Spellcasting Heavens

As a lord in the underground world, Kane has seen many incredible things at the annual auction, but there has never been a weapon that can make him feel the shock from his heart like the weapon in front of him. .

Before that, he would never have imagined that a sword could completely abandon the entity, and consist of the purest energy. Through the absorption and eruption of energy, it would cause huge damage to the enemy.

To a certain extent, this is not just as simple as creating a powerful magic item, but creating a precedent, a creation from scratch.

Regardless of the value of the short sword itself, this technology and ideas alone are enough to prove the inventor's attainments in the field of magic and energy.

Originally, Kane was still a little worried that a too young alchemist could not meet his requirements, but after appreciating the production process of the dagger, the hanging heart finally fell.

Of course, he didn't know that the reason why Zhang Cheng was able to make such a cool-looking thing was actually just borrowing the craftsmanship of the high elves in Azeroth, supplemented by some runes that had been deciphered recently.

What's more, according to the data-based standard in the game, this short sword is at most about level 40, which is far from Tibu's blazing long sword and the Silver Dawn Avenger, and it's not even as good as a secret with a slightly higher enchantment level. silver weapon.

The purpose of Zhang Cheng's creation of the energy short sword is very simple. On the one hand, he trains his skills in making magic items to pave the way for the creation of exclusive equipment in the future; on the other hand, it is to test the power of some deciphering rune combinations. It is the code of the corresponding rune.

Carefully grabbing the hilt of the sword with protective magic, he waved his hand and slashed towards the chair closest to him.

Moment!

The terrifying cold directly freezes the wood, making the chair hard and brittle!

The next second...

Clap!

The entire chair shattered into countless fragments under the direct impact of the cold energy.

You don't need to ask to know that if you touch the body of an ordinary person, the effect is almost the same.

Just when Zhang Cheng was considering whether to build another scabbard, Kane, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up, applauding and admiring: "It's wonderful! Witnessed a miracle in . Excuse me, do you intend to sell this sword? If so, I can arrange it to the auction at the end of this year as a lord. I guarantee that there will be many people by then To get it and grab a head."

"For sale?" Zhang Cheng was obviously taken aback.

Because in his eyes, the short sword can only be regarded as practice at best, especially the silvery white flame is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, very unstable, taking out such a thing to buy it is simply a trick.

Imagine, when a swordsman master is about to stab his opponent's heart with his long sword, and suddenly finds that the sword is a bit shorter, what a wonderful expression on his face?

I'm afraid that I have the hearts of greeting the female members of the swordsmith's family!

"Why, don't you plan to sell?" Kane tentatively asked.

"No! I mean this is a defective product, and it seems a little inappropriate to sell it." Zhang Cheng, who had recovered, hurriedly shook his head and explained.

"Defective product?" Kane glanced at the dagger subconsciously. He really couldn't understand, a weapon that can release such a powerful energy shock, where it looks like a defective product, it is obviously a fine product.

Undoubtedly, because of their different perspectives, there has been a huge difference in their cognition.

The former is from the manufacturer's point of view, demanding that their works be as perfect as possible; the latter is considered from the user's feet, believing that this unprecedented energy weapon will definitely play an unexpected role in battle.

The final result was that both sides stared at each other with big eyes, and no one could figure out what the other meant.

Fortunately, Kane, who has lived for more than 60 years, has a wealth of life experience. He quickly sensed this opportunity and suggested with a smile: "Why don't you just sell this short sword to me? I promise that no matter what happens in the future. The problem will never be blamed on your head."

"Then what about the price?" Zhang Cheng was not a fool, he immediately saw through the other party's small abacus.

In any case, in order to successfully forge the sword in front of him, he has experienced nearly 20 failures, and only melted more than 150 gold dinars. Can't hold on to success.

As for the wasted time and energy, it cannot be measured in money. How can we not take the opportunity to recover some interest.

"I think five hundred gold dinars is a fairly reasonable price." Kane quietly offered a relatively low psychological price, and was ready to bargain.

Although he didn't know the exact cost of this sword at all, he could tell just from the inexhaustible energy eruption that he couldn't expect to win it without a few thousand gold dinars.

"Five hundred?!" Zhang Cheng, who was seriously short of research funding, nodded without hesitation. "make a deal!"

After all, no valuable materials were used in the process of making the short sword, but a little bit of mithril brought back from the world of Azeroth was mixed with ordinary knife steel to ensure that the hilt would not appear after the rune was activated. Also the embarrassing situation of disintegration together.

The real big head is the smelted gold dinar. Every time you try to make it, you must consume ten pieces. Five hundred pieces is already a huge profit of 5,000%. There is no reason to disagree.

What's more, the energy dagger forged with the help of the mysterious symbols in the notes, once you leave this world, you don't know whether it can be used normally. Before confirming this, it only has research value, not actual combat value.

"What... what?" Kane couldn't believe his ears, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Zhang Cheng thought that the other party was going to go back on it. He shoved the dagger into the old man's hand and said with a stern face: "I'm sorry, the item has been sold and will not be returned. Now please pay 500 gold dinars."

Feeling the biting chill emanating from the silver-white flames, Kane sighed in disbelief, took out a unique key from his jacket pocket and handed it over: "Here, a small bank called Osa on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, You take the key to any of the staff there, and they'll take you to the safe to get five hundred gold dinars."

"Banks? There are banks in the underground world?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Of course there are banks in the underground world! Please! It's the 21st century! We're not living in the dark Middle Ages hundreds of years ago!" Kane joked casually in a good mood.

If it weren't for something more serious, he would definitely return to his base to test the power of the dagger in his hand...