Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 553 - Chapter 553 Chapter 509 This Name is So Embarrassing... (Two

Chapter 553: Chapter 509: This Name is So Embarrassing… (Two in One)_2 Chapter 553: Chapter 509: This Name is So Embarrassing… (Two in One)_2 “This weapon, born of him, naturally dissipates with his death,” a hint of regret crossed Uma’s face.

“To be honest, this is a powerful weapon. If Gaharad hadn’t died, it would have definitely grown with his increasing strength,”

“and transformed into something extremely terrifying in the future.”

“Such a pity.”

“Not a pity at all.”

Watching the weapon in his hand about to shatter, Roger glanced at Uma, “You forgot something, this weapon is only partly constituted by Gaharad, and the other part…”

Uma’s eyes brightened, and she waved her hand, causing the skeleton that was floating in mid-air to once again cloak the Sword of Destiny.

Without Gaharad’s control, the skeleton of Gaharad spread out, and soon the weapon in Roger’s hand also changed.

The length of the weapon shortened, becoming more suitable for Roger to wield, and it was still made of bone material like metal, with faint red threads visible on its silvery-white surface.

These were parts that once belonged to Gaharad, presently sealed briefly within the sword’s body.

This change temporarily contained the disintegration of the Sword of Destiny, allowing Roger to wield it as a weapon, though he temporarily couldn’t employ the special abilities inherent to the Sword of Destiny.

The notice board offered clues.

[Sword of Destiny]

Forged by the High Tier Vampire Gaharad from all the Essence Blood and bones of his Mirror Clone, the sword is the man. The entire weapon was forged in two segments, possessing the ability to attack regardless of angle.

The Sword of Destiny hangs high.

Under fate, all are mere ants.

Thread of Fate–Frozen.

Multiplier Attack–Frozen.

Destiny Slash–Frozen.

“What a grand tone,” Roger muttered, although he had personally experienced the strength of the Sword of Destiny.

Gaharad’s attacks were virtually traceless. By maintaining distance and swinging casually, he could make the Sword of Destiny’s attack land on any part of the enemy’s body.

Against such a Gaharad, unless one’s defensive power could completely ignore his attack, the only option was to trade blow for blow, competing to see who could end the battle the quickest.

That Thread of Fate probably pertains to Gaharad’s ability to attack, disregarding a certain range of distance and angle.

Roger had also witnessed the Multiplier Attack, which seemed to be an extension of the Thread of Fate, enabling Gaharad to land three attacks almost perfectly on the same spot for maximum burst damage.

Roger guessed that triple wasn’t the limit–if the strength increased, maybe it could reach five times or more!

“Truly terrifying!”

And the final Destiny Slash was even more bizarre, seeming to carry with it a sense of fate and causality.

The pity was that due to Gaharad’s death, all these abilities were temporarily unusable.

The current Sword of Destiny had merely stopped its internal collapse due to Gaharad’s encasement…

“It’s not entirely hopeless.”

Uma, standing not too far off, suddenly spoke up, “I’ve found something from this woman’s memory.”

“Regarding weapon forging and Cursed Items, there are two forces that are relatively authoritative.”

“One is the Privy Council, and another is an individual.”

The Privy Council was able to create the Heritage Knight and that freak, Gaharad, so their research into Cursed Items certainly reached a very profound level.

From Gaharad’s body alone, one could infer that he borrowed a lot from the Privy Council for his modifications.

But now… due to the aftermath of the Lilith incident, all of Europe was in turmoil, the three major forces suffered great losses, and although there were no official channels of news, Roger could sense the changes in the Transcendent World.

If he wasn’t wrong, the Privy Council was likely beginning to interfere with the management of the real world now.

“Many memories about this organization are beyond my reach,” Uma shrugged.

“But the other one, it might be worth your while to check out.”

“That person is in Sunrise,”

“A Master Artificer.”

“Uh?” Roger looked puzzled.

“Famed Artifact?!”

