Chapter 274: Section 62: Demon Blood Greatsword
White Wings Port.
Zong Ge entered a weapon store.
This was the largest weapon store in White Wings Port, massive and luxuriously decorated. Zong Ge felt as if he had entered a noble’s manor.
The moment he stepped into the hall, a receptionist quickly approached him, friendly in demeanor, “Sir, what would you like to purchase? I can provide some guidance.”
Although Zong Ge was a half-orc, his Silver Level aura was quite apparent.
His tall stature and distinctive appearance made him stand out, even in a crowded hall.
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“Two-handed greatsword, and full-body armor,” Zong Ge responded succinctly.
In his battle with Golden Hook, his two-handed greatsword was destroyed. Although he had spare weapons, they were only makeshift.
His original full-body armor had been battered on Mysterious Monster Island, and after the previous tough battle, it was completely ruined.
White Wings Port was a large port, with far more comprehensive and advanced facilities than New Moon Port. While the Dragon-man youth, Di Lou, and others headed to the Life Temple, Zong Ge wanted to see if there were suitable weapons and equipment for him.
“Sir, right this way,” the receptionist nodded continuously, leading the way.
He guided Zong Ge to the second floor.
Upon reaching the second floor, the half-orc saw a suit of full-body armor in a display case made of crystal.
It shimmered with a metallic brilliance, its lines smooth, joints finely crafted, and it even came with a silk cape—extremely luxurious.
Golden Level armor!
The half-orc nodded slightly, thinking that it was no wonder this was the largest weapon store in White Wings Port.
He glanced at the armor and passed by without a second look.
He needed Silver Level protective gear, Golden Armor was a bit too premature for him. Just like how goblin War Merchants couldn’t fully exert the power of a Divine Artifact, Silver Fighters couldn’t fully exploit the power of Golden Level full-body armor.
Moreover, the Golden Level armor clearly did not fit the half-orc’s physique.
This area was evidently the protective gear section of the weapon store.
Inside, there were full-body armor, half-body armor, arm guards, leg guards, footwear, helmets, shoulder guards, breastplates, skirt armor, and more.
The materials included common iron and steel as well as special woods like Jade Bamboo and Wax Poplar, and monster materials like Beast Bones and snake scales.
The receptionist in charge of the protective gear was sharp-eyed; he immediately noticed the extraordinariness of the short spears on Zong Ge’s back and began recommending expensive protective gear.
You get what you pay for.
Indeed, these expensive pieces of protective gear were of excellent quality.
Zong Ge took a liking to three sets but did not hurry to make a purchase, “Let’s look at the two-handed greatswords next.”
Thus, he proceeded to the third floor, to the close-combat weapons section.
After reviewing nearly all the two-handed greatswords, Zong Ge always felt they left something to be desired.
His previously used greatsword was military-issued, rugged, simple, and durable. The two-handed greatswords here were either too long, too thin, or too light.
The closest to his ideal was a Golden Level two-handed greatsword.
Although it was expensive, Zong Ge was quite wealthy and could afford it.
This was because Zong Ge and his group had defeated and plundered the Silver Hook Pirates, gaining a considerable amount of goods. Before leaving the ship, the pirates had divided the loot.
“I would like to try this sword first,” Zong Ge said.
“Of course.” The receptionist led him to the shooting range behind the building.
Aside from archery targets, there were also humanoid melee targets specifically provided for customers to test weapons.
Zong Ge held the sword grip with both hands and took a big step forward, executing a Combat Skill.
A blade’s shadow appeared in the next moment, carrying a hint of golden luster, and directly split the humanoid target in two.
“Silver Peak!” An elf, who happened to see this, couldn’t help but be surprised.
He could tell, despite Zong Ge’s young age, he possessed a Silver Peak Cultivation. The likelihood of the half-orc becoming a Golden Fighter in the future was quite high.
The elf approached the half-orc directly and spoke bluntly, “This sword is not suited for you, warrior.”
Seeing the elf, the receptionist hurriedly addressed him as ‘boss.’
The elf smiled, “I am the owner of this weapon store, you can call me Huang.”
Huang pointed to the two-handed greatsword in Zong Ge’s hands, “This ‘Angel’s Wings’ is a magic greatsword I created using feathers from an angel, combined with various alchemy techniques.”
“It possesses several magic properties, as I believe others have already informed you.”
“It’s well-crafted but not suited for you.”
Zong Ge nodded, “So, you have a better weapon?”
Huang nodded, “Of course. I have a treasure of the shop here, a Magic Piercing Sword named ‘White Feather,’ which I spent three years forging. It’s a Holy Domain Level weapon.”
“You must know the origin of White Wings Port, right?”
Zong Ge nodded.
The original name of White Wings Port wasn’t this. Hundreds of years ago, the port was nearly lost to a devil attack. At the critical moment, a Holy Angel appeared and killed the attacking Devil Lord.
The Holy Angel fought valiantly, sacrificing his life to take down the Devil Lord and save the port.
The port was renamed White Wings Port, in honor of that unnamed Holy Angel.
The elf, Huang, continued, “The main material of this treasure of my shop is the wing bone of the Holy Angel.”
