Chapitre 1385: A Bittersweet Memory

"The ones you got are that bad, huh?" Godslayer couldn't help but say. "How many slots do you have?"

"2," Alex said. "One in the dagger, one in the bracer."

"Well, let's go find more then. How many of those shields and mirrors are there?" Godslayer asked.

"Not enough," Alex said as his spiritual sense kept at around 15 meters and searched through the darkness around him. "I don't think there is a specific number that anyone knows, but guesses are there are less than a hundred of each."

"That's still quite a lot," Godslayer said.

"For 40 thousand people? I'm not sure," Alex said.

Godslayer remained quiet for a bit. "Shit, you need to be careful then. How about you don't use those slots when you find the next person? Instead, you run away."