Blood looked at the floating Trident as information appeared in his eyes.
[Soul Transcending Trident]
[Description: A Primordial weapon unique and bounded to Host and any future successors, if there ever are any. A weapon custom-built for Host's diverse mount of skills and techniques set, which can continuously grow with the Host with no barrier impediment. Its extremely sharp edges and hardness were things to watch out for.
Current Grade: mid-level Grade 1]
[Skills: 1
Inferior: Dull Step
Description: Make Host's step extremely slow upon activating the skill]
Ballock tapped Blood hard, who jolted as he turned his gaze to him.
"What are you doing? Why did you hit me so hard?" Blood reproached. He could still feel the pain.
"I've been calling you since, but you didn't respond. You seem to be in a daze." Ballock said blankly, "What's with that Trident? How did it suddenly appear in front of you, or were you the one who summoned it?" he inquired with shimmering eyes.
A weapon that could stir the world's energy wouldn't be simple and he saw it materialized in his dear friend's face. How could he not be interested?
However, Blood's response puzzled him since he wasn't expecting this kind of answer.
"I don't know. This domain is a strange one, a weapon of this magnitude could be easily seen without struggle. We've come across a gold mine, Ballock. Yes! We've made it!" Blood uttered in jubilation and his eyes shone with ecstasy as he seemingly jumped around.
Inwardly, he had this urge to punch the Blood Book hard for setting him up.
"Wow, is that so? Let's look around maybe we would find something similar or even more powerful. But this is up for the taking. And I'll give it a try." Ballock said as his eyes flashed while walking toward the Trident whose aura was becoming stable after the treatments of the subsidized energy.
Just an arm reach from the treasure, he stopped and looked back, "Wish me luck."
As soon as he said those words, he reached out and touched the trident which was in a calm state with hope and caution.
When his hand touched the trident, Blood's heart ached but he didn't worry as the description had said it was unique only to him. He prayed it better be true.
The trident was surely a heaven defying weapon.
He would surely regret it.
The trident repulsed when it felt the contact as it shook heavily, trying to escape the strong grip. When it couldn't shake the hand off, it released a violent beam in all directions.
The beam seemed to contain a strange energy, and Ballock quickly let go off the weapon and tried to avoid the beam coming toward him. It was extremely fast and he couldn't dodge in time.
When it was just an inch of making contact, he felt someone pulled his legs as he fell face first to the ground.
Blood was mystified by the Soul Transcending Trident's self-protective ability.
That attack would have fried Ballock if it had made contact, because the energy imbued had surpassed the Iron realm. It had crossed to the Bronze realm which was not his match. He was lucky enough that he pulled him just in time.
The weapon had just released multiple energy attacks which could combat Bronze realm cultivators. He quickly rechecked the information of the trident once again as something was amiss, because this was clearly out of the league of Grade 1 weapons.
[Soul Transcending Trident]
[Description: …
Current Grade: Peak-level Grade 1]
[Skills: 2
Inferior: Dull Step
Superior: Pulsating Beam]
There was a new skill added. It most likely had something to do with the previous stir of energy which must have raised its level to the peak.
Blood stood up and took a step. He had to try it himself.
He was 80 percent sure that he'd succeed, and the Blood Book had made sure of it. He reached his hand out as he grabbed the trident.
Although, he was a little afraid that the trident would be reluctant at first which would make it release its blazing energy beam, but that wasn't for him to worry about.
The moment he touched the Soul Transcending Trident; bloodlike veins shoot out from it and covered his hand. His hand was tightly knitted as his grip on the trident became hard. The bloodlike veins moved along his hand and pierced his neck.
It was painful. Very painful!
Without care of how much he cried, it spread across his face and penetrated each and every pore.
An earth-shaking shriek resounded across the open space, filled with extreme coldness.
The pain was excruciating!
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In a lofty courtyard, exotic incense cascaded through the air, its fragrance soothing the heart and settling the mind into calm. The powerful fragrance spread beyond the courtyard, permeating the surrounding space.
"Young miss, your father has ordered your return to the Heart land. It appears some kids are stirring trouble." said an extremely tall lady who stood behind a breathtaking figure. She had a light blue hair and dark blue eyes. She was the head servant of the servants who served the figure.
"Leave me, I want to be alone." An alluring voice was heard from the lady, before she walked to the door which led to the garden of the large but simple courtyard.
She was the daughter of the prominent and most respected figure in the entire zone, who was praised to be the best and strongest the zone ever had.
Although, some debates if he were really the strongest in the zone since there were many hidden solo experts who have no care for the troubles of the zone. Theirs was just cultivating and increasing their strength.
The debate was always there and that was also how the current zone commander sprung out from nowhere and defeated the previous recognized leader. There was always someone watching and waiting. The benefits of being the commander of a zone was extremely enticing and once in a while a challenger emerge…
Kate had been exploring empires, cities and villages on her own since she was a child and only had a single servant accompany her wherever she settled. She had also crossed various regions, and now she was currently staying in a city about ten days away from the city of Sand-scale.
From here she would visit other places to advance her knowledge and battle prowess. She had stopped going to the academy at age 12 and had ever since become an adventurer of the Hunter Union.
Kate sat on a stone bench. She picked a stick lying around and started writing something on the ground slowly. This was what she usually does while having a deep thought. There were very few kids her age who could make her go all out when fighting.
When she reached this thought, she remembered the kid she met the other day who had a long curly red hair. His face often flashed through her mind, and it became a normal feeling.
Maybe it was because of the face he gave her before he left.
The kid was so weak that she found it hard to believe he was the son of a great man.
A slight smile appeared on her oval face when she reached this thought but something even more astonishing happened the next moment.