Owen's perception swept across the old wolf. Though aged, it had never consumed human flesh. Its aura was pure, suggesting it had spent its life in seclusion here.
Of course, none of this mattered to Owen. What mattered was the special ruin that was about to open.
It was a fragment of a broken micro-world.
Within it lay the Life Stone, an artifact capable of bloodline evolution. For Spellbeasts, evolving their bloodline was the most effective way to advance in power.
However, Owen was more interested in the shattered world itself.
Even though it was merely a remnant of a micro-world, it still contained traces of World Power. Without this residual World Power, something as miraculous as the Life Stone could not have been born.
"Even a sliver of World Power is comparable to a Tier-6 Sacred Vestige."
Owen narrowed his eyes, pleased by this unexpected fortune.
A Tier-6 Sacred Vestige was a rare treasure, worth around three thousand Divine Points.
