Along the way, they got rid of several waves of basic talents. The two of them became
more proficient at
it.
Philip would knock them out with Verge Tower, while Licht was responsible for stripping
them bare of all
valuables.
Known as the Golden Finger, Licht was very knowledgeable about treasures. The better
they worked together, the higher the number of innocent victims.
In the later part, everyone knew the function of the token and decided to group together.
A ten-member team stood in front of Philip. The leader was a guy with a red token,
followed by two yellow ones and seven black ones.
This team was ridiculously strong. The guy with the red token was Lotto.
He was a solid practitioner in the late stage of nine stars, while both yellows had reached
the early stage of nine stars. The seven blacks were all at the peak of eight stars.
Licht looked at Philip, and the two communicated with each other telepathically.
"One red token is worth a hundred white tokens, so this deal is no loss!"
"He's the late stage of nine stars. Do it if you want. Don't think I don't know that you're
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtalso in the late stage of nine stars," Philip taunted.
Licht was obviously torn. He took out the bowl and a seal.
"I'll deal with the nine stars, and you can deal with the eight stars."
Licht rushed forward and activated the bowl to separate the two practitioners in the early
stages of nine
stars.
The harmless-looking seal enlarged, and the side that depicted a landscape painting hit
Lotto.
With Verge Tower in hand, Philip smashed it over his opponent's heads without further
ado. Even if he did not use his energy, those people could hardly defend themselves
against a holy artifact.
They toppled one after another.
After Philip was done, he stripped all the treasures from these people. Licht was also done
with his part by this time.
Both of them were oddballs.
By sneaking around and robbing others with holy artifacts in hand, weaker opponents
could not handle them at all. Most importantly, they were always hit on the head, which
the protective gear on their bodies could not protect.
According to Licht's map, the two found the next treasure spot. It was an icy pool.
"Say, Licht, what's your background? You have two holy artifacts with you. Does your
family produce holy artifacts in bulk? Tell me honestly," Philip asked.
"Don't you have a holy artifact too?" Licht retorted.
"I only have one, and it's a storage weapon with no attack power at all."
Philip kept telling himself not to do anything to his friend. After all, they were known as the
thieving duo
now.
Otherwise, why should Philip loot from others?
He could just kill Licht and get everything.
Licht said flippantly, "My last name is Trost, and I share the same teacher as you..."
"What?" Philip froze.
"Are you playing dumb? Isn't that what you shamelessly announced in public?" Licht rolled
his eyes and said to Philip in a huff.
After that, he motioned for Philip to stretch out his hand, and Licht imprinted the
landscape seal on Philip's palm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPhilip felt as if there was a mountain pressing down on his palm. He reacted the next
moment.
Small characters depicting the title of the Great Holy Polo were found in the pattern.
Philip gulped nervously and said, "Are you his apprentice?"
"I'm his grandson!"
Philip almost passed out at Licht's remark. This guy was actually a descendant of a holy
being.
"What about your holy artifacts?" Philip gulped and asked.
"That's my grandpa's soup bowl and the signature seal he used for paintings," Licht said
carelessly.
Philip calmed his breathing.
Both of them were descendants of holy beings, but why was his life so miserable?
No, to be precise, Philip might be a descendant of a god tier.
Just looking at the other party one would know it. Any random items he used were holy
artifacts.
Now look at me, everything I have is from looting...
Mom, if you're really on the Starfall Continent, can you leave some godly artifacts for me?
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