The Pinnacle of Life

“Huh, this bodice appears to be a magical treasure of a certain great person from the past?”

“Ah, I remember, isn’t this the Seven Feather Flag?” Shelly spoke in Alex’s mind.

Alex froze for a brief moment. “What is a Seven Feather Flag? What exactly is it?”

“It is a magical treasure made from the native feathers of seven divine birds, which means that there are seven divine birds who gave their lives for this. These must’ve been bred in the prehistoric era, including the Phoenix, Golden Crow, Vermilion Bird, Four-Eyed Bird, One-Legged Stork, Red-Tailed Bird, and the Nine-Headed Bird. Think about it. This flag was so powerful,” Shelly said.

“Unfortunately, it was actually on the statue, but given as a bodice. How extravagant this woman must’ve been when she was alive,” Alex explained and looked around.

He took another look at the law collar around his neck. He grabbed it and slid it into his own treasure chest without hesitation. The statue’s body was a little unusual… Its clothes had been removed, revealing its actual body.

Surprisingly, this statue was not the usual type one saw normally. Everything that mortals had, it had too. Moreover, it was also more perfect than a real person. It was more appealing.

‘It couldn‘t have been… Initially a real person, right?’ Alex had an absurd thought, and he forcefully poked at the belly of the statue only to discover that the hardness was incomparable. Even if he were to use fifty percent of his strength, it wouldn’t hurt the slightest.

Alex considered this, and his movements were fast.

bodice on the statue was awesome, but then there are other things… Like belts, pants, and shoes… Although everything appeared to be incomparably large, the magical treasure could

complete the task because everything has been

it away

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

was like a hamster in motion, stripping the statue of everything

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some unnoticed space. A woman sat with her

have screamed in terror if he could see her because this woman

stripped the female statue in Yukon Shrine bare. It was now clean and slippery while

her

could be seen around this

an a*shole, a

be such d*mned bastards in the

despite sitting still on the stone. She opened her mouth, and the words that came out were extraordinarily furious. She had a spiritual connection with the

statue could be considered a statue, but it also couldn’t. It was because its very existence symbolized her, an incarnation of her, and her double. Her

“Ahhhhhh!!!”