Thinking of this, Silver Dragon ordered coldly: "You can leave now, don't forget to do what you should do." She explained this conversation to everyone except Field.
"Hiss. My head hurts." Field woke up leisurely, his consciousness returned to the mithril mine, looked around, and found that Atna and the others were there.
"Finally back." Opening the small map, he found himself in a side hall in the style of a mausoleum. The floor was actually made of pure magic core, but now there was no energy fluctuation. In the center were two pedestals made of gems, on which two artifacts floated quietly, extremely gorgeous.
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