Chapter 393 - Demon’s Gifts (1/2)

While Sareth was checking the stele, Roy waved at Julia.

Julia nodded and took out a large scarlet crystal from her portable space. This crystal was about forty centimeters long and the thickness of an arm. She walked forward and handed it to Roy.

The mining of the flame obsidian underground of Frostfire City had been going on for several years, and this flame obsidian crystal was the only relatively large and complete piece of crystal that had been mined over the years. Roy took this crystal and took out some other Abyss metals. The flowing brightness flames burned in his palm and covered these materials.

Under Sareth’s surprised gaze, Roy used the Abyss metals as the foundation and cast it into the shape of a scythe. Then he melted the flame obsidian into liquid and dyed the scythe with it to form a beautiful flame seal. After removing the flowing brightness flames, he used frost power to cool and solidify it. After he completed it, the scythe disappeared from his hand.

Before Sareth could understand why the scythe disappeared, it soon reappeared in Roy’s hand.

Compared to what the scythe looked like just now, it had slight changes. The entire scythe was black and inlaid with fiery red patterns. The fiery red patterns looked as though they were breathing, sometimes bright and sometimes dim. The bottom of the long handle of the scythe had transformed into the shape of a demon skull, and half of the scythe’s blade had a row of reverse spikes that separated from the blade at a thirty-degree angle, making it look very ferocious.

Under Sareth’s expectant gaze, Roy stretched out his hand and handed the scythe to him. “This demon scythe is for you. I don’t know what kind of weapon you like to use, so I just got you a scythe…” “I like it! I like it!” Sareth hurriedly took it and reached out to touch the bone-chilling metal handle. “Thank you, Foster Father. I like this demon scythe a lot.” This was the first time Sareth had a weapon of his own, and Roy had given it to him. He naturally loved it. After playing with it for a while, he looked up and asked Roy, “Foster Father, does this demon scythe have a name?”

“Hmm… Call it Executioner!” Roy said. “Inject your flame magic power into it and take a look!”

Sareth had just learned to grasp flame magic power, so he could barely control it. Under Roy’s guidance, he injected his magic power into Executioner.

Boom! With the injection of flame magic power, the demon scythe turned into a blazing flame scythe in the next second. The violent flames rose in the air and twisted wildly, looking more and more beautiful and strange. With the special structure of flame obsidian and Sareth’s flame demon bloodline, the heat that the scythe was currently releasing was astonishing. While holding this flame scythe, Sareth’s mouth was wide open for a long time. The flames could not cause him any harm, but at the close range, he could feel the temperature of the flames the most.

“Thank you, Foster Father! Thank you!” Sareth said excitedly.

“Furthermore, I added some special abilities to this Executioner. Before it burns, all enemies injured by this scythe will have a plague effect!” Roy said. “As for the effect of the plague, it may be my Desolate Virus, Magic Power Virus, or even the Black Death or smallpox. It’s completely random.”

This plague effect was naturally the ability Roy obtained from Beelzebub’s shell, and he was only adding it to the scythe.

“Is… is that so?” The effect of this scythe sounded terrifying, but Sareth was not afraid at all. Instead, he became more and more excited. Should it be said that he was worthy of being a child who grew up in the Abyss?

“Regarding the effects of these diseases, I’ll give you the corresponding antidotes later. This will make it convenient for you to use. But weapons are only weapons, merely tools for you to protect yourself with!” Roy said. “The key still depends on whether you’re strong or not, understand?”

“Understood. I will work hard to become stronger!” Sareth nodded.

Looking at him playing with the scythe, Roy thought for a while and took down Saratos’s skull from his throne.

This demon lord that Roy killed was not too powerful. After Roy brought his head back, he had wanted to make it into an ornament and embed it onto his throne. But now, he planned to use this skull to make another weapon for Sareth.

The skull of a demon lord contained powerful magic power to begin with, so even without modifications, someone could still extract the magic power in it to release magic when they held it in their hand. After Roy held the skull in his hand and thought for a while, the flowing brightness flames quickly enveloped it.

Under the light of the flames, a beautifully streamlined pistol gradually took shape.

This was a pistol that resembled an HK-USP. It was entirely made of Saratos’s skull, but it was shining with a metallic luster at this moment. The black body of the gun had demon language runes engraved on it, causing the gun to emit an ominous and strange aura. The handle was not large, and Sareth could hold it in his hand.

“What is this?” Sareth was considered an ancient person, and he had never seen the guns of modern society, so he could not help but ask curiously.