Chapter 1035. Group of Thieves

Seth had no idea what exactly influenced it, but the right blade was specialized in combat and only made physical damage, while the left one was specialized in magic and only caused magic damage. The blades had only five effects with three unique effects each. However, each effect was very special.

The right one lent the user Blade Master, Crimson Flood, and the passive skill <Scourge of the Battlefield>. The first raise all sword-related skills by a full tier, when using the Slaughter Blade. This meant something like <Swordsmanship(Adept)> would rise to <Swordsmanship(Journeyman)>.

Crimson Flood caused all wounds in a radius of 3m around the user to bleed. The effect depended on the area, not a specific time, and dealt 1% of his physical attack damage every 20 seconds. Lastly, <Scourge of the Battlefield> increased intimidation, with each consecutive kill, which could cause status ailments like fear or panic.

The unique skills of the left blade were Weather Master, Riptide, and the passive skill <Messiah of the Dessert>. Like Blade Master, Weather Masted improved the skill corresponding to Maahes' Divinity of Weather.

Riptide increased the power and range of water-type weather magic like <Torrential Rains>, increasing their chance to stagger and weaken the enemy. Lastly, <Messiah of the Desert> increased the power of all skills, when in a desert.

As for the effects both blades had, they were the increase of divine skills, as well as Slaughter Blade.

The latter allowed the blade to repair itself with the blood of enemies. Wounds also had a low chance to temporarily weaken the target and buff the user.

The slaughter blades as a pair were a powerful fit to the Slaughterer’s set, however, the left blade was not universally applicable to every warrior. Although it dealt magic-type damage, the effects only applied to people that dealt with weather-type skills.

The right blade was not bad, yet Seth was confident he would be able to make a better weapon, depending on material and specialization on the user’s needs. Of course, there was always the choice to enchant them further using <Soul infusion>, but this was a different issue altogether.

Although the options may change slightly if he didn’t use the <Blood of Maahes>, the Slaughterer’s Set had potential as long as he used a fitting material. The blades, however, were only good for Mike who wielded the god’s divine skills. It would be hard to find someone else with a good fit to such a pair of blades.

“Congratulations on leveling up!” Sivri congratulated him on the rise of his skills.

“Thanks, Sivri,” he said with a smile.

The quest had also updated, now showing Slaughterer's Set and the Slaughter Blades were completed and all that was left was handing over the items. Seth was looking forward to the quest rewards, but maybe the biggest gain of this quest was the rise in skill levels. It had been so long, that the rise came completely unexpected. With level 2 of master tier <Enchantment> he had unlocked another badge of basic Olympian Enchantments.

The ones he had gotten after becoming a master were different and fewer than before, but they came with a big advantage. While the others came as a blessing through the power of a deity or a god and were unique, these ones seemed to be enchantments created by Hephaestus himself. As long he used <Olympian Silver> or souls, there was no restriction to the number of items he could enchant with them.

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--- a day later---

“So the guys we are looking for aren't cultivators this time?” Seth asked again. Since he wanted to spend time with them, he followed the others on their patrolling.

“Yeah, apparently they are a group of Thieves that were stealing from Cultivators,” Ray reiterated.

Unlike players with their inventory, most cultivators were easy targets for the thieves and their almost magical skills in stealing.

“How are you sure it was them?”

“We aren't. We are just going to talk with them.”

Whether it was the otherworlders or the cultivators, both were a source of trouble. While the people from the Pathworks were quite well-behaved inside of Little Gamma, it seemed that there were a slightly bigger problem in the Pythian Village.

Probably because only people with recommendations were allowed to enter the main city, while anyone was able to Enter the Pythian Village if they came through the land route. After all, Delta did not police who was able to enter or leave from there, so these more problematic people willing to join the games or trying to gain something here came from there.

Apart from criminals and adventurers, there were also visitors and audience for the games. Begrudgingly, Seth also had to accept that there were various religious organization trying to gain a footing in the less organized Pythian Village. They were the only people whose money didn't interest Seth, though they had to tolerate them because of their advertisements. Anyone was welcome, a motto he came to regret a little.

But it was not all bad, the Pythian Village was thriving, with many exotic merchants and traders setting up shops and stalls to sell their wares to the prospective participants and audience. Just like there were bars and restaurants in the style of the Voraciosu Cloud Continent, there were also simple bars, pubs, and inns Seth knew from the territories under the Chrona Empire.

Now, the group was entering one of those inns. Apparently, the suspects were supposed to live here-

“You thieving little cockroaches!” they heard from inside as a body came flying through the door and slid across the street.

“I guess we are in the right place?” the bard commented.