Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 761 Preparing for the Shadows III

After dinner, Bediville practiced the method of [the species of the sacred tree] outside the hotel's compound under the guidance of Ou Lin.

And Albert also packed up and planned to return to the room to continue counting.

The old man of Senezel waited in front of the door, and it was obvious that he was looking for Albert.

"What do you want to say?" Albert looked at the old man with hostility: "Is it because Brady asked you to come to me?"

"I don't want you to say, it is." The old man sneered sneerly: "I have an agreement with the wolf, although I don't want to, but at least let me help you."

"I do not need--"

"You don't want to accept his kindness, I can't control it." Senezer's landlord replied: "But I am just fulfilling my promise and doing what I have to do. Then I will show [that thing] to You see, if you want to accept that kind of power, it is up to you to decide. Is that okay?"

Albert frowned. Reluctantly, he was reluctant to accept the help of others, but the old man of Senezel was very stunned and spoke deliberately.

Driven by curiosity, Albert wondered what the old man could come up with.

"Well, I will take a look. Although I will definitely refuse." The big cat is pretending not to move.

"Are you sure you want to see it? Is it possible to be a curiosity to kill a cat?" The Sainzel landlord began to push.

"Do you want me to see or not to see?" The tiger was angry.

"Hey, come and talk to me." The old man sneered and turned away.

While the tiger is keeping up, the mouth is still cursing. He thought that the landlord would take him to a remote treasure chest, or a basement and the like. At the beginning of the race, Nesser’s old man only took a few steps and stopped at the end of a room at the end of the second floor.

"Hey, are you kidding?" Albert was disappointed. It was just a seemingly unremarkable room in front of him, just like the room he lived with in Bediville. How can such a place hide treasures?

"Oh, isn't it a joke, you will know it right away." Senezel did not go to the door, but turned to ask Albert: "What weapons are there in your hand?"

"arms?"

"Don't be arrogant, let me see it soon." The landlord urged.

Albert is more and more confused, I don't know what medicine is sold in the landlord's gourd. But he decided to take a look at the landlord's words first, and maybe there will be an explanation later.

The tiger took two long swords from the backpack. These two swords are the second treasures that the werewolf steals from the treasure room taught at dusk. The weapon itself does not have a particularly powerful enchantment, only a little increase in the effect of weapon hardness and sharpness.

However, their workmanship is very delicate and can be described by craftsmanship. Moreover, they are a perfect pair, the sword looks symmetrical and fit, and there is a specially constructed cornice in the middle of the sword that can be combined and waved as a double-edged sword.

Albert loved it, and when he was a treasure, he would rather not have other weapons with stronger enchantments, but also keep them.

This can be said to be a vase weapon. They are rarely used for combat, but they are highly praised in the collection of weapons. Some enthusiasts will even go out of their way to buy this exquisite weapon.

At the same time as taking out such weapons, Albert also expected to be teased by the old man. Because the use of this thing is not high, the average person does not know how to appreciate, only the owner of the weapon as a layman who does not know how to fight.

However, the face of the old man of Senezel has changed. From the previous funny laugh, suddenly became serious, seems to be seriously thinking about a problem.

"It turns out. I really have an idea." He even said one thing, it seems to be a compliment to Albert.

"Hah, what?" The tiger is even more confused.

"Where, this weapon is still antiques thousands of years ago, the atmosphere is very clean, not bad." The old man ignored Albert, and said a bunch of tigers could not understand.

"That, can you say something to people?" Albert couldn't stand it anymore, urging the old man to explain everything clearly.

"Call, come in and say." The Sainzel landlord took out the key and opened the door to the room.

The tiger glanced at the door from the open door. It was not a living room at all, but more like a certain kind of workshop.

Workshop for trimming weapons.

The landlord turned on the light without hesitation, and put down Albert's double sword in front of a machine: "I will ask you first, for a certain ceremony to be better, I intend to put these two swords. The enchantment on it is completely removed. Is this ok?"

Ayr is even more confused. It should be said that he is about to be overwhelmed by a lot of questions, and he is too lazy to think about the problem again. He replied casually: "Do it. It is not too important to enchant. It is a pity to get rid of it. But you have the means to remove the weapon. The enchantment?"

The tiger only knows that the enchantment on the weapon is added when the weapon is made. It is usually fixed at the moment the weapon is completed, and it is impossible to change it.

"Of course." The old man said confidently. He had already started the machine and placed the two swords in the huge container of the machine.

"First ask you a question, kid." He operated the machine, and some light blue light appeared in the huge container, and the light began to form a vortex.

"What do you know about [enchantment]?" Senezel asked casually.

"Oh, the enchantment is the enchantment." Albert explained with his poor knowledge: "It is to inject light into the weapon, make the weapon harder, sharper, and so on."

The old man sneered at the disapproval: "Although the understanding is very rough, there is nothing wrong with saying this."

Albert was not happy at the moment.

"There are two kinds of enchantments. One is the aura (photon) that is made by the craftsman who made the weapon when the weapon is made, and it is called [permanent enchantment].

This enchantment determines the natural ability of the weapon. As you said, make the weapon harder and sharper, even let the weapon bring flames, freeze and so on.

However, there is another enchantment. Or it is [temporary enchantment].

This is a kind of combat technique. It is usually not attached to the weapon. Instead, it is selected by the user during the battle to add extra effects to the weapon. "

auzw.com "I know. It's magic -"

"No, it's [surgery], not magic." The old man corrected, "If you want to say something, it should be a kind of [enchantment]. From [flame enchantment] to [thunder enchantment], there are various forms. [with magic] (enchantment)."

