CHAPTER 220: Rebirth - Dark Upheaval: Blaze & Frost

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A weapon masterfully forged by the blacksmith Tiphanna Eryndoril using the remains of several fearsome monsters. Infused with the resilience of apex predators, its blade regenerates upon damage, ensuring it never loses its deadly edge in the heat of battle.

Each strike carries the raw power of its monstrous origins, allowing the wielder to imbue their attacks with fire or lightning at will. Ancient runes carved into its surface grant the user complete command over its movement, enabling the dagger to levitate or return to their grasp with but a thought.

▪︎ 30% chance of inflicting «Burn»

▪︎ 30% chance of inflicting «Paralysis»

▪︎ 40% chance of dealing an additional 30% damage if the enemy is afflicted with an abnormal status

▪︎ There is a 30% chance of inflicting «Poison»; foes afflicted with this ailment have a 25% chance of having their defense ignored

▪︎ Critical Hit Chance increases by 9% every three attacks, stacking up to five times. Once maxed, the effect enters a 20-second cooldown

Conditions of Use: Lvl 50+ | Strength 150+ | Stamina 100+]


Nice! Daisuke smirked, admiring the elf's craftsmanship. Two extra debuffs? That's perfect for my fighting style. He grinned to himself. Honestly, I felt a little incomplete without the Bleed debuff. It would've made dealing with that damn eel a hell of a lot easier too.

"So?" Tiphanna urged, cupping her hips. "You like it?"

"Are you kidding? You literally just gave me the first ever skill with range attack capabilities. Of course, I like it!"

The elf's face lit up with a proud smile. "I'm glad," she said, then handed him the shield she had restored and enhanced with the Frost Treat Core.

Daisuke took it, his gaze flickering over her exhausted expression, which made him feel a tad guilty.

"Don't worry about it," she reassured, catching his concern. "You may have a pretty face, but I wouldn't push myself like this if it wasn't for a good reason."

"Yeah, but—"

"No buts," she interrupted, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "I'll have plenty of time to rest later. For now, I needed to provide you with the tools to keep us all safe. It's a pity the Heartwood takes so long to marinate, or I would've started on the next weapon right away."

Daisuke chuckled, the edge of a smirk tugging at his mouth. "And here I thought I was the workaholic."


[Ironhide Bulwark +2]

[Rank: Rare

Type: Shield

Melee Defense Power: 46.2 | Magical Defense Power: 72.6 | Durability: 71/71

The Ironhide Bulwark is a formidable shield, its surface embossed with the menacing visage of an Orc chieftain, forever immortalized in iron. The creature's fierce glare and battle-worn scowl seems to challenge enemies to strike, only to meet an impenetrable wall. Reinforced with layers of hardened steel and the power of a Frost Treant, this shield excels at repelling both physical blows and magical attacks, making it an indomitable defense for any seasoned warrior.

▪︎ Knockback Chance +58%

▪︎ Petrification Chance +40%

▪︎ Summons a translucent vine barrier that absorbs damage equal to 50% of the caster's max HP. Lasts for 15 seconds. Cooldown: 2 minutes.

▪︎ Grants nearby allies a protective barrier equal to 20% of their max HP. Lasts for 10 seconds. Cooldown: 3 minutes.

Conditions of Use: Lvl 52+ | Strength 208+ | Stamina 130+]


"This shield will definitely come in handy in a tight spot," Daisuke said upon stowing it in his inventory. "Thanks, Tiphanna... this really means a—

Chuu~

Before he could finish his sentence, the elf hovered close and pressed a light kiss to his cheek, her ears flushed pink. "I thought I told you to call me Tiff."

Zephyr smirked mischievously as Josephine and Lyndoria glanced at Lumielle, but the princess was oddly calm.

"You said you're about to get busy," Tiphanna continued, a tinge of sadness in her tone. "Think of that as a good luck charm. Take care of yourself, okay?"

With a faint blush, Daisuke pressed his fingertips to the spot where her lips had just been. "You, too... thanks."

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