Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 278

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 278]

There were a lot of raw materials and utensils near the workbench. Dahn walked to the edge of an iron cauldron filled with special clay, stabbed the lotus into it, buried it in the clay from beginning to end, and then carefully pulled out the lotus. The clay was destroyed and a cavity was formed, exactly in the shape of a lotus flower.

Afterwards, Dahn opened the furnace and burned the bronze ore in the furnace, and the high-temperature gas was scattered everywhere.

He led the ore outlet to the top of the iron tripod, and the copper water slowly flowed into the soil, filling the gaps and tightly fitting the seams. When it cooled naturally, a copper mold was formed.

“It’s a reference to make sure the shape of the weapon is roughly the same as we expected,” Dahn said.

Ciel stared at the lotus flower that was put aside.

“Can I take that?” he asked.

I really like this knife…

“Please.” Dahn didn’t say anything more.

Xia Er carried the lotus on his back, with the long knife beside him, full of confidence.

Dahn used the key to open the locker at the end of the workbench. After he unlocked the lock, he didn’t rush to open the locker, but first prayed to Dumark.

“Dumak, god of greed and diligence, our creator, our god, god of mountains and fortresses,” Dahn recited the prayer, followed in a low voice by Higgerson, “we will build a The supreme weapon, with the power of the sky, is the proof of our craftsmanship and the crystallization of our painstaking efforts. For this, I, Dahn Matt Xiongbeard, must use the supreme mine, the origami copper Jian, forge a peerless divine weapon.”

He opened the cabinet door, and the inside was radiant, apparently specializing in the storage of mysterious metals, and Hejagesen’s eyes went straight.

Dahn took out several heavy oregano ingots, which were pale from a distance, but also showed a blue-gray color interlaced with light and dark. The tones were complex and indescribable.

“Granee,” Dahn said, “get the shards of glow ready, the oregano waits for no one.”

“Understood.” Charles said solemnly.

Dahn threw the mountain copper ingot into the giant furnace of the Flowing Fire Fort, pulled down the joystick, the internal machinery worked, the metal structure tinkled and collided, and the strong wind blew in, the hot air pipe whistled, and the magma surged at the bottom of the blast furnace. The fire exploded, the heat wave hit the face, and the temperature in the workshop rose instantly.

Soon, Ciel heard a screeching sound, and the mysterious mountain bronze melted in the fire,

Dahn opened his arms and prayed to the blast furnace.

“Great Dumark! I deliver diligence and satisfy my greed,” he said, “in the eternal fire of the fiery furnace, where countless great metals are melted, reshaped, hammered by me, and hammered again and again by the hammer of symphony. Fight, and finally remove the impurities, throw away the mud, and shape it into an eternal artifact!”

The mountain copper is burned in the furnace and melted by the high temperature flame.

In a short while, the lime mineral water flowed out from the mine tunnel, shimmering dazzlingly.

“It’s calling for the glow, it’s waiting for power!” Dahn called to Ciel. “Attach the glow shards!”

The charr draws the god of war into the molten oregano, and it can eat the god!

In the blink of an eye, Ciel felt that his divinity was engulfed by the oregano, and the violent and sharp war power was soaked in the oregano, so the white, blue-gray and other variegated colors were all gone, replaced by blood-stained bright red.

“So, Sindariel Anggard began to forge, this artifact will be forged in the magma pool of Flowfire Castle, and I, master craftsman Dan Matt Xiongxu, will do his best for this!” Dan said, “This is the oregano blade that dominates the war, and it is also an ambitious blade wielded by Ciel Grani. It will accompany its master to conquer the Quartet and destroy the powerful enemy!”

Dahn cooled the oregano thoroughly, and it re-solidified.

The blood-red metal looks a bit like a sword, with sharp edges and uneven thickness. It needs to be further forged and polished. On top of the red sharp blade, Ciel can also see the slightly blue-grey color of the oregano, and it is bound by a divine brilliance. Haunts, giving Sindaril’s appearance a layered look.

so gorgeous.

Charles clenched his fists, feeling excited.

“It will take me a long time to build an artifact by myself, and I don’t know where the others are. You should go to the top of the Flowing Fire Fort, light the beacon, and tell other forts that support is needed here,” Dahn said.

“Yeah.” Charles hurriedly left.

Hejagesen brought Ciel to the top of the Floating Fire Fort. It was icy here, facing the abyss, and the cold wind from the ground brushed against Ciel’s cheeks. He needed it because he felt that his body was very hot, very hot.

“You look very excited.” Hejjgsen used a torch to ignite the huge mushroom root in the bronze beacon tower, and black smoke rose.

“Why don’t I get excited?” Ciel whispered, “Red Blade Sindariel, I’ll be able to pick it up soon.”

“A great artifact! It’s really great!” Heggerson encouraged.

