Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 47: Pigbone Staff
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As a necromancer, finally got his own weapon, which made Ron a little excited, who had been empty-handed.
The sky is already dark, and a little bit of snow flutters in the air. In an unknown cave in the dark forest, there is still a faint light of fire.
Ron sat cross-legged on the ground with a focused expression. In front of him was his mentor Huo Meilin. He was like a projection of the void, floating in the space like a cloud of black air.
Homelin is not only a mentor to Ron’s undead magic, he is also Ron’s most important guide in life. Ron has learned a lot of life philosophy from him. These things are enough for him to last a lifetime. .
Huo Meilin had a very high status in the Scourge Church 100,000 years ago, not only because of his strength, but also because of his erudition and more respect.
Magic, fighting spirit, geography, history, strange beasts... all kinds of things, Huo Meilin has been involved, to Ron, his vast knowledge is like an inexhaustible treasure house, which benefits him a lot.
Now, Huo Meilin will teach him the art of forging.
"Place these bones one by one according to the magic circle above!" As Hummelin spoke, a cyan light shot directly at Ron's brow, and a magic circle appeared in Ron's mind. .
Ron closed his eyes and carefully observed the magic circle. The magic circle showed a round shape. Inside the circle, there was a very complicated pattern. There were four small circle magic circles on the four sides of the big circle. Independent of the great circle.
The Forging Array is a magical array used to forge weapons and equipment, which can have a melting pot effect.
What Ron has to do is to arrange one of the magical materials he has received today—the bones of the alien beasts one by one in the shape of the magic circle, even the order cannot be wrong.
Ron took a deep breath. Suddenly, he grabbed the bones on the ground and flew his hands. In a short while, he painted a magic circle.
An extremely complicated pattern appeared on the ground in front of Ron. This pattern was exactly the same as the pattern in his mind. At this time, the magic array seemed to be alive, emitting a faint black light.
"Successful?" Ron was stunned by the strange sight before him.
"This is just the cone of the magic circle, it's too early to succeed!" Huo Meilin said lightly, "the next step is the "star position", remember, a bone can't be mistaken!"
"Yes, Grandpa Huo Meilin!"
Ron nodded, he grabbed a bone again, and according to the "star position" of the magic circle on the ground, he inserted the bones in his hand into the magic circle on the ground one by one. According to Huo Meilin, this There are hundreds of bones in the magic circle, and one cannot be inserted wrong.
The bones in the magic circle are of different lengths, but the length of the bones in each position is fixed. The bones Ron recovered from the Chamber of Commerce have lengths and thicknesses, which are obviously unqualified.
However, it is difficult for Ron to use the "skeleton restoration technique" as a necromancer to make bones grow according to his wishes.
Making this magic circle is not an easy task. Ron has been doing it for more than two hours, and in these nine cold days, sweat beads appeared on his forehead.
At this moment, Homelin, who had been staring at Ron, frowned and said, "Insert it wrong, start over!"
"That's right?" Ron looked at the magic circle for a moment.
"The position is correct, but the order is wrong, come over!" Huo Meilin said lightly, his voice has an unquestionable taste. In terms of imparting knowledge, Huo Meilin was like a strict mentor, and he didn't talk about emotions at all. This magic circle was almost completed, and he was forced to start over.
Ron nodded and waved his hand. All the bones flew up and fell to the side. The results of more than two hours of hard work were destroyed.
"The magic circle is a rigorous job. You can't make any mistakes. You got the order of the bone spurs wrong. This magic circle is relatively simple, and you can succeed if you make a mistake, but it will not do much for your growth! Some large ones The magic circle of the magic circle can't be wrong at all." Huo Meilin said.
Ron also understood the painstaking efforts of Grandpa Huo Meilin. Although he was a little depressed, he did not complain. He picked up a bone and inserted it again.
Perhaps because of the second time, Ron's technique became much more proficient, and his speed was significantly faster than before.
Bone spurs were inserted and erected, like building blocks. After a short while, a magic circle gradually took shape.
Ron inserted a bone in the last position-the eye.
At this time, a vision took place, and the black magic circle emitted a dazzling light, shining the entire cave brightly, and the light penetrated the cave.
The bone spurs emit strange black powers, and the power continues to condense toward the eyes of the formation. The power in the eyes of the formation gathers more and more, and it quickly becomes a black ball of light, which is expanding, more and more Big.
"Hoo--" there was a cry.
The black ball of light grew bigger, it got out of the eye and floated.
"Successful!" Ron exclaimed, with the joy of success on his sweaty face.
The black ball of light is constantly spinning in the air, and the magic circle below is continuously supplying it with energy.
