'Relics are created just like that, so casually?'
Mo Ling couldn't quite believe what this companion of his was doing.
'It doesn't verify the wishes, doesn't care about the consequences of creating relics, and just uses its power to make them at will.'
This world was barren and lifeless. Even building materials had to be made from the corpses of living beings, yet relics were somehow this abundant.
"How often are these sacrificial rituals held?" Mo Ling asked, stopping an excited creature beside him.
"Once a week!" The creature seemed to be in a great mood.
'Once a week?'
'Just how many relics are there in this world?'
"Can the sacrifices only be held here?" Mo Ling pressed.
"Of course not. They can be held in many places. If your race can build an altar, you can perform your own sacrifices. But the scale of the altar affects the upper limit of the wishes. If you build a crappy altar, the power granted to the offerings will be very weak."
