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Wu Hui and his companions were immediately attracted by the sound.
Amidst a series of dull noises, a giant stone urn almost as tall as two people was pushed out from the side door.
The stone jar is grayish white in color and its surface is polished very smoothly. It does not look very eye-catching, but some parts of the top and edges are depicted with densely packed magic arrays with intricate patterns and a mysterious aura, which makes the entire stone jar look high-end and majestic.
As it was pushed, one could vaguely hear the sound of water clanging in the stone jar, as if it was filled with water.
Wu Hui glanced upwards and saw that the opening on the top of the stone jar was covered with a large metal net. There was flashing light on the net and occasional arcs of electricity. It was obviously a magical item, and an offensive prop with lightning attributes.
"What's this?"
Shouldn't the person sent up be a slave
Wu Hui was a little confused for a moment, not knowing what Viscount Taylor was up to.
"Everyone, please look."
Seeing the puzzled expressions on everyone's faces, Viscount Taylor felt a little proud and snapped his fingers.
next moment.
Several beams of light projected down from the top of the hall, interweaving and landing on the stone urn placed in the center of the hall.
The grayish-white color on the surface of the stone jar suddenly dissipated like mist, gradually fading and disappearing. The stone jar became more and more transparent, and everything inside gradually appeared in front of everyone.
"I see. This stone urn is made of Hosea raw stone." Daniel reacted instantly and began to explain to the others, "This ore was discovered by the great magician Kane Hosea in the northern mountains more than a thousand years ago. It is usually grayish white, but as long as it is illuminated by a magic lamp, it will become transparent. It is generally used to make..."
As he was speaking, his voice suddenly stopped and he looked at the stone jar in surprise.
Not only him, almost everyone in the banquet hall was stunned like him.
Inside the huge stone urn, there was a girl with a human body and a fish tail.
The girl looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Her arms and tail were bound by densely packed silver chains, and she also wore a magic collar around her neck that restricted her power, like a dog on a leash.
Under the refraction of water light, her almost transparent tender skin was marked with red marks by the chains, some of which were even bleeding. Her delicate and beautiful face became extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and her long azure blue hair was tangled around her body like seaweed, making her look extremely embarrassed.
She seemed to have given up struggling. The light in her dark green eyes was dim. Even if light shone in, she only moved her eyelids slightly before returning to normal.
However, even so, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.
Looking closely, her forearms and shoulders were dotted with beautiful light blue scales like mica, the fins at the joints were as delicate as colored glaze, and the small section of light blue gill covers showing between her long azure hair were as beautiful as wings. The long sapphire-colored fish tail, even though bound by a silver chain, was still gorgeous under the illumination of the magic lamp, with a kind of enchanting beauty.
Strange and charming.
For a moment, the entire banquet hall was silent, and even the breathing seemed to be captured by this strange sea elf.