Chapter 306: Azerite Ore and Magic Ship

After listening to the Magitech Knight's long self-introduction, Geralt couldn't help but click his tongue.

Looking at the so-called Magic Alliance and the long string of galaxy and planet numbers, there was no need to think; this was definitely a product of some unheard-of magic world that had already begun to conquer the stars and the sea. It was extremely high-end.

Even in fantasy worlds, the gap in civilization between different worlds was worlds apart.

Some worlds had already begun the popularization of magic, where most members could use magic, and even treated magic as a necessity in life, as the most important core technology in the world, researching and developing it together.

While in other worlds, magic was treated as an anomaly and was quite rejected; even those spellcasters who used magic were treated as demons and were resisted and harmed by the bottom-level populace.

In some worlds, mages could destroy the world, move mountains and fill seas, comparable to deities, while in other worlds, mages were just existences similar to parlor tricks, and could even be easily killed by ordinary civilians.

However, time was limited, and Geralt didn't have time to think too much. He calmly said to the Magitech Knight Heral: "You step back first, Heral, and wait for my orders outside the altar."

The steel knight heard this, quickly stood up, respectfully performed a very standard knightly salute to Geralt, then picked up the huge knight spear on the ground, and responded: "As you command, Master."

"Heral, awaiting your orders."

Crack! Crack! Crack!

He didn't know how much metal constituted the Magitech Knight's body, but listening to the heavy footsteps of the iron boots stepping on the ground, the other party's weight was definitely quite astonishing.

After this behemoth walked away from the altar with heavy steel steps, Geralt took a light breath and refocused his attention on the remaining two Epic-level Treasure Chests.

Without hesitation, he opened the treasure chests directly.

Ding! Treasure chest opened, Epic-level.

Obtained: 23,622 Ducats, three tons of Azerite Ore.

As the system sound fell, appearing on the altar along with a huge money bag was a huge ore that looked like a seven-colored crystal as a whole, somewhat translucent on the outside, but with magical power visible to the naked eye flowing inside.

The moment he saw this ore appear, Geralt's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the aura emanating from it.

He didn't even look at the large money bag on the ground containing tens of thousands of gold coins, but slowly approached the ore and placed his hand on it.

After his palm touched the Azerite Ore, a special and powerful life aura entered his body along with the ore.

Warm, joyful, as comfortable as an infant returning to its mother's womb, Geralt felt that many joys from his past life emerged in his mind. It seemed that every cell in his body was cheering and leaping, and there was a feeling of being filled with life force. Even Baal's Hell Magic, which had been suppressed in his body, became much calmer.

This feeling was very wonderful. If he had to describe it, it was like a low-level life form coming into contact with the life source of a high-level life form, a feeling of the soul and body being sublimated.

However, this was just an illusion.

Geralt knew very well what Azerite was. It was a crystal formed by the blood of the Titan world-soul within the planet in the Azeroth world.

Although it possessed various magical abilities, could be used to make super potions, craft high-end equipment, possessed extremely high-level energy attributes, and could even allow the undead to regain various sensations from when they were alive, it would not truly allow low-level life forms to cross levels and evolve toward a higher level.

The various beautiful illusions it made people feel were just illusions. At least in the case where the quantity of Azerite was not large enough, this was just an illusion.

However, even so, Geralt was still quite happy. Although Azerite could not give him a huge improvement in strength, just the fact that its energy grade was high enough to suppress Hell Magic and reduce the burden in his body made it the best treasure.

It was much more practical than many powerful artifacts that looked good but were useless and had many restrictions.

Thinking this way, Geralt stretched out his hands, hugged the huge Azerite Ore weighing three tons, and then carried it out of the altar.

Although this prize had already made him quite satisfied, there was still one Epic-level Treasure Chest to open. With his luck, maybe there would be more surprises.

Ding! Treasure chest opened, Epic-level.

Obtained: 26,666 Ducats, Large Magic Ship—Dragon Boat.

As this system sound fell, Geralt, who had been looking forward to a new Epic-level item appearing, suddenly changed his expression. Before he could make any reaction.

A loud bang sounded in the sky, and a huge ship, over sixty meters long, with an ancient and strange shape, a majestic dragon head sculpture carved on the bow, and full of oriental charm, appeared abruptly at the top of Kaer Morhen castle.

It hovered tens of meters high in the air. The huge and majestic hull and the gorgeous and ancient shape immediately attracted the attention of the giant tribes working outside the castle and many members of the Witcher Order.

Seeing this magic ship appear out of thin air, some people had solemn expressions, thinking that enemies had arrived, and immediately picked up their weapons and ran toward the top floor of the castle.

Some of the witcher apprentice children were full of surprise. They didn't know what had happened, they were just looking curiously at the strange ship that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

And those giants who were working were a bit slow-witted. They just looked at the top of their heads in a daze, staring blankly at the magic ship, not even understanding what kind of thing it was.

Damn it, this is going to be hard to explain.

Geralt cursed inwardly. Before the members of the Witcher Order could catch up, he looked around. When he saw the Magitech Knight Heral, who was three meters tall and looked very cool, he immediately had an idea.

Anyway, the core members of the Witcher Order already knew Geralt's abilities, knew that he could travel through worlds, had been to many worlds, and had done many big things in other worlds.

Now that such an extraordinary magic ship had appeared, and a powerful Magitech Knight like Heral had appeared, wasn't this a good excuse? His mind immediately began to organize his language, and then he gave a series of orders to Heral, disguising him as the captain of this magic ship, preparing to wait for Vesemir and others to arrive, and then use this mysterious magic puppet knight as an excuse to cover up the origin of this magic ship.

At the same time, Geralt began to distract himself by checking the system's explanation of the origin of this magic ship. Such a huge magic ship that could float in mid-air, with such a complex and cool shape, was definitely not a simple thing.

Magic Ship—Dragon Boat: A mysterious magic ship manufactured by the Xianglong Empire of the mysterious Oriental Empire in the Toril world, used by the Xianglong Empire to explore space and conduct long-distance space travel.

Total length 63 meters, width 10 meters, height 28 meters, weight 35 tons. The hull is entirely crafted from precious magic materials, driven by magic power, possesses quite strong magic resistance, can fly in the air, and can withstand space environments. It is one of the Xianglong Empire's most high-end magic technologies.

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