The moon receded.
Li Aozi slowly stood up, with a flip of his wrist, the gravity immediately dragged the surviving objects from the ashes over to him.
It was said that the Dragon Race had an internal joke. How did the Dragon Race, who spouted fire every day, differentiate treasures during a battle?
The answer was to burn it with fire. Precious metals could still be used after being burnt, with minimal loss. If it didn't burn, then it was definitely something valuable!
Similarly, anything that could maintain its form under the 4,200,000-degree Celsius high temperature of the Shining Sword was undoubtedly something valuable.
What fell into his palm was Gaden's mask, entirely green, with exquisite golden plant patterns etched on it, worth a considerable amount.
"From the blacksmith's memory and Gaden's words, the Knights of the High Table were not only powerful but also possessed such unique masks."
