The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 599 - 280 Relic

A few were slightly surprised by the abrupt transformation from a giant bear beast into a robust woman.

However, Annabelle noticed that the man seemed to be on the brink of collapse and promptly pulled out a pale red potion from her waist bag and handed it over.

Given the current situation, the man did not refuse, and after taking it, he directly poured it into his mouth.

The potion from the Night Watchers, and a specially supplied version, naturally had an excellent effect.

Although it didn’t have the miraculous effects it did when used by the Night Watchers, for ordinary people without Blessings, the effect was equally significant.

With a healing potion downed.

The man’s complexion immediately improved a lot, at least he no longer looked like he was at death’s door.

"Phew..."

As he gradually recovered, the man exhaled slowly.

Looking at the potion bottle in his hand.

"A very refined high-level potion, different from ordinary healing potions."

This was obviously an expensive item, yet she casually used it on a stranger.

Perhaps out of habit, after making some comments, he then looked up at everyone.

The one who had just handed him the potion was Annabelle, and as he looked at her elven appearance, the questions in his mind inexplicably vanished.

If it’s an elf, perhaps it’s not that surprising.

Although this seemed like a stereotype about elves, it was indeed close to reality in this respect.

"Thank you all for your help, otherwise..."

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but shake his head.

And the slightly robust woman spoke irritably, "What bad luck, if I had known, I wouldn’t have followed you to this godforsaken place."

While speaking, she turned her head to look at Raelia, "Karen, my name, and yours?"

"Raelia."

"Thank you, I’ll buy you a drink if we get the chance."

Raelia slightly nodded, although she didn’t drink.

"I’m Terger, thank you again for your help."

After all, it was a lifesaver, and Terger continuously expressed his gratitude.

"Save the thanks for later, this isn’t the place to talk, I’m about to freeze to death,"

Raelia said as the wind and snow blew around them.

"Why are you so afraid of the cold?" Annabelle teased from the side.

"Oh, yes, of course," Terger said as he led them toward the hollow in the mountains where they’d just been.

The campfire was still burning.

"You go first," Karen said, then added, "I’ll take care of these corpses."

As she spoke, she took a hunting knife from her waist behind her and squatted down to handle the corpses of the yetis they had just dispatched.

The hollow was not far away.

The group arrived there.

They had just sat around.

A dark shadow appeared in the sky, and with a screech, a massive figure descended directly.

The gusts of wind it blew up stirred the snowstorm.

If they weren’t gathered around the campfire, the wind and snow would have been enough to extinguish it.

"Hey! You dumb bird!"

Raelia complained unhappily, as she was covered in snow, shivering from the cold.

In her anger, she punched the winged dragon on its head, causing it to stagger two steps to the side.

"Eeek! Oooh~"

It let out two aggrieved cries, moving closer to the wall.

Grey Fang shielded it slightly behind itself and patted its head.

"Cold, no feathers," Grey Fang placated.

"I know already," Raelia patted the snow off her body.

Abis waved her hand, gathering flames around the campfire to melt the snow.

She pulled out two rugs from her waist bag and laid them beside the campfire.

Only then did they all sit down.

The winged dragon also drew its head closer, enjoying the warmth of the fire and feeling much more comfortable.

Terger, sitting by the campfire, observed this group.

To be honest, it was hard not to immediately notice their races.

A race of extremely rare and never-seen centaurs, this was his first time seeing them. The proud elves, and trolls riding winged dragons.

It was hard to imagine how these three came together.

He had no idea what ties the three races had, or even that they should have animosity towards each other.

Terger observed very carefully.

This group was very strong, exceptionally strong, and extremely wealthy.

Because he discovered that each of them had a Space Waist Bag like the one Abis just used.

He suspected that any one of them could have wiped out the group of giant-toothed yetis from earlier.

The reason they came here...

He had some guesses, some doubts.

The few by the campfire chatted simply, and the stout woman named Karen had already returned.

She held a bundle of crystalline giant teeth in her arms.

"Here, this is your loot; you can sell it for a good price."

She pointed at Terger beside her, "Mages like him love these materials, though I mean those richer than him."

Terger gave an awkward smile.

Raelia took the bundle of crystal teeth, which did indeed look very beautiful, but she didn’t know what use it could serve, so she simply handed it to her sister.

Abis received it and rubbed it with her hands, examining the crystal teeth.

After blinking a couple of times,

Sculptor + Identification, she determined what this thing could do in her hands.

"Thank you, this is very useful."

Saying this, she directly stuffed it into her Space Waist Bag.

For almost a year,

Space Waist Bags had already begun to be popularized, and high-level sculptors were becoming more numerous.

For people like them, their bags’ space reached the level of 2~3 cubic meters.

These high-capacity items were still relatively scarce, requiring contributions to exchange for them.

Those with the means were still very willing to exchange for one, the convenience they brought was self-evident.

In the outside world, high-capacity space items multiplied geometrically in value as the capacity increased, truly luxurious items.

Terger, watching this scene, couldn’t help but click his tongue.

This group was even wealthier than he had imagined, but indeed matched their strength.

"You all aren’t residents of this West Mountain Range, are you? What brings you here?"

Karen asked casually, without any reservations.

"Are you locals?" Annabelle asked.

Karen nodded, "I live in Red Snow City, have you heard of it?"

Raelia slightly shook her head, they only knew of Ice Port.

They had come straight from there, not passing through any cities.

From their map’s bright points, it was clear, due to this region being completely dark, their path was clearly marked.

Abis suddenly said, "We’re here searching for a relic."

"A relic?"

"A relic?"

The two spoke in unison.

Karen was somewhat surprised, whereas Terger’s tone actually carried a hint of excitement.

The rest looked at Abis, a little surprised.

They hadn’t expected her to say it so directly.

However, in Abis’s view, saying it might garner more information.

Because from Kana, they had obtained some accurate information.

The two in front of her were clearly locals, and one was a mage.

Regardless of whether they knew it or not, they could gather some information.

If deceit occurred, they could compare it with Kana’s information to determine its truthfulness.

As for taking action.

Heh.