A piece of animal skin soaked in medicine was passed through the hole of the tail of the battle axe, and the entire handle was tightly wrapped around it, which not only concealed the inscription but also facilitated wielding.
A common practice in the North.
For the Duwa tribe, it was difficult for anyone to sleep last night, and rumors were flying everywhere before dawn.
"It can't be hidden. Even if I can make the apprentice shut up, it won't be enough. Too many people saw you come in, and sooner or later they will suspect you."
"It doesn't matter."
Malungu sighed, leaned over to check on Arthur, let him continue to sleep in the ash, frowned and said: "It's stable, it takes time to recover from the wound."
Kane turned around, squatted beside him, and poured experience points into him.
Arthur's burnt skin began to fall off, and the healthy skin was constantly expanding its boundaries, but it could no longer return to its original wheat color, and became like mud diluted by frozen soil.
"How?"
He asked.
Malungu checked again with a complicated expression. He was sure that Arthur would wake up at any time, so the two of them focused their attention on Wachier again.
"What will happen to him?"
"Not optimistic." Malengu muttered a few words after he stood still, like praying for blessings, or mourning in silence. "In every sense, he is ruined."
Wachier's originally strong body was now only a shriveled skin wrapped around the skeleton.
His silver hair lost its luster, and his skin was wrinkled and twisted.
He could not activate the secret arts, could not be a repairman or a forger, and had no strength to continue holding the hammer. The pain and weakness would torture his short life like a nightmare.
"Please take care of them. If Arthur wants to stay after he wakes up, please tell him that I have agreed. After all, after these things happened, the benefits fell into my hands. In any case, I am no longer qualified to ask him to make a choice."
Kane took off the steel sword and inserted it into the gap.
The notes often pop up some ancient teachings. Palotus has many ritualistic traditions. This replacement can be understood as the inheritance between artifacts.
He finally packed up and put on new equipment.
This is the most famous blacksmith workshop of the Dua tribe. A back buckle made of black rock hide is still presentable.
The intersection is decorated with exquisite bronze carvings.
[Weapon: Dawn and Dusk]
[Quality: Legend]
[Durability: -]
Ken found that this battle axe will hardly wear out. A legendary weapon can be warmed up in battle, which is extremely convenient.
[Benefit: Ancient Skills]
[Effect: Muscles will remember long-lost combat skills, and the proficiency of two-handed weapons will increase by 25%. ]
He also asked Marungu.
But unfortunately, even [Dawn and Dusk] is still a gap from the artifact. Above the legend, there are more difficult to understand levels.
Ken held the battle axe with his right arm, felt its weight, and let it droop naturally.
The leather armor was connected to his waist, and several animal teeth fell. Albert's armor was scratched during running and fighting. After being wiped and maintained by the secret oil, it was simple and powerful.
Malungu felt:
When they first met, Ken was a knight from the southern border. After the change, he gradually had the flavor of a brave warrior from the northern border. His current attire and equipment are more in line with his identity as "War Banner"!
"You haven't told me yet, how to deal with this matter, it's very lively outside."
"In fact, no one knows what weapons have been forged. You just need to keep your mouth shut. If you accidentally reveal something, everyone's attention will be focused on the big tribe. I will keep a low profile. When curiosity is over, the intelligence network of the Hundred Objects Rack will come in handy..."
Stephen could guess that the weapon fell into his hands.
The blood descendants like to master important information. He regards Ken as a kind. Driven by the desire for control and the psychology of playfulness, he will mislead those who try to get information.
Ravens and ring-necked giant eagles fly over the canyon.
"Just one day."
He retracted his gaze, turned around and said, "I will lead the team away tomorrow morning. The muddier the water, the safer I will be."
The two of them explained some other things, and then said goodbye to each other. They probably won't see each other again in a short time.
Malungu is a giant.
He carried Arthur and Wachel on his broad and strong shoulders, one on each side, and strode away.
Kane waited for the footsteps to leave, lowered his head and took a deep breath, holding the battle axe tightly with both hands, as if to attract magic.
[Skill: Shadow Gap]
[Description: Break the shackles and shuttle between light and shadow. ]
Chenhun has his own skills.
Judging from the description in the notes, it seems to be some kind of means of movement?
Hope it works.
Kane gripped the leather on the handle, his muscles were guided, and he raised the weapon at a certain angle without any instruction.
The frost in his heart began to melt.
The storm of magic power instantly passed through [Pigou's Execution Gloves], the inscription of [Morning and Dusk] lit up, and the faint light poured into the axe face like a rushing stream.
Ken deliberately made each process slow enough so that he could experience this power more clearly.
In a trance, the gray vision automatically unfolded, and the range was larger than any other time. The back of Marungu walking out of the canyon, the breathing of the wounded on his shoulder, the falling rocks, the flying ashes...
Every ray of light, every inch of shadow, was within reach.
The crystal petals of the frost flower disappeared like sand, and one-third was drained in an instant. Even if the gloves were used to reduce energy consumption, the magic power required for this skill was still too much.
Ken had a premonition that the power was about to get out of control.
He took a breath, and the sound and senses were stripped away, which was somewhat similar to immersing in the inner world. In a flash, he jumped to the top of the cliff.
The sun enveloped the sky and the earth.
The cold wind blew the broken soil below, and the charred and solid Kopi rock was exposed.
Ken was suspended in the air, holding the axe.
He found that his arm was surging with an extremely strong force at this time, the angle and distance were quite perfect, just like a crossbowman with a full bowstring, every bit of reason was encouraging him...
Chop it down!
[After using the "Shadow Gap" displacement, the most deadly attack can be unleashed. ]
The dark gray battle axe slashed at the ground!
Kopi rock is a headache for all quarrymen.
It is the armor of the mountains and the wall of frozen soil. Ordinary weapons will curl the blade at best and break at worst. Only the north wind over the years can slowly wear it down.
Ken's arms paused slightly.
The battle axe actually broke the boulder, opening a path very cleanly, and even one-third of the handle sank into it.
Swish!
He pulled it out, panting, and he couldn't fully control it yet.
A loud whistle sounded in the air.
The canyon was full of potholes, and people could hide everywhere. The dense forest in the distance grew on the edge of the cliff, and if you were not careful, you would be crushed to pieces.
Who would wait in such a rugged and remote place?
Ken felt the pressure, he held the battle axe tightly, turned around, and looked at the visitor carefully.
The other party did not hide his figure, sitting on the top of the boulder with his legs crossed, and the expensive hooded coat covered his shoulders. The clothes were extremely elegant and luxurious.
The woman, the face of the southern border countries, wore a single earring.
She held a half-burned cigarette in her hand, revealing five slender and white fingers.
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had been waiting here for a long time.