National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3755 Obstruction

Dormer's face immediately turned ashen, and he argued, "The assessment fees have always been based on the registration information. When has there ever been a second inspection? Even if there was an error, that's your problem. Why should we pay extra? Besides, repairing spirit treasures is our skill!"

"Brother Dormer, what you're saying is true. The rules of the armory are that once the exchange is completed and the item leaves the armory, we are not responsible for it. It is our armory's business when to verify and inspect the level of the spirit treasure. As long as the exchange is not completed, the spirit treasure still belongs to the armory. Your exchange is not yet complete."

Beside him, Lantes chuckled, "As for your claim that the two of you repaired the spirit treasures, that's even more ridiculous. You think you can just say you repaired them? If you ask me, these two spirit treasures have always been stored in the armory, and they repaired themselves under our careful care."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, Lantes's group of men burst into laughter.

Everyone knows that Lantes is talking nonsense.

The Bone Ring has been stored in the Covenant Armory for so long and it's still in this terrible state. How could it possibly self-repair?

Dormer was so angry that his face turned ashen.

Seeing this, Lantes felt even more pleased and continued to mock him sarcastically: "What? Is the Evil Clan doing so badly lately? Can't even come up with the contribution points to make up for it? If you can't come up with it, then go back and scrape it together."

Dormer clenched his fists, staring at Lantes, his eyes flashing with anger. "You..."

"However..."

Lantes changed the subject, continuing with a smile, "You'd better hurry up and collect your contribution points. These two spiritual treasures are rare gems, and many people are eyeing them. You might find them exchanged the moment you leave..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The group of young people behind Lantes burst into laughter again upon hearing this.

"laugh?"

Dormer's face was grim. He took a step forward, his gaze fixed on the group behind Lantes, and said coldly, "Who dares to laugh again? Do you really think the Evil Clan is afraid of you?"

Upon hearing this, the group of young people immediately stopped laughing and their faces showed fear.

The evil clan has a notorious reputation.

If the entire evil clan were to set aside their status and target them, the Lantes family might not be able to protect them.

Dormer snorted coldly, then looked at Lantes and said in a deep voice, "What if I insist on taking these two items with me today?"

The three elders all looked at Dormer, one of them warning, "Young man, it's best not to act rashly. You might put your family in a dangerous situation."

Oh.

Dormer sneered, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

They've really gone too far in bullying us.

If we retreat now, the evil race will be disgraced.

Besides, even if this matter were to escalate to the highest levels, he would still have a valid point.

Then let's make a scene!

More than that, he was worried that Fang Heng would suddenly cause trouble.

That's what you call turning the world upside down.

At that point, even robbing the entire Covenant arsenal would be considered lenient.

It's easier to control if Fang Heng makes a scene than if he does.

In just a few seconds, several thoughts flashed through Dormer's mind.

He was recommended by several elders within the clan to take on an important task because the elders valued his composure.

"Hey, Dormer."

Just as Dormer was about to lash out, he felt someone gently pressing down on his shoulder and couldn't help but turn around to look at Fang Heng.

“I think they have a point. We should still follow the rules of the Covenant Arsenal.”

what?

Domer was taken aback.

What did Fang Heng mean by those words?

Are you backing down now?

not like...

He doesn't even give face to the God Clan; he kills those who deserve it. Why would he care about the Star Alliance?

Dormer was a little puzzled for a moment, but immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Fang Heng must have his reasons.

The elders breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the two had backed down.

If things escalate, it won't be good for either of them.

But who is this guy?

I've never seen it before.

Could it be a master who repaired two magical artifacts?

Fang Heng remained calm and spoke in a gentle tone, saying, "Duomo, the elders all say you have an impatient temper, and I think they're right. Since the quality of the spirit treasure doesn't match the registration, let's come back later. If you ask me, maybe the quality of the spirit treasure will have decreased by the time we come back."

what?

Dormer paused for a moment.

As they spoke, Fang Heng reached out and gently brushed his hand across the Myriad Manifestations Tranquility Plate and the Soul-Devouring Bone Ring on the table.

Lantes listened to Fang Heng's words with disdain.

cut!

I thought he was going to say something.

Isn't it just that he chickened out and was trying to save face?

Lantes snorted and was about to say something sarcastic when he suddenly raised an eyebrow.

Huh? What?

"Chichi..."

Suddenly, a hazy gray aura inexplicably enveloped the Myriad Manifestations Tranquility Disc and the Soul Devouring Bone Ring.

With a soft hissing sound, the luster on the surfaces of the two newly repaired magical artifacts quickly faded.

"Click-click-click, click-click-click..."

In the blink of an eye, the surface of the Wanxiang Tranquility Plate was covered with layers of fine cracks, and the number of cracks was even greater than before.

The Soul-Devouring Bone Ring was even worse; although there were no cracks on its surface, the mental fluctuations it emitted quickly subsided until they disappeared completely.

Within seconds, the aura of the two treasures plummeted from spiritual treasures to ordinary mortal items.

What... what's going on?

The three appraisal elders were dumbfounded, and the surrounding martial artists were also taken aback. They had never seen anything so outrageous before, and stared at the two props on the table with astonishment in their eyes.

Lantes stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Dormer was also taken aback by this scene, and after a moment of stunned silence, he quickly came to his senses.

It's Fang Heng!

correct!

It must be him!

Since he has the ability to repair magical treasures, he naturally also has the ability to destroy them!

A smile crept onto Dormer's lips, and he felt incredibly happy!

"Oh?"

Fang Heng seemed to have suddenly discovered something. He stared at the two items on the appraisal plate with a smile, feigning surprise, and said, "Domo, see, what did I just say? You see, I was right! The level of these two items has suddenly dropped again!"

After saying that, Fang Heng looked at the elders and asked, "Elders, please conduct another appraisal. If it is of the common grade, is it possible that we do not need to pay the additional contribution points?"

Domer chimed in, "More than that. If it doesn't match the level of a flawed spiritual treasure, the elders might have to return our contribution points."

"Click!"

As the two were talking, the Myriad Images Meditation Plate inside the Treasure Appraisal Plate emitted a crisp sound.

what the hell! ?

It cracked!?

Everyone looked at the appraisal plate and saw that the entire Wanxiang Tranquility Plate had been cracked in two and was beyond repair.

The three appraisal elders were stunned, and their faces immediately turned extremely ugly.

Everything before them was beyond their comprehension.

The level displayed on the appraisal plate has fallen to the lowest level of yellow grade, or even to the point of not being graded at all.

An elder opened his mouth, unsure how to respond. (End of Chapter)