Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 1102

Dragon Peak Inn (16)

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Could this be the legendary Soul Butterfly?

Looking at the thing between his fingers, Fu Qian recalled what Elina had said earlier.

It was crystal clear and transparent all over, so clean at a glance that it hardly seemed real.

It had only taken on this appearance after he pinched it between his fingers.

When it had been flying through the air just now, it had almost completely blended into its surroundings—not even its transparency had been apparent.

And with that dazzling golden rain, he had only sensed something amiss when it came close.

It certainly lived up to its name.

The only problem was, it didn't look much like a butterfly!

It was about the size of his palm, and its wing had the precise shape of a geometric figure. Most importantly... it only had one wing.

That was right. Though the force he felt in his hand suggested it was eager to fly away, this butterfly clearly had only one wing.

"The Soul Butterfly!"

It seemed there was no need to keep guessing.

Fu Qian looked up at Nora, who had exclaimed in surprise. She wore an expression of utter disbelief, with what seemed to be a faint trace of reluctance beneath it.

Like someone full of confidence who turned around only to see a companion pull a legendary weapon.

"Is it expensive?"

Fu Qian nodded at once, speaking in the tone of a novice.

"You bet. It's one of the most valuable things you can get from the blessing, and it's incredibly hard to catch—"

Nora's words cut off abruptly as she watched Fu Qian open his fingers.

The Soul Butterfly, free once more, immediately fluttered its wing. Its transparent, single wing traced a curious curve, quickly faded from view, and melted into the air again.

This

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