บท 85: Harvest

The little guy’s eyes were shining, and his heart was burning fiercely. Despite all the heavy injuries he suffered, he rapidly rushed over.

On the mountain floor, the mysterious and powerful pair of golden bone scissors were circulating with a hazy and precious splendor. It laid across the rubble as it emitted a force that made people’s heart palpitate.

“It truly is a terrifying precious artifact!” The little guy was overjoyed as he picked up the precious scissors up, and he held in within his hands, turning it about as he observed it.

After shrinking, it was only the size of a palm. Its entirety was a golden yellow, and its splendid light was dazzling. Needless to say, this was a rare treasure with a value that was difficult to quantify.