“It’s not just that,” Ciel said, “…I have an enemy named Gladius. In the past, I used the sword that Gladius gave me, and I relied on its power many times to save my life. . But when I got Sindariel, it wasn’t like that anymore.”

“I understand.” Higgerson nodded vigorously.

Charles turned around, a little excited.

“I have to think about it,” said Ciel. “This is the best chance of my life to get close to Gladius, and this time, this time, this moment! I sacrificed a wisp of my divinity, Switch to this indestructible artifact! Because I have to walk up to it, carry Sindariel, and let it see how strong I am now! Show it my strength! Tell it I’m on the same level as it , and even have a chance to beat it!”

“Do you hate it?”

“I would have liked to say that there is an incomparably deep hatred between us,” said Shire, “but I can’t put it that lightly. There are countless stories between me and it that can’t be described with pure ‘hate’. Describe what I think about it, but one thing I can be sure of, I was insignificant in front of it, but soon, I will challenge it and overcome it with a force that it cannot ignore.”

“You will definitely win.” Hejgagson encouraged, and he extended his big hand to Ciel.

“I must win!” Ciel clenched Hejgagsen’s hand, “It is a nightmare that haunts me, and only by defeating and killing it with my own hands, can I forget the fear and hatred for many years. Existence is a warning, reminding me of how weak and ignorant I was, reminding me that I was always one step away from failure and death. So when I saw Sindariel starting to forge, I couldn’t help but get excited! I realized… this It’s the greatest chance in my life! Only by holding an artifact can I fight against Gladius and avenge my best friend and worst enemy in my life!”

Can you beat me?

Can you beat me?

Ciel screamed in his heart, and if Gladiu were still alive, he would have said something like that.

Fool!

idiot!

You can’t compete with the greatest Blade Demon God at all!

Everything you do is a waste of time!

Surrender to the Supreme Blade!

There is no other way!

enough.

Charles clenched his fists.

Gladiu, I know how nervous you are, you know I can, you know I will eventually seek revenge on you, carrying an artifact that can destroy you and cause you fatal damage.

He stared at the beacon on the top of the fortress, and Gladiu’s arrogant face seemed to appear in the flames.

Gladiu, you must wait for me too.

Wait until I send you back to hell with my own hands.

Chapter 350 Snow Melting Well

After the rest, other dwarf contingents set off from the direction of the cliff cave, consisting of a group of craftsmen, masons, and skilled blacksmiths, lined up in a long line, singing songs and entered the Flowing Fire Fort.

The charr looked down from the high platform, and the dwarves were in high spirits, excited about the recovery of the fort.

“It’s time for us to go.” Hejgagsen was about to go down, “to the snowmelt well.”

“Yeah.” Charles followed.

“Don’t forget.” Hejagesen reminded, “The patriarch said that you must recover the outer fortress faster than the hunting team.”

“Absolutely,” Ciel said. “I’m definitely faster than them, ten times faster.”

“I said what if,” said Heigaggson, “what if we lose? We’ve taken two forts, but they’ve probably taken Black Pigeon Hill and Crow’s Lookout too, and maybe we’re going to be in front of them. Snowmelting well decides the game. Maybe they are just as fast, and when we get to the snowmelting well and find them standing proudly on it, then we lose three to two.”

“It’s impossible to lose,” Ciel said. “I don’t think about losing, so I bet on my divinity.”

“Please think about it,” Heigagesen emphasized, “Brother, please think about what we will do if we lose.”

“Steal or rob.”

“You have to do this?”

“I have to.”

Heigagson grinned.

“Come on, I’ll be with you even at that point,” he said.

“You…you actually support me?” Ciel was surprised, “It’s obviously your fortress…”

“Such a good knife is useless for us. If you don’t steal it, you can only hang it in the treasure house. If you take it away, it will definitely come in handy.” He laughed.

This guy… Ciel’s heart warmed.

“Thank you,” he greeted Hejgagsen, “but there’s no need to steal, and we’re sure not to lose.”

There is still a relatively “just” way, as long as I get back the snowmelt well before my opponent, I can take Sindariel in an open and honest way.

Charles thought to himself.

I still have confidence in my ability. It was only four or five hours before the start of the competition, and we had already recaptured the Fire Fortress. Besides, they were still making plans when we set off, so our speed will still be faster.

After leaving the Streamfire Castle, they entered an underground passage, narrow and long, beautiful but empty, and the torches on the walls had long since been extinguished.

Ciel held a torch and illuminated the surroundings a little. He saw the dwarves carefully sanding the walls, smearing them with mud, drying them over the years, and touching them as if they had been waxed, very smooth.

In order to maintain the stability of the tunnel, copper pillars are erected to bear the weight every 100 steps. Many dwarven characters are engraved from top to bottom, recording the names of the tunnel pioneers. The date is 877 of the first era, which is 800 years ago. Over time, the tunnel itself remains solid as new.

