Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 896: Red King (1)

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Finally arrived in the small town of Van Der West.

There are only a few families in the town, and the only pub is too small to be as small as the bedroom of Master Leon's. The young master of William's face has a bitter expression on his face. I thought that when I arrived in the small town, I could have a good time. The result is that this kind of bird doesn't shit, and it doesn't have to spend any money. In a tavern in this kind of place, you can buy a large glass of bitter ale for one dollar. You really don’t want to be more expensive. When he got out of the car, Leon was already considering whether to find a woman who was still going to talk about a romantic love to pass the time.

Lucy temporarily accompanies Leon to the tavern, while Allen personally finds Bavent's iron shop. Early in the morning at the iron shop, the chimney on that house kept smoking out. Anyone familiar with Bavent knows that this blacksmith has been weird lately. Not only did I get rid of all the work, I also got up early to work every day, which was unimaginable before.

The door of the iron shop was vacant, and Allen raised his hand and tapped and called the blacksmith's name. Inside, an old man's voice rang: "The door is unlocked, won't you roll in by yourself?"

Ellen pushed in.

The room is like a furnace, and the heat is boiling.

Bavent is topless, wearing a pair of loose trousers, standing barefoot. He turned his back to Alan, and kept hammering at the stove. On the black hammer, the head of the hammer was red, and the body of the hammer was emitting blue smoke, which was obviously extremely hot. Bawint is unconscious, knocking down with one hammer and one hammer, mechanical, but every movement is extremely precise.

Ellen stood behind him, afraid to interrupt.

The hammer went down again, and Bawent put down the hammer and reached into a nearby iron basin. The basin was full of clear water. As soon as his hands entered, the clear water suddenly became black and red. After washing his hands, the old blacksmith looked back. Lun took a look, took a drink from the jug next to him, and wiped off the wine stains on his beard, and said: "Horn's grandson?"

Alan nodded.

Bavente beckoned and motioned for him to walk over. Allen walked to the side of the stove without saying a word, and saw that the tools here were simple and crude. There was an anvil beside the stove with a blade of knife lying on it. The blade embryo was completely red, and the edge of the blade that was not yet open was even more red. After standing for a few seconds, Alan's forehead was already faintly sweaty, and he turned his head: "This is Qianjun?"

"Otherwise?" Bawent squinted his eyes, and said on the blade embryo: "I will cut off the blade of Qianjun and the corners of the fragments sent by Master Horn, plus what kind of Vulcan The heart melts together. After making this knife blade, there is nothing more about it. Originally, I planned to inform Master Horn to come over. You have come by yourself, very good. I still need it today to be able to hit it. . But from now on, you have to complete the final steps yourself."

Ellen didn't ask why, but directly nodded: "What should I do?"

Bavente's affairs were straightforward, and there was a little coldness in his eyes. He stepped forward, holding the hammer in one hand, and fixing the blade with iron tongs in the other, then lifted the hammer to hit it down. Time after time, Tie Feng hit the knife embryo sparks everywhere, and from time to time a flame was ejected from the knife, no wonder the enthusiasm in this room was amazing. Barwent hammered ten times and put down the hammer Lun: "How is it?"

Allen exhaled: "I will try."

The blacksmith stepped back, and Allen stood in his place. Reached out to hold the iron front, and as soon as the palm of his hand touched the handle, he felt that the hammer was incredibly hot. Hold tightly again, the grip is uneven. When he lifted the hammer, he felt the weight was amazing, and Allen was slightly surprised.

Bavent picked up the hip flask and said: "This thing and Qianjun are the same material."

Allen was relieved, then raised his hammer to beat. After knocking it several times, there was a pain in the palm of the hand, and a thread of blood leaked from the gap between the fingers, swimming down the hammer, and quickly evaporating. But Allen's perception is so keen now, he immediately noticed that a ray of pure aura remained in his blood, and pressed into the blade embryo with the hammering action. As soon as the blood entered the blade embryo, a flame was immediately drawn out, and an indescribable feeling appeared between Alan and the blade embryo.

He paused, but Bavente didn't explain this time. Allen didn't ask, he kept moving, repeating this mechanically boring movement.

This knock took three full hours.

For the first hour, Barwent was drinking sullen wine next to him.

For the second hour, Bavente dozed off beside him.

In the third hour, the back of the old blacksmith Lun swinging his hammer didn't even blink his eyes.

As soon as three hours came, he called to stop. Allen put down the hammer, his palm was rubbed with blood from the iron bump on the handle of the hammer. At this time, the blacksmith brought a basin of clean water and said: "Wash it, continue this afternoon."

Ellen washed his hands and asked, "How many more days?"

"At least three days."

"Then I will find a hotel to stay."

Bavente shook his head and said: "There is only one hotel in the town. The price is too dark, so let's live in my house."

