"A weapon? And what do you mean? You really didn't tease me? ”

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"That's because you don't know much, you know that there are self-aware weapons in the world, although they are not common, but there are many of them." The old man's expression is that you don't know how to speak.

"There is a kind of blacksmith in this world, who can inject his thoughts into the weapon when forging, so that the weapon can have its own consciousness, these weapons are strong and weak, but one thing is the same, that is, they will choose their own masters, and those who are not recognized by the weapon will not be able to exert the true power of the weapon, the selection criteria for each weapon are not very different, the most is the camp selection, and some will have special requirements. However, our inheritance weapon was specially created for that senior, and he naturally did not need any requirements to use this weapon freely. ”

"And what are our requirements for this weapon?"

"How do I know, that senior didn't leave a word, that's why no one has been able to use this weapon for so many years."

"Then why did you call me here?"

"Of course, it's to test you to see if you can meet the requirements, and if you can meet the requirements, it's best if you can meet the requirements. If not, then you will have to choose the next master or keeper among your future apprentices for it. The old man with the black hand said solemnly.

“…………”

"Can I refuse? I remember that you also have a lot of apprentices, how about leaving it to them. "Thoram wants to keep a weapon that is completely incapable of exerting power, and even if it is used as a normal war hammer, who will be the one if it is broken. And Solam still wonders if the old man is really fooling him.

Seeing Solam's distrustful eyes, the old man also sighed, when he was young, he also thought that Master's words were nonsense, if he hadn't traveled in the dwarf country - Tarendir, he really didn't know that this weapon had such a cheating setting.

"Damn, you still don't believe me."

"I believe in ghosts, the destruction hammer and my family's blood roar, how can they be more famous than this warhammer, how come I don't know what they want."

"!! It's said that this is a special weapon, and besides, even if I lie to you, I don't need to make such a big cost, not to mention, how much effort does it take to really build a war hammer like this, even the silk robe that wraps the war hammer I don't have a place to get it, although it is damaged, but you feel the residual power on this robe, you know that what I said is true or false. ”

It's not that the old man said that the black cloth wrapped in the war hammer is a magic robe, and Soram really can't see it, but if Soram feels it with his heart, he can really feel the power fluctuations from those silks, although it is completely different from the power of the elements. It should be the power of legendary magic. It seems that the old man really didn't lie, otherwise the next book would be too big.

"Besides, since ancient times, the shamans of our department have such a tradition, the master passed this treasure to his best apprentice, this is only the most popular apprentice of the master has the opportunity, how about it, are you my favorite apprentice, a little flattered, hahahahaha."

Seeing where the old man was taking care of himself, Solam was speechless, but it didn't hurt to try, anyway, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat.

Soram looked at this weapon a little thoughtfully, Soram felt that if this weapon really had its own consciousness, his "communication" ability would be useless, so he would do it if he thought of it, Soram picked up the warhammer, put the hammer body on his forehead, and began to use his "communication" ability to try to communicate with this warhammer.

Soram gathered all his attention and began to concentrate on communicating with the warhammer's consciousness.

Suddenly, everything around him began to fade away from Soram's senses, and a voice began to echo in Soram's heart.

“молния……。。”

“молнияможет……。”

Although he didn't know what this sentence meant, Soram's heart still involuntarily began to follow silently.

“молния。 может。 использовать。 молоток！！！！ ”

It seemed to the old man that Soram was now in a bad mood, and when he put the hammer on his forehead, he began to talk to himself inexplicably, and in a language he had never heard before, and then suddenly began to scream.

Just as Soram inexplicably uttered a sentence in a strange language, the runes on the war hammer began to burst out with strong light, and the hammer body began to flash with lightning, making the entire hammer seem to be surrounded by lightning.

The old man with the black hand was stupid when he saw this scene, he would even know about the pen, and Solam was admitted by this warhammer.

But to be honest, the Black Hand really didn't expect Soram to succeed, you must know that this warhammer has been passed down for hundreds of years, and no one has been able to successfully admit it. He gave the hammer to Soram, firstly, it was indeed because of tradition, as he said, and secondly, it was indeed to tease Soram, to make him eat and eat, and to retaliate against him for not being big or small all day.

