After a genuine brainstorming session, some feedback from the supernatural realm made Fu Qian vaguely realize that he seemed to have recovered some "forgotten knowledge" related to the glove.
But this... was and wasn't what he expected!
[Heart Calamity: Condense a Resonance Spike. On striking a target, it inflicts a violent mental shock on both them and the wielder.]
Never mind that such a domineering-looking thing was actually a spellcasting tool. Fu Qian thought its effect was easy enough to understand: a mental version of the Seven Injury Fist, capable of assaulting both someone else's mind and the wielder's.
But the key question was, why?
If this were equipment in the hands of some transcendent, Fu Qian could accept it. But the user was an ordinary person with a fragile mind. Who were they planning to hit with this spike?
A transcendent? The other person might not go mad before you did.
An ordinary person? If they were ordinary, wouldn't it be better to just use a gun?
Fu Qian didn't think this group would have any trouble getting their hands on one.
All in all, it was kind of interesting.
He didn't feel disappointed at all. If anything, he was now even more interested in this group.
As everyone knew, people who traveled Jianghu wielding unusual weapons usually had a few tricks up their sleeves.
"Just as dangerous as we expected."
Ess's voice sounded again. Looking over, Fu Qian saw her accepting another piece of equipment from the Saint, Old Man, running her fingers over it as she sighed.
No need to ask. Another member hadn't woken up.
The nine-person team had lost two in an instant, and they had clearly only just begun. Their casualty rate was undeniably high.
Even so, Fu Qian didn't think Ess, sighing over