Ignoring Black Snake's mockery, Darkwill took out several healing potions and potions for special purposes, then began hawking them with practiced ease. Their effects had been tested by many gathering members, and regular customers quickly bought them up, earning him around 10 pounds.
He had only been selling for a few minutes and had already made 10 pounds. Meanwhile, I worked all night in those foul-smelling sewers and could only earn 30 pounds, and I nearly died in an East Borough apartment because I divined the True Creator...
Angel felt a little envious, jealous, and resentful. She knew those feelings had probably been amplified by the Madness Ring, but there was some genuine sentiment mixed in as well.
The lady who had sold a Rune Steel Sword worth 500 pounds last time had brought another Beyonder Weapon this time: the Sunflame Dagger.
It allowed its wielder to resist most cold and disease effects, and when attacking, it had a chance of releasing flames especially effective against undead and Wraiths.
Its negative effect was that whoever held it would unconsciously begin worshipping the Sun. If used continuously for over an hour, the wielder would likely become an idiot or Madman capable only of praising the Sun.
The weapon's effects could last for one year. The lady asked for 550 pounds, or the Barbarian formula.
One Beyonder Weapon after another... She probably had an Artisan behind her capable of making Beyonder Weapons.
Like everyone else, Angel turned her gaze toward the lady selling the Sunflame Dagger and the Beyonder Weapon in her hand, which looked no different from an ordinary dagger. She assessed the dagger's possible uses.
It sounded somewhat like the Sealed Artifact behind Chanis Gate in Tingen City, the Mutated Sun Holy Emblem. Could this weapon's abilities also have come