Although he is indeed a tease as Soram said, even if he is a tease, he hopes that his apprentice will be more respectful to him.

"Damn, it's really done." Solam's surprise is no less than that of a black hand, after all, it is really a bit difficult for him, a traverser, to believe that the weapon has its own consciousness, but the facts in front of him have completely thrown the traverser's three views directly into the bottomless abyss, which is too non-materialistic.

"Quick, quick, see what this warhammer is all about." The old man was very excited at this time, knowing that this weapon had been in his hands for decades, and of course he was curious to death about the true power of this weapon.

After acknowledging the owner of this conscious weapon, the owner will be able to use the "observational attributes" to see the role of the weapon and the history of the weapon. If there are other magic weapons, they need to be identified by a senior blacksmith, or by using a zero-level trick "identification technique" of a mage.

It's not that the old man said it, Solam himself really doesn't know, there are so many ways in this.

However, after listening to the old man's words, Soram couldn't wait to use the "observation attribute", this weapon was given to Soram, which was Soram's own, and it was strange that he was not curious.

Warhammer: Mjolnir

Thor's hammer was forged by the dwarven master forge Kren Phil Copperbeard, and was created to reward an orc shaman of the Blackstone clan for defeating an Abyssal Minor Lord. As a token of gratitude to the benefactor who saved his clan, this weapon was created especially for the shaman, and Karen brought this idea to the weapon when he built it. Although he is unknown in the outside world, the master blacksmith with great skill died after the weapon was completed because of his hard work in building this war hammer, so he did not have time to tell the shaman the real name of this weapon, so this weapon can only be used by the shaman, and after that, no one can use this war hammer again.

Equipment ability: Allows the wielder to have great strength (Strength +2) and a stronger body (Constitution +2)

Also protects the wielder from ranged attacks such as arrows, darts, and slings (Protects against ranged damage).

Greatly increases the physical and magical protection of the wielder

Daily Lightning Strike (Level 6 Spell)

Lightning Bolt three times a day (level 4 spell)

Each attack deals powerful lightning damage

Special Abilities: Due to the will of Clen Phil Copperbeard, the Warhammer can only be recognized by the Warhammer if it is able to correctly call out its true name. This warhammer has the same stubbornness as the dwarves, and will never leave its master until he dies. (Every time it is thrown, it will automatically return to the owner)

When Soram saw this, his whole person was shocked, you must know that this war hammer is almost stronger than himself, you must know that he is a level 5 shaman and a level 6 warrior, according to the level of spells that this weapon can release, at least a level 11 mage can release it.

In particular, both strength and constitution are +2, which is also quite important for shamans, and Soram feels that he is definitely not worth comparing his strength to Krum now.

After Soram told the old man about the attributes of the war hammer, the old man went crazy with jealousy, if it weren't for Soram's knowing the old man's character, he would think that he was going to kill people and seize treasures.

In fact, Solam can also understand the old man, such a bullish thing, he has kept it as a treasure for so many years, but he can't use it, but it just changed hands to someone else, and it immediately worked, and the imbalance of mentality is inevitable, if he wants to change Solam, he himself probably can't accept it.

"So, you're so easily admitted by this warhammer?" The old man looked at Soram fiercely, knowing in his heart that it was not Solam's pot, but he was unhappy to see him.

"Uh...... "I can't call it easy, I'm very careful to communicate with this warhammer, but because of the ability, I can't tell the old man."

"What is your real name for those bird languages you just said?"

"Hmm" Solam thinks it's better to keep a low profile now, I don't know if this weapon is really in touch with the master's heart, the light and lightning on it are all gone, and they are no different from just now.

"Huh? Why did you wilt again? ”

"No, when it's not in use, it changes back, otherwise it's too conspicuous."

"No, you kid taught me that bird language too, I've been preserving it for so many years, I have to try it anyway, what does it feel like to hold this thing."

"Uh............."

"Uh,, you kid won't be so unrighteous, I'm also your teacher."

Soram looked at the old man's appearance, if he didn't give him a try, he would never give up, and said that this warhammer can only recognize one master at a time. But whatever, he won't lose a piece of meat anyway, let him try it, and let him die completely.

So I told him my real name.