Chapter Thirty-Three: Boss, You Are Opening a Black Shop Again!

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Just when Ke Minglang was about to stretch out his hand to take down a saber, his hand suddenly froze.

"Two hundred...two hundred spirit crystals?"

"Boss, you're back to your old business and doing your old business?"

"What?" Qi Le put his hands on the counter, squinting his eyes, expressionless.

"Black... a black shop." Ke Minglang's tone of voice was a little different.

A mere weapon was actually sold for two hundred spirit crystals.

This is the price that only those wands blessed with powerful magic beads can sell.

And those powerful staffs are all rare treasures.

And you also need to have a strong magic power to control those wands.

You must know that although the artifact chooses the master, but its own strength is too poor, it will also be swallowed by the artifact.

"Try it, and then you'll know."

Qi Le spread out his hands and motioned Ke Minglang to take his favorite weapon off the shelf.

The shelves arranged by the system are not only used for placing goods.

More important blockade.

Just like the medicinal power of medicinal pills, it will not run away when it is placed on the shelf.

And the power of the weapon will not be emitted when it is placed on the shelf.

Otherwise, with the thin dragon might that naturally radiated from the dragon-patterned axe that Qi Le had drawn a few days ago, it would scare many people away from entering the store.

"You won't force buying or selling." Ke Minglang gave Qi Le a suspicious look.

But he still obeyed his words, and took the flame saber that he liked from the shelf.

As soon as the Raging Flame Sabre started, Ke Minglang felt a fiery breath, which was transmitted from the hilt to his palm.

But surprisingly not hot.

"This, what is this?" Ke Minglang was startled in his heart, looking at the flame saber in his hand with surprise.

This fiery breath seems to have a feeling of flame magic.

But if you feel it carefully, it's not.

However, in Ke Minglang's heart, he could feel a little bit of information, and that was the effect of this flaming saber.

"How do you feel about the flaming saber with flaming burning effect?" Qi Le said slowly about the capabilities of this weapon, his tone was flat as if he was saying that it was a piece of iron.

"Shh-!"

"Bear--!"

Ke Minglang suddenly drew his sword out of its scabbard, and the flame slashing saber slashed through the air, flashing hot rays of light.

The temperature of the air in the store also rose suddenly at the moment when the blazing saber was unsheathed.

"Good knife!"

Ke Minglang's eyes were completely attracted by the flame saber in his hand. He found that the weapon he had used before was rubbish compared to this flame saber.

No, not even trash.

To forge this saber, at least one fire magic core is needed.

However, this technique of using magic nuclear enchanting weapons has long been broken.

About 2,000 years ago, weapon enchanters were nowhere to be found.

After all, using the magic core to forge weapons is not to create a staff.

When a magician uses a wand, he can use his own magic power to stimulate the power of the magic core to increase the power of his magic.

However, the weapons used by warriors, using fighting spirit, cannot draw the power of the magic core.

Therefore, the use of magic cores to forge weapons is more to enhance the performance of the weapons, or to imitate the staff to store magic.

But doing so is basically worth it.

However, the weapons sold by this store actually achieved the power of the magic nucleus, after activation, attached to the weapon.

This is simply impossible.

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