Legend of the Evil God Chapter 33: The birth of a treasured sword

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Finally... the most exciting moment has come. All the blacksmiths in Dwarf Village have gathered in my forge, each with their eyes wide open, waiting to see the whole process of my forging.

Don’t think about it, the forging work is not carried out here, but on the lake, because...only there can there be sufficient water, and only there can the stone forging be carried out.

Sitting on a simple raft, we arrived at a small island in the middle of the lake. The patriarch’s grandfather called it a refining island, because... there is a cold spring of ice and a boiling fire. The most suitable for quenching weapons.

Under the guidance of the patriarch grandfather, I started my forging process with a more serious expression, I know... this is absolutely not allowed to make a mistake, one mistake, all the previous efforts are finished, in a short time It is impossible for me to get a second refining stone. In other words, I only have one chance. If I make a mistake, then basically don't count on the treasure.

Grandpa patriarch handed me a sip of the iron pot and motioned me to put it at the intersection of the ice spring and the fire spring, where the water flow is the largest and the water source is the most abundant.

According to the instructions of the grandfather of the patriarch, I put the cauldron made of iron and iron into the spring water. The characteristic of iron is that it has a super high melting point. It is the metal with the highest melting point except meteorite, so...it is forged from stone. The best container for weapons is in the dwarves. If you change a place, you really can’t find such a big pot. Although iron is not a good material for casting weapons, its precious and rare characteristics are no less than Any kind of metal.

First, put all the ore I collected into the pot, and then put the stone that the patriarch grandfather gave me on the top of the ore. Then, it was the most critical moment.

Receiving the knife handed over by the patriarch grandfather, I know...the next step should be blood dripping. The patriarch grandfather said that it will stop until all the ore is melted. How much blood will be dripped? It depends on the reaction of the ore, anyway, it will definitely not be one drop or two drops.

I gritted my teeth and cut the sharp blade to my wrist. I won’t be able to die. Would I be afraid of bleeding? Almost closing my eyes, I quickly slit my wrist, and the next moment...the blood rushed out of the wound and gathered into a small stream, dripping down my fingertips onto the stone.

As soon as it touched my blood, the refining stone suddenly lit up. Suddenly...the astonishing heat spread from the refining stone at an explosive speed, and suddenly...I felt like I was tied to a stove for barbecue. Sad.

Everyone's expressions are rather heavy. They have never experienced stone forging, nor did they expect that the temperature of the stone would be so high! That is simply not tolerable.

As a drop of blood dripped on the refined stone, the temperature of the refined stone became higher and higher, and the refined stone gradually brightened up. After only a while, the brightness reached an astonishing level, even the sun in the sky. The light has been compared to it.

Time passed by one minute and one second, as if only a few seconds had passed, and as if a few hours had passed, finally... the silver marrow ore began to melt, followed by the gold snake mine, then the refined copper mine, and the blood Stone, black iron stone, but... meteorite and silver spar have no reaction at all, and there is no sign of melting.

At this moment... I have already shed a lot of blood, the total amount is more than a catty, my head is already dizzy, and the body is constantly feeling weak!

The patriarch's expression on one side became more serious. When he used to forge the stone, the process was over to this point. All the ores have completely melted, but this time...Meteorite and silver crystal ore unexpectedly There is no sign of melting, which is absolutely abnormal.

Frowning his brows tightly, the patriarch knew that neither the silver spar nor the meteorite ore was an ordinary ore. He had also refined the meteorite ore, and it was definitely not that difficult.

The blood is still dripping, and the other metal solutions have already begun to boil, but...the meteorite and silver crystal ore never reacted at all.

A hundred mist loomed under the iron pan, and the heat from the iron pan had completely boiled the spring water under the pan, and the violent water vapor sprayed violently, making a chirping sound.

Two catties! I have dripped two catties of blood, and now I finally understand the advice of the patriarch's grandfather. It is true...This kind of life-threatening forging method is definitely not useful, this time it will be enough!