"It's still early, it's just a forging magic circle at best, the next is the most difficult-forging!" There was a smile on Khomelin's face, but he still didn't forget to pour Ron's cold water.
"Ron, the duration of this magic circle is limited. Quickly, throw in the materials, and start forging!" Huo Meilin said.
"Yes!" Ron's heart shuddered, and he immediately followed Huo Meilin's instructions to throw in the collected materials one by one.
The first one is the skeleton of the black-backed wild boar, which is the main material for forging the bone rod.
Ron picked up the skeleton of the black-backed wild boar. The black ball of light seemed to have suction, and directly sucked the material in his hand.
The black ball of light was transparent, and Ron could clearly see all the movement inside, and saw the bones spread out, one by one as if floating on the water.
"Put your hands on those two small circle magic circles, and then inject soul power, hurry!" Huo Meilin urged.
Ron didn't dare to neglect, he quickly put his hand on two of the four small circle magic circles, and then he infused his soul power with a thought.
At this time, the magic circle forged was brilliant, a trace of power penetrated into the black ball of light through the bone spurs on the ground, the black ball of light seemed to come alive, and a black flame appeared inside.
Ron only felt that his soul was connected with this black ball of light, and every move of this black ball of light was in his grasp, especially the flame inside, allowing him to manipulate as he wanted.
Huo Meilin said, "Concentrate and start forging!"
"Yes!"
Ron nodded. Under his control, the black flames in the ball of light flourished, roasting the bones of the black-backed wild boar. After a while, the bones showed signs of melting.
"Throw those iron ingots in!" Hummelin ordered.
Ron did so.
"Increase your soul power, Ron, your firepower is too small now..."
Ron increased the power of his soul, the black flame inside became stronger, and the iron ingot began to melt, turning into a pool of molten iron.
The black ball of light exudes fiery heat, and Ron's head and face are already covered with sweat, dripping to the ground.
A large amount of soul power comes out of the body and is injected into the magic circle. The energy of the magic circle is getting stronger and stronger.
According to Huo Meilin's instructions, he put the materials one by one into the black ball of light, and the black ball of light was like a hodgepodge. Various materials were simply piled together and floated in the air.
After a while, these materials began to condense and combine, and gradually, a bone-like thing appeared in Ron's sight.
At this moment, the black ball of light emitted a dazzling white light, and then began to shatter.
"Crack--" With a sound, the black ball of light shattered, and a bone stick like white jade floated above the magic circle.
"Successful!" Ron jumped up with joy. At this time, with a "boom--" he felt a pain in his head and hit the top of the cave.
Ron didn’t care about the pain, he got up quickly, grabbed the bone stick from the magic circle, and said excitedly, "Grandpa Huomelin, I made it!"
"Good job!" Huo Meilin's face was full of smiles.
The bone rod is about seven or eight inches long, and there is a strange ball-like protrusion on the top, with a few spikes scattered on it. The rod is as smooth as white jade, and it is cold at first, and the surface is full of heavy metal texture. .
As soon as Ron’s bone rod started, he felt a strange power all over his body. Just holding it in his hand, Ron already felt that he was much stronger, like a samurai, holding a kitchen knife and The feeling of a sword in hand is completely different.
"It's amazing—" Ron sighed, "This is my weapon, a weapon belonging to the Necromancer, I don't feel any discomfort if I hold it in my hand!"
"Hehe, the first time forging was successful, it was really good!" Huo Meilin laughed, "but this bone stick is not so good. It is just a low-grade weapon. If you have enough materials, you can Forge weapons of medium grade or above!"
Ron couldn’t put it down and played with the bone stick in his hand. He only felt that this little thing fits his liking regardless of size, weight, and texture. He asked, "Grandpa Huomerin, what is the name of this bone stick?" /
"This is the most inferior bone rod, forged from the bones of the fourth-level monster black-backed wild boar..." Huo Meilin chuckled, "A lot of people can make this little thing. We called it at that time. Pig bone staff!"
"Pig...pig bone?" Ron heard a sweat. Although he was forged from the bones of a black-backed wild boar, the name was so strange.
"Ah..." Seeing Ron's suspicious look, Huo Meilin returned to his serious look, "Well, the weapon is easy to use. The name is not important, so don't care about it!"
"Oh--" Ron nodded suspiciously.
"Try its power, I think it will surprise you!" Huo Meilin said with a smile.
"Okay!" Ron nodded. He pinched the "Pigbone Staff" with three fingers, as if holding a baton, muttering words in his mouth, and a burst of blue light appeared.
"Bone Spurs--"
Ron’s eyes were full of glaucoma, and a bone spur followed with a wave of his hand, pouring out, thrusting into the stone wall with a "por-" sound, and went in like cutting tofu, leaving only the outside. The next deep hole.