"Tyrannical, take it out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The woman in the purple dress whispered to the child next to her.

"Don't give it!"

The child demon shadow seemed to shake his head very strongly, but in the face of the gentle gaze of the woman in the purple dress, he gradually lowered his head.

"Hmph, wait until I can beat you!"

The child muttered, and suddenly opened its mouth to spit out something, and then threw it into the purple-dressed woman's hand.

Jerry on the other side couldn't help but light up, and it was the black trident of the Blood Demon that was spit out by the child's shadow.

Before, that guy detonated the god-given weapon and scared everyone away, but then the power that was far from the level showed that he was just using a trick and then planned to take the opportunity to escape.

The woman in the purple dress looked at the jet-black trident in her hand, and her eyes looked very strange. There was familiarity and strangeness, nostalgia and disgust, and then she withdrew her gaze and tossed the jet-black trident at Jerry.

"I gave it to you. The woman in the purple dress said dryly.

Jerry only felt his heart beat wildly, this was a god-given weapon, although it was not powerful because of the death of its master, the blood demon, but the material itself was genuine. Whether it is the purest Mithril or the rare dark gold in the world, all of them belong to the kind that has a price but no market, and ordinary people can't buy it with money.

The most precious part of it is called the Divine Essence, which is said to come directly from the condensation of divine power, and thus the unique extraordinary power of the God-given weapon has been achieved. As for the price, it's truly priceless.

If he finds a weapon forger that is powerful enough, and at the same time satisfies some of the requirements that Jerry can't think of now, and meets certain conditions that are being cited as top secret by the major temples, he may even be able to use this broken jet-black trident to create another god-given weapon.

Boom!

"Ahh

Grabbing the jet-black trident in his hand, Jerry suddenly exclaimed.

At the same time that the jet-black trident fell into his hands, the broken god-given weapon suddenly changed, and the halberd body twisted like a liquid, and then re-condensed in an instant, turning into a round metal ball.

"This ......"

Jerry was stunned, thinking that the God-given weapon was really magical, and he was struggling with how to bring this thing back and keep it, so it became like this very empatheticly.

But seeing the woman in the purple skirt, she smiled slightly and said, "I think you may not like the way it is, so I smelted it a little." ”

Jerry was still stupid, and the woman in the purple dress chuckled, "What? If you like the way it was, I'll change it back." ”

"Well, don't. ”

Jerry was taken aback and quickly rejected the other party's kindness.

Although the black trident was amazingly powerful, it was too conspicuous for him to use or take away, and even if he did, he still needed to ask someone to help smelt it into materials and rebuild it.

Now what the woman in the purple dress did just saved him the most troublesome step, and it was too late for him to be happy, how could he let the other party change back.

The reason why he was so shocked that he couldn't speak just now was that he was frightened by the woman in the purple skirt who instantly smelted the god-given weapon.

In his impression, not to mention that it is a top-level product like a god-given weapon, but any weapon and equipment with a higher level needs to be smelted by the foundry masters to invest a lot of energy and time, and he has never heard of someone who can complete it in an instant, and it is still a weapon of this level of God-given weapon as raw materials.

And now, his shock was even more - this person seemed to be able to change the material back to the appearance of the jet-black trident, could she be a god?

"Flutter!"

The woman in the purple dress smirked, even more charming in the faint mist.

"I'm just kidding, even if you try to change it back to that, I can't help it," she said. Well, even though this thing is just a replica of a god-given weapon. ”

"Well, it scared the hell out of me. ”

Jerry patted his chest and looked like he was breathing a sigh of relief.

Maybe as long as the strength is strong, you can smelt God-given weapons and equipment, and it is not impossible to take a very short time, but you have to change back...... Isn't that equivalent to recreating a god-given weapon and equipment, if the woman in the purple dress can even do this kind of thing, then she is afraid that she is really a god herself.

"You don't seem surprised?" the woman in the purple dress tilted her head slightly, looking at Jerry with some curiosity.

"You mean to imitate God-given weapons, what is there to be surprised about. ”

Jerry laughed, he was indeed not surprised, and they had already decided that the black trident was a god-given weapon when everyone had already judged it.

How noble a god-given weapon is, the importance of just one weapon can surpass that of the vast majority of the big people in the temple and the royal family, how can it appear in the body of a mere demon shadow.

Now, it's just that the woman in the purple dress has directly pointed it out.

Jerry carefully loaded the metal ball into his backpack, barely feeling any weight on his body. This is the wonder of Mithril and Dark Gold, when these two rare metals are fused together, their weight disappears mysteriously, and then the weight of the molded equipment can be easily adjusted with some auxiliary materials, and it is said that it can be as light as it is now, or it can be heavy enough to easily crush a small mountain.

Finally put away the God-given weapon materials, Jerry looked up at the woman in the purple dress, and there was more inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

From the initial anticipation to the surprise and surprise later, it is only now that he has really calmed down. And once he calmed down, he quickly sensed that the other party's approach was somewhat unreasonable.

No matter from any point of view, the woman in the purple dress with the dark power is a hostile to herself in the Cult of Light, a natural enemy, and she has no reason to give such a precious thing to herself.

Now the face of the woman in the purple dress seemed to be a little whiter than just now, obviously smelting the god-given weapon in an instant, and she did not choose the ease she appeared on the surface.

Why would she do it?

Or what is she doing it for?

Jerry looked at the woman in the purple dress and was speechless for a moment.

Although he had guessed that the other party might have retained some of his original consciousness, so he repeatedly helped out of gratitude for wanting to help at that time.

But Jerry knows very well that this reason is not valid, in his opinion, it is only the first time that the woman in the purple dress has let go of herself, and she has already paid off the "kindness" that has not come true. Later, it would be nice for her not to be hostile to herself and others for the same reason, and where did she need to send such a valuable thing to herself.

The woman in the purple dress seemed to have an innate ability to see through other people's minds, and as soon as she reached out and lifted the child Shadow up, she said to Jerry, "If you want to ask why, I think I like to see something different." ”

"A different future?"

Jerry was pondering what the purple-dressed woman's words meant, and the figures of the two men had faded into the mist.

"Wait!"

Jerry screamed, but saw the woman in the purple dress shake her head and said, "After that incident, maybe we will never see each other again, or maybe we can meet again." Who knows what's going to happen in the future, but it's more interesting if no one knows, right? ”

Jerry suddenly felt that this one was a bit like a philosopher, and that any word he could make people scratch their heads.

In the last moments before the woman in the purple dress and the child's shadow disappeared completely, he vaguely heard another sentence, but he was almost certain that he could hear it with his ears.

"Friends are not always friends, hostile relationships are not infallible, what difference does it make between light and darkness in the face of eternal destruction......

The mist cleared, and Jerry was stunned to find that he was standing in the ranks of the Wild Lions, and everyone except him, including Captain Mongo, was asleep.