It’s still flowing again. Everyone has already seen that it’s not good. If it continues like this, Leng Mo will die. There is not as much blood in a person’s body as imagined. Once too much blood is lost , That would really be deadly.

Gradually...I'm already a little confused, and I feel the approach of death again, and everything in front of me starts to shake, I know...I won't be able to support it for long!

The possibility of death made me excited again. Before I knew it, my eyes turned blood red, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. The left hand knife was raised again, and I slashed again on my wrist, suddenly... …The blood rushed out frantically, this time…I cut my artery!

The blood was almost sprayed on the refining stone. This is totally a desperate practice. I am completely excited. I just want to taste the pleasure of bleeding. Although it is my own blood, I can’t stop myself. Impulsive, when I was so longing, my hand already moved.

Looking at the blood spurting out of my wrist with a yin smile, I feel that the bright red color is so beautiful and so eye-catching. I like this color, more like this tragic taste, let’s make it stronger !

Just when I lifted the dagger again, my left hand was hit by an object violently, and the dagger flew out with a whistling sound, not knowing where it went.

I turned my head in amazement, turned to look, and found that the patriarch grandpa was standing in front of me with an anxious look, and shouted anxiously: "Boy! There is enough blood, the ore is melted, fast! Pour the solution in. In the mold!"

I was stunned for a moment, and finally woke up. When I looked down, the ore in the pot had indeed completely melted. I dragged the mold with excitement. I quickly put it on the diversion opening of the iron pot. … The patriarch’s grandfather has lifted the iron pot with an iron rod, and suddenly… the metal solution began to flow into my mold.

Soon...all the solution has flowed into the mold, and nothing is left. When the last drop of solution flows into the mold, it just filled the entire mold, not many drops, not many drops, all in The result under the guidance of the patriarch grandpa.

Although the body is very weak, I may faint at any time, but I reluctantly clicked on my acupuncture points to stop the bleeding from continuing to flow, and insisted not to leave. In any case, I have to see the sword made by myself. that moment!

Boom!

When I threw the mold into the intersection of the ice spring and the fire spring with the help of the patriarch’s grandfather, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, and I looked up in amazement. When it came, the sky was full of clear skies. The dark clouds.

I didn't care too much. It was a natural phenomenon when the sky thundered. I don't care about it. Now... nothing is more important than my sword!

This time the mold is made of burnt mellow soil. It is not afraid of water and will not melt away due to soaking in water. It is completely different from the kind of soil I made the mold last time.

The mist is soaring into the sky where the mold falls into the water. I know... it is caused by the heat emitted by the metal. When the white mist weakens, it is the moment when the treasure knife comes out of the water!

Finally... the white mist began to gradually shrink, and looked back eagerly at the patriarch grandfather. After seeing him nod to me, I plunged my head into the water and quickly grabbed the heavy mold. , I shook his arm hard, and Mo Ju was thrown to the shore by me.

Climbing up to the shore excitedly, I quickly ran towards the mold, haha...After struggling for a whole year, my sword is finally made!

When holding up the mold with excitement, all the dwarves approached with curiosity. They were also very curious about the weapons made of so many super precious, super rare ores, and they wanted to know whether they would create one. What kind of weapon.

I lifted the mold high, and I tried my best to smash the mold against a rock next to it. With a bang, the mold fell apart, and a swarthy guy rolled out loudly.

Looking at the dark guy on the ground, my eyes straightened, and I walked over step by step, haha...this is the new hundred war sword I dream of!

Click!

Just two steps out, three or four meters away from the dark weapon, a loud noise exploded in my ears, and my eyes went dark... I fell on my back and fell to the ground at the same time , I saw a thick purple lightning falling from the sky and hitting the black guy on the ground accurately.

In a dizzy moment, I shook my head hard, and got up with difficulty. When I looked around, everyone had fallen to the ground, even the patriarch grandfather, but fortunately no one was hurt, everyone He got up quickly, looked at the dark guy on the ground with a look of trepidation, muttering something in his mouth.

(It seems that there are fewer tickets. Is it because the update is slow, please... it will be soon after the new book area, I hope everyone will continue to drop!)