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The stone door of the treasure house, covered with forbidden barriers, boomed open.
Yulian looked at the black-painted Frieren replica behind him, a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and turned his head back.
He followed his own replica into the treasure house.
Inside the treasure house, which shone with the golden light of treasures, a crystal aggregate emitting a bewitching purple light stood suspended in the air.
In the center of the crystal, was an exquisite crystal square mirror inlaid with precious metals.
Is this the Spiegel?
Yulian reached out his hand, wanting to feel it.
But he felt a sense of fear emanating from the Spiegel.
Is it afraid that I will vent my anger on it?
Yulian hesitated for a moment and withdrew his hand.
After all, before he revealed his Demon aura, the Spiegel's attitude could be described as extremely arrogant.
If Yulian hadn't firmly believed that demons were forever subordinates of the Demons, a rule that was practically a world law, Yulian might have really been stuck there by his own replica when the guy in green died.
[Sorry... Master...]
A wave of apologetic consciousness reached Yulian's mind.
He didn't need to guess who the owner of this voice was.
"Ignorance is no sin..." Yulian waved his hand casually.
Compared to an 'I'm sorry' from the Spiegel and an 'it's okay' from him here, he was more curious about the specific abilities of the Spiegel.
This was a demon from the Age of Myths!
Just the fact that it could replicate any opponent, no matter how strong, was practically the existence of a conceptual god!
At least Yulian had already tried it; the Spiegel had easily replicated even his normal state.
There was even a full-power Frieren standing at the entrance of the treasure house.
[Magic crystal... energy... replicate...]
The Spiegel stammered.
It was clearly a very powerful demon, but its intelligence was a major flaw.
Hmm, and its fragile body.
As soon as the Spiegel finished speaking, it, which was originally the size of a football, turned into a delicate and small profound iron crystal mirror that landed in Yulian's hand.
A unique contract between demons and the Demons was established.
A mysterious connection linked the Spiegel and Yulian.
Yulian closed his eyes, digesting the information transmitted by the Spiegel.
A moment later, his eyes lit up.
Yulian had completely understood the abilities of the Spiegel and its task of staying in the Ruins of the King's Tomb.
The first was to guard the treasure house and kill all intruders who dared to break into the Royal Tomb.
The second was to wait for a new master.
That is, Yulian.
Yulian attributed the second point to a mysterious fatalism and temporarily ignored it.
However, the first point made Yulian extremely curious.
Logically, the previous master of the Spiegel was also a Demon.
How could the Demons stand on the side of the United Empire, and even send the Spiegel to help the United Empire guard the Royal Tomb?
Yulian couldn't figure it out.
The low-intelligence Spiegel also didn't know the specific reason.
Seeing this, Yulian had no choice but to temporarily give up.
After subduing the Spiegel and understanding its specific abilities, Yulian's filter on this powerful demon, known as a creature from the Age of Myths, had mostly dissipated.
After all, from the information he had learned, the Spiegel was just equivalent to a converter.
It used the massive amount of magic crystals in the treasure house as energy for replication.
Theoretically, as long as the energy was infinite, it could even replicate gods.
But!
After so many years, thousands of years of consumption, it was likely that after this replication of Yulian, Frieren, and dozens of Mages, Moreover, Yulian had no way to replenish them.
After all, magic crystals were a product of the United Empire from thousands of years ago.
Were they artificially made or mined?
Yulian knew nothing.
History was his weak point.
Schlacht only taught him countless Magic, but did not teach him history.
Even the Demons itself did not value so-called history and heritage.
Shaking his head, he cleared these complicated things from his mind.
Yulian casually found a treasure chest full of gold coins and sat on it.
He casually waved his hand in the air.
The situation of the entire Royal Tomb underground palace was displayed in the air by the power of Magic.
"It's like watching surveillance."
Yulian murmured.
This was the Spiegel's authority as a tomb guardian.
But now this authority belonged to Yulian.
Countless mechanisms and demons guarding the Royal Tomb now obeyed Yulian's command.
Including the replicas that had already been created.
"Da!"
He snapped his fingers.
The Sense replica walked into the treasure house and obediently stood beside Yulian.
Yulian didn't need to speak.
As if they were connected by heart, the Sense replica wisely wove her hair into a soft large bed.
She gently placed Yulian on it.
And served him well.
Shoulder massage, leg massage, full body massage.
Yulian planned to enjoy all the hard labor he had done for Serie.
However, enjoyment was enjoyment.
Seeing that the Gargoyle was eliminated, but the pink-haired girl was not eliminated, Yulian was very displeased.
"You, go bring her to the entrance of the Royal Tomb for me."
He casually pointed to his own replica.
After a wave of 'I command myself', Yulian began to observe the situation of other teams again.
At the same time, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into an arc.
"I didn't expect her to know that there were no demons on this path..."
"Cheating?"
"Then I have to give you something good to eat?"
Looking at Lawine, who was unimpeded all the way, Yulian chuckled.
Immediately, a large number of Gargoyles moved at the sound, rushing madly towards the hidden passage.
As for Fern and Frieren who were frantically searching for treasure in the Royal Tomb?
What!
Just searching for a treasure, and there are so many mechanisms and demons lurking?
No, no, withdraw them all!
"Yes, it's here."
"Use a little force..."
"Hiss, lighter, lighter!"
After instructing Sense to control her strength a bit, Yulian looked at Frieren, who was looking at the surveillance as if deep in thought.
He couldn't help but curl his lips.
"I'll say it again..." "Since I'm here today, I'm carrying the team."
But...
The passing rate needs to be adjusted. Those who don't meet the strength requirements should all go offline, right?
"What's wrong, Frieren?"
Fern noticed something was wrong with Frieren.
After all, she should have been happiest when she had just opened the treasure chest.
"No, nothing."
Frieren's eyebrows were tightly locked.
She felt a sense of being watched.
And the owner of this gaze felt very familiar to her.
But soon she shook her head.
This was the Ruins of the King's Tomb, how could anyone set up a means to spy on her here?
Was she so confused from being eaten by treasure chest monsters too many times?
Frieren scratched her head in confusion.
Then she shook her head frantically again.
Forget it!
Don't care anymore!
Looking at the treasure chest that had just been opened, gold light burst from Frieren's eyes!
Treasure chest, treasure chest, here I come!
Let me see what treasure it is!
The scene changed.
Compared to Frieren's ease and happiness, the situation of the other teams was not so good.
"You're kidding, letting us face this!"
Denken clenched his fists tightly!
Looking at the Passerby A Examiner replica that suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes were filled with shock!
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