Alan gave a sincere smile: "That's better."

So the three of them moved into Bavent's house that same day, and Allen and Bavent worked in the iron shop. A hammer knife, one pointing at the side from time to time. Lucy takes care of the daily life of these young and old men. It is rare that there is a girl in the family. Lucy cleans up the blacksmith's house and cooks and cooks by herself. It is also very busy. Only Leon was the big idler. This young master was so romantic and half-hearted. That night he had already arranged an appointment with the mayor's granddaughter to linger in the tavern.

In the next few days, Allen was boring besides swinging a hammer. The next day Leon also vowed to lay hands on Allen, and by the afternoon he had run out of sight. Allen took out the concentration and patience rarely seen at his age, and swung a hammer hundreds of times without being impatient. In this way, on the afternoon of the third day, the blade of the knife on the anvil was not as red as it was when I first saw it, and the red light on the knife was more restrained. With each hammer swayed, as the pure blood continued to be injected into the blade embryo, Alan's connection with it became stronger and stronger.

He can feel the active fire source power in the blade embryo, and these source powers gradually resonate with it. When he remembered being counted by the Federation, the blade embryo was crimson in color, and the central source of the blade roared. When he thinks of Lucy and Catherine counting daughters, he feels peace in his heart, the color of the knife is warm like jade, and the source of power is like a stream flowing slowly. At dusk, Allen hit with a hammer, remembering the determination in his mother's eyes when she said goodbye, the whole body of the knife blade lit up, bursting out red flames, and immediately hot smoke billowed from the iron floor. When the smoke dissipated, the blade was no longer red, and it was a deep vermilion red, with a faint flame lingering like smoke.

Bavente's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands: "It's done, it's the last process tomorrow."

Allen put down the hammer, reached into the basin, and washed away the blood from his palm. The long knife that can be completed by only one thread, the feeling of blood and flesh connected. The long sword also echoed, a red light flashed deep in the blade, like a dragon.

There was a noise outside the door at this time.

Bavente frowned and pushed out the door. It happened that a few young people rushed past in a panic, but one of them was grabbed by the blacksmith and asked: "What are you doing in a panic?"

Seeing that it was a blacksmith, the young man shouted: "Come on, Master Bavente, the town is going to suffer. It's an iron wolf man."

"Iron Wolf? They are not in Grizzly Town, more than a hundred kilometers away, how come they came to us?"

"Who knows? Now the mayor is bringing the guards to negotiate with them, but our guards have only a dozen people, and they can have fifty or sixty people, and they are fully armed!" The young man broke free from the blacksmith. Hand: "If I have to go home or else, I can only take my family to hide in the mountains, hey."

The blacksmith closed his eyes and turned back to the house to get the iron hammer. As soon as his hand touched the hammer, Allen gently pressed the back of his hand and said lightly: "I'll go"

There is a mess in the tavern.

Leon was still leaning back on the chair, and on his lap sat a pretty young woman. Hearing the noise outside, the girl fidgeted, Leon shook the bad drink in the glass and said: "Don't panic, isn't it just a small armed group. When I was hitting a stick on the surface a few years ago, I didn't miss it. The den of these violent bandits. Dear Juliet, you are waiting here, I will go..."

Suddenly a figure passed by the corner of his eye, and Leon Ding Shen just blinked at him. The young master shrugged: "Well, it won't be the limelight."

The girl named Juliet looked suspicious.

Leon groaned at Ellen’s distant back: "This guy doesn’t, yes. That’s my brother, don’t look very tender, that guy is much better than me. Damn, This guy with too good luck. He was up to level 25 accidentally, and I went up to two levels with my hard work..."

Master Leon let out a long sigh, only to focus on this simple girl with fresh temperament on his lap. It's not bad to change to a lighter taste if you are used to big meals, Leon Kid smiled and thought.

On this day, the people in the town are in a mess. The iron wolf is a violent bandit. The men have been prepared desperately, while the women and children are hiding in their homes. Then one of the young men in the blacksmith's house walked out of the village quietly for a few days, and people couldn't guess his intention. Then there was the roar of machine guns and explosions outside the town, but these sounds soon disappeared. After a while, the young man came back. Nothing was unusual, but the snow on the road melted quietly when he passed by.

From outside the town to the blacksmith's house, the young man stepped on a smooth road in the snow.

Until night fell, no one with an iron wolf appeared. Not long after, the mayor and the guard came back with weird faces. After a while, finally the young man who couldn't help but tormented by curiosity boldly went outside the town and was speechless. The snow in the open area outside the town was melted away, and dozens of charred bodies and some locomotive wrecks were lying on the bare ground.

Only the mayor and the guard knew that Allen left the town alone, lit the sky with both hands, and wiped out one-third of the Iron Wolf casually, while the rest were frightened and fled.