user will receive 50 damage every 10 seconds.
‘Heok, damage +50? Then wouldn’t that be 57~60 damage?’
Ark’s eyes popped out like he was Buksil. Ark currently used a rare two-handed sword. Gwisal’s damage was 40~50. But the damage of an ordinary one-handed sword was even higher than that. Of course, it wasn’t all good. The curse decreased the durability down to 8. In addition, repairing it was impossible. But was that all? It couldn’t be unequipped and the user would receive 50 damage every 10 seconds. That was 300 health in 1 minute. In 10 minutes it was 3000! If a user only had 3000 health then they would die after 10 minutes. It was literally a cursed sword!
‘But it also depends on how you use it.’
It only had 8 durability so swinging it a few times would destroy it. In other words, it would break before his health would run out. Of course, the damage received in the meantime wasn’t small but it would deal tremendous damage to the enemy. Then he could change the sword freely during a fight. If he was fighting multiple enemies then he could use the sword for damage until it broke.
‘No, it doesn’t need to be that complicated.’
Ark could use Blade Storm to explode it. The more powerful the sword, the stronger the damage of Blade Storm would be. However, swords with a lot of damage were expensive so he couldn’t normally do that. But it was different if the sword wasn’t able to be sold anywhere else. In addition, the damage was suitable for a rare sword. The curse sword also had a demonic attribute. If he used such a sword with Blade Tempest then the damage would be unimaginable. The cursed sword was worth 30 swords! It was similar to Ark loading 30 missiles at the same time. And the sword would break through the defense!
‘This is a great item to throw away.’
It was unlikely that he would be able to buy a curse item like this at the store. The item couldn’t be repair and it damaged the user when equipped so it would be impossible to sell to general users. But now a japtem worth a few silvers was more useful than many items.
‘It’s a jackpot!’
Ark was in a condition where his eyeballs rolled back. Then something popped into Ark’s head after packing the cursed item away.
‘Wait? Doesn’t the nature of the items change when magic is sealed in it?’
And Ark had the skill to seal demonic magic in items. The Eternal Soul stage 2 skill ‘Demonic Sealing!’
‘Can’t I reproduce these items after I encounter a monster with the demonic attribute?’
If he could make cursed weapons out of japtem then the effectiveness of Blade Storm would increase by 200%! He could produce missiles using japtem and monsters with the demonic attribute. Well, monsters with the demonic attribute aren’t that common…… While Ark was mulling over Demonic Sealing’s new uses, he was also packing the japtem. He found every piece of japtem in Oberium and approached the King.
“I’ve collected all the cursed items.”
-Thank you. Now the curse is gone from Oberium.
“Then I’ll take this and go. Please stay healthy.”
-Healthy…..that isn’t something a ghost often hears.
“Ah, is that so?”
Ark scratched his head with an awkward expression and the King smiled.
-Anyway, thank you again. Good luck on your journey.
So Ark received the ghosts’ farewell and prepared to leave Oberium. Suddenly Razak pulled at Ark’s sleeve, causing him to stumble.
Clack clack, clack clack clack clack…..
“What the? What is it?”
“This guy says that he wants to ask the King something.”
“He wants to ask something?”
Ark looked doubtfully at Razak after Racard’s interpretation. Razak hesitated before murmuring something again. Razak wanted to ask something about his past. Once again, Razak didn’t remember anything except for the fact that he was a knight. Although Oberium was purified after Karma was destroyed, Razak hadn’t recovered his memories like the other ghosts. So he wanted to understand why he was resurrected as an undead in the underground jail. Although Anguradon had told him not to dwell on the past, he started to feel greedy after the other ghosts in Oberium recovered their memory. After Razak said that, Ark also became curious.
“That reminds me…..perhaps you know something?”
However, the ghost King shook his head.
-I don’t know. Because many people were jailed at that time.
Razak sighed at the King’s answer. Then the King thought for a while and talked again.
-But there is one thing I know. Since ancient times, Oberium has always left a special marker on the body of someone who committed a violent crime. The mark isn’t able to be erased even if the person dies and only bone is left. There are no such markings on your body so you’re not a violent criminal. It is most likely that you are a nobleman or knight who violated a martial law and was imprisoned.
“No, it’s still not sure. What if the bones are changed?”
Clack clack? Clack clack clack clack!
