Chapter 403 Sapphire Weapons
"Hey, Theo, don't be impulsive."
When Zhang Yang told him his plan, Tang Ke was shocked. He pulled him aside and whispered, "Cultists are abominable, there is no doubt about that. If we encounter them, no one will be vague. But for the two of us, going to find a group of cultists is a bit too long. I suggest that we should go to Sarion first and recruit a team of mercenaries."
"Do you have dinars?" Zhang Yang asked.
"No, not even one, but we can start as mercenaries. After a few missions, maybe we can go and settle accounts with these bastards." Tonks changed the concept easily.
Zhang Yang nodded. After all, this was true. Cult cultists were not easy to deal with, especially when they might have the ability to summon demons.
"Let's go."
With a sigh, they could only move on.
The Royal City of Sarleon was grand, magnificent and inviolable to Tonks, but it was just an ordinary place to Zhang Yang. However, the local customs and culture here were quite nice.
The economy here is relatively developed, and the war with the Dasya people does not seem to have affected this place. At least the crowds bustling on the streets do not seem to be in a panic at all.
However, Zhang Yang keenly noticed that there were four or five caravans lingering outside the city gate. Their carts had been loaded with goods, but they had not set out yet.
"This is it, the most famous Lion Tavern in the capital. Almost all mercenaries come here to find work. Those bards also like to stay here the most. They write down the adventures of many mercenaries and sing them throughout the continent of Pendor. When I was a child, my biggest wish was to be an adventure hero. You know, that is almost the most powerful and legendary mercenary in the whole continent."
Tonks took Zhang Yang around the city and finally came to an old district. The Lion Tavern he mentioned did not look special from the outside. It was just a low two-story building. On the left was a livestock pen where war horses could be stored, and on the other side was a pigsty where more than a dozen fat pigs were raised. But the taste was really terrible.
"Is it all right to leave my horse here?"
Zhang Yang asked cautiously. He had noticed many covetous glances along the way, and he was worried that his horse would be lost after sitting in the tavern for a while.
"No way, that's impossible. The Lion Tavern has an excellent reputation, although it is a bit dirty here."
Tonks covered her nose and promised to let Zhang Yang lead the warhorse over. There was a man who looked like a savage in the livestock pen. He was tall and wore tattered clothes. He was responsible for taking care of the horses.
"Locke, give me a good meal and I'll pay you later."
Tonks ordered, he knew the place well.
"Don't underestimate him. Locke is very good at taking care of animals. Besides, he is also a great driver."
Zhang Yang nodded to the horse breeder Locke, and followed Tonks into the Lion Tavern. As soon as he entered, he found that the place was unexpectedly spacious, and there was an underground floor with an area of 1,000 square meters, and there were hundreds of people bustling about.
There was even a platform for gladiatorial combat in the center.
"Come on, let's go exchange some silver dinars first."
Tonks took Zhang Yang to a corner where there was a door. When they opened it, they found a weapons shop. It was much quieter here, with only an old man with a mustache and a customer who was choosing weapons.
"Old Watu, your business has come to you."
Tonks laughed and slammed the bag of armor on the wooden counter. Both of them were poor now and their weapons were lost on the battlefield. Now they could only sell Tonks' armor.
"So, little Tonks, are you a deserter?"
The old man with a mustache smiled, opened the bundle, and revealed the standard armor inside. He didn't dare to sell this thing openly, but it was okay here.
"It's a good item, but it's damaged in many places, so as usual, 50% off, 800 silver dinars."
"Hey, old Watu, don't go too far. This is not my first time here. I know your rules. So, I don't want the silver dinars. My friend and I will exchange some weapons from you."
Tonks pointed at Zhang Yang.
"Okay, you can choose any three items from the left shelf, and you can only choose two items from the right shelf. If you go to the warehouse to choose, I can let you choose any six items."
"I just want a heavy halberd, and let my friends choose the rest."
Tonks already had a goal in mind, so he went straight to the shelf on the right and picked out a heavy halberd that was more than two meters long. This was his best weapon and he would definitely not change it.
"If I go to the warehouse to choose, how many pieces can I choose?"
Zhang Yang asked at this time.
"Three."
"Four pieces, old Watto, don't be too unreasonable. Don't I know what kind of junk you have in your warehouse?" Tonks bargained.
"Okay, then four pieces." The old man with a mustache smiled and agreed.
"Theo, go and choose. I'll wait for you outside."
"good."
At this time, Old Watu opened another door and said, "Young man, remember to be quick and don't be dazzled by the choices."
The warehouse was very dark and there were a lot of broken weapons inside. After Zhang Yang went in, he was surprised to find a white-haired old man inside who was slowly sorting out these broken weapons.
"What kind of weapon would you like to choose?"
"Throwing stuff."
"Oh? Is it a throwing knife, a dart, a javelin, or a spear?"
"I'm not sure. I have to see what suits me." Zhang Yang said. He is now a level 4 thrower with a proficiency of 205. This is already very impressive and must be used as a trump card, so he cannot be careless.
But the characteristics of throwing weapons determined that he had to prepare more. Otherwise, would the enemy allow him to pick up the thrown javelin during the battle?
