Chapter 42: Enchanted Weapons

"The winner of this battle is Miss Cordia from the Derico family!"

The host loudly announced the name of the winner, which once again aroused the enthusiasm of the crowd. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In contrast to the noble seats, which were completely silent, the commoners shouted the names of the victors with joy.

And the female warrior named Cordia, also with a faint smile on her face, she is the female warrior of the Derico family.

At this moment, she was waving to the crowd, and in terms of strength, she was also one of the most powerful high-ranking warriors in the Derico family.

And the Marquis de Derrico family has always been one of the core member families in the Penny family's faction, and its strength should naturally not be underestimated.

Especially under the leadership of a figure like the Marquis of Andiris, its great power cannot be underestimated.

"It was Miss Cordia who won! So! Which brave warrior will want to challenge her next? ”

The presiding priest shouted, not the slightest neglect of the presiding work, this is an unusual ritual with the meaning of sacrificing to the gods.

"I'll come."

As soon as the priest's words fell, a crisp but cold female voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came from.

I saw a person wrapped in a gray robe, slowly walking down the steps of the entrance, and the figure came to the square in an instant.

She did not wear sturdy armor like the previous warriors, she was dressed very simply, with nothing but a cloth robe.

However, except for the civilians, the professionals understood that although this person looked very simple, the dangerous aura that was not deliberately leaked from his body made the bodies of the middle and lower warriors tense.

Warriors, both male and female, did not notice the presence of this woman until then.

"You are?"

The priest frowned slightly, and asked without hesitation the first time he saw her.

At the same time, she glanced at the nobleman's seat, as if guessing which family she was.

And the other party also answered directly.

"I'm Ozel. A warrior under Lord Samael. ”

"The Samaels are they? …… And your name? ”

"I don't have a name to report."

In the face of the priest's question, the gray-robed woman replied calmly and indifferently, and there was no expression in her face covered by the mask.

"Just call me number 12."

The gray-robed woman uttered a salutation similar to a number.

"So, then............ Next, it's up to the ...... from the Samael family On the 12th, challenge Miss Cordia of the Derico family. ”

Seeing the gray-robed woman in her designated position, the priest shouted:

"The battle begins!"

The trumpet blew violently.

As early as the gray-robed woman came to power, Cordia had already raised her vigilance, as an experienced warrior, she could clearly sense that the other party's aura was a little strange, the other party was obviously a stalker, but it was blatant, and her intuition told her that the female assassin professional in front of her seemed to have some kind of danger hidden in her.

At this moment, although she was standing in front of her, she didn't feel the slightest breath at all.

That's right, that's a good fit for a stalker of her calibre.

However, the murderous aura is very obvious?

A stalker's words should be more able to restrain his murderous aura, right? Moreover, why is there such a murderous atmosphere? The Samael family is ready to make a move on the Pennys? Want to cut off Derico's power first?

Even though she was very experienced, she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Although Cordia was a little confused, she still instantly retracted her mind and focused on facing the opponent in front of her.

Regardless of anything else, since the other party is a stealth professional, then he should have a strong ability to block the breath.

It is necessary to guard against sneak attacks and petty means.

Cordia thought to herself, the sword in her hand slightly sideways in front of her.

For her, making this move shows that Cordia is absolutely serious at the moment, and she intends to show her strength without reservation.

As a member of the Derico family, a warrior experienced in combat.

In the face of this situation, there is naturally no intention of just defeating the other party.

The murderous aura emanating from the opponent's body was not intended to end the competition.

If you fail, you may die.

Cordia concluded.

Looking at Cordia in front of her, the corners of the gray-robed woman's mouth curled up slightly.

A smile flickered, and then, with a slight flip of her wrist, she grasped a short dagger under her robe.

A slight, but inexplicably exquisite, quaint clang, sounded, deliberately slashed over the edge of the dagger sleeve.

The dagger was held in the hands of the gray-robed woman.

Under the bright and warm sunlight, it exudes an icy glow.

What is even more unexpected is that in the center of the dagger, there is a purple-black gem, and the lines are wound downward along the blade of the dagger.

Enchanted weapons!

