In a large room of an inn, Jacob was closely examining the twin swords, but there was nothing extraordinary about them. He even tried all types of mana, spirit, and aura; he even dripped his blood on them, but these swords are just like any typical epic sword.
To measure a magic weapon's rank was very easy and depended on two factors.
First, mana channeling; one just needed to see how much magic power a weapon can channel without bursting. Every time someone goes through a rank evolution, their mana would also go through a qualitative change.
A rare magic weapon can only handle rare quality mana, while some weapons made with extremely resilient materials can endure a bit higher level of mana.
Although these twin swords were only epic rank, they could still channel mana, spirit, and even aura, which made them, indeed, somewhat extraordinary.
But what made them epic was the second factor, which was even more important than mana channeling, Weapon Emanation!
Weapon Emanation was the true factor that decided a weapon's rank. A common weapon would have no Weapon Emanation, while a rare weapon has rare magical Weapon Emanation.
Weapon Emanation especially became, even more, clearer when it came to unique rank magic weapons because of aura and spirit. If someone channeled aura in a unique weapon, it shaped and appeared like burning corporeal flames. At the same time, a spirit appeared like flowing ethereal water. There was a famous saying among magic smiths; Aura like flames, and Spirit like flowing water.
But these two swords, despite having the mana channeling capacity of a unique rank weapon, didn't have unique rank Weapon Emanation, which means they would never be able to show the true prowess of a unique rank weapon.
Now Jacob begins to suspect that the feeling might be just his imagination, but despite his doubts, he still wants to try one last thing before giving up.
Holding the sword with his hands, he directly tried bending it; his physique was even slightly stronger than unique rank treasures, so breaking an epic rank treasure wasn't any surprising with his current strength.
However, Jacob's expression shifted at this moment because the blade wouldn't even budge, and his eyes began to shimmer as he increased his strength, reaching pull power.
But astonishingly, the sword still won't budge and remains completely straight. Jacob's mind raced as his heart rate began to climb as he entered the fluid acceleration.
Soon, Jacob was emitting hot steam as his skin was bright red while veins popped all over his body as he was using the full limit of his current power, which should be enough to go against a Beyond Unique Rank Expert, yet the sword remained unmoved, and it was the case for both of swords, even the sword hilt didn't crack under his powerful grip!
Jacob finally stopped using his strength as he looked at the rusty swords with curious scrutiny.
'What kind of materials are these swords made of? Although they didn't have unique weapon emanation nor sharpness, they could still channel aura and spirit while seemingly unbreakable. Was that feeling about the material these swords are made of?' Jacob was confused as he creased the smooth yet rusty surface of the blade.
At this moment, Jacob had an idea. He quickly said, "Nyx, analyze these swords for me and see if you can fully emulate their unbreakable characteristics!"
Although Nyx's dreamscape nightmare realm can emulate anything as long as Jacob touches the things or knows and imagines their characteristics, she still can't emulate everything, like Cursed Immortality, the mysterious book he found in rare plains with curse path glory gem, his pendant, the Eyes of Judge, not even his cursed heart.
These things are clearly out of her limits, which should be below the legendary rank, and since these swords also appeared to be above the limits of even Beyond Unique Rank, Jacob wanted to see if they reached the limits of Nyx's abilities.
"Tsk, tsk, I was having a nice dreamy meal." Nyx sarcastically complained.
Jacob's eyes flashed with coldness, "If you don't want to be confined within the nightmare realm for a full year, then hurry up and stop wasting time!"
Jacob now completely understood Nyx's personality, if he had to put it in words, he would probably call her the second coming of Immortika. She just loves to blabber nonsense and loved to be entertained, she was just missing Immortika's sadistic laughter.
But he still found her more annoying sometimes because at least he could shut the damn book down, and its voice won't buzz in his head all the time.
If she weren't useful to him and provided him with an endless lifespan, then he would've probably thought of ways to get rid of her. He was very annoyed about the voice in his head, especially when she spoke senselessly. The only person or insect he likes is Autarch, who has a personality just like his and only speaks when needed to and follows orders without asking meaningless questions.
The only way to shut her up was to cut off her vision, which would make her incapable of seeing, but then her complaints were insufferable, so he never shut her off for too long, afraid he might smash his head open.
So, to keep her shut, he told her she could play within other dreams while she devours them, only then she began to keep her mouth shut.
"You're just a bully!" Nyx's voice was filled with indignation.
But when she noticed a sharp grimace in Jacob's eyes, she didn't dare to say any more nonsense and quickly focused on the swords in Jacob's hands.
Jacob felt a slight warmth in his hand; he knew Nyx was using her ability and patiently waited for her answer. If she could really emulate these swords, then he would enter the nightmare realm and begin his extreme experiment on them. If not, then he could only call another more annoying fellow and hope it could shed some light.
After ten seconds, Nyx's astounded voice rang, "I can't emulate them! Where did you pick these ugly swords?"
Jacob completely ignored the second part, and his eyes shimmered with ecstasy since Nyx's confirmation meant these swords were at least on the level of that mysterious book.
Jacob cut off Nyx's vision and then thought loudly, "Cursed Immortality!"
The moment Immortika appeared, Jacob didn't waste time and quickly asked, "You should know what I want to inquire about. Even if you can't open his insufferable mouth, just tell me, what rank these swords are?"
"Well, I'll be damn! You just don't know how to ask nicely, huh? No wonder you don't have any friends. Hahahaha…"
How could Immortika comply with Jacob's demands right off the bat without taking a jab at him first?
Jacob still endured since he wanted to know about these swords and wait before Immortika had its fill of laughs.
Only after filling the page with 'Haha' endlessly does it finally come to the point.
"Tsk, alright, you're becoming even more, creepier; why not just enjoy a little? About these swords, all I can reveal to you is they are actually not swords but keys to a very interesting place.
"Only those with devil's luck can acquire them. They can't be sought after and would never fall into the hands of someone they are not meant to be. Even if you gave them away, as long as that person isn't meant for them, he will lose them eventually. They can't destroy, nor can they be hidden.
"As for where the locks of these keys are, you'll one day find it since you've already gotten the keys.
"Of course, it's under the premonition that you can reach that place alive, but it will be very, very entertaining for sure. Hahahaahaha…!"