"Interesting, very confident young man, come and take a look." The old man turned around and came back with a bunch of throwing weapons in a few moments.
"Here are 10 assassin's throwing knives, but they are all rusty, chipped, and bent. If you want one, you can have one."
"This is a set of Dasha war darts, six in total, but they are also bent."
"This is a set of long javelins, five in total. They are in pretty good condition. If they are replaced with wooden handles, I guarantee that their power will not be reduced."
"As for these, they are long javelins that are special products of the ancient empire. Ordinary people cannot control them."
Zhang Yang carefully looked at these throwing weapons and asked, "Are there any heavier ones?"
"Huh? Well, there really is one, but I don't think you can use it." The old man opened his cloudy eyes, looked at Zhang Yang for a few times, and then took out another dusty box. There were only two javelins in it, but these were obviously different from the previous ones, because their tips had very exaggerated edges and corners, as ferocious as shark teeth.
There is no doubt that if hit by such a javelin, it will directly blast a bowl-sized hole in the enemy's body.
But at the same time, if the throwing force is not strong enough, such a javelin will not cause any damage at all.
"Hehe, this is a javelin imitating the Devil's Spear. It's a custom weapon for the Black Spear Knights of Boynebrug City. It's called the Bloodthirsty Javelin, and it's made of pure iron. Even the strongest armor can be pierced with it with one strike. However, people without real skills can't use it. Of course, if you want it, you need to reforge it."
Zhang Yang pulled out a twisted bloodthirsty javelin, his heart filled with joy, but it was not because of the bloodthirsty javelin itself, but because of the Wanderer System's prompt at this time.
"Collected 0.1 units of demon blood. This substance is a supernatural item in this world and can be used to enchant items."
Zhang Yang suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and took out the second bloodthirsty javelin. This one was also twisted, as if it was destroyed by some force. Then, the Wanderer system collected another 0.1 unit of demon blood.
"Thank you, but I'd like to see some other weapons."
Zhang Yang smiled and began to search quickly in the warehouse. The weapons here were undoubtedly eliminated from the battlefield, so there might be other weapons stained with the blood of demons.
Facts have proved that Zhang Yang's guess was correct. Perhaps it was because killing a demon would cause irreversible damage to the weapon, so there were many similar weapons eliminated here.
After a while, Zhang Yang collected a total of 2.4 units of demon blood.
It wasn't until he took out a notched dagger that different information emerged.
"Collected 0.1 units of elven blood. This substance is a supernatural item in this world and can be used to enchant items."
Zhang Yang was overjoyed, he felt he had made a profit.
For the next half hour, he searched the entire warehouse of scrap weapons, and finally, under the old man's disdainful gaze, he selected a set of rusty assassin's throwing knives, a set of bent ancient imperial javelins, a broken cavalry shield, and a notched long sword.
These weapons are not of high value, but Zhang Yang collected a total of 5.3 units of demon blood and 1.2 units of elf blood, which is a profit.
When they came outside, Tonks had been waiting for a long time and had negotiated a mercenary business. After Zhang Yang came out, they signed the mercenary contract together and each received a commission deposit of 30 silver dinars.
This is a caravan heading to Singal and will set off early tomorrow morning.
So after getting some food, Zhang Yang asked for a room on the pretext of needing to rest, while Tonks was busy drinking the wine in her glass, chatting and bragging with the mercenaries, and flirting with the women in the tavern.
After returning to the room and locking the door, Zhang Yang first took out the assassin's flying knife. This thing is not very useful on the battlefield. As the name suggests, it is for normal use.
These 10 assassin throwing knives were rusty and not very sharp. They were only 15 centimeters long and weighed about 300 grams. Zhang Yang tried them and found that they were very effective within 20 meters, except that they could not penetrate armor.
After some thought, he used the Wanderer System, consumed 1 unit of demon blood, and enchanted the ten assassin's throwing knives. The final effect was that the damage increased from the original 30 stabs to 38 stabs.
Zhang Yang was surprised by this effect, so he simply consumed another unit of demon blood, and this time the effect was different.
Among them, the damage of three assassin's throwing knives increased to 40 stabs, the damage of three throwing knives increased to 42 stabs, and the damage of three assassin's throwing knives remained unchanged. The damage of the last assassin's throwing knife increased to 45 stabs.
Looking at the assassin's flying knife that exuded a cold and murderous aura, Zhang Yang became excited. He felt that his previous ideas were wrong. Without saying a word, he consumed a unit of demon blood and used it all on this assassin's flying knife.
In an instant, a cloud of black smoke rose up, and there was a faint whisper of the devil. Zhang Yang was in a trance for a moment. The assassin's flying knife seemed to come alive and directly cut Zhang Yang's palm, sucking several mouthfuls of his blood.
When he regained consciousness, he saw a scarlet flying knife, which was breathtaking and had a chilling aura. Its properties changed to -
Sapphire Rune Flying Knife, a spiritually enchanted weapon. Note, this is the highest level that mortal weapons can reach in this world.
Speed: 110 Bullet speed: 78 Damage: 65 Stabs
Additional Features: Armor Breaking "I'll make it!"
Zhang Yang was stunned.
(End of this chapter)
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