As the system notification chimed, Shi Feng thought about clicking to accept the binding.
Some special weapons and equipment in the Divine Realm did have binding restrictions. Once an item was bound, it could no longer be traded to anyone else—only the bound player could use it, which drastically reduced its value. Especially when a bound item had already become useless to its owner, a non-bound item could at least be sold to someone who needed it, but a bound item could only be placed in storage or destroyed.
However, the Ring of the Gospel was obviously not in that category. It was neither a weapon nor equipment—it just needed to sit in one's inventory to take effect. And in terms of skill power, it could only be described as heaven-defying. There was no such thing as it becoming outdated. Binding it would be an absolute blessing.
As one system notification faded, another immediately appeared.
System: If the player binds the Ring of the Gospel, the micro-world within it is extremely unstable. To stabilize the internal micro-world, the player must consume 30,000 Magic Crystals every seven days. If this requirement is not met within seven days, the Ring of the Gospel will automatically disintegrate, and the player will suffer backlash—physical attributes permanently reduced by 30%.
"Now that's vicious! Thirty thousand Magic Crystals every seven days—even a top-tier guild probably couldn't afford that." Shi Feng stared at the system notification, clicking his tongue in disbelief.
Magic Crystals had long since become a daily necessity for every major guild, and the amount consumed each day was staggering. What remained afterward was precious little. Many first-rate guilds only had sixty or seventy thousand Magic Crystals in stock—accumulated over a long period—and that would only sustain the Ring of the Gospel for two weeks…
The Ring of the Gospel was essentially a monster that devoured Magic Crystals.
Shi Feng, who had been considering the binding, now chose to postpone it. Not for any other reason—he simply couldn't afford to maintain it either.
After that, Shi Feng stowed the Ring of the Gospel. After a brief rest, he began exploring the entirety of the Moon God Space. As for the Ring of the Gospel, it would have to wait until Zero Wing Guild could earn enough Magic Crystals. After all, the guild was still in its development phase and desperately needed large quantities of Magic Crystals.
The ultimate goal of the Tier 2 class change quest was to seal the Demon King.
The Moon God Space was enormous—practically the size of a large Divine Realm map. The Demon King's exact location was completely unknown, so he could only search bit by bit.
"The demon patrol squads are really getting more numerous." Perched among the treetops, Shi Feng watched the demon guards patrolling below and furrowed his brow.
He had been exploring for hours. When he'd first been active on the outskirts of the Moon God Space, he'd only encountered a demon patrol squad every so often. But as he ventured deeper, their numbers increased exponentially. Now that he'd reached the inner region, he couldn't advance even a single step further.
The moment he moved forward, he'd either alert a demon patrol squad or draw the attention of roving magical beasts. Either way, the result would be the same.
And aside from the patrolling demon squads, there were also Level 65 Magilight Young Dragons that periodically swooped overhead. If any of them spotted him, he was dead for sure.
"This is pretty much my limit. Looks like I'll have to find a way to clear out some of them before I can push through." Shi Feng glanced at the Level 70 magical beasts wandering nearby.
Taking on a demon patrol squad head-on was far too risky, but these solitary Level 70 beasts might be worth a try.
Two-Headed Demon Wolf, Magical Beast, Lord Rank, Level 70, HP: 22,000,000
The moment a demon patrol squad passed by, Shi Feng drew the Blazing Fire Star from his waist and launched a strike at the Two-Headed Demon Wolf dozing in the grass.
Wrath of the Fire God!
A streak of crimson fire flashed and slammed into the Two-Headed Demon Wolf's spine, exploding on impact.
-62,197!
"Good damage. Looks like the Two-Headed Demon Wolf's defense is pretty mediocre. At my DPS, I should be able to whittle it down quickly." Shi Feng silently assessed the situation.
The demon patrol squads in the Moon God Space followed set routes, but the magical beasts had no predictable patterns. If a fight dragged on too long and the beasts kept getting denser, it would be easy to attract a massive pack of Lord-rank monsters—and escaping from that would be nearly impossible.
The Two-Headed Demon Wolf let out a shriek, its icy gaze locking onto Shi Feng before it charged at him. Shi Feng turned and bolted, deliberately pulling the fight away from the demon patrol squad's route.