Merlin's Mental Power spread through the entire palace, though it focused mainly on the dust-covered Blackstar Armor lying on the ground. According to Flameglow, Golden Radiance Armor was incomparably precious; there should have been fewer of them than the Thirty-Six Emperors, perhaps only a dozen or twenty-odd suits. They had likely all been destroyed by the Thirty-Six Emperors back then.
After all, Golden Radiance Armor was the Remnant Clan's peak fighting force!
Below Golden Radiance Armor came Blackstar Armor. Blackstar Armor was also incomparably precious, capable of allowing the Remnant Clan to wield power comparable to a Supreme Existence. It was truly unbelievable. Such armor had to be exceedingly rare, and finding a seemingly intact suit of Blackstar Armor in the Giant Clan's ancestral land was itself extraordinarily fortunate.
Naturally, Merlin would not let it go. Whether to see what kind of power the Remnant Clan had possessed back then, or to discover why Blackstar Armor could be so powerful, it was worth examining closely. If he could gain some benefit from it, so much the better.
Merlin's Mental Power gradually concentrated on the Blackstar Armor. Nothing changed. There was only an icy sensation, along with an even denser aura of death, utterly devoid of life.
No matter how powerful the Remnant Clan had been, they had ultimately still been a living race. Merlin's senses could not be wrong; he truly could not detect any trace of life.
Gradually, everyone drew closer to the Blackstar Armor. Mage Santo suddenly waved a hand and said, "Wait. Everyone, stop. I am only an incarnation, so even if I am lost, it is nothing. I'll go first."
The others exchanged glances. Even Flameglow, the strongest among them, still harbored lingering fear toward the Remnant Clan and dared not underestimate them. Thus, they all