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Chapter 886 - 301. I just casually assigned a task, and you actually managed to get it done?_3

Chapter 886: 301. I just casually assigned a task, and you actually managed to get it done?_3

The effect can stack.

When the effect is active, it can grant the weapon an additional anti-demon property, or it can be released all at once to inflict massive damage on enemies when the ebony stone is saturated with spirit substance.

Current accumulation of spirit substance: none.

Maximum accumulation of spirit substance: 100% of the ebony stone’s capacity.

Creator: Broken Sword Master, Hundred Forging Big Horse

Item Description:

"Its birth is an incredibly fortuitous accident, a crude imitation concocted by combining mysterious inscriptions in the most brutish and ignorant manner—a task even a Jackal and Wolf could accomplish. But, congratulations are in order nonetheless, for you now possess a ’psychic weapon’ in the truest sense of the term.

Perhaps you could give it a name to commemorate this moment."]

"It can be named, huh."

Wumeioge caressed the weapon in his hand.

His hidden quest chain had met the conditions and moved on to the next step. Before taking the item to Sir Morphy to complete the task, Wumeioge said to the Broken Sword Master:

"You made it, so you should name it. Don’t all smiths like to name their creations?"

"Er, I normally only name the works I feel proud of. It’s a tradition in our trade."

Broken Sword Master stroked his chin and hesitated while looking at the weapon in Wumeioge’s hand, then said:

"But considering this thing is indeed the first psychic weapon we made by ourselves in the game, giving it a name as a form of remembrance is acceptable. Let me discuss it with my brother first."

A few minutes later, the voice of the Broken Sword Master resonated from the forge, shouting:

"Let’s call it ’Scorpio’ then. We won’t see you off, as we need to continue crafting for Stick Brother’s team, especially to try out these new inscription combinations we’ve just learned."

"What kind of crap name is that."

Wumeioge immediately regretted not naming it himself, his face clouding over as he looked at the "Scorpio · Desire Devil’s Blade Imitation" in his hand.

These craftsmen’s thought processes really were baffling at times; he simply couldn’t fathom why a vampire-style single-handed sword should be called "Scorpio."

What, does he think it’s about bursting cosmic energy or something?

Then why not just outright name it "Pegasus" or "Meteor Fist"?

Despite his complaints, the completion of the hidden task still brought him joy. Wumeioge promptly mounted his horse and eagerly rushed back to the Blood Eagle Corridor to knock on Sir Morphy’s office door.

Seeing Wumeioge enter triumphantly, holding a sword that resembled Necessary Evil to quite an extent, Sir Morphy was likewise taken aback.

Honestly, when he had found that weapon design schematic, a whimsical invention of some vampire, in the Family Guardian’s armory and handed it over to Wumeioge as a "hidden item," his intention was simply to punish the guy who’d been spreading wild rumors.

He had never actually thought it would be possible to create the thing.

The Grand Duke of Cui Si had emphasized more than once that the Desire Devil’s Blade, belonging to the "Miracle Creations" from before the era, was part of the grand works. The consensus among all the craftsmen on the continent was that such "miracle" named artifacts could not be replicated.

The power they held was far beyond the current manufacturing standards of the continent. The furthest any had gone in this regard was the Avalon Church.

The Elders’ Council of Gramo had spent hundreds of years to create 150 imitation Sacred Blades, yet not a single one embodied even a trace of the essence of The Tri-Sacred Blades of Oak’s power.

Of course, any smith could replicate the appearance, but what was the point if that’s all there was to it?

"Your command has been executed, Sir Morphy. My fellow blacksmith brothers and I have spent an unimaginable amount of time and resources, and finally, we are able to present such a piece to you."

Meow Brother placed the "Scorpio" on Morphy’s desk, and as the Vampire Lord stretched out a hand to touch the blade, Morphy’s eyes brightened at the sight of its name.

"Scorpio? A good name! Is it derived from some mysterious power beyond the heavens?"

"Ah?"

Meow Brother’s eyes widened.

So, you understand the wild ideas of craftsmen?

Ah yes, yes, yes, so you’re all intellectuals, and I’m the only dunce here.

"Indeed, I must admit that the effort you’ve put into this is beyond my imagination."

Morphy instantly recognized that the magic of the sword lay in the ebony stone at the tail of the hilt.

However, there was a reason this material was not used for weapon forging in the past centuries; its tendency towards Spiritual Energy and mystery did not mesh well with steel. It was hard to imagine how two little blacksmith players managed to integrate the ebony stone into this weapon.

"I need to present it to the Grand Duke of Cui Si for appreciation and to complement the missing functionalities of this sword."

Holding Scorpio aloft, Morphy rose to his feet and said to Meow Brother:

"You may go about your business. I’ll inform you when there is news."

"Ding"

The hidden task chain advanced another link.

Although Meow Brother had put in a lot of effort without any tangible return so far, it did not prevent him from anticipating wonderful task rewards.

Thus, he obediently left, ready to return after the designated 72-hour waiting period to collect his reward.

Morphy didn’t deceive him and went straight to Cui Si with the sword.

The already drunken Blood Vulture Duke, who had been boasting with the members of the Appetite Relief Party on the forum, scoffed at the sight of the sword. She pursed her lips and said:

"These are inscriptions from blacksmiths of the Kalem Ancient Country. Although I’m no expert, I have seen many exotic weapons from there. Your blacksmiths probably didn’t understand the meaning of these ancient runes and started imitating them rashly. But I have to say, they’re in luck and somehow managed to discover a high-level rune combination effect.

Not bad.

It’s better than the standard-issue weapons. As an imitation of a Demon Sword, although it’s lacking in quality and functionality, it’s perfect for the young warriors we have now."

"No, it’s missing the final step."

Morphy gestured to awaken Necessary Evil, allowing the Demon Sword to circle around him like a flying fish for two rounds before stopping in his palm. He said to Cui Si:

"Since it’s an imitation of a Demon Sword, then it must emulate the essence of one. Didn’t you say you have an Alchemy Art System that could apply the ’Activation Skill’ to the weapon?

This is beyond their current abilities, so you’ll help them complete it."

"I’m busy, no time."

"100 bottles of wine... You know, they are willing to pay a lot for a cool activated weapon. I assure you, if you start offering this service, your Alchemy Cottage will immediately find new avenues for profit growth. And personally, I think you’re not going to run out of fine wine in the future.

This just happens to serve as a symbol of the identity of the New Blood Vulture Clan, a unique racial gameplay..."

"Emmm, just leave it there, come back and pick it up after some time."