Adam switched his vision back to the vision of his own magician deity. He reached out and pressed his shoulder, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then Adam took a step, and this step also meant the end of the "concealment" skill. Adam walked straight to the highest and deepest throne.
He picked up the last fragment from the ground, and then placed his eyes on a red bead. The pillar fell to the ground, exuding a warm glow.
After Adam glanced at the bead, he stretched out his hand and picked up the scarlet bead. This special item gives people a slight warmth, and it is the kind of warmth that you can't notice if you don't feel it carefully.
"It's really introverted…" Adam said, "but the fetish is conceited, this setting is also fine."
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