How could I miss such a challenging place? At this moment, my soul was burning.
Seeing the guests coming to the door, the eyes of the old man and the old dog narrowed in unison, as if a frightening light flashed past. He was indeed a master. Maybe even the old dog was hiding his secrets. I became more determined. inner thoughts.
"Old man, what are you selling here?"
I asked with a hint of respect in my tone.
"Humph, young man, this is a very good question."
The old man who seemed to be an expert smiled mysteriously, and even the old dog lying next to him grinned widely, revealing a mouth of aged teeth.
"On the surface, it looks like this is just an extremely ordinary run-down shop selling books and ceramics, but in fact..."
At this point, his expression suddenly became solemn and his voice became lower.
"Actually...?"
I swallowed dryly, feeling that my mouth was dry, and I felt as nervous as the moment before my opponent revealed his hole cards in a poker game, and I couldn't help but follow his lead.
"Actually, this is actually a super store that sells ancient equipment and artifacts!"
The old man lying on the chair suddenly opened his eyes angrily, threw away the crutch in his hand, and stood up with a majestic "whoop", with a straight and strong posture, piercing eyes, and a sonorous and powerful tone. That room was as tall and majestic as a giant spirit god. People have to believe what he says.
"Aow
The old dog also wanted to stand up and roar to the sky with his master. But before his legs could straighten, he was hit on the head by the crutches thrown away by the old man. He let out a scream and fell down again, tilting his head. His tongue was hanging out so long that he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"Ancient equipment? Divine weapon?..."
I wiped my saliva from the corner of my mouth, and countless shadows flashed across my mind. The sword that promised victory? Armor of infinite protection? Crown of eternal life? "Nine Yin Manual"? "The Secret of God Creation"? "Three Thousand Six Hundred Strategies Through Time"? "Guide to Another World"? "How to Become a Man Favored by Beautiful Women"? "Teaching you to transform yourself into the protagonist of a stallion novel"? …
"Old man, please be sure to take me with you! In order to save this world and maintain the peace of darkness, I need an artifact that will shake the world and weep ghosts and gods."
I straightened my waist and said solemnly.
"Originally, no one would be allowed to enter my small shop, but last night I watched the stars and suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon coming from the sky. I counted with my fingers. I realized that a distinguished person was visiting today, so I opened the shop early to welcome him. , Unexpectedly, it is you, young man. I see that you are full of heaven, have fine bones, and wide and solid veins. I can tell at a glance that you are a material that can be made. I have searched the entire Dark Continent, and only you are worthy of the things in my store. It seems that peace in the Dark Continent is just around the corner."
The old man turned around and looked at me with sharp eyes like a falcon.
"Is it possible that the master is also proficient in astrology?"
I was shocked. Even Akara could only predict with the help of the power of the Great Eye. At this moment, the image of the old man in front of me suddenly became infinitely taller. It was like a great sage with a fluttering white beard standing on the top of the windy cliff, leaning on a cane and facing the wind, guiding mankind's path forward. Even the shoddy slippers with one ear broken off from his hairy skinny thighs exposed under his plaid shorts that looked like board shorts looked so sacred and unpredictable.
"Hmph. It's just a hobby, not worth mentioning."
Leaving these words behind, he left me with a lonely and vicissitudes of life, and then he ducked into the dark room, and I quickly followed him.
This is a dark, dry cabin. Entering under the scorching sun in an open space makes you feel dizzy, and it takes a while to get used to it.
The house is relatively narrow, and even Lysander's shabby shop is much more spacious than this. The ground is covered with a thin layer of dust, especially in the corners, and incomplete spider webs are everywhere. It can be seen that this small room Not only was the store poorly organized, but no one had visited it for a long time.
After my eyes adapted to the environment inside, I was shocked to find that this small room was actually filled with weapon racks, display cabinets and other decorations for displaying weapons and equipment. On top of this, there were throwing knives, daggers and so on. , daggers, mallets, broadswords, spears, giant axes, large and small shields, all kinds of gloves, boots, belts, armors and helmets, everything is available, some are even high-end equipment that cannot be found in Lu Gaoyin, look carefully At first glance, an inconspicuous small box actually contained two rings and a necklace. These weapons and equipment were piled up in an orderly manner, making the entire dark room look more like a messy and small woodshed.
"What are these weapons and equipment about?"
I murmured in disbelief. According to common sense, as long as the durability has not returned to zero, the equipment will never wear out. However, these rusty and dirty equipment look like they were just picked out from the garbage. It undoubtedly shocked me greatly. The faded blood and sharp scratches on it were all a story, as if they were constantly telling the history of its owner.
"These are what I'm talking about. You're surprised. Don't worry. Listen to me slowly."
The old man touched the thorns less than an inch below his chin, shook his head and sighed.
Thousands of years ago, the desert near Lugaoyin used to be a large battlefield. The war here was no less brutal than the bloody wasteland known as the accumulation of blood. Countless brave warriors and heroic heroes fell on this desert. , and the weapons and equipment they used were also buried in the sand.
But Lu Gaoyin is no better than the Blood Wasteland. The year-round wind and sand often expose the equipment buried deep under the sand. After thousands of years of corrosion, these equipment and weapons have long become tattered and incomplete. Even the original attributes have been sealed by time. However, after continuous exploration and research, people can finally use special methods to restore the luster of these equipment that have been forgotten by history, of course. Not all, some equipment that is too old and has been completely corroded will be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal even if it is restored.
"No matter how sharp the weapon is, no matter how strong the armor is, it cannot withstand the passage of time. The so-called never wear and tear is just a relative term. Even the artifact Blue Fury created by the angelic protoss. The holy sword known as the nemesis of demons. In hell. Didn’t he also fall sadly under the wheel of battle?”
