Chapter 242 : Equipment Enchantment

Equipment Enchantment

The naga charged forward, their tridents raised, but Little Mo could never allow them to harm her master.

"Oooh!"

Even without transforming into the 'Abyssal Octabrute', little Mo still rushed in.

But as aquatic creatures, the naga's combat abilities underwater were formidable, and besides, these naga were not ordinary members of their race.

A trident thrust out, piercing one of Little Mo's tentacles and spraying blood everywhere, but he did not retreat. Instead, he twisted around several naga in response.

Little Mo and the naga became tangled in battle. Witnessing this, nora embraced the panicked Tethys, shielding her while also using mermaid telepathy to ask,

"Why are you attacking us?"

But the naga gave no answer after hearing this. Like irrational beasts, they charged for the two.

Nora had no choice but to fight back. Her melodious singing echoed, causing the lake bottom currents to surge up, sweeping several naga away with the water. But Tethys was still lost in fear, unable to pull herself out.

"It's the sea witch... the sea witch is here."

Tethys clutched her head, trying not to recall those terrifying scenes, but faced with the naga's ferocious faces, she couldn't suppress her churning memories.

"Ssshh!"

The Sea Palace Guard leading the group was preparing a spell as well. With a sweep of his cold iron trident, a blade formed of water slashed toward Tethys.

She dodged the first blow, but slowed by that unknown fear, she could not evade the second.

"Miss!"

Nora threw herself in front of Tethys, knocking her out of the way, and took the water blade across her own back, gritting her teeth to bear the pain and calling out,

"Little Mo, stop him!"

"Oooh!"

An octopus tentacle lashed toward the Sea Palace Guard, but he evaded first, countering with two more water blades that severed one of Little Mo's tentacles. At level 29, as a silver elite, his strength was apparent.

"Nora, your wound!"

Seeing the injury on Nora's back, tethys regained a bit of her senses.

"I can hold on—Miss, hurry and awaken Little Mo."

"I..."

Tethys's voice trembled as she slowly opened her mouth, but her song did not come out immediately—she was still struggling to overcome the fear in her heart.

At that moment, this scene was transmitted to Adolf by a black insect.

"She's actually afraid?"

He had thought helping Maregof deal with that 'Abyssal Octabrute' would be troublesome, but now it seemed that as long as the mermaid remained trapped in fear, things would become much easier.

With that thought, a small black bug quickly swam toward Tethys.

"Miss, hurry!"

Hearing Nora's urgent tone, tethys looked at the naga. Though these monsters stirred deep fear within her, for Nora's sake, she had to overcome them!

"Ah~"

She opened her mouth again, and as her melodious song drifted across the lake bottom, little Mo's eyes turned pitch black.

"Oooh~"

It was a call from the deep sea. The moment the sound rang out, little Mo's body swelled rapidly.

Blub!

A sweep of his tentacles sent out masses of bubbles. With this swing, two naga were crushed into pulp on the spot.

Next, little Mo turned his sights on the Sea Palace Guard who'd attacked him. But before he could charge forward, a black bug had already made it in front of Tethys.

Chii!

With a split, an eye covered in purple patterns opened from the bug as Tethys's gaze locked onto it.

Fear spread!

"Listen to the call of the Abyss!"

In an instant, tethys's pupils dilated to their fullest, driven by the terror awakened within her.

At the same time, another water blade slashed out. While Tethys was held in place by the spirit-controlling magic, she could not dodge. As the water blade was about to hit, the conch hanging on her chest glowed brightly.

...

At the Darkmoon clan camp, Serea was standing in a robe, examining two black garments.

"Clearly, this one is a bit better,"

Serea said as her gaze settled on the singer's outfit named 'Rhythmic Black Merfolk'.

Aside from being rather revealing, this garments was basically perfect. As a gold gear, it was a good replacement for the 'Death Anthem Formal Wear', and there was one more thing...

"What does 'equipment enchantment slot' mean?"

She asked the System, which soon answered.

System: Equipment enchantment refers to transferring a specific enchantment effect onto an item—this effect will randomly replace one of the existing enchantments. However, if there is an available equipment enchantment slot, it will take precedence over a free slot.

"So that's how it works."

Serea more or less understood.

System: Additionally, if the host possesses discarded equipment, you can choose to extract an enchantment and transfer it to new equipment. However, the equipment used for extraction will permanently lose one enchantment.

"This good a deal, huh?"

Serea eyed the 'Death Anthem Formal Wear', which currently offered her two powerful effects she could use.

1. Undead minions gain a 10% boost to all attributes.

2. Death Altar abilities gain a 10% increase.

With two open slots currently available, she could move both over, but after considering a bit...

"Forget the latter—this set, as a pure summoner garment, would be awkward with a skill amplification effect. So I'll just use the first one."

While talking, Serea glanced over to Celia.

"Dogsius, I need your help with something."

As soon as she finished speaking, Celia's body jerked—clearly Dogsius had taken over control.

"My master, what are your instructions?"

"Please help extract the enchantment,"

Serea said, pulling out a prepared enchantment orb. This was something from her 'dowry', and it came in handy now.

"Leave it to me."

Dogsius was full of confidence. Although extracting enchants from high-quality garments ran the risk of failure (which could destroy the enchantment), as a master-level enchanter, Dogsius's success rate was still relatively reliable.

He placed the enchantment orb atop the 'Death Anthem Formal Wear', and in accordance with Serea's request, extracted the effect.

"Now enchant it into this outfit."

"No problem."

Dogsius moved, the orb containing the enchantment shattered, and an open enchantment slot on the 'Rhythmic Black Merfolk' was filled. At the same time, that gear acquired the effect: 'Undead minion gains a 10% boost to all attributes'.

Satisfied, Serea cradled the singer's dress, her face flushing a bit with excitement.

Strappy lace and such—wearing these felt a bit unsafe...

But if wearing it made her stronger, then it was nothing to worry about. At worst, she would just become a dignified lady.

"Let's try it on again."

With her new enchantment, Serea couldn't wait to put it on. Meanwhile, Dogsius set his sights on the now 'scrapped' Death Anthem Formal Wear from which the enchantment had been extracted.

"Master, may I have this dress?"

"If you like it, take it."

"Thank you, master."

Dogsius put the garment away. As for his reason...

How could someone who was supposedly Serea the Queen's all-around master be happy about being outdone by some outsider tailor? So, she decided to do something to reassert her presence.

She hadn't dabbled much in lifestyle-related garments, but as for combat outfits...

Heh heh!

(To be continued...)