"You can pick any weapon from the rack. If none of them feels right, you can provide the design and weight later, and the craftsmen in the camp can forge one for you."
As he spoke, Xie Liancheng pointed toward the weapon rack beside them.
At their level, even their training weapons were no longer made of wood.
To reproduce the conditions of battle as closely as possible, their training weapons were made of metal as well, ensuring that their feel and weight were basically identical to the weapons they normally used. At the very least, the difference could not be too great.
The only difference was that the edges and spearheads of the training weapons had been rounded and blunted to prevent injuries during training.
Eredar's weapon, the Thorn Greatsword, was covered along its blade with interlocking, canine-toothed metal thorn spikes.
These thorn spikes were irregular, with hardly any discernible pattern to them.
But after becoming proficient with it, Eredar could not only use the gaps between the thorn spikes to parry an enemy's weapon, some of the spikes could also function as barbs, tearing away a large chunk of flesh from an enemy the moment they struck.
Beyond that, the metal thorns themselves could serve as derivatives of Shadow Thorn, allowing him to entangle his enemies in combination with that True Word.
Eredar's Thorn armor had been designed specifically to work in tandem with the True Word Shadow Thorn.
The training weapons on the rack obviously did not have that kind of design, but there was still a basic greatsword.
When he reached the rack, Eredar lifted it with one hand and weighed it experimentally. It was indeed close enough, so he carried the greatsword back to the center of the field.
Although he could not use true