463 A Medial-Grade Divine Armament! (1/2)

After getting hold of the lantern oar and wearing the black robe, Wang Baole shut his eyes as he stood in this underground world. Thunder seemed to be crashing inside his mind as an image gradually formed in his head.

He saw an enormous boat. It was buried deep underground and was hundreds of yards long and completely black in color. Almost the entire boat was severely damaged and lined with huge cracks.

Dark Qi seeped out continuously from the cracks, fusing with the earth and affecting the greater underground area. The entire vast region seemed to transform into Dark Earth.

There was something illogical and unreasonable about the sight. Logically speaking, a boat with almost ninety percent of it damaged would have collapsed a long time ago. However, the boat in his mind seemed to be held together with a strange and extraordinary power. Despite the vast extent of damage, it continued to retain the shape and structure of a boat!

This boat was a Dark Sampan!

Buried deep underground on Mars, it had affected the spirit energies of the entire planet. The Dark Qi that had spread underground covered half the planet. It had changed the evolutionary development of certain species and caused vast numbers of mutations. It had been like a sudden evolutionary transformation that took place swiftly. It had been the cause of the Beast Tides.

It had affected corpses and caused the appearance of ancient corpses in the Beast Tides!

The reason that it had been able to accomplish all this wasn't only due to the Dark Sampan's own incredible power. There was another reason. That was because… the Dark Artifact buried in the Martian underground wasn't only a Dark Sampan!

There was also a Lantern Oar as well as a Black Robe!

Within Wang Baole's mind, he saw an equally enormous oar beside the Dark Sampan. It was equally damaged. In fact, the extent of its damage seemed even greater, with only a small part of it left. Its lantern and its handle were missing, seemingly ripped apart, their whereabouts were unknown.

On the other side of the Dark Sampan was the Black Robe, buried. Similarly, only a small, damaged part of it remained. The whereabouts of its missing parts were unknown.

The three Dark Artifacts combined were the true, complete Dark Artifacts that belonged to a Dark Child of the Dark Sect!

After a long time, Wang Baole opened his eyes. His entire heart was overwhelmed with emotions. He knew clearly that the black robe on him, the boat beneath his feet, and the lantern oar in his hands were all mere illusions. They weren't real. However, he was still shocked by the true forms of these three Dark Artifacts.

To be damaged to this extent and yet still possess such power… that it's able to affect the Martian underground and the evolution of Martian species. It even created a three-level underground world on Mars… At that thought, Wang Baole took a deep breath. He finally knew where he was. He was inside the Dark Artifact. It was clear that there was some sort of dimension-distorting spell in this place, and that was how the three-level underground world was formed. Its size was astonishing.

Since Wang Baole had branded the three Artifact Spirits, he was now the master of the Dark Artifact. He could sense that the three Dark Artifacts were so large because they had been too severely damaged and hence, lost their ability to shrink in size. Once they were repaired to a sufficient degree, their sizes could be modified with a single thought!

If the three Dark Artifacts are recovered to their perfect states… how powerful would they be? Shock stirred within Wang Baole. He already knew the answer. Based on his understanding of the Dark Artifacts in his Dark Dream, he knew that if the Dark Artifacts could be repaired completely, they would become immense weapons that would help a Dark Child wander the universe!

At that thought, Wang Baole was overcome by excitement. After a moment, he took a deep breath and suddenly said, ”Artifact Spirits, report the extent of damage your respective Dark Artifacts have suffered!”

As soon as Wang Baole spoke, the voices of his Artifact Spirits rang in his head. They spoke with extreme respect and deference.

”Master, the Lantern Oar has lost sixty percent of its full form. The exact locations of these lost parts are unknown and beyond our senses. The remaining forty percent of its parts have received approximately eighty percent damage. Only the Power of Laws is holding it together and preventing it from being completely ruined…”

”Master, the dark robe is in a similar state. Seventy percent of its full form has been lost… The remaining three percent of its parts are also mostly damaged…”

The boy's and the State Preceptor's answers gave Wang Baole a headache. The three Dark Artifacts had simply received too much damage, especially the robes. Wang Baole felt it no longer resembled robes and looked like strips of cloth instead…

That's useless. I got excited for nothing! Wang Baole sighed.