faced short lifespans although they
possessed means to mitigate this such as
periodically consuming holy water
cleansing their bodies with it and
ingesting another highly toxic substance
to reduce the harm mithil inflicted upon
them players purchasing mithil weapons
from the holy school soon found
themselves processing them in their own
factories unfortunately the dust
generated during processing resulted in
hundreds succumbing to Mythril poisoning
leading to their demise shortly
thereafter nevertheless players
successfully fashioned a batch of
Mythril bullets and garlic potions I in
terms of appearance mithil closely
resembles ordinary silver but possesses
is a brightness that surpasses it
gleaming magnificently Engravings upon
its surface appear stunningly beautiful
the term mithril is derived from the
Elvish language originally signifying to
Shimmer or to shine translated into the
draconic tongue it became mithil
initially this mineral was exceedingly
rare discovered by the Dwarven kin in
the minds of Moria however with the
passage of time humans gradually
mastered this or transforming it into a
potent weapon against the undead its
inherent toxicity is lethal to both
humans and Undead as well as most living
beings additionally it boasts a high
magical conductivity allowing Divine
magic to be easily imbued without
dissipating this is why it has become a
sacred relic of the Holy school at this
moment on the outskirts of the corrupted
Royal City a vampire knelt upon the
ground engulfed in a terrifying weakness
garlic Dam it bang a gunshot rang out
and the vampire's head exploded failing
to regenerate Chung Hing approached
handgun in hand watching the smoke
wafting from the barrel before exhaling
to disperse it mithil bullets proved
effective especially with the
incorporation of Mythril powder into the
projectile resulting in astonishing
outcomes those Craftsmen certainly know
how to innovate changhing holstered his
pistol these mithil bullets had been
crafted by a select group of Artisans
appointed by the state he had been among
the first to obtain samples this item is
remarkably weighty not in the literal
sense but rather the weight it carries
during the production of mithil bullets
these Craftsmen inevitably inhaled
mithil dust and casualties were
unavoidable hence the burden of the
bullets the last time he saw sufu he
failed to extract any information that
individual undoubtedly knows something
about the reality of The Masks changhing
previously approached sufu for insights
regarding the reality of The Masks but
the latter had evaded his inquiries
hinting that he was indeed aware of the
matter and its connection to him from
the few cryptic remarks he had let slip
chuning gleaned that the real world
seemed to be on a countdown and once the
timer expires The Masks as they knew
them would vanish for they were merely
projections akin to the swallows
migrating before a torrential downpour a
harbinger of impending change it truly
left listeners in a fog meanwhile on the
walls of the corrupted Royal City a
group of elite foreign players ascended
from a secluded Corner using grappling
hooks a vampire perched upon the city
wall caught sight of them but the moment
it revealed itself it was swiftly
pierced by a cross-shaped sword a player
with stubble and short blue hair
withdrew the blade and sheathed it once
more so fast have you been secretly
training again my dear friend how could
you think such a thing is it not due to
your own laziness no I sense betrayal
enough bickering or you'll attract the
little monsters a man with a buzz cut
remarked glancing at his palm which bore
a white Mark resembling Mercury deeply
embedded in his skin his lips had also
lost their color and even through the
fabric it seemed the poison of the