Chapter 230 The Weeping Blade

"Darkness" comes from the corruption of "Yao", which contains the fields of corruption, darkness, and corruption.

It is very normal for the curse to be inclined towards the realm of 'darkness'.

After some thought, Aaron took out the tool, ready to start making a magical item.

As a 'caster', now he not only absorbs the spirituality of 'Yao' much faster, but also can better understand the meaning of the creation of 'Yao' in the process of casting.

Even when casting some materials, you can also draw the pure spirituality of 'Yao' from it.

Aaron called it 'oily water'. If other 'craftsmen' knew about it, he would definitely be jealous to the point of madness.

After all, for those 'craftsmen', casting is hard work, not to mention the purely spiritual benefits derived from it.

'Every time a magical item is forged, the 'Forger' becomes a little stronger... until the end of the third element. ’

'It was never the accumulation of spirituality and hidden dangers of madness that hindered me...'

Aaron sighed as he put a few pieces of obsidian-like crystals into the mortar, ground them, and sprinkled bits of powder on the dry claws.

According to his spiritual intuition, this is the best way to melt the material!

Whoohoo!

Those jet-black powders fell on the dry palm, and immediately penetrated into the torn wound, producing filth like silt, which gradually covered the entire palm.

At the same time, a large amount of white smoke was emitted, and in the mud package, the flesh and bones of the palm began to dissolve, leaving only some pure things.

"Next... is to build a dagger that carries it, and use ritual to drive spirituality to merge with the dagger..."

Aaron muttered to himself and took out the iron block, melted it directly with pure white flame, and poured it into the mold.

Finally, he described the ritual, placing the dark red crystals from the dry palm and the rudimentary dagger at the two cores of the ritual, chanting invisible mantras.

On the blade surface of the dagger, a trace of dark red lines gradually climbed, like a blood trough, and like a mysterious rune...

During this process, Aaron also felt that something was wrong.

A mysterious influence seemed to be emanating from the remnants of the palm, slowly entrenched on him.

"A curse? I like it... but it's not a Si Sui level."

Aaron complained that in his spiritual vision, he could see traces of black rust, which had wrapped around him, and was even trying to pollute his spirituality!

'If you switch to other craftsmen, it may really be possible...'

Aaron murmured, and there seemed to be a vague and hazy whisper in his ears.

"If madness is graded, first there are auditory hallucinations, then visual hallucinations, then personality changes, irritability or bloodthirsty, which can be divided into recessive and explicit, no doubt, the exposed is more dangerous and can be burdened without any burden. Destroying everything in public...then the fourth stage, complete split personality, then the fifth stage, complete madness...until finally destroying everything, destroying myself..."

"It looks like I've just lost my mind. It's the first stage... Is this curse all that powerful?"

Aaron glanced at the ritual, ignored the fused dagger, closed his eyes, and tried to divine the curse.

At the third primeval stage, his divination ability has increased again, and it is no longer limited to intuitive divination such as pendulum and coin toss, and you can see more!

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Ancient altars, crumbling palaces...

The time is mottled, like an ancient treasure hidden in the long river of history...

A palm with thick body hair, like a gorilla, suddenly pressed on the altar.

Then, a wound emerged from the palm of the hand, and stench-filled corrupted blood flowed from the inside...

Drops of blood flowed on the ground, which seemed to contain mysterious symbols, which together formed a secret biography written in the language of the spiritual world...

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"This curse... seems to come from an ancient ruin... the blood of decay?!"

Aaron slowly recited the keywords obtained by his divination, recalling the scenes he saw.

"From the perspective of architectural style, after the Fabry dynasty, the dark and chaotic era has a chaotic and degenerate style..."

"I've been friends with Clark for so long, and it's not that I didn't learn anything. As for the specific year, I really can't verify it..."

"But... from that share of 'Blood of Decay', I actually got the incomplete secret biography of 'Red'... If Tasha knew, she would definitely feel at a loss."

Aaron has a lot of inheritances in his hands, and he will definitely not covet a incomplete secret biography, but this does not prevent him from browsing and increasing his esoteric knowledge.

[Secret Ritual - Sharp Blade Ceremony]

[The redness flows in my blood vessels, opening my epidermis, forming a wound that will never heal...]

[Spirit and flesh flow out from the wound, and when I am on the verge of death, I can see more...]

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"It's relatively advanced knowledge, involving life and death?"

Aaron stroked his chin and looked at the gradually completed magical item dagger: "Well... I feel that the effect of this ritual can be more perfect... Also, the curse wrapped around me seems to be able to use..."

Do it if you think of it!

Aaron is a very active person, and immediately began to chant the honorable name, summoning the 'Void Spirit'!

From the perspective of the spirit body, he could clearly see the iron black traces entangled on his body.

"Purge!"

Aaron did not hesitate to instigate the 'power of the secret source' to drive out these iron blacks and turn them into pure pollution crystals.

"In normal times, this is a very good warhead material, but now?"

Aaron stretched out his illusory hands, as if he had caught the invisible curse, and pressed on the secret instrument!

woohoo~

Above the dagger, the blood grooves and lines squirmed together, making a crying sound.

There were two lines of blood-colored liquid, like tears, falling from the blade.

"'Weeping Blade'!"

Aaron returned to his body, holding the dagger, wrapping its grip with layers of fine hemp rope, and adding some decoration to the gauntlet according to personal preference.

"Well, among the extraordinary monsters I have seen, it is the strongest type, although it can only be used in close combat..."

"It has two negative effects...one of which is a curse that I deliberately wrapped around."

After doing all this, Aaron took out the 'Roberts' Magical Bug Box' and let the spider-like bugs crawl out, crawling out from the gaps between the doors and windows, in the dark, in the corners, on the treetops, Inside the sewers, an investigation network was formed.

"If that Tasha wants to plan me, she will definitely track it... She has a high probability of doing things on materials or boxes, so she can track me."

"Hope to come sooner."

Aaron simply took a shower, fell on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.