The item Cain produced was a Blazing Sun-tier alchemical ring. A single casual glance was enough for Punk to confirm that fact, because the enchantment that could completely nullify his magical senses was far beyond the capabilities of any Bright Moon-tier magical creation. Thus, the metal ring floating in the air had to be, and could only be, a Blazing Sun piece of equipment.
What, then, was the specific effect of this unfathomable Blazing Sun item?
"What an unbelievable little thing. Was this the opportunity you obtained back then?"
Controlling his dark, hazy projection as it slowly shifted its gaze away from the ring, the expressionless Bright Moon Mage revealed no surprise in the fluctuations of his mental power.
To be honest, although the ring's intricacy and mystery could be called masterful beyond compare, Punk could only silently marvel at how wondrous it was, since he had no way to conduct magical examinations. He could not obtain any further information from a Blazing Sun-level ring.
Besides, the caster did not believe that Dolush's Eye and the construct empress mentioned by Cain were less important than a ring that clearly possessed no combat function. Thus, at this moment, Whisper of Destruction was patiently waiting for the mad knight's further explanation.
Fortunately, perhaps to avoid wasting too much time, Instant Kill Spear—who normally never stopped spouting nonsense—rarely refrained from delivering a heap of rambling sighs to express his "surging passion." In fact, after confirming that Punk did not doubt the authenticity of the ring he had produced, Cain, his expression still solemn, calmly continued:
"I bet you've already guessed it. That's right, this ring was actually a wonderful little gift from Ktarolan, the construct empress. Three hundred and seventy thousand years ago, that mysterious being living upon the Semi-Mechanical Moon took advantage