"What is this thing?"
The black sphere before him was cool to the touch, as if made of some kind of metal.
Lu Chao's expression was guarded, full of vigilance.
The moment he'd touched it, he had felt something strange.
But now, picking it up, he held it before his eyes and examined it carefully from every angle.
It was entirely black, and aside from several intersecting golden lines that stood out, there was nothing special about it.
'An illusion?'
A sliver of doubt almost crept into his mind.
Unlike the book of Magic, this metal sphere had no writing on it to provide any information.
However, he recalled the scene where he had picked it up.
For the old man in black from the God-Worshiping Church to have kept it so close, and for it to have survived the Nether Fire along with the book of Magic, meant it couldn't be an ordinary item.
It either had an astonishing origin or possessed some special function.
