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Most importantly, as a mortal, being able to touch the marks left by the gods is a great honor in itself.
So from the standpoint of a mature woman, she still has some thanks to Chen Mo.
Although the mature woman is very clear about the value of the imprint of the gods, Chen Mo is ignorant of it. He just thinks that the identity of the gods is really easy to use. Just leave a mark and you can get it for free.
Regarding Chen Mo's misunderstanding, Hestia didn't explain anything, she just looked at this child who was the first to join her family and promised a better life for her with a touch of tenderness.
You must work hard to become stronger, Chen Mojun!
Otherwise, the debt I bear is estimated to cost Hephaestus 100 years... No, 200 years of work is not enough to pay back!
Chapter 6 Gather Swords into Bones
After entering the shop with the crystal ball in her arms, Chen Mo didn't have to wait too long, and the proprietress came out of the shop soon.
In her hand, she carried a large dark yellow leather bag
"These... are the best quality one-handed swords in our store at present, and according to your request, each sword, from the blade to the hilt, is all black."
Putting the bag on the ground with some difficulty, the proprietress raised her head and showed Chen Mo a sweet smile full of mature charm, then opened the tightly bound bag, and there was a clanging metal sound when the sword blades collided with each other.
"Such a distinguished guest, please choose your favorite love sword at will!"
In the opened pocket, dozens of pitch-black one-handed swords reflected the cold and sharp light under the light, which matched other weapons such as swords, guns, axes, spears, hooks, forks, bows and arrows, and shields placed in the shop. Compared to, it is indeed more sophisticated. It is conceivable that these swords must be first-class magical weapons, and their quality should have reached a certain extreme that is difficult to surpass.
After staring at the sword in his pocket for a long time, Chen Mo couldn't help hesitating.
Although he did get the inheritance of [Swordsman in Black], this professional inheritance has only been lit up with the talent skill of [One-handed Sword], and it is still the lowest Lv.1. How does he know how to distinguish swords? Good or bad?
As for relying on a clear and clean sword heart, listening to one's intuition...
Perhaps after he lights up all the skills on the [Black Swordsman] skill tree, it is really possible to have such an illusory thing as Jianxin, but that is not something he can comprehend now.
"Chen Mojun?"
Seeing that Chen Mo hadn't started to choose the sword for a long time, Hestia asked with some doubts: "What's the matter, are these swords not eye-catching?"
Being able to awaken the exclusive skill [One-Handed Sword] immediately after accepting [Benevolence], Hestia absolutely did not doubt Chen Mo's talent and accomplishments in kendo, so she thought it was because the quality of the weapon was not good enough. A sword that can satisfy Chen Mo.
"No, it's not... It's just that I was thinking about something just now, and I was a little lost."
Waving to Hestia, Chen Mo looked again at the dozens of pitch-black sword blades in his pocket, still feeling helpless, so he stopped hesitating, took two steps forward, bent down and drew a sword out of it. .
The hilt wrapped in unknown black leather has a warm and comfortable feeling when held in the hand. Even if Chen Mo doesn't know how to taste a sword, he still knows that it is definitely a good sword.
Because, it is very comfortable to hold.
And body feedback doesn't lie.
It seems that luck is good, I picked a good guy...
With a joyful expression on his face, Chen Mo said without any hesitation, "That's it."
However, just when he clenched the hilt of his sword and was about to get up.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you got a one-handed straight sword (black)"
"Rated 53 (out of 100)"
"Meet the [Black Swordsman] talent [Sword Bone] trigger condition"
"Talent triggers, [Sword Bone] shaping begins"
A series of system prompts failed to attract Chen Mo's attention at all. At this moment, in his eyes, it seemed that only himself and the long sword in his hand were left in the world.
A sword is a good sword.
A good sword has a spirit, for the sword spirit.
The sword spirit is born from the sword, but it is also detached from the sword. Sometimes it turns into a friend who can talk about everything, sometimes it turns into a blood relative, sometimes it turns into a life-and-death enemy, and sometimes it turns into a partner who holds hands... ...The various states of life, all kinds of heat and cold, are all condensed in this moment, and with the sharp sword intent as the pen, they are engraved on the bone and blood one by one.
Chen Mo is still the same Chen Mo, he held the black long sword in one hand, and slowly straightened his back, but the original ordinary feeling on his body has changed, he has become like a fairy holding a sword, just standing there at will , is like a peerless sword that shows its sharpness, it is almost impossible to look directly at it, as if the eyeball can be stabbed just by the contact of the line of sight.
"Guest...guest..."
Those who witnessed Chen Mo's transformation, except for Hestia, the receptionists in the shop had turned pale and their feet were swaying, and the proprietress herself was a senior adventurer who had reached Lv.3, so she was able to withstand this The pressure barely made a sound.
"Customer... If you don't hold back your arrogance... my shop assistants... can't take it anymore!"
While reminding Chen Mo aloud, the proprietress couldn't help but glance at his current posture again.
In an instant, a cold and sharp feeling crawled all over her body, as if her whole body was pierced by countless sharp swords, and her heart began to beat violently. After just a moment, she couldn't help but look away.
Terrible... this man...
Just his aura can bring such strong oppression, what is his true level? Lv.4?Or Lv.5?
No, no, she had seen that Lv.5 adventurer called Sword Fairy before. Although the other party could also bring her a very strong sense of oppression, compared with the current one, it was far worse.
Could it be that he is the legendary Lv.7...?
When the thought turned to this point, the proprietress suddenly shuddered, and she didn't dare to continue thinking about it, but looked at Hestia full of awe.
To be able to cultivate such an excellent member of the family is indeed worthy of being Lord Shangshen!
As for Hestia, who was in awe of the proprietress, she was staring at Chen Mo intently at the moment, experiencing the feeling of being bathed in the sword blade from a close distance, and her bright eyes were full of splendor.