Village Building Order Frenzy

"Hey, Theo, don't be impulsive."

When Zhang Yang revealed his plan, Donxton was taken aback. He pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "Cultists are hateful. There is no doubt about it. If you encounter them, no one will be confused. But with just the two of us, is it a bit too long to find a group of cultists? I suggest that we go to Sarleon first and recruit a team of mercenaries."

"Do you have Dinar?" Zhang Yang asked.

"No, none of them, but we can start with mercenaries. After a few missions, maybe we can settle accounts with these bastards." Tonks easily changed his concept.

Zhang Yang nodded. After all, this is the truth. Cultists are not easy to deal with, especially if the opponent may have the ability to summon devils.

"Let's go."

Sighing, they could only move on.

To Tonks, the Royal City of Sarion was magnificent, spectacular, and inviolable, but to Zhang Yang, it was ordinary, but the customs and customs here were good.

The economy here is fairly developed, and the war with the Daxia people doesn't seem to have affected this place, at least the crowds on the street didn't see the slightest panic.

However, Zhang Yang keenly noticed that there were four or five caravans staying outside the city gate, and a caravan of goods had been loaded, but they did not set off.

"This is here, the most famous Lion Tavern in the royal city, almost all mercenaries will come here to find work, and those troubadours also like to stay here the most, writing down the adventures of many mercenaries, and singing about them throughout the entire Pendor. Continent, when I was young, my greatest wish was to be an adventure hero, you know, that is almost the most powerful and legendary mercenary in the entire continent."

Tonks led Zhang Yang around the city, and finally came to an old urban area. The Lion Tavern he mentioned was nothing special from the outside, it was just a low two-story building. One side is a livestock pen, which can store war horses, and the other side is a pigsty, with more than a dozen big fat pigs, but the taste is really unflattering.

"Is my horse okay here?"

Zhang Yang asked vigilantly. Along the way, he often found coveting eyes. He was very worried that he would lose his horse after sitting in a tavern for a while.

"Impossible, no, the Lion's Tavern has a good reputation, although it is indeed dirty here."

Tonks held his nose, and asked Zhang Yang to lead the horse over, holding his nose. There was a man who looked like a savage in the livestock pen. He was tall and dressed in shabby clothes. He was here to take care of the horses.

"Lock, add some fine ingredients, and pay the bill later."

Tonks ordered, he knew this place very well.

"Don't underestimate him, Locke is very good at taking care of the livestock, and he is also a great coachman."

Zhang Yang nodded to Locke, the horse breeder, and followed Tonks into the Lion Tavern. As soon as he entered, he found that it was surprisingly spacious, and there was another floor underground, which had a total area of ​​a thousand people. Square, there are hundreds of people noisy.

There is even a platform for gladiatorial fights in the center.

"Come on, let's change some silver dinars first."

Tonks led Zhang Yang to a corner. There was a door. After opening it, it turned out to be a weapon shop. It was much quieter here, only an old man with a mustache and a customer who was choosing a weapon.

"Old Watu, your business is here."

Tonks laughed loudly, and threw the bundle of armor on the solid wood counter. Both of them were poor ghosts now, and their weapons had been thrown on the battlefield. Now they could only sell Tonks' armor.

"So, little Tonks, are you a deserter?"

The old man with the mustache smiled, opened the bag, and revealed the standard armor inside. This thing is afraid to sell it in the open, but it doesn't matter here.

"It's a good item, but there are a lot of damages, so the old rules, 50% off, 800 silver dinars."

"Hey, old Watu, don't go too far. I'm not here for the first time. I understand your rules. In this way, I don't want silver dinars. My friends and I will exchange some weapons with you."

Tonks pointed at Zhang Yang.

"Yes, you can choose three pieces from the shelf on the left, and you can only choose two pieces from the shelf on the right. If you go to the warehouse to choose, I can let you choose six pieces."

"I just want a heavy halberd, and let my friends choose the rest."

Tonks had already had a goal, so he went directly to the shelf on the right and chose a heavy halberd more than two meters long. This is his best weapon and he will definitely not change it.

"If I go to the warehouse to choose, how many pieces can I choose?"

Zhang Yang asked at this time.

"three item."

"Four pieces, old Watu, don't go too far, don't I know what kind of rags are in your warehouse?" Tonks bargained.

"Okay, then four." The old man with mustache smiled and agreed.

"Theo, you choose by yourself, I'll wait for you outside."

"good."

At this moment, Old Watu opened another door, "Young man, remember to hurry up and don't be too picky."

The warehouse was very dark, and there were a lot of broken weapons in it. After Zhang Yang entered, he was surprised to find that there was a gray-haired old man inside, and he was slowly sorting out these worn-out weapons.

"What kind of weapon do you want to choose?"

"Throwing."

"Oh? Throwing knives, war darts, or javelins, throwing spears?"

"I'm not sure, I have to see what suits me." Zhang Yang said, he is now level 4 throwing, with a proficiency of 205, which is already very powerful, and must be used as a trump card, so he can't be careless.

But the characteristics of throwing weapons determined that he had to prepare more, otherwise, would the enemy allow him to pick up the thrown javelin during the battle?

