The Devil’s Cage - Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182: 1182




Under Kieran's gaze, Swordsmith Alisritter's aura grew slightly stronger after the forging .

It was slim but he really did grow stronger!

Kieran's eyes squinted with judgement .

He wasn't really surprised that players could grow stronger on their own because both [Knights of Dawn Body Tempering Art] and [Knights of Plague Body Tempering Art] were able to achieve that if given sufficient time .

However, getting stronger through external means like forging was a first for Kieran .

"Some kind of secret technique?" Kieran wondered in his heart, but he quickly turned away his prying gaze .

Everyone had their secrets, and they had the right to keep them .

Kieran had secrets of his own so he didn't mind others keeping theirs either .

So, Kieran turned away and left without another look at Swordsmith Alisritter .

The scene had been enough to tell Kieran that the Swordsmith wasn't the guy he was looking for .

The Swordsmith's intricate "forging art" was not suitable to repair [Extreme Night] .

Judging from a certain aspect, Alisritter wasn't "forging" swords, he was forging himself . Any kind of sword that underwent his forging would become his own nutrients, strengthening himself .

Giving up the biggest reward of a dungeon to succeed a stranger?

Sorry, it wasn't Kieran's style .

"So I have to search for a suitable blacksmith in the dungeon worlds?" Kieran wondered .

He started to recall all his dungeon runs, trying to find out which one would have a blacksmith or someone of a similar job .

Without a doubt, [The Shaman's Partner] had the highest chance, but in order for him to enter the said dungeon, there were still two more dungeon intervals first, [The Queen's Shield III] and [Primordial Invasion III] . The duration wasn't long by any means, but nor was it short either .

Kieran had no control over what kind of missions he would have to experience in the two said special dungeons or how long they would take . In simpler words, he couldn't tell what he would run into .

Every single dungeon run was just the tip of the iceberg of what the world contained . Only through excavating would a player really see the truth beneath the surface, but what followed would be countless dangers as well .

Kieran, however, would not alter his already decided way of clearing a dungeon just because of the dangers . Not just because he had experienced the perks of his risky ways, but also because his foes forced him to do it this way, leaving him no space for return .

The strange and unusual Broker .

The mysterious Guardians .

No matter which, all of them had longer game time than him, thus also having a deeper understanding of the game than he did .

With such foes on the line, Kieran choosing to be passive would be suicidal for himself .

While Kieran was concentrating on thinking about his foes, his habitual vigilance was still swirling around him, therefore, when the aura behind him changed, he noticed it right away .


At the same time, he also noticed another faint malicious gaze from further away . It wasn't from the Swordsmith but someone else .

"2567? Blade of the Daybreaker?"

Following the Swordsmith's rough voice, a keen aura appeared on him, making him look like a real blade unsheathed, emanating glares and sending chills down one's spine .

"Um . "

Kieran didn't turn around nor stop to reply to the Swordsmith . Instead, he continued walking away .

As for the keen aura, Kieran ignored it completely .

A keen aura of this level was like a breeze caressing his face .



There was no need to care, it was not worth his time .

What concerned Kieran more was the malicious gaze instead; the owner seemed to be good at hiding, to the point that even Kieran couldn't precisely locate the culprit despite noticing his presence .

"Interesting . " Swordsmith's rough voice became more sonorous .  

It seemed like the Swordsmith hadn't spoken for a while, thus the rough voice at first, then his true voice, which was actually very sonorous .

Following his voice, a keener aura appeared on him .

If the previous keen aura was a common blade, this keener aura was like a famous sword, sharp and unrivaled, but that aura was soon interrupted by the scorching and chaotic one that appeared on Kieran suddenly .

When the scorching heat appeared, even famous swords could melt .

There weren't any ripples caused, no waves rumbling around, the whole process was silent like drinking a gulp of water .

Kieran still didn't turn back as he walked away .

"This is very interesting . "

The Swordsmith's sonorous voice had an extra sense of excitement, but before he could make his move, an explosion occurred in the sky .

No, it was a roar that sounded like an explosion!

RAWR!

A sulphuric scent went rampant in the air, scorching heat starting to twist and distort the space around .

A gigantic, mega figure with straight horns that could pierce the sky faintly took form .

Following its gaze, the air was torn apart!

Its blazing eyes were emanating ruthlessness and overflowing with killer intents .



The scorching air blew at the Swordsmith's face, hair and outfit, and even his hair started to burn, but he didn't care at all .

He stared excitedly at the devil mirage, his grip on his giant hammer unconsciously growing tighter, but then the Swordsmith quickly frowned .

He remembered his long-time goal .

A new opponent might excite him but he couldn't just forget his old rival as well . He wasn't a person that abandoned the old in favour of the new .

Therefore, the Swordsmith held back his urge to battle the worthy opponent in front of him .

"After I finish my battle, can I fight you?"

His sonorous voice sounded with anticipation .

"Not interested . "

Amid his cold reply, Kieran raised his left hand as he continued forward and hurled out a rapidly gathered Devil Flame like a comet .

He finally found the precise location of that malicious gaze .

Just as the Swordsmith invited Kieran for a duel, the malicious gaze heighted its danger level to a never before seen level .

Kieran was perfectly clear what that malicious gaze wanted to achieve .

Unlike the Swordsmith behind him, the malicious figure wanted to see both of them severely injured from the potential fight, thus reaping benefits from the weak .

What else would Kieran say to such a person?

BOOM!

As the blazing wave rumbled, the watcher that was further away was burned to ashes without even grunting .

The Swordsmith, on the other hand, felt even more excited when he saw the rumbling blazes .

He strode forward and gave chase to Kieran .

"A Legendary weapon! Fight me!" the Swordsmith said .

"Not interested," Kieran replied with the same answer again .

At the same time, he hastened his steps in leaving .

He wasn't only fast, together with [Dark Movement Technique], Kieran vanished within a flash of light .

The Swordsmith jolted before he laughed wholeheartedly .

"Great! This is great! Another opponent that is worth challenging! This is indeed a great life!"

His loud laughs spread further away and clearly entered Kieran's ears .

"This guy is sick…"

Kieran commented his honest thoughts on the Swordsmith before boarding the train to return .

However, the moment Kieran sat down, his PM tab pinged him .

. . .

J . Pearlman: I heard that you are searching for a blacksmith to fix weapons?

J . Pearlman: If you don't mind, pay me a visit . I can assure you that you won't be disappointed .

. . .

The message from J . Pearlman popped up the moment Kieran opened the PM tab .