Chapter 337: Holy Edict

Ten Holy Edicts lay in a neat spread, each token wreathed in a leaping flame and engraved with the words "Mortal Immortal"! Nadia Juggins pushed all of them in front of Benson Santee. Benson casually picked one up. It felt hard as iron, with a faint, gentle warmth to it. He could not tell what it was made from, but he sensed one thing clearly: ordinary blades would have a hard time destroying it. "What can they be exchanged for?" Benson asked. "Anything," Nadia replied. "Oh?" "Any resource...