There were very few substances in nature that emitted light on their own, and they were all radioactive substances.
These substances contained a huge amount of energy. Take enriched uranium as an example. A gram of enriched uranium could release 2 × 10 to the power of 10 joules, which was equivalent to 1.5 tons of anthracite coal used to generate electricity, producing 5555.56 kWh of electricity. It seemed insignificant, but the energy it produced could melt seven to eight tons of steel into molten iron, and it could also burn a person to ashes dozens of times.
Of course, if it was not for artificial fission, the half-life of uranium was measured in hundreds of millions of years. If a gram of uranium naturally decayed, it would take hundreds of millions of years to release half of its energy. The energy released in the form of radiation every second was so little that it was almost negligible.
Luo Yuan did not know what this crystal was, but he was sure that it was definitely not radioactive. Moreover, if it released its energy in the form of light and heat, it would probably only take a few years for the crystal to run out of energy.
Then again, the energy released by this energy crystal was a thousand times stronger than enriched uranium, and it weighed more than 50 grams. It was hard to tell how much energy it contained. If he took into account the terrifying strength of a level eight mutated creature and its huge size, he estimated that the energy it contained would not be any less than a gram of enriched uranium.
Luo Yuan put down the glass tube with a serious face. This thing was too dangerous, and he had to deal with the horn first.
He carefully put the glass tube back into the box, closed it, and tore open the paper box that contained the spiral horn.
Inside the paper box was a wooden box that was about two meters long. The wood of the wooden box was fine and dark, and it looked like gold and iron. Luo Yuan could roughly guess that it was a dark blue level wood without having to identify it.
The wooden box was sealed tightly with dried and dehydrated rattan skin. Luo Yuan tried to tear it open, but he could not. He had to use his Will to cut the tough rattan skin apart one by one.
Just as he was about to open the box, he felt a slight numbness in his fingers as if he was being pricked by a needle. He quickly retracted his hand and looked at it. He was shocked to see that his fingers were covered with fine red dots.
If it were not for his tough skin, he would have bled.
The horn was so terrifying. It was a dead object that emitted less than half of its original power. Luo Yuan could not imagine that the horn would be such a terrifying weapon when it was still on the mutated beast's body. He was afraid that his opponent would be badly wounded even before it touched him.
His heart skipped a beat and he dared not underestimate it anymore. He gathered his Will and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light film. He gently opened the wooden box and subconsciously squinted his eyes. If Luo Yuan had not protected himself with his Will, he would not have been able to see what was inside. The entire platinum horn exuded a threatening sharpness, and there seemed to be an invisible force within it, constantly wreaking havoc in the air. Under this force, the wooden box under the horn had almost been corroded into a semi-arc shape, and a layer of fine, powdery wood chips had piled up at the bottom.
Compared to the real thing, the pictures on the website could not reflect the power of the horn.
Luo Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the horn. He could feel his Will being depleted. He could not help but feel happy. Although the original Zhanmadao was also very powerful, it was just a feeling. It was nothing compared to the real power he was feeling now.
He used his identification technique.
"Phantom Horse's Horn."
"Rarity: Dark Green."
"Weight: 65kg."
"Additional Abilities: Tearing, Bleeding."
"Remarks: The Phantom Horse is the darling of speed. It does not have a fixed territory and can travel anywhere it wants. Its speed and horn are its means of self-defense."
Luo Yuan took a look and realized that the additional abilities of the horn were very compatible with the Zhanmadao. The only thing that mattered was the sharpness of the blade. All the other abilities were useless to Luo Yuan.
He took out the Zhanmadao, and the tip of the blade was filled with Will. He held it tightly and inserted it into the middle of the horn to use the synthesis technique.
Gradually, the horn began to heat up, and soon, it was already a heatwave. The platinum color of the horn quickly faded, and countless powder fell to the ground. At the same time, the Zhanmadao, which was originally white with black stripes, gradually turned platinum, and an invisible force began to spread on the body of the blade.
As time passed, more than half of the horn gradually turned into ashes. Only one-third of the horn could no longer be synthesized.
Luo Yuan took out the Zhanmadao and looked at it. The whole Zhanmadao had now become a real lethal weapon. The whole blade was very sharp and contained a hidden pressure. Looking at it from afar, it felt like it was being pricked by needles. He used his Will to restrain the tearing power of the blade and condense it on the tip of the blade. A sharp force that was a few times stronger than the one he had unconsciously released before sliced through the air.
