"Good sword!" Seeing the effect of the sword of the strong holy warrior, the military mage couldn't help but praise it, and everyone also praised it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They could clearly see that when the sword struck the stone, there was a slight flash of cold light on the blade, and then they slashed directly into it. This is neither the embodiment of the simple hardness and sharpness, nor the appearance of being sharp after absorbing the fighting energy, but as if the power of the fighting spirit is magnified.

For a strong hand like this paladin, who is not tall at half a height, such a sword is the most suitable. It's not usually obvious, but when it's actually used, it's extremely powerful, and it's just perfect.

Of course, it is extremely difficult to get such a sword. This kind of sword, which can effectively enhance the fighting spirit, but usually does not appear particularly sharp, requires very special materials, and even more requires quite clever skills. Generally speaking, only the descendants of those legendary powerhouses could be favored by their elders and obtain such a weapon.

There is a very colloquial name for a weapon like this, which is called "heirloom". It means that it can be passed from Lao Tzu to son, and son to grandson, which is not easy to attract thieves, and can be of great use at critical moments.

And this holy warrior has already made up his mind that if his child fights, he will pass on this sword to him in the future. If he doesn't fight, then the sword will be passed on to the next generation of paladins in the church. No matter what, I will never let it be dusted, or sleep with me in the ground.

Such a good sword should shine in battle!

He smiled, lifted the sword embedded in the stone, and wiped it carefully before pulling out the large sword that had been used in the scabbard behind his back and putting it in.

"It's a pity I used to have this one. He said with some regret, "It took years of savings to build, and the sword is mixed with a little Mithril, which is not only tougher, but also can be used as a shield against spells......

The military mage looked at it, smiled and said, "This Mithril is a lot of mixed with it...... If you don't mind it ruining, you might as well sell it to me. ”

Although he specializes in protective spells, he also has a lot of knowledge in alchemy and enchantment - but most of these mages who are willing to accept the lord's employment will specialize in these things, after all, for settled mages, alchemy and enchantment are the foundation of their survival. This great sword fell into his hand, and with some special technology, it was completely possible to refine it into a Mithril ingot containing some iron.

Despite the iron content, which reduces the purity of Mithril, for most weapons or armor, Mithril is originally mixed with steel, so it doesn't get in the way - in fact, if it is to be used to create armor, he will have to mix it with more steel to make up enough weight.

The sturdy paladin was stunned for a moment, looked at the sword in his hand, which had just gone through a big battle and had a slight gap, thought about it carefully, and then looked at his companions.

"Do any of you need it?"

"Come on, we can't use a sword this big. Another paladin said with a smile.

"I plan to take advantage of this time to make some achievements in the sweep of monsters, and maybe Your Majesty will also give me a sword. Another paladin said.

The other holy warriors also shook their heads, and seeing this scene, the stout holy warrior sighed, reversed his long sword, and handed the hilt forward to the military mage.

"It seems that it is really time to be eliminated. ”

The military mage smiled and let his retinue, a strong man who was serious and honest and had few words, take it.

"You can rest assured that the price will never lose you. He said, "If you have any rare booty, come to me." After this winter sweep, I'll stay at Darling. When the time comes, we will be neighbors, so we should be closer and closer. ”

With that, he took his retinue and walked away with the great sword in his hand, leaving only the thoughtful priests.

"What does he mean by this, Priest?" asked the youngest priest after a while, "how do I feel that he is trying to woo us?"

"It feels right, he's trying to win us over. The Kabbalah priest thought for a moment and said, "He probably thinks that the support of the lord alone is not enough, and he must have a force that is close to him and does not have a good relationship with the lord to make him more at ease." ”

"Why is that? Isn't he from the lord's side?"

"Who knows? Everybody has their own ideas. The Kabbalah priest smiled and shook his head, "Whatever he thinks, we just need to do our own thing." We are priests, people who serve His Majesty. Although we can't completely ignore all kinds of intrigues in the dust, we don't need to think too much about it. ”

The clergy nodded their heads and packed their things.

Today's big battle has exhausted everyone, and there is a lot of wear and tear on the equipment. The fatigue of the body has been eliminated in the bath of holy light after the sacrifice just now, but the maintenance of the equipment is still up to itself.

The Kabbalah priest didn't have much equipment to maintain, he stood next to the altar with his staff, staring in the direction of the sweeper's tent, silently pondering, and frowning.

(Why does a barony make so many troubles?What does this mage mean?Why did the baron find such a scheming person?)

He thought about it, and didn't feel a little headache.

(Alas, how could I have been sent to preside over a temple of the gods, and I am really not good at this!, Your Majesty, what are you thinking?, why did you promulgate that oracle?)

Sui Xiong naturally knew that the oracle he casually released at the beginning made Kabbalah, who had a bit of otaku attributes, feel miserable, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him. This kid is very lucky, and it is a waste of talent to shrink at home without going out to do things.

As for whether Kabbalah himself is happy or not, he doesn't bother to care about it, good iron is tempered to become steel, and heavy hammers are used to beat drums, and in the future Kabbalah will understand his painstaking efforts.

Right now, it's important to study that strange goblin chief.

The sacrifice he received was lying quietly in a clearing in the Kingdom of God at this moment, Sui Xiong looked at it, raised his tentacle and pointed at it, a ray of light fell, the goblin chief's body trembled violently, the missing flesh and blood quickly regrew, and the breath of life that had passed away also reappeared on its body.

After a while, it opened its eyes and stared blankly at the sight around it that it had never seen before.

A green round branch hung down, and something that didn't know what it was floated over, and looked at it with a look that made it very uneasy.

"The resurrection is not bad, but fortunately I just received its soul. Sui Xiong said with satisfaction, "The next thing is to try to analyze this strange innate ability through experiments, and finally transform it into a spell." ”

This sentence will determine the fate of the goblin chief for a period of time in the future, and it will be a tragic time without a daylight.

But...... Who calls it a thoroughly evil creature? But even a little bit of goodness would make a difference.

If it could know all this, it would probably sigh, "In the next life, I must be a good person!" (To be continued.) )