Racard looked at Razak with suspicious eyes and muttered. Then Razak ran towards Racard and swung his sword. The King watched the two of them and spoke apologetically.
-I’m sorry I wasn’t more help.
Ark laughed and nodded.
“Please don’t worry about it. No matter Razak’s past, he is my summon now.”
At that moment, Razak stopped running after Racard. Then he looked at Ark with wide and sparkling eyes. Then Buksil stroked Baekgu’s head and imitated Ark.
“Baekgu, despite your past you are my dog now.”
“Yes, Master. Baekgu is happy.”
“Sheesh, it’s not funny.”
Racard kicked a stone and curled his lip.
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“Dark blade!”
The sharp, sparkling sword split the space. The blood of the Mould Zombie splattered and it stumbled and withdrew. At the same time, a black flame like energy emerged from the sword and seemed to expand further.
“Not yet!”
Ark flew about the area and fired Dark Blade continuously. Every time it swung, the black aura gradually became larger until there was a spark. When the spark happened, the sword started ringing in his hand.
“Okay, now. Dark Strike!”
Ark threw his body and forcibly swung his sword.
Kuaaaa! Kwakwang!
The black aura concentrated on the sword exploded and smashed into the Mould Zombie. The black aura was wrapped in an intense spark! The Mould Zombie lost 30% of its health with one blow and the zombie scattered in all directions. If the damage was higher than the monster’s remaining health then it was an ‘Over critical’ attack.
“This is it, this is it. This exhilarating taste!”
Ark looked at the dispersed body of the Mould Zombie and laughed. The technique he used was the once he received when he switched profession, ‘Dark Strike’. ‘Whenever he used Dark Strike, the dark aura would charge until it dealt an unbeatable strike! Currently Dark Blade was an advanced skill so he could only charge it 4 times. 50% damage was added every time so four charges was +200%! In addition, Dark Strike had a higher chance of a critical hit than Dark Blade. When hit directly, a level 300 Mould Zombie lost 30% health. But more than anything, Ark really liked the feel of the blow in his hand.
‘This addictive feeling is no joke.’
The sword would vibrate whenever the dark aura was charged! The feeling when the dark aura exploded was exhilarating! It was also exciting whenever he dealt an ‘Over Critical’ hit on the monster. Although Ark normally used Gwisal’s sword, it was interesting fighting with Dark Strike. That wasn’t all. He gained four profession-specific skills after changing to his 2nd profession. It was Dark Strike, Dark Tempest, Dark Scale and Moonlight Illusion! Because he received four profession-specific skills at once, Ark felt like it was fun to test all of them.
“Master, behind you!”
At that time, he heard Racard’s voice from the other side.
Kuaaaa!
When he turned around, he saw 5 Mould Zombies running towards him. At the moment, Razak stood in front of Ark and raised his shield. Ttadadadang. Three Mould Zombies went flying when struck by the shield.
“Well done, Razak.”
Clack clack, clack clack clack clack!
Razak began to laugh (?) He nodded his head. Thanks to his two summons Racard and Razak, Ark was able to unleash 100% of his battle capabilities. Racard analysed the area and dispersed the enemies properly. Meanwhile Razak stayed behind Ark and prevented any surprise attacks. This was Ark’s original battle method. He hadn’t understood until there was a vacant place. Ark was always with them so he had forgotten how big a role his pets played. But after he was parted with them for one month after Seutandal was raised, he realized how big of an existence they were. For the first time since he changed to Dark Walker, Ark felt true affection for his pets. That change in feelings was instantly applied to the system.
-Razak is delighted with your wholehearted praise.
‘Huhuhu, the stats can increase like that as well.’
Previously he had no interest in affection but now he knew that it could raise the skill proficiency. In a way, that stat was more important than strength or stamina. Racard pouted and complained after hearing Razak being praised.
“Me? Me? Didn’t I inform you quickly?”
“You also did well. As expected from the number 2!”
“Hehehe, isn’t that right? Right? As expected from Master.”
Racard continued rattling on. It was another good point of having two summons. If he called two at the same time then there was a burning sense of competition. That tendency had become even worse after their evolution. Therefore their combat capabilities improved even more when there were two of them.
“Bring it on, Razak’s cousin. I am the number 2!”
Racard unleashed Taunt on 30 Mould Zombies while Razak jumped all over the place and swung his shield. It wasn’t necessary to say that their presence made the battle a lot easier.
‘I’ve caught around 140 so far?’