V2.Chapter 62

Baiyi port.

Zongge walks into a weapons store.

This is the largest weapons store in baiyigang, with a large scale and luxurious decoration. When he came here, he felt that he had come to a noble manor.

As soon as he entered the hall, a receptionist trotted over with a kind attitude: "Sir, what do you want to buy? I can provide you with some small guidance."

Although manege is a orc, the silver smell is very obvious.

In addition, he is tall and has a special appearance, so even if there are many people in the hall, he is still very conspicuous.

"Big swords with both hands and full body armor." Zong Ge responded concisely.

In the battle with golden hook, his big sword in both hands was destroyed. Although he also has spare weapons, he can only make do with it.

His original armor was broken in the strange island, and after the previous hard work, it was completely discarded.

Baiyi port is a large port, and its facilities are far more comprehensive and advanced than crescent port. When the Dragon youth, flute leak and others went to the temple of life, Zongge wanted to see if there were any weapons and equipment suitable for him.

"This way, sir." The receptionist nodded repeatedly, leading the way.

He led Zongge to the second floor first.

On the second floor, the orcs saw a full body armor standing in the crystal window.

Its whole body is shining with metallic brilliance, its lines are smooth, its joints are well made, and its silk cloak is very gorgeous.

Golden armor!

The orc nodded slightly, thinking that it was the largest weapon store in baiyigang.

He glanced at the armor and passed it without hesitation.

He needs silver armor, and gold armor is too early for him. Like goblin war vendors who try their best, they can't give full play to the power of artifact. Silver warriors can't give full play to the power of gold armor.

And this golden armor obviously does not match the body of the ORC.

This is obviously the protective equipment area in the weapon store.

There are full body armor, half body armor, arm armor, leg armor, foot gear, helmet, shoulder armor, chest armor, skirt armor and so on.

In addition to the common iron and steel, there are also special wood such as jade bamboo and wax poplar, demon materials such as animal bones and snake scales.

The receptionist selling protective equipment had sharp eyes. He was keenly aware of the extraordinary pair of short guns behind the mane Ge, and recommended high-priced protective equipment.

You get what you pay for.

These expensive protective equipment are indeed of good quality.

Mane Ge liked three of them, but he didn't rush to start: "go and see the two handed sword again."

So he went up to the third floor and arrived at the melee weapons zone.

After seeing almost all the two handed swords, Zongge always felt that it was not satisfactory.

The big sword he originally used was military, with a rough style, simple and durable. The two handed sword here is either too long, too thin, or a little light.

The closest thing to his ideal is a golden two handed sword.

Although the price is expensive, Zongge is rich and has enough money to buy.

This is because the gang of Zongge defeated and embezzled the silver hook Pirate Group and obtained a lot of property. The pirates shared the stolen goods before getting off the ship.

"I want to try this sword first." Mane Ge road.

"Of course." The receptionist led him to the shooting range behind the building.

In addition to arrow targets, there are also humanoid melee targets, which are specially provided for guests to try weapons.

The mane Ge held the handle of the sword with both hands and took a sudden step to show his fighting skills.

The blade light and shadow produced at the next moment, with a trace of gold luster, directly split the human target in two.

"Silver Peak!" An elf happened to see this scene and was surprised.

He could tell that mane Ge was not very old, but he had the highest cultivation of silver. There is a great possibility that orcs will become golden fighters in the future.

The elf took the initiative to approach the orc and said bluntly, "this sword is not for you, soldier."

When the receptionist saw the elf, he hurriedly called him "boss".

The fairy smiled, "I'm the owner of this weapon store. You can call me Huang."

The elf pointed to the two handed sword on mane GE's hand: "this angel's wing is a magic sword I made by using the wings of angels and combining various alchemy techniques."

"It has several magic, I believe others have told you."

"Although it is excellent, it is not suitable for you."

Zongge nodded, "so you have a better weapon?"

The elf nodded, "of course. I have a magic stabbing sword here, which I spent three years refining. It's called Baiyu. It's a sacred weapon."

"You should know the origin of Baiyi port?"

Mane Ge nodded.

This is not the original name of baiyigang. Hundreds of years ago, the harbor was attacked by the devil and nearly lost. At the critical moment, the holy angel appeared and killed the invading devil king.

The holy angel fought bloody battles, sacrificing his life, and died with the devil king to save the port.

Full, the port was renamed white wing port, in memory of the unknown Saint angel.

The elf boss Huang continued, "the main material of my treasure of the town store is the wing bone of the holy angel."

"I don't like stabbing swords." Mane Ge road.

Shake a smile: "so, although there are better weapons in my shop, there is nothing more suitable for you. My advice to you is that you can find a weapons shop called copper stove. Maybe the weapons there will be suitable for you."

