While writing runes on the jade box, Connor chanted an ancient and obscure incantation.
"Abdul Rahman … Sainz … Musta … Nottingham …"
Under the influence of the ancient incantation, the jade box gradually emitted a bright black light, and the black light gradually became more and more dazzling.
At this moment, Connor, who was still using his left index finger to write runes on the jade box, could clearly feel the sharp pain in his finger. Seeing this, Connor decisively withdrew his finger from the jade box. Then, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he shouted at the jade box.
"Enzos … Chilia!"
As soon as the incantation fell, the jade box, which was emitting a bright black light, immediately floated up and floated in mid-air. Then, there was the sound of jade shattering, and before anyone could react, the ink-black jade box exploded with a bang under Connor's gaze.
In the next second, a black cross sword containing extremely terrifying energy appeared in Connor's sight. This pitch-black cross sword seemed to be very agile. If Connor hadn't set up a barrier in advance, this cross sword might have soared into the sky and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the cross sword appear, Connor's face immediately showed a satisfied expression, but soon returned to normal. Then, he revealed a ruthless expression, clenched his right hand into a fist, and smashed it on his own chest.
Connor, who was "self-harming", immediately trembled, and his angular face turned red. In the next second, Connor spat out a mouthful of blood on the cross sword.
As soon as the blood came in contact with the cross sword, the cross sword erupted with a clear and melodious humming sound, like a dragon's roar. Then, under the control of Connor's spiritual force, Connor's blood actually slowly seeped into the cross sword.
As his blood seeped into the sword, Connor immediately felt that his mind was connected to the black cross sword. Seeing this, Connor's mind moved, and the black cross sword suddenly changed in mid-air according to his will.
Seeing this cross sword being used as if it was his own arm, even though Connor was exhausted from the series of actions just now, and his body was a little tired, he was very excited mentally, and laughed heartily. With the help of this cross sword, even if Connor still wasn't a match for a rank 2 Magus, it wasn't impossible for him to escape with his life.
This cross sword was the rank 3 fire attribute magic artifact that Connor had found in the underground tomb in the Navas Forest.
At that time, this rank 3 magic artifact was severely damaged, and it was also a fire attribute magic artifact. Not only was it of little use to Connor, it was also of little value. Under normal circumstances, Connor would have placed it on a shelf and kept it in the depths of his space ring.
However, Connor wasn't willing to miss out on the first rank 3 magic artifact in his life. Hence, with the help of the auxiliary A.I. Chip in his mind, Connor started racking his brains to think of a way to make this severely damaged rank 3 fire attribute cross sword usable by him.
After experiencing hundreds of failures in the simulation created by the auxiliary A.I. Chip, Connor summed up his experience and learned his lesson. Finally, he found a path of success on the basis of his failures. He repaired the damage done to the cross blade while changing the energy of the cross blade. He changed it from a fire attribute magic artifact to a dark attribute magic artifact that was suitable for Connor to use.
Although the progress of the change was slow, under Connor's unrelenting efforts, Connor finally reaped the fruits of his victory today, and obtained his first rank 3 magic artifact!
Slowly stroking the cold body of the cross sword in his hand and feeling the terrifying energy hidden under the pitch black exterior of this magic artifact, Connor became eager to try it out. He couldn't wait to test the power of this rank 3 magic artifact.
Connor surveyed his surroundings and his gaze finally locked onto an empty space a hundred meters to his left. Without hesitation, Connor immediately got to work. He set up a three meter long and one meter thick metal wall in the middle of the empty space. He then applied a layer of anti-magic paint on the surface of the metal wall, making the defensive strength of the metal wall infinitely close to that of a rank 1 defensive magic artifact.
After finishing all these preparations, Connor, full of anticipation, carefully used the cross sword. Under his control, the dark attribute magic artifact that had been changed from the cross sword's energy to the cross sword silently became invisible in the air. When it reappeared, it easily pierced a fist-sized hole in the one meter thick metal wall.
Seeing this effect, Connor nodded slightly, but he wasn't very excited. As a rank 3 magic artifact, the power of the cross sword was the most basic and wasn't worth being excited about. If the rank 3 magic artifact that he'd spent so much time, effort, and alchemy materials to complete didn't even have this much power, then he, Connor Ferguson, would really cry in the toilet …
After trying out the other attack forms of the cross sword and gaining a deeper understanding of the cross sword's power, Connor's expression became both excited and serious. He wanted to try out the unique abilities of this rank 3 magic artifact!
Even though the rank 3 magic artifact in Connor's hand was made from the foundation of a rank 3 magic artifact that was on the verge of being scrapped, Connor had repaired it and completed it. Compared to a normal rank 3 magic artifact, it was still a rank 3 magic artifact. Therefore, in addition to its powerful normal attacks, this unique attack method was also very much worth looking forward to!
Taking a deep breath, Connor stretched out his hand and grasped the floating cross sword with both hands. He then concentrated and silently chanted an incantation. In the next moment, the cross sword appeared. A terrifying energy fluctuation that made one's heart palpitate appeared, and threads of black gas were also emitted from the blade. At this moment, Connor Ferguson, who was holding the cross sword with both hands, let out a roar and slashed forward with the cross sword. Instantly, two rays of dark attribute energy, like evil spirits, quickly intertwined with each other and slashed at the metal wall.
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