Ember Skywalker

Chapter 204: The powerful Fusika!

The Moon Dancer was designed by Van Dandy and is far superior to ordinary demonic weapons.

More importantly, the difficulty of restoring the magic of this weapon is extremely high, which indirectly confirms Fusika's talent.

Without talent, even a fourth-level magician cannot make second-level weapons.

This is the uniqueness of legendary design.

“This Moon Dancer is a third-tier weapon.

In terms of basic attributes, it can increase the user's strength and speed by 35%, and fuel by 40%.

In terms of additional attributes, it can make the attack permanently have a magic-breaking effect and can cause moon burn damage.

As for the God-given attributes, as long as it is under the moonlight, the above two attributes can be increased by ten points. "

There was an exclamation from below.

The attributes of Moon Dancer are too powerful, and it even has divine attributes.

You know, only a few top-level armed forces have this attribute.

Just imagine, under the moonlight, when the three attributes are activated together, what a grand spectacle it will be?
"Very good." Titus, who was sitting in the front row, clapped his hands, causing the entire hall to burst into applause.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty."

Voska bowed politely.

"Haha, I never thought that the Evian family would produce such a powerful magician." said a man in white.

He is none other than Archduke Jean Röntgen, the head of Dante's most famous family, the Röntgen family.

"Old Silva did give birth to a good daughter. I hope she won't be led astray by him." An old man next to Roentgen said with a smile.

The old man had only one arm, and it was Marshal Dante.

Archduke Roentgen laughed: "As far as I know, she and Silva are two different kinds of people.

This girl was taken to Borosa by Torvalds to study since she was a child, and only returned to Dante two years ago.

So she is not influenced much by old Silva, but Silva often listens to her."

"I heard she was good in every way, except that she was a little harsh."

"What genius doesn't have some character?"

While everyone was talking, Jawad in the audience looked pale, as if all his strength had been drained.

He was full of confidence today.

The Holy Light Armband is his rare masterpiece.

He originally wanted to use this weapon to defeat Fuska and become Monet's assistant.

In this way, he will have the hope of being promoted to the Sage of Restoring Demons.

He has been looking forward to this road for twenty years!

Otherwise, given his prestige and age, why would he bother to get involved?
But the moment Moon Dancer appeared, he knew he had lost, completely.

It seems that he can only stop at the third level in this life.

Monet suddenly asked, "What is the perfection of this Moon Dancer?"

There was admiration in his eyes.

"Ninety percent."

As soon as this number was uttered, there was another round of exclamations from below.

Even Cosi, who had remained silent, nodded slightly.

"Considering that this is a legendary design, such a high level of perfection is truly remarkable." Monet nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, Master Monet."

To receive this person's praise almost means being chosen.

"Raven, this little girl is very capable in combat. I'm afraid you and him are only halfway there."

Feyre said seriously.

To be honest, Moondancer's appearance caught him off guard.

"I admit, she is indeed very strong." Raven nodded.

Just then a burly and powerful man stood up.

He was dressed in thick fur and had a northern rugged look on his face.

"Master Fuska, is this Moon Dancer available for pre-order? I'm willing to pay double the price."

There was an extremely eager look in his eyes.

"Which country are you from?"

"The Kingdom of Pompeii."

"I'm sorry, I'm Dante's demon-reincarnator. From now on, all the demon-reincarnating weapons made by me will only be provided to Dante's people."

There was a sudden burst of warm applause and loud cheers from the audience.

"Although it's a pity, I have great respect for you." The strong man Pompey felt disappointed.

He is a disciple of Zagoratos and follows the path of a dark magic warrior.

This Moon Dancer was almost tailor-made for him. With it, he could even get a glimpse of the Holy Path.

"Ms. Fuska, can I ask you a question other than resurrection?"

Another person stood up and asked.

"Please say."

"As everyone knows, you went to Borosa when you were young and studied under Master Torvalds. It can be said that everything you have was given by him.

So, if someone from Borosa wants to buy Moon Dancer, will you refuse?"

This statement is very meaningful.

Borosa deployed troops on the border and was ready to go to war with Dante at any time until the end.

But Fuska is from Borosa, so where does she stand?

These words were quite provocative, and the atmosphere in the field froze for a moment.

Everyone looked over and saw that the person who spoke was a brown-skinned man.

She has short, slightly curly hair and exudes the scent of the sea.

"Heinxi people?" Someone asked.

The man's facial features were too obvious; he was a Hainxi man who had lived with the ocean all year round.

"Damn it, the Heinxi people dare to come and sow discord, who do you think you are!" A Dante noble stood up and said angrily.

"I am the envoy of Heinxi, and I have a letter of passage issued by your country."

The curly-haired girl smiled confidently and nodded slightly towards the first row.

"I came here with a mission of peace, but before that, I must know your country's attitude towards Borosa."

"The Heinxi people are well-known for their fickleness. Why should I trust you?"

"I'm afraid Dante doesn't want to go to war with all the countries at the same time?

Hey, that’s really crazy.”

The man ignored the sarcasm and continued:
"Hainxi not only has vast oceans and mountains, but also a large population.

Our powerful cavalry and spellburners even intimidate the surrounding sea creatures.

So we definitely have the leverage to make peace.”

He particularly emphasized the word "facilitate".

"Whatever you mean, I think I have expressed it clearly. Do you want to hear it again?" Fusika said coldly.

"Thank you for your answer."

The man smiled and said nothing more.

He originally just wanted to see Dante's re-enchantment press conference, but he met the stunningly talented Voska.

Feeling deeply threatened, he suddenly decided to alienate the relationship between her and Dante's top management.

Even if it failed, it would have left a thorn in the hearts of Dante's top management.

Soon, amid prolonged applause, Voska ended her presentation and walked off the stage proudly.

Almost everyone thought she would win.

The host's voice sounded again:

“Dear guests, next, I have something to tell you with regret.

Due to the invasion of the Frozen Barbarians, Master Bruno is unable to attend this press conference, which is a pity.

Master Feyer was busy supporting the war on the Western Front, and although he was present, he did not bring any new works.

But their actions are worthy of our respect. Please let us pay our deep respects to these two masters with applause."

After speaking, he bowed deeply.

Thunderous applause broke out.

"Next, let's welcome another new magician, Raven, to the stage. Let's see what surprises he brings to us."

There was discussion from the audience.

"Raven? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Didn't you see he said he was a newly promoted magician? I guess his level is not that good."

"That's boring. Are you still going to watch it later? I want to go find my lover."

"Don't act like a stud, or you'll die young."

"Haha, you two are really ignorant.

I have heard some news that this Raven was born in the White Tower and was a lord, but he was later expelled."

The speaker was a fat, big-eared nobleman.

He seemed to know Raven very well, and his face showed satisfaction as he spoke.

"Expulsion? Tell me what happened?"

They knew very well how powerful Fatty West was, as his cousin was the Minister of Intelligence Beyer.

“Hey, it’s a long story.

It is said that this kid entered the White Tower with the absolute strength of his double ether talent, and even Dean Christine was amazed.

But unfortunately, his mental strength was very poor, so he was ridiculed as a waste for a long time.

However, for some reason he later became powerful again and killed the nephew of the Northern Marquis.

Well, after that, I was driven out of the White Tower, and I am still being hunted by the Duke of the North."

West recounted Raven's experience, and everyone exclaimed in amazement.

Just then, someone was suddenly surprised.

"Why does this kid have so many weapons? Damn, seven in total!"

(End of this chapter)