A few hours later, Zisman and the others gradually walked out of the treasure vault. Of course, to prove they really only took 50 items, the undead checked them.
The first thing Zisman pulled out was a pitch-black long spear, and the broken Divine Weapon-level armor on him had been replaced with a bluish-grey one. His smile was so wide it looked like he was celebrating a holiday.
Undoubtedly, both the spear and the armor were intact Divine Weapons, and just these two items could match the gains of raiding numerous undead lairs before.
As for the other items, they were all valuable materials and relics from the Root Universe. Any one of these 50 items, if exposed, could cause a bloody storm.
The other members of the Zisman Team were also richly rewarded. After careful selection, each found items most suitable for themselves.
"Damn, how did they get so lucky?" The martial artists watching near Oras City suddenly showed expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
