From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle Chapter 227

"I didn't expect that your organization is so powerful that it has infiltrated the empire... Ahem, I'm sorry, I slipped my mouth."

As if realizing something, the old man closed his mouth in embarrassment.

As if Seria didn't hear it, she stretched lazily, showing a perfect bumpy figure, and walked towards the bar.

Ling Fei fiddled with the strange knife he got from Andre in boredom, and tilted his head, as if he couldn't figure out how this weapon had such a weird attack method.

Old Henry saw Ling Fei take out Andre's knife, his eyes were full of undisguised greed.

Clearing his throat, he said in an elder tone:

"Uh, I said Ling Fei, didn't you just say that I would give you two hundred gold, and you would hand over Andre to uncle me? If that's the case, is his weapon... hehe"

Ling Fei looked away from the blade, touched his chin, and looked at this old guy who was looking for money with a half-smile:

"If I remember correctly, the mercenary group's most wanted list only needs the heads of the wanted people. Old man, you are really looking for money. Besides, the things that make you miss must be good things, aren't they? Is it?"

Speaking of this, Ling Fei also paused for a little while, continued to turn the knife in his hand, and then placed it in front of old Henry, before he could take it, he said quietly:

"I'll give it to you, do you dare to ask for it?"

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at old Henry and continued to study this weird knife.

Hearing this, old Henry also quietly put back the hand that was about to be raised, laughed dryly, and then continued to sort out the "trophies" that were still stained with blood.

"Hehe, this knife is called Phantom Blade, and it is said to be a magical weapon from Su Nan Workshop."

Seria sat on the high stool of the wine table, shaking her slender and **** legs, gently shaking the wine glass in her hand, and interjected in a frivolous tone.

"Su Nan Workshop?"

"magic?"

The two voices sounded at the same time, but it was obvious that the focus of the two parties was completely different.

Suran Workshop is a workshop located in the capital of Xuzu. It is a sacred place in the hearts of all craftsmen in the Arad continent, and is highly respected by adventurers.

This workshop has its own unique brand and is mainly known for making high-quality weapons and armor. Almost every piece of equipment they produce is high-quality, and the design is exquisite, light to use but still hard. Most of this equipment even has some magical powers attached to it, making it the first choice for adventurers on their expeditions.

Based on this kind of forging atmosphere, the famous forging masters gathered here have stricter checks and stricter requirements on the works they forge, and always try their best to hope that their works can reach the perfect state, which leads to Su Nan Workshop The output of equipment has not been high, and naturally only a few strong and lucky ones have the opportunity to obtain it.

Therefore, many adventurers are proud of owning a piece of Suran Workshop equipment, which complies with the market law that rare things are more expensive, so when Seria said the name from his mouth, the old businessman Henry grasped this key keenly, and the eyes he looked at the knife became even more fanatical.

As for Ling Fei, he cared more about the use value of this weapon, so when he heard the word "artifact", he showed great interest.

"Cut... What magical weapon, can it be as magical as my uncle?"

The Heijue giant sword leaning on the back of the chair interjected disdainfully, for it, other weapons are all **** in his eyes.

Ling Fei glanced at the black giant sword, and said with a sneer, "Then are you really a weapon?"

Cassia's giant sword suddenly fell silent, and no longer talked back, as if he had been choked by the throat.

Seria cast a curious look at Ling Fei, and seemed to be very interested in this conversation, but Ling Fei didn't seem to have heard of it, and just flicked the blade in his hand with two fingers, signaling the elf girl to continue the topic just now.

The girl also knew that she would not get any useful information from this man, and then lightly opened her red lips:

"It is said that this phantom blade is a weapon made by the famous blacksmith Hubert of Su Nan Workshop a hundred years ago, using the eyes of phantom beasts in the sea of ​​sky and some rare metals. In fact, this weapon is It is a magical weapon, and only by injecting magic power can the special effects of this weapon be activated."

Seemingly wanting to whet Ling Fei's appetite, Seria stopped talking, looked at Ling Fei, and seeing that he didn't respond, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, so he continued:

"Pay attention to the two transparent gems inlaid on the handle of this knife. In fact, these are the eyes of phantom beasts. When the user injects magic power through the handle to activate the eyes, the blade will produce a slight vibration, causing the surrounding area of ​​the blade to vibrate. The air is turbulent, and when using a big knife to fight, phantoms will be automatically generated to confuse the enemy, the more magic power injected, the more phantoms will be generated."

Ling Fei nodded, not talking nonsense, he changed the Phantom Blade to his left hand, and put it in front of his eyes.

Carefully inject the power of ghosts and gods, and saw that the transparent gem suddenly brightened after the magic power was injected into it, and then the whole blade made a buzzing sound.

Ling Fei frowned and looked carefully, the blade was indeed vibrating at a high speed, but he didn't feel any abnormality at all on the handle of the blade~www.mtlnovel.com~ This made his eyes brighten, and he stood up abruptly , swaying randomly in the air, two afterimages appeared on the trajectory of the blade, and the real blade was hidden in the middle of the two afterimages.

Through the phantom orb, the sword shadow produced can completely disrupt the opponent's defense rhythm.

Nodding in satisfaction, the power of ghosts and gods in Ling Fei's hands gradually increased, and the transparent crystal became brighter and brighter. Soon afterimages increased from two to three, four, and until nine, the number of phantoms stopped increasing.

Nodding in satisfaction, Ling Fei slowly withdrew his magic power and laughed loudly:

"Haha, it really is a good weapon, what do you think of Cassia?"

But I don't know when, the black giant sword stood upright by itself, and the weird purple pupils carefully watched the phantom blade in Ling Fei's hand

"Hey, Ling Fei, you're right, this weapon is more suitable for our feast, um... thinking about me makes me tremble with excitement, I like it."

Ling Fei nodded, and suddenly said to Seria:

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

The elf girl was obviously confused by Ling Fei's out-of-the-ordinary thinking, wrinkled her lovely nose, and looked confused.

Ling Fei sat down on the sofa, smiling and looking at the Phantom Blade in his hand.

"You took advantage of the old ghost's greedy personality to lure me here. You won't be idle and boring. Just show your wealth and show off your wisdom in front of us? If you really want to win The control of that street, with your strength, it's my turn to take the shot. Since I was lured out and given me such a big gift, I never thought that there was a free lunch in the world, so since there are conditions, then Just to be blunt, I don't like to beat around the bush.”

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