“Snowmelting Well…” Ciel said, “The name sounds comfortable and harmonious, like some kind of ice and snow landscape.”

Heigagson laughed.

“Yeah!” he said, “that’s our granary, where we grow glitter mushrooms, and we basically grow our food from snowmelt wells.”

“The granary is occupied by the Disaster Walkers, and the supplies of the Xiongxu Fortress must be stretched.” Ciel said.

“That’s why the patriarch would rather pay such a large price to come up with the important condition of processing artifacts for you.” Hejgagson said solemnly, “Not anyone is qualified to ask the dwarf fortress to build artifacts.”

“Then I really have to live up to my mission.”

After exiting the tunnel, Ciel stood at the entrance to observe, and the snowmelting well was in front of him.

It was a snow tower standing in the bottomless abyss, in the shape of a pointed cone, connected to the ground at a high point, with a huge gap, the cold wind poured in, whistling in, and the outside sky was dimly seen.

“It looks more like a snow tower than a snowmelt well,” said Shire.

“This is the well,” Hejgerson said. “You don’t know how it works. It’s very warm here, and it’s very cold. The frost and snow that falls in will freeze, and the higher the accumulation, the more likely it won’t collapse for hundreds of years, yes. Our natural reservoirs and snow reservoirs. The snow is actually melting all the time, and near the bottom of the water layer, the snow and ice are melting and dripping into the mushroom field to keep it moist. We have to go down to the bottom and get in from the bottom , it’s too cold elsewhere.”

Hajjgson looked out for a while.

“When I was young and had not been assigned a fixed job, I visited all the five fortresses.” Hejgagson led the way, “Except for the Cliff Caves and Flowing Fire Forts that we have already seen, other fortresses are also very special. The snowmelt well is cold and quiet, where the dwarves who are harsh and can stand loneliness are stationed here; Crow’s Watch Rock is a fortress for the sergeants, with a watchtower on the surface, and when the west wind blows from the dark place When there is a dragon miasma, everyone will hide in the ground; and the black pigeon mound is built on the snowy mountain, which is exposed to the surface to protect our farms and pastures on the ground.”

“Do you have other properties on the ground?”

“Yes, Black Pigeon Hill monitors our farm in the adjacent valley. We go there to sow in the spring, harvest in the fall, and then use the giant elevator in Black Pigeon Hill to send it back to the fortress of the male, so do the cows, sheep and chickens, warm When it is cold, it will be sent to the ground for grazing, and when it is cold, it will be transported back to the fortress.

“So the fortress and Black Pigeon Hill are also directly connected. No wonder the patriarch asked the hunters to start attacking from there.”

“Actually, the Disaster Walkers started to invade from Black Pigeon Hill. In the past six months, we have lost five major fortresses in a row, and the large elevators we are proud of have been disabled. Those livestock have to be slaughtered, and there is no food underground to feed them.” Hai Gagson said.

The Xiongxu Fortress is indeed well-structured and fully functional.

Charles thought to himself.

A perfect community of large dwarves with self-sufficient resources, with members of the same language and the same language, and the same gods, if not invaded by demons, the military and productivity that a fortress can gather is very amazing, while human countries are often caught in internal friction. , dragged down by his own weight.

There are many narrow passages along the mountain wall, twisting down, no lights, and darkness. Xia Er walks down on the metal railings, paying attention to his feet from time to time.

Haijagesen walked very fast, and he was almost done in a while.

When Shire was with Shanghai Gagson, he found him lying on the ground with his ears pressed against the ground, not knowing what he was listening to.

“Are you all right?” Charles wondered.

“There’s an earthquake,” said Heiggson. “Did you feel it too?”

Ciel frowned, carefully listening to the movement in the cold wind, and at the same time discerning the movement under his feet.

Although it is very weak, as expected, the ground is shaking slightly, and the shock waves are far and near, as if the source of the earthquake can move.

“It’s a little bit worried that it’s going to collapse here,” Higgerson said.

“But I have to go forward,” said Charles. “I feel something moving under my feet.”

Hajjgson pondered for a while.

“Worms,” he guessed, “but it’s impossible. Worms don’t make such a big noise when they sneak underground. They just rustle. They eat dirt.”

“That’s not killing yourself.”

“Eat while platooning, eat the soil in the front and dump the soil in the back.”

Ciel imagined the terrifying scene, the huge and slender insects devoured and shuttled in the underground world, constantly swallowing soil and rock blocks and then pulling them out from the end. It was really weird.

“How big is the biggest worm?” Charles asked.

“It’s not big,” said Helgagsen, “at most as wide as my head.” He gestured.

The dwarf head is larger than the human head, and the face width may be more than 20 centimeters.

[End of This Chapter]