“I don’t like using piercing swords,” Zong Ge said.
Huang smiled, “That’s why, though I have better weapons in my shop, none are more suitable for you. I suggest that you visit a weapons shop named Copper Furnace. Perhaps their weapons would suit you.”
“Oh?” Zong Ge looked at the elf in surprise.
Typical merchants would try their best to sell their products, but this elf was different.
Huang continued, “The owner of the Copper Furnace weapons shop is a dwarf named Da Kang Copper Beard. He is quite peculiar and might not agree to meet you or sell you that two-handed greatsword. But you are in luck, warrior.”
“Da Kang has been having trouble with the wine he brews and now urgently needs bronze apple wine as an additive.”
“I smell that wine on you.”
“If you have such wine, perhaps you could give it a try.”
Zong Ge’s nostrils twitched. Indeed, he carried the scent of wine.
On the victorious return journey, to celebrate their victory, the Justice Pirate Group held a banquet aboard the ship. Zong Ge drank quite a bit of the bronze apple wine they had excavated from an underwater chamber.
The half-beast expressed his thanks to the elf, Huang, and promptly left the weapon shop.
Following Huang’s directions, Zong Ge made some effort to locate a small, dilapidated shop at the end of an alley.
The shop was closed.
Zong Ge knocked on the door without a response, then shouted, “I have lots of bronze apple wine!”
Upon hearing his shout, the shop door opened, revealing a disheveled big head.
It was the dwarf, Da Kang Copper Beard.
“What did you just yell?” Da Kang stared intently at Zong Ge.
Zong Ge recounted his experience at Huang’s weapon shop.
“Do you really have a lot of bronze apple wine?” Da Kang asked, first with surprise then frowning, “Can you sell it to me?”
“I’d like to see that two-handed greatsword first,” Zong Ge said.
Da Kang nodded, “Of course, you can try it. You’re strong, but that is a Gold Level greatsword. It’s not that I don’t want to sell it to you, this greatsword was made by my teacher. It has killed many people… it’s dangerous.”
Zong Ge became even more interested by these words.
Da Kang led the half-beast inside the shop.
Moments later, Zong Ge saw the two-handed greatsword.
It was about 1.8 meters long, the tip wasn’t blunt as usual but sharp like a bird’s beak.
The blade was dark red, and the hilt black, its surface uneven, marked with numerous fine grooves. Those grooves, like fingerprints, extended from the hilt along the blade all the way to the tip.
Upon first glance, Zong Ge could feel some intense negative energy contained within the greatsword.
Da Kang timely explained, “This sword is called Demon Blood. It’s crafted from the horns, heart, and blood of a Devil Lord by my teacher himself.”
“It is a flawed item.”
“My teacher originally planned to craft a Holy Domain Level greatsword, but sadly he failed.”
“I was less than a hundred years old at that time, had the fortune to assist in its forging and witnessed the failed event.”
“The Devil Lord was annihilated along with the Holy Angel, but his dissatisfaction, resentment, and desire for destruction were condensed into his blood, heart, and every part of his body.”
“At the critical moment of forging, these resentments and destructive wills erupted violently, severely disrupting my teacher. The originally Holy Domain Level sword embryo suddenly fell to the Gold Level.”
As the dwarf spoke, when he noticed Zong Ge reaching out to grab the hilt, he quickly warned, “Be careful! This sword is choosy. If it’s dissatisfied, it will absorb and consume the sword master’s blood. So, you need to envelop your hand with fighting energy.”
“It also contains the Devil Lord’s strong will for destruction. Each time the sword master draws the sword from its sheath, it demands destruction and killing to certain standards before it’s satisfied. If it’s unsatisfied, it will attack its own master. Many sword masters have been driven mad by this spiritual onslaught, turning into killers, and some have even committed suicide.”
“It’s that troublesome?” the half-beast frowned and grabbed the hilt with his large hand.
“Cover your hand with fighting energy!” the dwarf exclaimed.
However, the half-beast did not do so: “It’s better to grip the handle directly, it’s difficult to grasp the subtleties of sword skills through a layer of fighting energy. Just let it suck.”
Yet, the Demon Blood Greatsword remained calm in Zong Ge’s hands, without any signs of restlessness or backlash.
“This?!” The dwarf almost doubted if he had grabbed the wrong sword.
Clang.
With a crisp sound, Zong Ge drew the Demon Blood Greatsword from its sheath.
Whoosh!
With a casual wave, he immediately created a sword wind that cleared the surrounding clutter, blowing the disheveled dwarf’s hair wildly back.
The half-beast’s brow relaxed, revealing a look of delight, and he blurted out, “Good sword!”
The dwarf slightly opened his mouth, stunned.
Then, Zong Ge infused his fighting energy into the sword.
The fighting energy filled the blade, and the entire Demon Blood Greatsword emitted a strong aura—craving for killing, craving for destruction, craving for annihilation, craving for war!
“Good sword…” Zong Ge praised again, and for a moment, his eyes slightly lost focus.
The dwarf stood, staring at him in amazement: “I have never seen the Demon Blood Greatsword so submissive in someone’s hands before. Take it! From now on, it’s yours.”