Volkov held the box as if he were carrying a brazier, moving with extreme caution as though afraid he might spill it or drop it.
After setting the box securely on the table, he immediately retreated to the side and let out a soft breath, shaking his slightly numb hands.
Raven could understand the Personal Guard's caution. This tiny box was worth 4,846 Gold Coins!
He gently opened the lid. Inside the soft silk lining lay ten crystal-clear, test-tube-shaped potions. Their containers were made of natural crystal, and the yellow-green liquid inside was viscous yet clear.
Under the Eye of Truth's vision, Raven could clearly see the abundant energy contained within. All kinds of elements were mixed together in a jumbled fashion, yet they were also harmoniously unified.
In the very center of the box, a thick glass bottle held three dark, heavy-looking ores. Each was about the size of a walnut, with a rough surface embedded with square crystals. The metal elements within were so dense they were astonishing.
Raven picked one up, and his eyebrows jumped. "What the—why is it so heavy?"
These were the Iron Essence Cores Eric needed to advance to the second tier. They were far heavier than gold of the same volume.
The God-Given Potions and Iron Essence Cores had finally arrived before the attack on the Bloody Highlands.
Raven ordered, "Volkov, go to the barracks and bring Eric and all three captains here!"
The Personal Guard's eyes had remained fixed on the God-Given Potions. Only after hearing Raven's words did he come back to himself. He saluted and said, "Yes, my lord!"
Volkov was much faster this time than before. In just twenty minutes, footsteps sounded outside the dungeon. The door opened, and five burly men charged in, trailing cold air, then saluted