"Enlightenment!" After hearing Feidiwen's words, Artolis's eyes widened.
"Mr. Ferdinand, have you succeeded?" She knew that Ferdinand had invested several years in this research, and now he finally made a breakthrough, which made Artolis very excited.
Generally speaking, the creation of a weapon spirit is either derived from the innate spirit treasure and washed away by the long river of time over the years, or it is created by the hands of a blacksmith master or an alchemist.
Although there are differences between the two, it is nothing more than the fact that even if the weapon spirit grows, it cannot escape the baptism of time. Artoris understands this very well. As for the two sword spirits in her hands, the soul strength of Tris, which has existed for five hundred years, is completely incomparable to the new spirit sword spirit.
The former can freely control the Sword of Victory, and can also control Artoris' body when necessary, while the latter can't even communicate yet. If that guy hadn't come out to cause trouble during the third-turn trial, Artolis wouldn't even be able to determine whether the weapon spirit existed in the spirit sword.
The so-called spiritual enlightenment refers to the use of enchantment to strengthen the soul of the artifact itself, so that the artifact can better assist the owner in combat. It sounds simple, but in practice it is quite difficult. As far as the science of enchantment was established, only Feidiwen has made progress.
"It can only be said that I have just taken the first step." Fei Diwen said: "What I have studied can only strengthen low-level equipment."
"So this is the reason why you asked me for the Spirit Sword?" Artoris and Stanley looked at each other in the lounge, watching Fei Diwen caressing the blade of the Spirit Sword.
"Among the weapons of the third level, there are very few that have weapon spirits. At least among the people I know, only you, Grandpup, have this sword." Fei Diwen gestured, With lightning speed, he slashed his sword into the air. Under the surprised gazes of Artoris and the other two, an orange-yellow sword shadow was peeled off from the sword body, but it returned to the sword in the blink of an eye.
"That's Sword Spirit!" Stanley slapped the table excitedly and stood up immediately. However, after meeting the gazes of the two people, he realized his gaffe, rubbed his head and sat down again with a smile.
"That's roughly it. When the weapon spirit in your sword was born not long ago, the soul power was very weak, and I also need such a weapon to show everyone my achievements!"
Seeing Fei Diwen nod with satisfaction, Artolis finally understood the reason why Fei Di Wen invited her to attend the meeting. It was not that her future was higher than Steven's, but because of the spirit sword, which was the most ready-made display. There is no doubt that there is nothing more suitable than a spiritual sword.
"Will it have any impact on the spirit sword?" To be honest, Artolis was a little worried. She knew that the failure of the enchantment might have a certain impact on the instrument itself. Although she was happy to realize Fei Diwen's discovery, she still didn't want the spirit sword to be damaged.
"If I am not 100% sure, I will not use the student's things easily. If you witness it, I will make it look brand new!" Hearing Fei Diwen's confident words, Artolis's brows gradually raised. , and all the worries I had were swept away.
This is naturally great. It is no surprise that the Spirit Sword can be strengthened by Fei Diwen's hands, and Artolis is naturally happy to see it.
"Look forward to the afternoon symposium." Feidiwen looked a little excited at the thought of showing his results to everyone. Artoris had also seen this kind of mood in Lord Luo Wei before, and that was when the Spirit Sword was being forged. Only now does Artolis understand how much effort Mr. Luo Wei put into forging the spirit sword. Indeed, apart from herself, no one she knows has a weapon spirit on their equipment.
"Yeah!" Met with Fei Diwen's excited eyes, Artolis nodded heavily.
Time passed in the afternoon, and the symposium began.
There is a temperature difference between indoors and outdoors. Even if the cold wind blows outside, there is no need to wear extra clothes inside the association. Sitting in the back row of the council chamber, Artolis was idly observing the people seated.
In these meetings, lower-status characters are usually seated first. Including Artoris, there are a total of eight people, all of whom are younger generation of sub-professional practitioners. The younger one is only seventeen years old, and the older one is only thirty. Of course, there is an elf man among them, which is another matter.
Although the status here is the lowest, you need to know that those who can attend the meeting are at least elites, even if they are not the best among their peers.
There are two blacksmith masters, two intermediate alchemists, and two intermediate appraisers each, and the role of enchanter belongs to Artolis. Artolis saw Delflenger glare at her when her eyes met. One glance, and then turned that stinking face to the other side.
He didn't seem to be an easy guy to get along with. His attention left Delflenger and the sound of footsteps came from his ears. This was someone taking the seat again.
"Brother Ferdinand, you asked me to come all the way here. If it weren't for some earth-shattering discovery, I would really have to give you a hammer."
A huge shadow blocked Artolis's vision, and when she turned around, she saw a tall, muscular middle-aged man walking past her. The aura exuded by the other party was very strong. Even though she didn't do anything, the hard energy that spontaneously spread from her body made Artolis breathless.
Blacksmith? Artoris frowned and cast her gaze on the other party. Artoris felt something without seeing the identity mark. She had also felt this feeling with Mr. Luo Wei, but it was only a very subtle feeling, and it was even difficult to detect it if you couldn't help but pay attention. But the oppressive feeling in front of her was something Artoris had never felt before. The almost substantial power was created by the forger who forged thousands of artifacts - Houtian Sword Gang!
"This guy seems to be quite capable." In his mind, the Wolf King revealed his true feelings.
"It can be seen that there is a fundamental difference between that Gang Qi and Master Luo Wei. If the other party is really a blacksmith, then he is definitely not on the same level as Master Luo Wei." Artolis replied.
The visitor was an oriental, it was unknown whether he came from Fuso or China Artoris. Let’s not talk about his strength, but his aura was enough to overwhelm everyone present. This oppression was not suppressed until the second identity person took the seat.
"People are still preparing in the backcourt. May I ask who your Excellency Hai Yuntian is talking to?" The words were addressed to the former. Artoris followed the words and saw a white-haired man. The old man walked into the hall holding a scepter.
The old man was wearing a robe dyed with red micro-checks, and his words were vigorous and powerful. What attracted Atolis's attention was that several people present lowered their heads in respect when they saw the old man.
"Meet President Franco!"
Franco? Artolis's eyes widened. If she remembered correctly, could the person in front of her be the president of the Alchemist Association?
