Chapter 168: Weapons and Virgil. (Page 1/1)

Chapter 168:

You know, through the time with Richard, Ron also gradually understood.

Becoming a low-level wizard apprentice only requires the accumulation of one's own knowledge and meditation methods.

However, if you want to reach the official wizard or higher level, you must sacrifice to a special being and sign a special contract to sublimate your fixed life level.

For example, the Raven God of the Decayed Lands, the Wildfire Lord of the Fire Sanctuary, and the Silt Lord of the Forbidden Swamp.

While these transcendents gain power, they also pay an unimaginable price.

Flesh and blood, such as lifespan, or even the 'identity' of being a human being, or a deeper soul thought.

If it was Ron before, he would have thought about this kind of maybe and weighed the pros and cons before making the decision to minimize the damage.

But now, having merged the blood of the witch into one, he feels that this way of gaining great power through unfair trade is like chicken ribs to him.

You know, according to common sense, since there is a power that can be given, it can be easily taken back.

This is undoubtedly putting all of their fate on the other party.

Therefore, the power is still in your own hands to be real. Ron let go of his clenched fist, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. "It's not the power that you get through your own efforts, it's all illusory!"

Of course, even though the sublimation of the life level of the wizard needs to rely on those special beings.

But there are many other branches of the wizarding system that he can learn from.

After all, a wizard is essentially a transcendent being who exists in pursuit of truth.

In itself, a large amount of knowledge and information reserves are comparable to those of ordinary organizations and countries.

And the many branches of wizards, except for some very strict requirements, most of them actually only need to have wizard qualifications.

Even Ron might have found his own way through these wizarding branches.

For a moment, Ron unconsciously returned to the advice Richard had given him when he took in his students.

Moreover, as his vision improved, he also understood that in this world, in addition to wizards, there are many unknown power systems that can become transcendental.

It's just that in these systems, the first person he came into contact with was wizards, so he had a preconceived feeling.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about it at this time. ”

Shaking his head and shaking off the thoughts in his head, Ron turned his gaze to the messy arena.

Judging by the words of this scarlet spider princess just now, they must be fighting here for some kind of opportunity or treasure.

It's just that bad luck provoked him, and it was a complete tragedy.

"A land of danger and opportunity?"

After checking the special sign on the gladiatorial arena on the map, Ron paused, and quickly rummaged through it.

More than ten minutes later.

In the middle of the gladiatorial arena, in a huge tomb-like pit that he dug with his bare hands, Ron looked strangely at a pitch-black giant sword in the sarcophagus.

The giant sword was three meters long, the width of the door panel, lying quietly in the sarcophagus, exuding a cold and calm aura.

Of course, if it weren't for the hilt and blade, Ron would have thought at first glance that it was a huge iron plate with a rectangular blade.

"This should be the weapon used by the Giants, is that what those two guys are aiming for?"

Although it is not difficult to lift such an iron plate in terms of his strength, it is inevitably a little strange when used for combat or ordinary carrying.

After all, with a big iron plate on his shoulder, anyone will probably feel that his head is abnormal.

"It would be nice if it was smaller and made it a normal size. Ron thought unconsciously.

Maybe it really corresponded to his thoughts, just as he was thinking about grabbing the hilt of his sword to study what was so special about this giant's weapon.

The originally three-meter-long giant sword was rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As if controlled by an invisible force, in Ron's shocked look, the giant sword became the size of an ordinary longsword in a short time.

"It's... So amazing??"

With his hand in his grip on the hilt of his sword, Ron lifted it out of the sarcophagus with a 'buzz'.

He immediately noticed that although the size of the greatsword had changed, the weight did not seem to have changed at all.

Even his strength had a heavy feeling, as if he had touched an iron sword for the first time.

casually waved the small giant sword in his hand, and immediately there was a dull sound of 'whirring'.

It was as if Ron was not holding a sword, but a heavy iron rod.

And when Ron aimed the tip of his sword at a pitch-black stone, the blade slid into it as if it had slipped into a piece of tofu.

"It seems like I've had a lot of luck. ”

Looking at the long sword with only the hilt left in the stone, he had an unusually satisfied look in his eyes.

It was like a lucky coincidence that you immediately acquired this long sword, which could be large or small, as soon as she destroyed the weapon.

Of course, Ron could see through the malicious ability of the witch's blood, and he could clearly feel that there seemed to be an imperceptible faint aura in the body of this long sword.

It's like a special life.

It's just that this extremely weak life doesn't seem to have much malice towards him, but has a faint fear.

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