Chapitre 211: Walk Right Into A Trap

Moriarty stared at the obsidian gold dagger nearby and noticed that people on both sides of the road walked past him, one after the other. No one even looked at the dagger on the ground. It was unclear if they did not notice it or were too dismissive to see it.

Gulp! Gulp! That was the sound from his throat. Moriarty's appetite drove him to go for the obsidian gold dagger. He opened his mouth and swallowed it. The Heaven-devouring Rat King had a unique talent—any food it consumed would become part of it. He let out a satisfied burp after he ate the weapon.

"That weapon has helped my damaged soul heal quite a bit. I will be able to recover or even get stronger if I eat another 100 comparable weapons."