Larger blue vortices are produced at the ends of the container, and they begin to "snap" the photons in the two swords. The glowing particles fly out of the sword and are sucked away by the vortex.

"I still don't understand. What do you want to explain to me?" Albert looked at the enchantment on his two swords and slowly disappeared. He began to become a fan of iron, and the tiger began to regret it.

"I actually want to say that whether it is [permanent enchantment], in the final analysis, they are all human-made effects.

The power of things made by [people] is always limited. "

Hey. The machine began to sink. It **** up the enchantments in the two long swords and completely restores the two swords to a form without any enchantment, just like a piece of original iron.

"Okay, okay, it’s really clean." The old man took out two swords and took them in his hands. "There are such clean, old-fashioned antiquities, and they will be happy."

"They?" Albert looked down on his sword (now not a sword), more confused and asked with some anger: "Don't sell it! Just finish it!"

"Oh, don't worry, come with me." The old man went away again, and he was so angry that Albert had seven cigarettes, but the big cat became more and more curious, and he had to hold back the anger and keep up.

The old man of Senezer walked to the other room opposite the room and opened the door with a key. He said: "So, [with the magic] is just a man-made technique. It is a person, there must be someone's ability limit, it is impossible to let the weapon go beyond This limit."

He pushed the door open: "So, if it is attached to a weapon, if it is changed to a god?"

At the moment the room was pushed open, Albert only felt cold and could not help but tremble. That is the self-defense that most people should have. In the face of foreign bodies in the world, instinctively feel fear and rejection.

In the room in front of him, there was a group of white shadows, like ghosts, floating in the air -

No, it should be said that they are ghosts? These spirits have a vaguely human face, but they have long bodies, like white meteors, and huge fish.

"Oh, my God--" Ayr was scared to run almost like a leg.

Bedyville said it was a haunted hotel, and Albert was not convinced. But now, the evidence is in front of him. What is the ghost floating in front of you? !

"Come in." The old man walked in freely, and seemed to be not afraid of the ghosts: "The more you are afraid, the more the gods want to tease you. It seems to be comfortable."

Albert trembled again, and he could clearly feel what was touching his ass, but he was so scared that he didn't dare to look back.

Even after fighting the spirits several times, Albert still feels afraid of subconsciously. The spirit consisting of tangible things does not look so horrible, but the most terrifying thing is this kind of thing that swims like smoke.

"The **** Bediville, actually brought us to this ghost place." The tiger kept whispering cursingly: "I must make him look good tonight."

"You may not be able to pass tonight." The old man was eating and laughing, scared and maliciously, "Don't swear, give me the truth. In this room full of gods, the price of angering the gods is death - don't grind Come on, come in quickly."

"Yes, yes!" Ayr felt that he was pulling his tail. He was even more afraid. He had to be honest and walked into the room carefully.

bump! As soon as the tiger came in, the door behind him was heavily closed. It seemed to warn Albert that if he wanted to go out, he would be honest!

The old man of Senezer also took out two long swords that had just been purified and had no enchantment.

Like a tribute, he held these two "clean" antiquities on his head.

When he did this, the ghosts in the room gathered together, like a group of curious fish, sniffing and touching around the two swords, and testing the two antiquities.

"Okay, come over, let the gods observe you well," the old man said.

"It won't be" Albert has a bad feeling.

"Yes, undress and let them check your whole body."

"Oh, that-" Elbert wanted to swear, but he quickly remembered the embarrassment of the old man, not swearing.

The tiger reluctantly took off his shirt.

The ghosts began to surround. Albert only felt dozens of cold hands on his chest, belly, and back.

"Hey!" The tiger narrowed his eyes and tried not to feel these weird things: "Do you say that this really makes sense?"

"Of course." The old man has put down two swords and slowly retreats in the direction of the door: "What I want to give you is a higher level than [enchantement] - [Attachment] (animazation)."

"Attach, attached spirit?"

"Do not use artificial aura (photons), but the magical gods attached to the weapon." The old man explained: "The weapon with the gods will have powerful and unmatched power, which is a common enchanting weapon." Unmatched."

"Yes, is it?!"

"However, it depends on your own creation." The old man sneered. "Whether lend you strength, whether you will be in the arms, they are all self-proclaimed. If you are lucky, there may be one or two gods willing to borrow." For you; if you are not lucky, the gods don't like you, or don't like the weapons you owe - they may tear you apart."

"What? Wait--" Albert remembered the scarle at this time, but the old man of Senezer had already pulled out of the room and turned off the lights in the room.

After turning off the lights, this dark room was even more horrible. From the walls and ceilings of the room, countless ghosts began to wander around Albert. The tiger only felt that something was pulling his tail, tearing his pants off, and countless hands groping around him.

"Ah-!" Elbert made a strange voice: "What hotel are you here? It's weird!"

"Hotel?" The voice of the old man of Senezel came from outside the door: "This is not a hotel. It is my idiot brother who said that I want to take you in, so I made room for you."

My home is not [hotel] but [shop]. A shop that sells [God to people] or [sells people to the gods]. "

"What?!" The whole body was stroking with wonderful power, and Albert made a stranger voice: "You sold me?!"

"So," the voice of the old man is getting smaller and smaller, and he seems to have gone far: "I wish you a good time."

More ghosts (evil spirits) come from all directions, and play the body of Albert. Aier gradually became hot in the turmoil and stimulation, and felt suffocated at the same time. He quickly lost consciousness.