“What’s the matter, is there something strange?” Uma glanced at Roger.

“In Sunrise, they refer to some powerful Cursed Items as Famed Artifacts.”

“No, nothing, I was just overthinking it,” Roger slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.

In the world where he had once lived, among a certain group, Famed Artifacts…

At this moment, Roger suddenly felt… “Cursed Item” was quite an apt name.

“The formation of this weapon is largely due to Green and his clone, but it also contains many cursed items. If we can find that person, perhaps we can find a way to repair it.”

Roger’s eyes lit up. “This is indeed good news.”

He swung the Sword of Destiny in his hand, the pale blade slicing through the air with a whizzing sound, as if he could feel Gaharad’s struggle.

At his level, the enhancement provided by ordinary cursed items was negligible, but something like the Sword of Destiny could definitely bring about earth-shattering changes.

Even to some extent, in a fight between equals, what might be compared were the respective resources and the cursed items in hand.

Determined, he resolved to visit Sunrise once he was done dealing with the current matters.

The notice board also offered hints about the Magic Mirror.

[Lilith’s Magic Mirror]

A special cursed item formed from a shard of the Mirror World, with functions such as trapping space, attack reflection, and soul mirror images.

Space Imprisonment: Can trap an enemy within a narrow Mirror Space for a short period. If one cannot escape for a prolonged time, their soul will be devoured by the space, with a chance of being completely enslaved.

Attack Reflection: With this function activated, the bearer of the Magic Mirror can reflect attacks back at the original angle, provided they do not exceed the mirror’s tolerance, or they can release them from different angles through mirror channels.

Soul Mirror Image: The bearer of the Magic Mirror can create their own Mirror Clones within the Mirror Space. When the original body is attacked, damage can be transferred by switching places, which will cause damage to the Magic Mirror.

Mirror Slavery: Souls enslaved by the Magic Mirror will be forever trapped in the Mirror Space. As long as the soul is undying, the generated Mirror Clones can be reborn infinitely under sufficient energy and certain conditions.

Each rebirth will damage the soul, until it becomes a completely insane walking corpse.

This item has suffered extensive damage, and some functions need to be repaired before they can be used.

“This thing…”

Roger was inwardly astonished. In terms of functionality, the Magic Mirror was much more powerful than the Sword of Destiny he held in his hand.

Attack, defend, control, enslave.

This weapon was just too strong, covering nearly every base.

If not for Green’s deliberate efforts over nearly a century to forge the Sword of Destiny, targeting Lilith’s Magic Mirror,

then even if his power increased by another thirty percent, he probably wouldn’t be a match for Lilith.

Feeling a surge of warmth, Roger even considered claiming it for himself for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.

Compared to him, Anna obviously needed this item more.

Only she could completely repair and unleash its full power.

“Anna.”

Roger turned around, the palm-sized Magic Mirror floating in his hand. He gently pushed it, and the Magic Mirror drifted towards Anna.

“This is yours.”

Anna’s eyes flickered but she still shook her head. “I can feel its power. This weapon can provide you with a lot of help.”

“No.”

As it approached Anna, the red tissue around the Magic Mirror began to writhe with glee, and the surface of the mirror even emitted a faint glow.

Lilith’s desperate decision had made Anna complete, and this homologous aura had also stimulated the damaged Magic Mirror.

“Master, I also want…”

Uma’s sweet voice came from behind him. For some reason, Roger always felt that what Uma wanted was not the Magic Mirror in Anna’s hand, but something else.

“Okay then.”

Anna nodded. “I’ll help you fix it.”

“I said it’s yours.”

Anna pursed her lips. She was always a woman of few words, and though she said nothing, Roger could guess her decision.

He sighed helplessly, and then Uma approached again.

“Master, your satellite phone.”

Roger answered the call, and Henrik’s voice came through.

“How are things on your end?”

Henrik lowered his voice, “How do you plan to explain it to Adeline?”

“No choice but to tell the truth.”

Roger felt a headache coming on.