Using "Lake Light Mirror Image" to simulate a weapon's unique attributes, the success rate is too low; after all, the higher the level, the more complex the construction.
Tang Zheng's Hand of Akmond, the most complete replication he managed, was no more than seventy percent.
"Shouldn't be successful, right?" Mirene frowned, anxious for Tang Zheng. The favorability the Group Leader had previously polished had an effect; the blonde loli didn't view him as a bad person and let him continue to touch the long-handled sickle in an attempt to analyze its structure.
"It's done!" After nearly thirty-something failures, Tang Zheng finally succeeded in replicating it, although it was still unstable, and the blade had fine, irregular distortions.
"Try it, how's the power?" Mirene, holding a sickle taller than herself, swung it and created a whirlwind, bursting all the approaching fireballs.
