I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 210 Exposed

Harvey looked at the war gun in his hand in disbelief. As the Lord of Blackthorn, it was impossible for him not to recognize this weapon.

The book "Steel, Magic and Heraldry" was originally placed on the bookshelf on the third floor of the castle.

Although it has now been taken away by Lancelot, Harvey had read this book several times before.

The record about the Black Thorn Crest is on page 22 of the book. The upper part is the shape of the Black Thorn Spear, and the lower part is some explanatory text.

Weapon name: black thorn

Type: Long gun

Texture: Unknown material

Length: two meters

Color: silver

Rating: None, growth weapon

Place of Origin: Blackthorn Arena

Symbolism: Killing and Death

Weapon effect: It can absorb the target's vitality to increase the hardness and size of the weapon, can be infused with any type of magic power, and can be combined with any type of fighting spirit.

Note: This weapon works better with the Black Thorn Emblem.

Harvey was familiar with the description of the Blackthorn Spear, and it was even more impressive to him than the Blackthorn Crest.

Firstly, it was named the Black Thorn, and secondly, no one has seen a real Black Thorn Spear in today's Sebion continent. Even Harvey, who is the forger of the Black Thorn Emblem, has never seen one.

seen it.

The Black Thorn Spear is not like the Black Thorn Crest, which can be forged with magic and various top-grade materials. The Black Thorn Spear is unique and has been lost for hundreds of years due to some historical reasons.

Harvey's eyes widened at this moment, staring at the silver gun of black thorns in his hand in disbelief. After staring for a long time, he slowly raised his head and asked Lancelot in a hoarse voice: "Lancelot, you.

Where did you get it."

Lancelot looked embarrassed. He didn't want to tell the red-robed mage about the origin of the Black Thorn Spear, but when he saw the other party's serious expression, he had no choice but to sigh:

"This was a gift from a friend."

"Friends?" Harvey frowned, questioning the boy's answer.

"Lord Harvey, what I said is the truth."

"Lancelot, as far as I know, the Black Thorn Spear disappeared hundreds of years ago, and there is no trace of it anymore." The red-robed mage suddenly stopped as he spoke, and changed the topic: "Wait, yours

You mean, friends from that world?”

Lancelot nodded and responded: "Yes, Lord Harvey."

The red-robed mage held the war gun with his right hand and took a deep breath: "Lancelot, do you know what it is?"

"The Spear of Black Thorn." Lancelot blurted out, and then added: "I only learned its name after reading the book."

"Then you should know its value."

"To be honest, the content recorded in that book of Steel, Magic and Heraldry is different from what that friend told me."

"Oh? Tell me."

Lancelot cast his eyes on the silver gun body, and his tone slowed down a bit: "According to the records in the book, the Black Thorn Spear is an ungraded weapon, but according to the information my friend told me, this spear

Belongs to the artifact level."

"Artifact level?" The red-robed mage snorted after hearing Lancelot's words, and responded with a disdainful tone: "The Black Thorn Spear is not comparable to any so-called artifact level weapon."

"Lord Harvey, what do you mean?"

The red-robed mage lowered his head and carefully explored the strange carvings on the Black Thorn Spear again, with a trace of awe flashing in his eyes: "The Black Thorn Spear is a non-level weapon, and it is also a growth weapon."

"It will increase its power in battle. Although its initial value is far inferior to that of an artifact, or even an ordinary weapon, the Black Thorn Spear has no upper limit." The red-robed mage paused at this and continued: "

And the so-called artifact, from the moment it is forged, cannot be improved by half a point."

The sunlight that filtered through the gaps in the leaves left large and small spots on Lancelot's face. The boy thought seriously for two seconds and asked in a puzzled tone: "Isn't the artifact the highest-grade weapon?"

"Generally speaking, yes, but the power of the Black Thorn Spear is that it can ignore the level of the enemy's weapon, and even artifacts cannot destroy it."

Lancelot nodded in understanding, but his attention at the moment was not that. Harvey discovered that he had the Black Thorn Spear, and now the gun had fallen into the opponent's hands.

Judging from what the red-robed mage said, this weapon was more rare than he had previously expected, and he would definitely not be stupid enough to give it back to him.

Harvey suddenly fell silent. He lowered his head and stared at the silver Black Thorn Gun. A slumbering silver light was faintly flowing on the surface of the gun.

He has heard the legend of the Black Thorn Spear from his father since he was a child. This weapon named after the Black Thorn can easily pierce the scales of a giant dragon. When its user reaches an extremely high level, it can even kill gods!

Now, with such a priceless weapon in his hand, the cold and mysterious touch made the red-robed mage raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes were full of desire.

Lancelot, standing in front of him, looked disappointed, because the boy knew that he was about to lose such a great gun, and more importantly, it was a gift given to him by Lilith.

Because he was forced to be involved in this damn death game, Lancelot didn't have much hope of returning to his original world, and this gun of black thorns can be said to be the only connection between him and Lilith.

"Give it back to you."

"Ah?" Lancelot was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he heard wrongly, and asked Harvey: "Lord Harvey, what did you say?"

"Remember to keep the Black Thorn Spear. Everyone will want to get this weapon. With your current ability, you can't protect it. The person who takes it away next time will not be as kind as me."

"Master Harvey, why?" Lancelot took the gun and asked hesitantly.

"Since it is a gift from a friend, I am not qualified to take it away. Besides, when you return to the wizarding world, you won't be able to explain it to your friends, right?"

Lancelot couldn't help grinning when he heard this. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Lord Harvey."

"Er!" Lancelot muttered a spell of space magic silently, and the hands holding the gun immediately glowed with milky white light, gradually wrapping the Black Thorn Spear in layers, and disappeared in an instant.

The red-robed mage watched as the white light disappeared, and he put his chin on his hand and began to think. The content of his thoughts was about the six-person melee that Lancelot participated in yesterday.

"I think I already know how you defeated the troll." The red-robed mage raised his eyebrows. The scene in front of him completely solved the problem that had troubled him all day and night.

(End of chapter)