golden Book and was burping with his round belly.

He was suddenly frightened by Ronan's shout and something came out of his mouth with a burp.

It fell to the ground with a clang.

It looked like a "metal delicacy" that could not be digested by it, and I don't know if it was part of the Golden Book.

(End of this chapter)