louisehourcade Chapter 753 Who is he?
Chapter 753 Who is he?
Damon activated the treasure-seeking token. The small disc warmed slightly in his palm as faint ripples spread outward through the air. Its range was limited, barely stretching beyond the nearby cavern network, but that was enough.
Within moments, several faint signatures appeared in his perception.
They were subtle distortions in the surrounding energy, places where the natural flow of the world bent slightly, hinting that something unusual lay hidden there. Most of them were weak, likely nothing more than minor materials or low-grade artifacts.
Damon ignored those immediately. He only focused on the bigger fluctuations, but there was nothing like that in the nearby vicinity. "Hmmm… if many people are inside this memory world, then the size of this world is probably huge. This won't do…" He looked at the token again and activated it, but this time, he also activated his primordial senses.
If he knew how to work it correctly and had the mental capacity to fully decode his primordial senses and grasp everything he observed using it, then that would be the ultimate treasure-seeking device.
But he was not at that level yet. There was simply too much information with the primordial senses, and the small things get left out. However, with the small token, things were slightly better.
With the token and his primordial senses activated at the same time, he could now sense a much wider area. The difference was immediate.
The treasure-seeking token acted like a filter, highlighting irregularities, while his primordial senses filled in the details the token could not provide. The chaotic flood of information that normally overwhelmed him suddenly became more structured.
However, it lasted only for a moment before the token snapped in half. The faint ripples of energy it had been emitting instantly vanished, leaving behind nothing but two dull fragments.
Damon stared at the broken pieces for a second before letting out a soft chuckle. "So that's the limit, huh?"
It made sense. The token had clearly never been meant to handle something like Primordial Senses layered on top of it. The two forces together had amplified each other far beyond what the fragile artifact could withstand.
Still, the short moment it had lasted was enough. Damon closed his eyes again, recalling the information his senses had captured during that brief overlap. He knew where his next stop was. Without wasting time, he quickly dashed forward, teleporting a few times before he arrived.
He was standing in a huge cavern much bigger than the small cave he was in earlier. There was a big lake sprawled across the cavern space and in the middle of the lake was a single lotus flower.
Although it looked like a flower, Damon immediately sensed something profoundly different about it. He teleported right next to it when the waters of the lake started roiling. From deep within a pair of amber eyes flashed open.
Damon grabbed the flower and right as a tremendous amount of pressure slammed on him, he exchanged places with his shadow clone waiting outside. Why waste time on something that could be solved easily? He quickly teleported away from that area and summoned his blood avatar.
The blood avatar carried him while he quickly absorbed the treasure. A dense wave of blood essence poured into his body, rapidly stabilizing the concepts he had begun to grasp earlier. The Law of Blood in his mind grew clearer with every passing second.
The treasure was doing exactly what he needed. His next stop wasn't far. Treasures like this were scattered all over the world.
Just what sort of an event was this? Damon pondered as he continued moving to the next location. Surprisingly, the treasure in the next spot disappeared from his mana sense before he could get there.
Instead, there were a few people there. Elves to be precise. Damon did not have any plans to interact with them and prepared to head over to the next one. There were numerous treasures like this scattered all over the world. These were also unknown enemies with unknown means so he did not want to waste his time here.
But clearly the opposite party had other plans. "Halt." Several elves stepped forward, blocking his path. Their long silver hair swayed gently and their emerald eyes locked onto Damon with unmistakable hostility. One of them raised a hand slowly. "You arrived late, human," the elf said coldly. "The treasure already belongs to us."
Damon shrugged and then teleported away, paying them no further attention. As he left one particular presence locked onto him but as he continued to teleport away, that presence faded as well.
Damon continued moving through the dense forest and soon arrived at the next spot. This time he was the first to arrive and the treasure was right there, waiting for him. It was a small egg in a bird's nest. At first glance, it was just a simple egg but as soon as he touched it, he could feel the same clarity in his mind once again.
Damon immediately absorbed the egg, greedily sucking in all of the energy. Right as he finished, coincidentally the same group of elves arrived at the place. They immediately stared at Damon with murderous eyes.
Damon only chuckled as he teleported away. Every single one of the treasures were priceless and this world was chalked full of them. He soon reached the next spot and obtained the treasure from that area as well. He raided two more places before arriving at a bustling town. The next treasure was in the middle of this town so it was a bit complicated to retrieve. He essentially had to play a game of 'where is waldo' to find this one.
He walked through the town carefully observing everything when a group of people caught his attention.
"Hey did you figure out who that human is and what world he is from?"
"No. Not yet. Sucks. I hear the Brightheart palace has also offered a reward for the information."
"Ya. Everyone is hunting for that lucky fuck. But no one knows who he is."
"How the hell did a no-name asshole manage to unlock this treasure land?"