I Can Summon All the Gods

"Is... Is this the treasure you are talking about?"

Locke picked up a colorful light stick and looked at Badal, speechless. It was a toy given to children by the parents of Icacia Continent. It could only emit beautiful colorful light and amuse children but had no other value.

"Master, be careful. Don't break it." Badal carefully held his hand under Locke's hands, as if he was afraid that Locke would break it. While saying that, it nodded in a flaunting manner. "How about it? Is it beautiful enough? It's one of my favorite treasures!"

Looking at the proud look of Badal, Locke's mouth twitched. Why did this dragon look a little stupid?

Shaking his head helplessly, Locke returned the light stick to Badal.

Badal took over the light stick. Seeing that Locke was not interested in his "treasure", deeply breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's this?"

Athena picked up a transparent ball curiously.

"I know, I know!" Badal volunteered to teach Athena how to use the ball.

He stretched out his dragon claw, and a trace of dragon power entered the ball between his fingers. The ball shone brightly, and then the surrounding environment changed. Locke and the others seemed to be in the starry sky.

"This is a projection ball. It can store and project images,"

Looking at the twinkling stars around, Locke explained. This kind of projection ball could be considered a magic treasure of level 4, and it was very rare. Ordinary aristocrats could not afford it.

Even if one had a projection ball, he would use it to keep some precious images, evidence, and even the inheritance of practice methods. It was rare to keep the starry sky in such a leisurely manner. At least, it meant that its former owner was definitely not an ordinary person.

After the projection ball was closed, the surroundings returned to what they had been.

Facing so many dazzling things, Locke felt a little headache, so he released divine sense to search more carefully.

After a while, he finally found a dark green stone under a pile of things.

Locke walked over and waved his sleeve. The broken swords, long knives, and other things above the stone were swept aside.

His hand palm down, the stone suddenly flew up and landed in his hand.

"Such a broken stone?"

Badal asked curiously as he saw Locke take out such an unremarkable stone from his storage.

"Yes, this is the original crystal."

Locke nodded with a smile. He had just tried to infuse the divine power into the original crystal, and he found that it could indeed store the divine power.

However, Badal was obviously not interested in such a dim and dark stone at all.

After getting the original crystal, Locke had completed his goal this time. The two of them were ready to go back.

As for Badal, he continued to stay in the Nariel Mountains of Magical Beasts. After all, he was only a level-6 magical beast now and could not turn into a human form. If he appeared in the human world rashly, there would definitely be a disturbance.

Riding on Sleipnir, Locke and Athena galloped at full speed. In just an afternoon, they arrived at the edge of the Nariel Mountains of Magical Beasts.

During this period, they also met a lot of flying magical beasts, but before they could get close, they were frightened away by the aura released by Sleipnir. Some of them were a little weaker, and they were even directly knocked out by the aura of Sleipnir. They fell down from the sky, and the mercenary on the ground picked them up.

Soon, Locke and Athena entered Dikas City.

People in the city were not surprised at Sleipnir. An eight-legged horse was not surprising because there were countless races on the Icacia Continent.

Click~ Click~

A burst of the rapid and fierce sound of horse's hooves came. Hearing this sound, the peddlers on the street changed their faces slightly and hurriedly moved their stalls to the side of the street. Mercenaries and the passers-by also made way for them.

Looking at this sense, Locke was curious.

Although Dikas City was small, it was not as small as an ordinary city. Even the peddlers on the street were mostly practitioners, not as compliant as the ordinary peddlers. But even so, these peddlers were still afraid. It could be seen that the person who was about to appear must be not simple.

"Young man, you'd better hide aside as soon as possible."

An old man said in a hurry when he saw Locke and Athena two still standing in the middle of the road.

At this time, a group of people had turned a corner and came in the direction of Locke and Athena. They ran in a rampant way, frightening the passers-by to dodge for fear of being affected.

Seeing that Locke and Athena were unmoved, they stood still. The old man couldn't help shaking his head and sighed in his heart. Unfortunately, such a beautiful girl was going to be ruined again.

In the distance, the dark horse was wearing armor, looking majestic. The seven of them galloped on their horses and dispersed the crowd without scruple. The young man in the lead looked back and forth in the crowd as if an eagle was hunting its prey.

At the same time, the young man's eyes froze for a moment, and then his pupils narrowed. His eyes completely fell on Athena.

"Go!"

With an evil smile, the young man stimulated his horse and galloped towards Locke and Athena.

Looking at the seven black horses rushing over, Sleipnir raised his head and his eyes were full of disdain. They were just like a few ants. How dare they show off in front of Sleipnir?

Buzz~

Sleipnir growled.

The furious horses let out a scream and its mane stood up as if they had encountered something horrible. Their front hooves went soft and they fell directly to the ground. The seven people on the back of the horse also flew out and smashed on the ground not far away from Locke and Athena.

How awkward.

All the people around were stunned.

The seven of them got up from the ground awkwardly. The leader was a young man about 20 years old, wearing a magic robe of the level-1 wood mage.

Everything happened so suddenly that the young man did not expect that the horse, which was usually well trained, would suddenly lose control. As a mage, his physique was much weaker than a warrior.

Now there was a trace of blood's smell in his throat. If he hadn't suppressed the surging in his chest for his dignity, the blood in his throat would have spit out.

Why did the well-trained warhorse suddenly lose control?

The young man was puzzled. However, although his body was uncomfortable, he would not lose his proper manner and show a painful expression in front of the beautiful lady.

He tidied up his clothes and made a sure aristocratic etiquette to Athena. Then he said politely, "Oh, beautiful lady, I have reserved a private room in the Thea Hotel. Can I invite you to dinner?"

"Get out!"

Athena said in a clear and emotionless voice.