"Interesting, very confident young man, come and have a look." The old man turned around and came back with a bunch of throwing weapons in his arms.

"There are 10 assassin throwing knives here, but they are all rusty and chipped and bent, if you want one, you have one."

"This is a set of Daxia war darts. There are six in total, but they are also bent."

"This is a set of long javelins. There are five spears in total. The quality is not bad. If the wooden handles are replaced, I guarantee that their power will not decrease."

"As for these, they are the special long javelins from the ancient empire. Most people can't control these things."

Zhang Yang looked at these throwing weapons carefully, and asked:

"Are there any heavier ones?"

"Huh? Well, there are, but I don't think you can use them." The old man opened his cloudy eyes, looked at Zhang Yang for a few times, and then took out a dusty box again, which contained only two throwing guns. , but this is obviously different from the previous throwing guns, because their tips have very exaggerated edges and corners, which are as ferocious as shark teeth.

There is no doubt that if one is hit by such a throwing spear, a bowl-sized hole will be blasted directly from the enemy's body.

But again, if the throwing force is not strong enough, such throwing guns can't do damage at all.

"Hey, this is a throwing spear imitating the Devil's Spear. It is a custom weapon of the Black Spear Knights in Poimbruch. It is called a bloodthirsty throwing spear. It is made of pure iron. Make a hole, but people without real ability can't use it, of course, if you want it, you need to forge it again."

Zhang Yang pulled out a distorted bloodthirsty throwing spear, and couldn't help but feel ecstatic, but it wasn't because of the bloodthirsty throwing spear itself, but because the rogue system prompted it at this time.

"0.1 unit of demon blood has been collected. This substance is an extraordinary item in this world and can be used to enchant items."

Zhang Yang suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and took out the second bloodthirsty throwing spear again. This one was also distorted, as if it had been destroyed by some force, and then, the rogue system collected 0.1 unit of demon blood again.

"Thanks, but I'd like to look at other weapons as well."

Zhang Yang smiled, and then began to search quickly in the warehouse. The weapons here were undoubtedly eliminated from the battlefield, so there might be other weapons stained with demon blood.

Facts have proved that Zhang Yang's guess is correct, perhaps because killing a demon will cause irreversible damage to the weapon, so there are many similar weapons eliminated here.

After a while, Zhang Yang collected a full 2.4 units of demon blood.

Until he pulled out a gaping dagger, different information emerged.

"0.1 unit of elven blood has been collected. This substance is an extraordinary item in this world and can be used to enchant items."

Zhang Yang was overjoyed, he made a profit.

For the next half an hour, he rummaged through the entire warehouse of used weapons, and finally chose a set of rusty assassin throwing knives and a set of crooked ancient imperial javelins under the disgusted eyes of the old man. A broken cavalry shield and a long knife with a gap.

These weapons were not of high value, but Zhang Yang had collected a total of 5.3 units of demon blood and 1.2 units of elf blood, which was a profit.

When they came outside, Tonks had been waiting for a long time, and had negotiated a mercenary business. After Zhang Yang came out, he signed the mercenary contract together, and each received a commission deposit of 30 silver dinars.

This is a caravan headed to Singal, starting early tomorrow morning.

So after Zhang Yang took some food, he went to ask for a room under the pretext of taking a rest, while Tonks was busy drinking the wine in his glass, bragging and farting with the mercenaries, and flirting with the tavern by the way woman.

After returning to the room and locking the door, Zhang Yang first took out the Assassin's Throwing Knife, which is of little use on the battlefield. As the name suggests, it is used in normal times.

These 10 assassin throwing knives were all rusted, not too sharp, only fifteen centimeters in length, and weighed about three taels. Zhang Yang tried it, and within 20 meters, the throwing effect was very good, but it couldn't break the armor.

After thinking about it, he used the rogue system, consumed 1 unit of demon blood, and enchanted the ten assassin throwing knives. The final effect was that the damage increased from the original 30 stabs to 38 stabs.

This effect surprised Zhang Yang, so he simply consumed another unit of demon blood, and this time the effect was different.

Among them, the damage of three assassin throwing knives has been increased to 40 stabs, the damage of three assassin throwing knives has been increased to 42 stabs, the damage of three assassin throwing knives has not changed, and the damage of the last assassin throwing knife has been increased to 45 stabs.

Looking at this assassin's flying knife that exudes a faint murderous aura, Zhang Yang became excited. He felt that his previous thinking was wrong. Without a word, he consumed a unit of demon blood and used it on this assassin's flying knife .

In an instant, a cloud of black smoke rose, and there was a vague murmur of a demon, which made Zhang Yang stunned for a moment. The assassin's throwing knife seemed to come alive, directly cutting Zhang Yang's palm, and sucked several mouthfuls of blood from him.

When he woke up, what he saw was a crimson flying knife, which was breathtaking, and there was a kind of coldness radiating from it, as for the attribute, it changed to——

Sapphire rune flying knife, spiritually enchanted weapon, note, this is the highest level that mortal weapons can achieve in this world.

Speed: 110

Bullet speed: 78

Damage: 65 stabs

Additional Features: Armor Break

"I'll do it!"

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.