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The battle between the Golden Oak and the Silver Moon Disciples in the city hadn’t ended yet, with intense explosions still audible from time to time.

Leonard Churchill, however, after successfully looting a convoy, had quietly made his way to an abandoned building.

He was discovered by some unknown stalkers when he left, resulting in a frantic chase. It was a struggle to shake them off.

Only after surveying his surroundings did Leonard put away the scalpel he held. He muttered to himself, “If I knew how to use poison, it wouldn’t have been this messy earlier.”

If he could replicate the paralysis he experienced when he was stabbed, then killing that ‘Black Ghost’ Old Ford would not have taken so much time.

Only after genuine combat did he realize how useful the (Plague Doctor’s Scalpel] actually was.

A first-tier Curse Card Master could easily make wounds with it.

With paralysis poison, it would be an extremely deadly tool.

Yet, “Weapon Poisoning” was also a professional skill.

It required a certain degree of proficiency and understanding of poison for safe mastery.

Leonard was not proficient in poisoning yet, hence he had not dared to apply anything on the scalpel indiscriminately.

He had tried it before and almost got paralyzed just by the gases evaporating from the paralysis toxin.

Not to mention applying it to the scalpel for immediate usage; it was more likely that he would hurt himself before harming the enemy.

There were many areas that he needed improvement in.

However, Leonard did not dwell on these thoughts.

Gathering his thoughts, he found a safe place and began inspecting his recent spoils.

He first looked at two storage rings, confirming that there were no tracking devices inside.

The lightweight set of leather assassin armor was pretty decent; it was the major reason Old Ford did not die from the explosion earlier.

But compared to the Frost Knight’s inner armor, there was still a big difference. It was also just a money-making item.

Only then did Leonard unwrap the cloth parcel to look at the two most troublesome pieces of loot.

The amber brick, he recognized, was of course the familiar [Secret Cause Spirit Medium].

Looking at this item, Leonard couldn’t help but sigh, “Ah, this is probably the last piece…”

He didn’t know how many pieces of such things the Silver Moon Sect actually had.??? ^y

But, considering that there was only one piece per outpost.

It definitely wasn’t that much.

Moreover, he had already gotten three pieces all by himself.

It seemed like he had been shearing a sheep and now it was almost bald.

Now that the stronghold of the Silver Moon Sect had been raided, the chances of finding more in the future were likely very slim.

Having gotten used to the surge in physical attributes absorption brought by the Spirit Mediums, it would be a huge drop-off to absorb the quantity equivalent to a few months of corpses again.

With a flash of inspiration, Leonard laughed at himself. It’s hard to descend into frugality once you’re used to luxury.

However, this Spirit Medium he was now holding, was the most worry-free one of the three that he had gotten his hands on.

Those from the Silver Moon Sect were still on the run, most definitely not having the energy to go in search of Spirit Mediums.

Even if they knew their stuff had been stolen, there’s a high probability that they would not dare to look for it.

They weren’t sure who took it and rashly looking for it would warrant the worry of walking into a trap.

This Spirit Medium should probably be swallowed smoothly.

However, Leonard was not in a rush to absorb it, instead opening the oil paper parcel.

Inside it revealed a black nail.

The nail was no more than half a foot long, yet it exuded a powerful aura of death.

Yet oddly enough, the longer he looked, the more of a sense of sacredness he seemed to perceive.

It was a conflicting visual experience.

Another look at the enlightenment, Leonard finally understood why.

[Light and Dark Holy Nail]

Explanation: A Level III ancient relic; Holy ₊₉, Curse ₊₉; When imbued into the target, it can seal any undead being’s energy fluctuations not higher than the relic’s own law plane level;

“Sealing relics?”

Looking at this nail, Leonard also found it to be quite unusual.

Having both holy and cursed properties at the same time, this was something he had never seen before.

He wondered if it was this thing that helped ‘Lone Wolf Baron to restrain his mutation.

Leonard did not disdain having more treasures.

Although the sealing relics looked like they didn’t have much practical use.

But after all, it was a Level III relic with great value.

He was even more curious about other things.

For example, why couldn’t this holy nail be collected?

Relics should be collectable, otherwise, they would be considered disaster objects.

But this holy nail couldn’t be collected.

Observing it, Leonard soon found the problem.

The “lacquer color” at the tip of the holy nail was irregular, and on a closer look, a metallic sheen could be faintly seen.

The enlightenment showed nothing, which meant it had exceeded his understanding.

“This dark-gold…is it some kind of blood?”

It reminded Leonard of something.

The Spirit Medium couldn’t be collected, and he guessed it might be due to a trace of divinity.

Now this relic also couldn’t be collected, most likely for the same reason.

However, the bizarre scene unfolded then.

Leonard had just held it in his hands and played with it, when suddenly, the enlightenment appeared.

‘You have come into contact with a robust, unknown divinity.’

He was taken aback.

The Spirit Medium only showed a trace of divinity, but the blood on this nail was “robust”?

Could this be the blood of a Demon God?

Leonard was also a bit surprised.

Why would such a substance be on this nail?

However, before he had time to think more about it, he saw the dark-gold blood on the nail transform into a strand of fine energy particles similar to golden sand, surging towards his face.

It seemed like an illusion and then it disappeared.

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In the blink of an eye, Leonard looked at the dark gold blood on the nail which had completely disappeared.

He understood then: The clown mask had absorbed the divinity.

Before the operation, he drank the [High-Efficiency Mental Power Recovery Potion] the effect of which would last for three hours. In order to prevent the tracking of the Mysterious Techniques, he had been wearing the clown mask all this time.

Further, this mask was the exclusive relic of [Joker].

One of the terms was: It can absorb the attributes of spiritual objects to enhance the quality of this relic..