The old man sighed and continued.
"There may be artifacts in these equipment, or they may just be a pile of scrap metal. They have been buried under the cold desert for thousands of years. Their former power has long been sealed by time, but they are still quietly waiting for the new owner. Reawaken the glory that belongs to them. Boy, if you are really the person they choose, the savior of destiny, then please calm down. Listen to their stories carefully. Follow their calling."
As if he were crazy, he danced and raised his hands in the air. A fanatical expression on his face...
Since the old man said that he could restore the glory of these so-called "ancient equipment", I had roughly guessed that this should be the so-called gambling shop in the game, but it was just changed to a more realistic and appropriate term. Thinking of this, I My fevered mind has somewhat sobered up. In my memory, when I gambled while playing Diablo, I almost never got any good stuff. Occasionally, I got a few golden pieces of equipment, and their attributes were rubbish. Let alone dark gold and green. Pretend, combined with the gambling probabilities announced by others, I no longer have any illusions about my character.
What's more, I have already remembered the name of this old man. Isn't it the cunning mouse Aigis that the strange old man Lysander often talks about? Although Lysander's words are not very credible, they somewhat refreshed my mind.
Unfortunately, this state only lasted for less than a few seconds. Soon, my illusion was rekindled by Aigis' vicissitudes and passionate tone. Yes, this is not a game. Why should I cling to the past? What about black history? After all, we have also traveled through time, so we are a little different. Maybe those artifacts got curious and threw hydrangeas at me? Which one should I choose when the time comes, having chosen them all? Not so good, you have to leave a little bit for those who come after you, and give full play to the style of your seniors.
Thinking of this, the martial arts cultivation secrets of Divine Sword, Holy Armor, Crown and Crown flashed through my eyes again one by one, and then turned into raging fire, and I felt that my blood was completely boiling.
Usually at this time, according to the general settings... I closed my eyes and recalled it carefully, and then opened it in vain. I only felt a flash of light passing by. At this moment, I felt that I had successfully turned on the protagonist mode. , the artifact is waving to me again. My eyes did not stop at the more beautiful equipment in the weapon racks and display cabinets, but instead focused on the equipment piled messily in the corners, especially those places that were full of dust and full of cobwebs.
My eyes shuttled between various corners. Suddenly, my heart seemed to be flashed by a bolt of lightning. I stood still for a moment. My eyes stayed deep in a corner and could no longer move away. What was going on? I breathed rapidly and pressed my heart, as if there was life, this resonance feeling like blood connection.
Staring closely at an inconspicuous two-handed sword full of rust in the corner, every spot and every gap on it seems to have turned into the melody of life, beating with my pulse, and with me The blood is boiling together, calling silently, which is the throbbing of the soul and the blending of life.
There is no mistake, this is what I have been looking forward to, the most suitable weapon for me, the Sword of the King! !
My gaze became extremely firm in an instant, pointing at the two-handed sword hidden in the sword, looking down at the entire earth arrogantly.
"I want this."
"How... how is it possible?" Almost as soon as I finished speaking, the old man screamed, looking extremely shocked.
"The store has been open for more than thirty years, and this sword has been placed there since the beginning. Over the years, its partners have changed batch after batch, but it is the only one that seems to be transparent and has never been noticed by adventurers. I noticed that one time I was really curious, so I couldn't help pointing to the sword that I had placed in the most conspicuous place and asked others, why didn't they choose that sword? But the answer I got shocked me--- -Sword, where did the sword come from? Aren’t all the axes placed there? Boss, you really know how to joke. I was so surprised that I asked the same question repeatedly to the customers, but got the same answer. , and because I kept asking, in the end, everyone gave me another clumsy number, and that is--Ask! Sword! Old! Man!"
The old man sighed with infinite desolation.
"Finally, I confirmed that no one could see this sword except me. After many years, it was gradually buried inside and would never see the light of day. But now, young man, you have really given me There are so many surprises, it seems that all this is the guidance of fate and God’s mercy!!”
"Really? It's not that exaggerated, although I feel that I am indeed different in some aspects." I coughed a few times in embarrassment and responded modestly.
"It seems that my painstaking divination last night was indeed in vain. This sword actually chose you, so there must be a reason for it. As its keeper, there is nothing more disappointing than being able to see it see the light of day with my own eyes." It's a happy thing, young man, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a 25% discount, and then I'll give you the change. You'll pay the money and deliver the goods. With only 4,000 gold coins, you can own a fashionable, high-quality and low-priced one. Sword, action is worse than a heartbeat, what are you waiting for?"
"Oh...oh..., okay."
Amid Aigis's terrifying momentum of taking one step at a time, I counted out two broken gems and nearly 1,000 gold coins and handed them over. However, I always felt that these lines were familiar. Is it an illusion? ?
While taking the gold coins and diamonds, Aigis also quickly pushed the two-handed sword over and seemed to mutter, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.
"This is a special potion. As long as you pour it on the sword, it will naturally restore its former glory." After handing me a bottle of unknown white liquid, Aigis began to count the gold coins.
Following Aigis's method, I couldn't wait to pour the liquid in the bottle onto the sword. Wherever the liquid flowed, the blade immediately flashed with white light, the remaining rust fell off, and the gaps were gradually repaired. After a while, it was no different from a brand new two-handed sword.
However, it seems that there is no light. Is this the so-called return to nature? Bearing the doubts in my mind, I quickly opened my eyes and looked at its properties.
Abandoned two-handed sword
One-handed damage: 0-5
Hand damage: 3-9
Durability: 1-1
Strength required: 35
Requires Agility: 27
Sword Level: Fast Attack Speed
