DIVINE WARRIOR

Not Find

Rama could no longer be calm with all the precious weapons before his eyes.

Rama tried to grab a beam of light from the spiritual energy protecting each weapon, as if wanting to touch it.

Meanwhile, Saka just shook his head with the action of the little boy in front of him who was no longer calm.

Saka coughed dryly, awakening rama consciousness.

"Uhukk.do not like this, if you are interested in some of them, at least choose the best." said saka reminded.

Rama immediately flinched and stopped his hand, and regained consciousness to his clear mind.

A little scratched his head and turned to saka and said.

"Hehe. saka brother, I was too excited, after all I came from a small town in an obscure empire.."

"So, I can't control myself when I see so many valuable artifacts here.."

"However, you also know, how rare any artifact that has magical powers is out there, even if it exists, then it will only be a bloody fight for each individual..."

Saka nodded in agreement with Rama's words, because what he said was in accordance with the truth.

Right now, saka was recalling one year ago when the first time his teacher brought him to the sect and saw everything he had never seen like in the outside world.

His attitude at that time was even more unrestrained than the current rama, but over time, he had now gotten used to seeing all the extraordinary things the sect had.

Even as his strength and cultivation increased, his standards grew higher in assessing something, ordinary spiritual treasures or weapons would not be qualified to enter his eyes.

Saka smiled and replied with a slight sigh.

"Hemp.it is true, well.let's go to a deeper place, here it is filled with a good collection, but this is still the outermost part and it's not good enough for you.." saka advised.

Rama was a little surprised when he found out that the thousands of weapons here turned out to be only the outermost part, but what he saw here alone was enough to make his eyes flicker with rays of light.

He almost gulped his saliva from feeling astonished.

In the end, rama and saka again walked to a deeper area.

Along the way, the further they went, the higher the level and quality of spiritual weapons there would be.

Rama really could not hold his eyes, but the saka beside him did not allow him to stop his steps and continue forward.

Until a while, Saka told her that the area where they stood matched the standard he had chosen for rama choosing spiritual weapons.

Rama did not talk much and excitedly circled around while looking at some spiritual weapons.

He did not think too much and his aim was only one, a sword of a quality that was in line with his current strength.

On some sides, the rama will find swords at the high-end earth level with various carvings made of gold, silver even inlaid with magical crystals.

However, after a while had passed, Rama sighed at not finding a sword that suited him.

Where he was at the moment, he was completely fulfilled by weapons at a high level with high quality, but what Rama found was that some of those weapons would have unique shapes.

For example, a moment ago, Rama saw a sword with a unique design with dragon carvings, crane wings and even a snake head.

Some swords were only strong and qualified, but all he saw were too heavy, too big, too long, too thin, and the colors and designs were too flashy.

Rama felt his head ache because of every sword he saw, although it was quite extraordinary, yet none of it was suitable for him.

On the other hand, Saka frowned and looked at rama in confusion.

Just a moment ago, he saw Rama so excited and uncontrollable.

Saka even felt tired of seeing the rama spinning around like a child surrounding a toy.

But right now, what he saw was precisely a dull and lethargic face, no longer excited just a moment ago.

In confusion, Saka approached the rama and asked.

"What's up?..."

Rama turned his head with his dim eyes, and spoke weakly.

"All these things are good and wonderful, but none of them really fit me.."

Saka put on a look of wonder and asked back.

"It shouldn't be difficult for you to choose, but it's quite strange because there's nothing that suits you.then what kind of weapon you want.." asked saka confused.

Rama sighed lightly and replied.

"Huhh.I'm used to using the sword and I've been practicing using the sword since I was seven years old.."

"So, it won't be difficult for me to choose, but since I'm used to swords, then I've understood what kind of sword suits me.."

"It has nothing to do with strength and cultivation, but it's about comfort and how much my spiritual energy will be attracted and synchronized with its power." said Rama.

"Synchronizing??.." saka exclaimed in shock.

"What that might be, in reality everyone would only synchronize with each of his spiritual weapons only when one made blood contact, or simply drip his blood essence for the token of possession.."

Rama shook his head and showed that what he said was indeed the truth and not something he could make up with just words.

"I can't say much about this, but I've been doing this since I was a child.Even at that time, Uncle Kamal was very surprised by what I said, he said, so it's not strange that brother Saka won't believe it.."

"Uncle has only ever said that my spiritual energy and soul power are quite high, so my perception is quite sharp, and this is probably what makes me feel a match for spiritual objects but have to make blood contact first.."

Saka who heard Rama's explanation looked at him in a daze, clearly he felt this matter was very strange because for the first time he heard this kind of thing would happen to someone.

However, based on what the rama says, even the kamal elder does not deny what happened with the rama, and this slightly reduces its diversity.

The two of them finally fell silent as if they were both thinking about something, but at this moment, there were voices from the disciples in this hall suddenly waking them both from his mind.

This was caused by a young man who suddenly came from a deeper area.

The young man wore red-colored clothes and with dragon-carved iron ornaments on each side.

He walked leisurely and freely, his hands crossed at the back of his head.