Looking at the wooden box that originally contained the horn, Luo Yuan waved the Zhanmadao lightly, and the tip of the blade slid across the top of the wooden box. There was no contact at all, and the distance between the two was about a foot. However, something amazing happened. As the Zhanmadao moved, the entire wooden box was silently split into two halves.
The cut was smooth and delicate, like the surface of a mirror.
The condensed sharp force was half a meter long, and it was extremely sharp. When it was half a meter away from the box, the force did not completely disappear, but it gradually weakened. However, it was not strong enough to cut the wooden box.
Of course, if that was the case, the force would only be a supplementary force, and the blade formed by Will would be a few times sharper.
However, Luo Yuan realized that the sharp force could complement his Will. With this sharp force, his Will seemed to have a skeleton to support it. Not only was it more stable and sharp, but its maximum range was also expanded to a distance of 1.5 meters. What was even more unbelievable was that the consumption of Will was greatly reduced.
"Phantom Zhanmadao"
"Rarity: Dark Green"
"Weight: 24kg"
"Attack Power: 40-46"
"Additional Ability 1: Attack Speed + 3"
"Additional Ability 2: Tear (Passive) Its sharpness can easily cut through any object (Moderate Effect)"
"Additional Ability 3: Bleeding (Passive) It can continuously bleed on wounds, which cannot be healed."
"Remarks: This is a Zhanmadao with a mysterious power. It is very sharp, and no one can use it except for its owner."
Looking at the powerful attributes in his mind, Luo Yuan was delighted. To some extent, this dark green level (Level 7) horn was more valuable than an ordinary level eight material to Luo Yuan.
The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that the blade was slightly heavier. It was almost 25 kilograms, which made Luo Yuan, who was used to holding the original Zhanmadao, feel uncomfortable. He needed to practice for a while to get used to it. Other than this insignificant flaw, everything else was perfect.
After the fusion, there was still one-third of the horn left. When Luo Yuan picked it up and was about to tidy up the room, he suddenly realized that the sharp force of the remaining horn had disappeared.
Had it been integrated into the Zhanmadao? Or was the Zhanmadao's ability to absorb energy limitlessly?
Luo Yuan was in disbelief. This was the first time he had noticed such a situation. After all, when the Zhanmadao was being fused, the materials were either limited and nothing was left after the fusion, or its ability was obscure. It was impossible to tell from its appearance, so he had not noticed it before.
However, he did not have enough evidence, so he could not tell at the moment. It seemed like he would have to pay more attention in the future.
Luo Yuan controlled the Zhanmadao and returned it to its normal state. Then, he sheathed it and put it aside.
Looking at the small box next to him, he was tempted again. This kind of thing could make people instantly powerful. If he did not study it right away, he would be very tempted.
He reached out to open the box and carefully took out the glass bottle. He quickly wiped off the wax seal and pulled out the cork from inside.
All of a sudden, a faint pressure filled the air, making Luo Yuan feel suffocated. His expression quickly became serious. The pressure was not even one-thousandth of that of a real level eight mutated beast. Even so, he could not help but feel a sense of oppression in his heart.
He took a deep breath. He did not know how powerful a real level eight mutated beast would be. Just thinking about it made him feel hopeless. He was afraid that he would not be able to get close to it.
He shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts. He did not dare to hesitate. This kind of energy crystal was very easy to oxidize. If it was exposed to the air for too long, its effectiveness would be greatly reduced.
To avoid any accidents, he covered his body with a thin layer of Will and quickly put the crystal in his hand.
However, as soon as his palm came into contact with the crystal, the energy crystal began to vibrate violently as if it was alive. At the same time, Luo Yuan was in a trance and an invisible roar rose in his heart. Vaguely, he seemed to see an elegant, colorful giant beast raising its head and roaring angrily.
Luo Yuan took a few steps back. When he came back to his senses, he could not help but look pale.
Unknowingly, half of his Will had dissipated. There was not much left. The thin layer of Will on his body was almost impossible to maintain.
He looked down at his palm and found that he had unconsciously grabbed the crystal. He opened his palm, and the crystal was still in his hand. However, compared to the violent trembling that seemed to want to escape, the crystal was now motionless, as if the scene just now was an illusion.
Luo Yuan gently exhaled. He felt a chill on his back. Only then did he realize that he was soaked in sweat.
"What happened just now?" His face was solemn, and he still had lingering fears.
PS: Sorry, I'll make it up next time. I'll make it up on Sunday when I'm free.
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