"What is Casted Spirit?" Lu Li knew that his chance had come.
It was rare to see an NPC who didn't care about his low Charisma. Previously, when he blocked Prince Thunderaan's wind blade, no matter what his motive was, it had perfectly increased Demitrian's favorability.
Saving his life was more useful than any Charisma.
"Many craftsmen aren't humans. The best blacksmiths are dwarves, inscriptions are in the hands of trolls, jewelry is the specialty of dwarves, elves are best at enchantment … Humans have learned all kinds of skills from these races and gradually formed their own style …" Demitrian said emotionally.
"Was Casted Spirit invented by humans?" Lu Li asked.
"Of course not," Demitrian shook his head and said with a smile, "It was invented by demons. Humans have also learned it."
"You haven't said what is Casted Spirit," Lu Li was speechless. What was there to show off by copying other people's skills? He couldn't wait to understand this Casted Spirit. It would be best if he could learn it. This thing sounded very powerful.
"It's to inject a strong soul into the equipment. It's that simple," Demitrian didn't beat around the bush.
"Is this how the weapons of demons come about?" It was the first time Lu Li had heard of it.
"Not all of them. Only a few of them are like this. I heard that the dual blades in Illidan's hands are the perfect work of Casted Spirit. There's a very powerful being sealed inside," Demitrian looked fascinated.
Lu Li was also fascinated. That was a weapon that only existed in legends. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a divine weapon.
The reason why Illidan was so powerful, other than his own strength, the Warblade of Azzinoth, the Skull of Gul 'dan, Sargeras's Cursed Vision, Sargeras's betrayal, these divine weapons also gave him a lot of bargaining chips.
The Warblade of Azzinoth was seized by Illidan from an Apocalypse Guard officer called Azzinoth. Its specific origin was no longer reliable, but some people thought it had a greater origin.
It was the skull of the Orc Warlock Gul 'dan. It contained great power and had the evil ability to seduce people's hearts.
That was a very long story, so I won't repeat it.
The latter two items both came from Sargeras, and when they were in Illidan's hands, they were undoubtedly true artifacts.
Of course, the Eggblade dropped from the Instance Dungeon was weakened. Even so, the Eggblade was still a top-tier Legendary equipment.
"Actually, it wasn't anything too brilliant," Demitrian helplessly spread out his hands, "A strong soul is not easy to obtain. I wanted to obtain a strong wind element, so I sacrificed my own freedom."
"Can't you seal a weaker soul inside?" Lu Li asked.
"Of course, but I advise you to try your best not to do that," Demitrian said as he worked, "There was a period of time when the Spirit Casting Technique was very popular. At that time, no matter how low-end a weapon was, the Spirit Casters would seal a soul into it, reaching the point of abuse."
"What happened next? Why is it that the once popular Spirit Casting Technique is now unknown? "
"That's a good question. They discovered that human souls are very special. They can be superimposed, no matter if it's a few human souls superimposed, or the souls of other life forms, and it can achieve good results. In the beginning, they used the souls of death row prisoners, and then they used the souls of prisoners of war, and then … things got out of control. The village was destroyed, the elderly, the children, nothing was left. Can you imagine the scene at that time?"
"I can imagine," Lu Li suddenly felt that this was a bit similar to the Undead Scourge.
"So, the mainland began to kill the Spirit Casters, and more and more Spirit Casters were executed – their hands were not clean, and they had nothing to say in the trial. There were also some Spirit Casters who chose to hide themselves, and after tens of thousands of years, I reckon there aren't many Spirit Casters left."
"Are you a Spirit Caster?" Lu Li was very surprised.
He couldn't tell that this quest NPC actually had a hidden profession.
Dawnlight didn't have any hidden professions or hidden quests, but it seemed reasonable to say that Demitrian was a hidden profession, an inheritance from the ancient times that had been lost in time and memory.
"Yes, I'm a Spirit Caster, and also a Warlock," Demitrian admitted.
"In the Azeroth Continent, are there many Spirit Casters like you?" Lu Li was quite curious. No matter what, he was considered to have lived two lives, and in this life, he had reached this stage, but he actually hadn't even heard of the word Spirit Caster before.
"There were originally quite a few, but they're all dead. Like me, they always hoped to be able to enslave a strong existence," Demitrian said.
"F * ck, this is faster than suicide, no wonder all the Spirit Casters are gone," Weilan Haifeng said.
"But do you know, the lifelong pursuit of a Spirit Caster," Demitrian paused, but didn't refute. On one hand, the inheritance was limited, and on the other hand, they were courting death. Spirit Casters were indeed committing suicide.
"It seems that everyone is thinking about how to become stronger," Lu Li replied.
"No, it's to forge real semi-divine weapons and divine weapons, not these fake and inferior goods in your hands," Demitrian said arrogantly. "Why should only semi-gods and greater existences be able to forge divine weapons and semi-divine weapons?"
"Uh …" He was actually looked down upon.
"Inject a strong soul, and let the equipment become alive. The Spirit Casters firmly believe that this is the only way to forge divine weapons," Demitrian said enthusiastically.
"Then … can the one you're making now become a divine weapon? After all, we've injected Thunderland's soul into it. I heard that he could even defeat Ragnaros, and even beat Sargeras with a drumstick," Weilan Haifeng was already drooling.
"I hope it can become a divine weapon more than you, child, pray," Demitrian said.
Lu Li concentrated on watching Demitrian forge the weapon. He could occasionally help a little, but he was destined to be disappointed, because this kind of observation wasn't enough for him to discover the mystery of Spirit Casting.
He couldn't understand at all, how could a soul be sealed into a weapon. Even if it was a game, it should at least pay attention to the logic within the system.
"I know there's something, after absorbing a certain amount of soul, it can obtain even greater power. Does this belong to the category of Spirit Casting?" Lu Li took out the Book of Ur from his backpack. This equipment had long been at the maximum level, but it had already become obsolete.
He had always kept this equipment, and occasionally released the husky sealed in the equipment.
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