"Oh?" Mane Ge looked at the elf in surprise.

Ordinary businessmen will try their best to promote their products, but this fairy is different.

Huang continued, "the owner of the copper stove weapon shop is a dwarf named Dakang Tongxu. He has a strange temper and doesn't necessarily meet you. It's unlikely to sell you that two handed sword. But your luck is coming, soldier."

"There is something wrong with the wine that Dakang has been brewing, and now there is an urgent need to add bronze cider as an auxiliary."

"I smell this wine from you."

"If you have such a wine, maybe you can try it."

The wings of his nose twitched. He does smell of alcohol.

On the way to triumph, in order to celebrate the victory, the righteous Pirate Group held a victory banquet on the ship. Zongge drank a lot of bronze cider, which they dug from the secret room under the sea.

The orcs thanked the elves and left the weapon store immediately.

Following Huang's instructions, Zongge spent some effort to find a dilapidated small shop at the end of a certain roadway.

The shop is closed.

When he knocked on the door, no one answered, he shouted, "I have a lot of bronze cider!"

Hearing his cry, the store door opened, revealing a big head with messy hair.

It is the dwarf Dakang copper beard.

"What did you just shout?" Da Kang stared at Zongge closely.

Mane Ge told his story in Huang's weapon store.

"Do you really have a lot of bronze cider?" After Da Kang was surprised, he frowned again, "can you sell it to me?"

"I'll take a look at that two handed sword." Mane Ge road.

Dakang nodded: "of course, you can have a try. Your strength is good, but it's a golden sword. It's not that I don't want to sell it to you. This sword was not made by me, it's my teacher. It has killed many people... It's dangerous."

This remark made Zongge more interested.

Dakang introduced the orcs into the store.

A moment later, Zongge saw a two handed sword.

It is about 1.8 meters long. The sword head is not usually blunt, but very sharp, like a beak.

The body of the sword is dark red, and the handle is dark. The surface is not smooth, but there are a lot of small gullies. These gullies are like palm prints, extending from the hilt to the body of the sword, and finally concentrated on the tip of the sword.

At the first glance, Zongge could feel some strong negative things contained in the big sword.

Dakang timely introduced, "this sword is called magic blood. It uses the horn, heart and blood of the devil king, and is made by my teacher."

"This is a defective product."

"The teacher originally planned to build a big sword at the level of the holy land, but it was a pity that he didn't succeed."

"I was less than a hundred years old at that time. I was lucky to participate in the forging and fight for my teacher. I also saw the scene of forging failure with my own eyes."

"The devil king was killed by the holy angels, but his unwillingness, resentment and desire for destruction were condensed in his blood, heart and every part of his body."

"At the critical moment of forging, these resentments and the will to destroy burst out suddenly, seriously interfering with the teacher. The sword embryo, which was originally at the holy land level, suddenly fell to the gold level."

When the dwarf said this, he saw that Zongge stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the sword. He quickly stopped and said, "be careful! This sword picks people. If it is not satisfied, it will absorb and swallow the blood of the sword owner. Therefore, you have to wrap your hand with fighting spirit."

"Its interior also contains the strong will to destroy the devil king. Every time the sword owner pulls out the scabbard, he will destroy and kill to a certain standard, and then he will be satisfied. If he is not satisfied, he will eat his own master. Many sword owners are eroded by this spirit, and eventually become crazy and murderous, and some even commit suicide."

"So troublesome?" The orc frowned, stretched out his big hand, and suddenly grasped the handle of the sword.

"Protect your hand with fighting spirit!" Cried the dwarf.

But the orc didn't do this: "it's good to hold the handle with your own hands. It's difficult to grasp the subtlety of sword skills across a layer of fighting. Let it suck and watch."

However, the magic blood sword was quiet in Zongge's hand, without any sign of agitation or backfire.

"This?!" The dwarf almost suspected that he had taken the wrong sword.

Qiang.

After a crisp sound, mane Ge pulled out the magic Blood Sword.

Hoo!

With a wave of his hand, he immediately generated a sword wind, cleared away the sundries around, and blew the dwarf flying behind his head.

The orc's eyebrows stretched out, showing a surprise color, blurted out praise: "good sword!"

The dwarf opened his mouth slightly and was stunned on the spot.

Immediately, Zongge instilled his fighting spirit into the sword.

The fighting spirit is full of the sword body, and the whole magic Blood Sword emits a strong breath - eager to kill, eager to destroy, eager to destroy, eager to war!

"Good sword..." mane Ge praised again. For a moment, his eyes were slightly lost.

The dwarf stared at him blankly: "I've never seen the magic Blood Sword so surrendered to a person's hand. Take it! From then on, it's yours."