Elion activated the appraisal ability of his eyes as he studied the black-and-gold chalice in the man's hand.
The moment his gaze settled upon it, information surfaced within his vision.
[Grail of Betrayal]
[Description: A dead Ancient relic that once held the blood of a deity. After falling into the hands of a mortal, he drank from it, saving himself from an otherwise certain death, as well as gaining enlightenment to the answer he and many others had been seeking for eons: the truth and origin of their world. Years of neglect have led to the Grail losing its divine attributes.]
[Artefact Rank: ???]
[Enchantments: N/A]
Elion's expression immediately changed.
'That's odd.' His brows furrowed.
The question marks were the things he dreaded seeing the most.
Whenever his eyes or system failed to determine something's rank, it usually meant he had stumbled across yet another mystery that was far beyond his current understanding.
'It doesn't have any enchantments either.'
