Trapped Ruin Seal (Part Two)

Six months later.

A shadow flashed beneath the Devil Ancestor's Arm, and the black-robed female knight appeared. With one hand, she held up several dozen black hairs and tossed them to Green, saying in a low voice, "Perhaps one or two rats are still hiding in the corners of the ruins. I imagine you do not lack those one or two hairs, do you?"

Without betraying any emotion, Green gathered the Devil Ancestor's hairs and said nothing.

"What are you doing?"

The female knight looked at Green. At that moment, he was infusing fine crystal powder with magic power and writing it across the Devil Ancestor's Arm in the form of magical runes. He appeared to be inscribing some kind of large-scale magical restriction.

Green did not answer her question. His right hand continued writing magical runes with Magnetic-Force Star Core powder, while his left hand opened and revealed a second Peacock Soaring Feather.

"Your self-sealing art is quite interesting. Aside from that robe, you can also use those three natal soaring feathers as support. Over these years, I have also independently created a self-sealing art, and it is now in its final stage of refinement. Normally, I can display at most seventy-five percent of my strength, while after unsealing, I can unleash one hundred and twenty percent. But that still cannot satisfy my needs..."

As he spoke, Green stopped writing the magical runes and turned to look at the female knight.

"I am very interested in the self-sealing art of your natal soaring feathers. After thinking it over these past days, I happen to possess a magical artifact that shares the same wondrous principle as your natal soaring feathers. Therefore, I want your second natal soaring feather in exchange for your self-sealing art."

After freezing for a moment, the