Chapter 342: A Golden Egg

The whole group looked at the large square trap door that was on the floor. The beast's body had covered it up, so they were unable to see it before, and if they had never tried to move the body, they would have never known it was there.

"I guess this is a trap door from that mansion, right?" Plon commented. "I forgot, this whole thing was a large mansion before it turned into a giant plant monster."

Thinking about that, Raze was looking for other signs as well. He wasn't searching the trap door but around it. However, he was unable to find what he was looking for.

'I thought there might have been another magic circle here as well. Maybe it was written on the mansion but was destroyed in the process of the beast being summoned.'

'In the first place, the Dimension Bosses don't make sense. They appear out of nowhere and only after a number of beasts have been defeated. The more I think about it, the more it just sounds like a set up from one of the mages.'

'Just like the last place, maybe it's a summoning circle. And if they programmed it in such a way, they could do so, so it would be summoned after a number of creatures have been defeated. The question is, is it those from Alterian? If so, it doesn't make much sense.'

'Why would Alter then only enter these dimensions after they have been cleared, and what I saw before, it almost looked like the dimension itself is being destroyed.'

Thinking about it, Raze was also starting to wonder about the beginnings of magic in the first place. How it was made by a race that existed even before human civilization. All of this was starting to pique his interest further, but it wasn't something he could focus on so much now. His curious mind or his mind of revenge, the latter was more prevalent in his mind.

"This door will lead you to special items that once belonged to the civilization that once lived here," Graft went on to explain. "We should delve in."

"This is quite amazing," Alba said, kneeling down. "How did you know something like this would be under the dead beast's body? We have hunted in a number of dimensions and even taken down our fair share of Dimension Bosses, but we never knew about this, and the same with other clans."

For a moment, Graft made eye contact with the man in the iron mask. Raze wasn't quite sure why, but he had figured it out after he started to speak.

"I am hired by particular groups all the time, including large and small clans. Because of this, I have a vast amount of knowledge. Different Dimension's Bosses are summoned in different ways. When a Dimension Boss is more stagnant and unable to move, usually, it means that their body is protecting something, more like a guard of sorts."

Listening to what Graft was saying, Raze realized that might really be the case. With the last dimension he had entered, it was the same; the aging snake heads had come out from the mountain top and were unable to move. It would have been easy for them to just simply run away, and it was the same this time, but not all Dimension Bosses were like this, and some were able to freely move.

'My guess is, this information isn't something he learned from other clans. He looked at me because it's information that he has gathered from working with Alter. Of course, they would know a number of things and ways of how to get items.'

'The more I find out about Alter, the more I believe they know the reason behind all of these dimensions and the connection they have with Alter.'

In the end, Alba didn't waste any more time as she lifted the trap door up. Right underneath, there was a staircase that descended down into what looked like darkness. As soon as the door was lifted up till it could go no higher, a small click was heard. At the same time, the dark staircase lit up with small crystals on the side. Every five meters or so, giving just enough light for them to see.

"Alright, let's head down, and see what there is, Iron man... no wait, that sounds wrong," Alba corrected herself. "Iron mask, you have the first pick of whatever we find, since it was you who defeated the Dimension Boss, of course."

The staircase didn't go that deep, and eventually, they had managed to reach the bottom where the cavern opened up. There was next to nothing inside the cavern, apart from stuck on the wall at the very back in front of them.

There were three, what looked like giant eggs stuck in the wall. They were dark in color but had a hard outer casing on them. They were half sticking out from the wall, and around each of them, there were circles with strange writing and runes written all over them.

Plon couldn't help but walk toward them, and with his hand, he reached out to touch the large egg-shaped item.

"Don't touch it!" Graft shouted.

Immediately, Plon stopped, and so did the others. They could see he was breathing quite heavily, and sweat was running down his face.

"If you touch these, you will die," Graft explained.

Immediately, everyone took a step back from the strange eggs. The more Plon thought about it, the more he thought that his stupid curiosity could have killed him.

"Wait, what is so dangerous about these things that it would even kill us?" Alba asked.

"It may not kill you guys since you are middle-stage warriors, but these things definitely have enough power to kill initial-stage warriors," Graft explained.

Raze recognized immediately what they were, and he knew Graft was right. These strange eggs were surrounded by magic circles. They were traps. If one tried to force these large eggs out, then a spell would be cast attacking whoever dared to try such a thing.

Raze then went to reach out to one of the center eggs with his hand; his finger started to spark slightly.

When Graft saw this, he didn't say anything. 'Usually, I would need to report this case to Alter, and they would send out a mage, but I guess we have one right here. If there is one person who can get these items, then it would be him.'

When Raze traced his finger over the magic circle, what he was doing was rewriting the spell. It was complex, and not many could do this even if they were a regular mage. In a way, only a mage of a higher tier than one who had written the spell could rewrite it, or would have enough knowledge to rewrite it, and that's just what he was doing.

Eventually, the magic circle started to light up, and when it did, the circle had completely disappeared from their eyes.

"What...did you just do?" Plon asked.

Raze grabbed onto the egg and pulled it out from the wall.

"Magic," Raze said in a jokingly tone, to which the others could only laugh.

"Since I'm the only one that can touch these things, I will be taking them all; I think that's fair, right?" Raze asked.

The others didn't argue; they were just curious to see what the items were. They had no intention of taking them.

"Inside here are items left by this current civilization. Wherever this dimension had led to. Treasures that they had decided to keep hidden away. We can almost think of this like raiding a tomb," Raze was almost rambling to himself.

"Sometimes, they are items that can make one more powerful; other times, they are items that can change the world."

Raze then threw the egg onto the floor, and it smashed on the ground. Right out from the cracked pieces, a bowl had come out. It didn't look all that special.

Raze went to pick it up, and immediately he could feel a large rush of energy rushing through it. He knew it was no ordinary bowl; this was an item that was filled with power, more power than regular items he had felt before.

'This item... it at least has to be at the Mythical tier, or maybe even at the legendary tier!' Raze thought. The thing was, he had no clue what it was, and if it wasn't a magic item, it would be hard for him to figure out what it did as well.

"That item," Graft said, his eyelids wide open as he moved in closer for a better look.

"It's a summoning item, an item which summons from the Divine realm!"

"Wait, what, Divine realm, summons them?" Raze asked, wholly confused, but judging from the reaction of Alba, Froma, and the others, this was a bigger deal than he thought, a much, much bigger deal.