Legendary equipment is already incredibly precious, and a weapon from a rival race is worth far more in the eyes of an old dragon like Elder Ovis, who loves to collect, than any other equipment of the same tier.
"This rough texture, this heavy weight... oh, what a treasure."
The Old Golden Dragon completely ignored the resistance from the Earth Ripper, and fondly caressed it repeatedly.
He stroked from the coldly gleaming axe blade to the anti-slip patterned axe handle, his clumsy posture ungraceful.
If not for the other dragons watching, he might have been unable to resist giving it a lick.
"Where did you get this treasure?"
Suppressing his inner excitement, Elder Ovis looked up and curiously asked the Red Iron Dragon with bright eyes.
Galos calmly replied, "A Hill Giant King exiled from the Seresia Continent to the Sel Wilderness wielded this axe, named the Earth Ripper, against me and caused me a bit of trouble."
