Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 449 Karsas's Dress

After taking Karsas' crown, Noshir began to try to put it into the space box for easy carrying, but as the most powerful magic item in the world, many artifacts have various limitations.

For most artifacts, if the user does not meet certain conditions, then even if they own these artifacts, they cannot wear them. If they force themselves to wear them, there will be curses, or even the items cannot be stored in the space. These are all possible limitations on the artifacts.

Fortunately, Noshir easily put Karsas' crown into the space box.

Noshil thought about it carefully and found that this was normal. As a man-made artifact, the crown was not as strict as other artifacts in choosing a user, and there were no restrictions at all.

This crown can not only be worn by humans, but even super-large monsters like the Mastermind can equip it. It can be said that even among the many artifacts, Karsus' crown is a rather strange thing.

"It would be great if I could find the other two artifacts in Karsus's costume. If I put these things together, I might be able to give me another surprise. However, the whereabouts of the artifacts... that kind of thing is not something you can find just by looking for it. I can only wait and see if there is a chance in the future."

Noshil thought a little greedily as he put the crown away, but he also knew that the idea of ​​automaticity was pure fantasy.

Although Noshir knew some information about the Karsus artifact set, this information only allowed him to know that the true identities of the other two artifacts were a staff and a magic ball. Their specific functions and whereabouts were completely unknown. Even if he wanted to find these two artifacts, there was no breakthrough point. Whether he could find them depended on luck.

'Forget it. Instead of wasting time looking for Karsus's other two artifacts, it's better to do more work and get more mythical inspiration points, and then use the inspiration points to make them myself.'

Nosir thought pragmatically that Karsus was a great arcanist from ancient times, and his equipment must be only suitable for mages. However, the equipment obtained with motivation points has proved the superiority of this equipment time and time again. The equipment obtained through the panel is definitely completely suitable for Nosir himself.

When he has surplus myth incentive points in the future, maybe he can even buy a whole set of Noshir's costumes or something. Isn't that much better than using other people's things?
"Well, don't think too much. After all, there is a big problem waiting for me to solve."

Keeping his vision of the future in mind, Noshir turned his gaze to the grave he had dug not long ago.

The chosen one of the God of the Dead, the feared Catheric Thom, was lying there at this moment, and his own [kitten] was also guarding him obediently, not leaving his side, to prevent this guy from suddenly exploding his body when Noshir wasn't paying attention.

But looking at the uneven cemetery in front of him, Noshir couldn't help feeling embarrassed, because buried there was Catheric, the chosen one of the God of the Dead, the immortal who was immortal and indestructible.

If they really wanted to evacuate with this guy, then Noshir would have to consider more things. In addition to the danger factor of Catheric Som himself, he was more worried about the god behind him.

Although he had killed all the people in the cave in the previous action, and the followers of the God of the Dead had also died, his actions must have entered Melkor's sight. As the chosen one of the God of the Dead, as long as he dug out Keseric, Melkor would be able to see him through Keseric's eyes. With Melkor watching his every move, it would not be a particularly good choice to continue to take Keseric with him.

After all, he is the Chosen One of God, and the Chosen One of God almost represents the face of the God in the mortal world. If Noshir wants to take Catheric Som away relatively safely, he must take some alternative insurances, such as continuing to break Catheric's arms, thighs and the like to prevent him from causing trouble in the middle.

But such behavior is almost equivalent to slapping Melkor in the face. Nosir will definitely anger one of the three gods of death. Well... Although he has offended almost everyone he should have offended, Nosir still does not want to expose himself to the sight of a god.

“In that case…”

"Dig him out, kitten."

Noshil gave orders to the predator, and the giant steel beast, which was on all fours and still over two meters tall at the shoulder, immediately and faithfully carried out Noshil's orders and dug a hole with its sharp and sturdy steel claws.

The predator dug the hole very efficiently. It only took it five or six seconds to dig out Catheric's armor. Seeing this, Noshil temporarily stopped its behavior, walked closer to Catheric, squatted beside him, brushed away the sand and dust on his chest armor with his left hand, and took out his legendary giant axe with his right hand, and used the tip of the spear on the axe handle to pry out the purple gem on his chest.

Holding the gem in his hand, a flash of purple light passed by, and then there was complete silence. This inexplicable reaction surprised Nosher a little, but he did not notice anything wrong. He checked the message through the panel, and the panel only told him that this gem was one of the genuine Nesser gems, which had the ability to control and communicate with the wearer of the crown, as well as to provide energy for the crown.

However, because the gem is not inlaid on the crown, the last function of the crown cannot be taken effect for the time being. In the absence of complete gems, this single gem has no other function.

Noshil didn't think any more and put the gem and the giant axe into the space box. Then he grabbed the collar of Catheric's armor with one hand and pulled him out with force.

And the moment Catherinek was pulled out, Catheric Som, whose limbs had been half recovered and head had been completely recovered, suddenly opened his eyes.

With his eyes open, Catheric looked at Noshil with his lifeless eyes, then turned to look at the main brain that was broken into pieces. After a moment of silence, he turned his gaze to Noshil and spoke in an old and slow tone.

"...I know you, Noshir, Noshir Temariti, a rare winged tiefling. Not long ago, I got intelligence about you from my allies, but the information in that intelligence was too exaggerated. Five minutes ago, I didn't think that the information was true, but now... look at what you have done."

(End of this chapter)