Seeing the sword, Cordia's face became more serious.

Although, enchanted weapons are not so precious that they "can't afford to sell them".

However, it is really difficult to find a weapon that can withstand enchantment, and it also needs to be an enchanted weapon that fits with itself.

If it doesn't fit with yourself, then this enchanted weapon is harmful to yourself, although it can cause a lot of damage to the enemy, but the damage you receive is definitely not shallow.

Not to mention the elusive stuff of legendary weapons.

For Cordia, there was no difference between a legendary weapon and an artifact—she hadn't seen it before, and she couldn't touch it.

Except for those who have been working for the nobles for many years and have made great contributions, with the help of the nobles, they have found enchanted weapons that can match their own attributes.

Many professionals dream of having an enchanted weapon that suits them.

However, even if the same magician uses the same material and the same spell energy, the magic weapons produced are completely different, and there is no law at all.

So, unfortunately, although the number of powerful enchanters who can create enchanted weapons is by no means rare, there are too few people who can actually use them.

As a result, even though the enchanted weapon wasn't very expensive, it still didn't sell a few pieces.

Everyone tried, but nothing fits.

Moreover, those magicians are not sold by everyone, these mages also think very highly of themselves, how can they put their stalls outside like those hawkers and let people try them?

Under the vicious circle, mages are reduced in the production of enchanted weapons.

The fewer people who can find the right enchanted weapon for themselves.

Moreover, even if you know which enchanted artist to make it, you will only have the opportunity to buy an enchanted weapon that suits you at a high price from someone who has a certain good relationship with the enchanter.

If you change to a profession that has no way out, even if they pay a high price, it will never be possible to buy what they want.

And the female stalker in front of her actually has an enchanted weapon that suits herself?

After seeing the short dagger in the hands of the gray-robed woman, not only the professionals exclaimed, but even the nobles and priests in the audience all looked solemn.

The professionals frowned and looked at each other with envy and solemnity in their eyes.

In fact, the current scene is indeed unexpected.

They didn't expect it to be so coincidental.

I met someone with an enchanted weapon.

Now, the appearance of enchanted weapons has forced others to revise their opinions on this battle.

Outside the stadium, people's thoughts were flying.

And in the field, after seeing the gray-robed woman show off her weapon, Cordia, who looked solemn, did not intend to give up.

"Although the enchanted weapon is cherished, it will not greatly increase the strength."

Cordia thought.

"Still, try to avoid getting hurt by enchanted weapons."

After enchanting, the weapon can exert more lethality in the hands of the professional of the physical profession than the spell of the mage.

"However, only if you hit."

She first gestured to the other party and nodded slightly.

"So, please advise!"

"You're welcome, you're going to lose anyway."

In the face of Cordia's words, the gray-robed woman's tone was still so cold and bland.

This also made Cordia secretly angry in her heart, she was just polite, hoping that each other could have a good ending, not too much.

However, this guy is so faceless, so obvious ridicule and provocation, he just doesn't take himself seriously.

"Sure enough, that murderous aura is not fake. But let me see the power of enchanted weapons! ”

Thinking of this, Cordia was no longer polite, and with a coquettish shout, she waved her long sword and attacked the gray-robed woman with all her might.

Her lithe body was slightly forward, and she swung her long sword in her right hand, picking it up at her target from the bottom up.

This is a very common basic swordsmanship of swordsmen on the Bright Continent, because it is easy to change different attack methods in the middle, and it is often used as a way to get the first opportunity.

In the face of this move, the other party will most likely retreat because of caution, whether she retreats or not, as long as there is a slight change, she can temporarily gain the first opportunity.

However, in the face of Cordia's attack, the gray-robed woman in front of her obviously did not show any kind of action.

She leaned over slightly, and the hand holding the dagger quickly pressed in front of her—and she rushed out!

Like a flash of gray lightning, the figure of the gray-robed woman disappeared in place, and instantly appeared in front of Cordia, and the dagger slashed diagonally from the air, meeting Cordia's sword.

ps: Speaking of which, tomorrow, the comeback's DNF official novel "The Last Apostle" will come out, and I'll go back to the pit in vain~