Chapter 14 The Molten Iron King!

Author: He gave up and I took it

Chapter 14 The Molten Iron King!

Tolisso, who had forgotten about food and sleep, finally managed to get some sleep, when a shocking news immediately shocked him.

There was no time to put on shoes and clothes.

Tolisso's impatient figure surpassed a large group of guards and attendants, hurriedly rushed into the palace, and saw Itarek who had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as he saw this famous royal blacksmith, Tolisso's eyes were attracted like a magnet to the weapon in his hand.

What a perfect weapon that is!

Every line on the body interprets the aesthetics of violence. The broad and sharp ax blade leaves no doubt that it can cut iron as sharp as mud. The ultimate sense of threat faintly exuded on it makes Tolisso's hair run cold.

vertical!

"This, what is this?"

The Adam's apple rolled.

Even though he had heard the news beforehand, Tolisso still cautiously confirmed it with hope.

"As you can see, Your Majesty, my forging skills have reached a new level, and I call this latest achievement a magic weapon."

Italek turned a blind eye and ignored the fiery gaze of the Troll King, and handed the Blood Killing Blade to Tolisso.

"If nothing else, this weapon should have the ability to directly harm the soul-eating demon. You can try it yourself."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Tolisso was overjoyed.

The fierce struggle and resistance that came from the weapon in his hand seemed to be alive, which made him not surprised but happy. After all, the more otherworldly he acted, the more likely it would be effective against the soul-eating demon!

"If this is true, from now on you will be the eighth honorary noble of Zangula!!"

"It is my pleasure, Your Majesty."

"Come here, bring all the soul-eating monsters in the prison!"

The muscles in Tolisso's arms were tense, and it could be seen that the attempt to subdue the Blood Killing Death Blade put great pressure on him.

However, relying on his iron will and his own best strength, Tolisso finally managed to win the recognition of the Blood Killing Blade, weakening the resistance of this proud weapon.

However, before Tolisso could breathe a sigh of relief, majestic power rushed into his body unexpectedly!

The whole person seemed to be on fire instantly.

The powerful force derived from the diluted dragon's blood unceremoniously ignored Tolisso's own opinions, and was so generous that it almost formed a curse, flowing into every blood vessel in a steady stream!

Wisps of green smoke filled the air, and Tolisso's body lifted up little by little as he groaned in pain.

Finally, under Italek's surprised gaze, the troll king grew to a height of more than five meters, which was considered a small giant even among trolls.

My blood still has this effect? ​​What will happen if I take it directly?

Hide the doubts that suddenly arise in your mind.

As if looking at a work made by himself, Itarek marveled and walked around Tolisso who was getting used to it.

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?"

"...I have never felt so powerful!"

Tolisso swung the decapitating ax forcefully, and the sharp blow instantly left a deep ravine on the palace ground.

His expression of amazement was clearly revealed, and the look he looked at Itarek seemed to be looking at some peerless treasure, so intense that Itarek silently took two steps back.

A dozen soul-eating demons imprisoned in special cages were quickly brought up by the attendants.

The trolls who have been enemies of the Soul-Eating Demon for a long time are not without any counterattack. On the contrary, under the threat of life, they have also found some measures that can be effective against the Soul-Eating Demon. They are used to conduct in-depth research on this terrible creature in order to find out.

their weaknesses.

Actually.

Itarek was also convinced that Tolisso was secretly cultivating a large number of voodoo priests.

After all, before the advent of magic weapons, the only thing that could effectively damage the soul-eating demon was this ancient profession.

However, due to the strict requirements for talent, I am afraid that no matter how much Tolisso develops, the number of voodoo priests cannot be exaggerated. In the end, warriors will still have to bear the responsibilities of the main force and cannon fodder.

But with the addition of magic weapons, the warriors who were once incompetent against the Soul-Eating Demon will inevitably change, and the threat to the Soul-Eating Demon will also rise sharply!

Compared with the sparse voodoo priests, that is the real army that fights against countless soul-eating demons!

Take a deep breath.

Tolisso looked at the soul-eating demon in front of him who was constantly hitting the bars of the cage under the instinct of longing for life. It had been a long time since he had felt such a tense moment.

Step into the cage without fear.

Tolisso remained motionless in the face of the roaring Soul-Eating Demon, assuming a standard beheading posture.

Immortal Tenissa, if you really exist, let your glory shine upon the trolls...

Swish——

The burning dragon fire accompanied the stroke of the ax blade, flowing in the air and condensing into a slashing trajectory shaped by the flame.

When the soul-eating monster hit it with the Blood-Slaying Death Blade, the pit was neatly cut into two pieces without making a sound, and the surging dragon fire swallowed up the remains in an instant.

Only a handful of burned-out ashes remain!

All the trolls who witnessed the scene in front of them opened their mouths involuntarily, and their eyes were full of unbelievable shock.

Only when absolutely necessary can you attack the soul-eating monster with a sword. This is common knowledge among trolls.

But right now.

This flawless execution completely overturned the cruel truth summarized through hundreds of years of troll blood and tears!

From now on, the ethereal Soul-Eating Demon will also be hurt by sharp blades made by mortals!

"This magical weapon was forged by the Master of Molten Iron. The Zangula Trolls now have an eighth honorary noble. Do any of you have any opinions?"

Tolisso looked around in a deep voice.

Wow.

All the trolls around him knelt on the ground with tears streaming down their faces, and no one had the slightest objection.

"very good."

Tolisso nodded with satisfaction, and after calming down a little, he stepped forward and patted Itarek on the shoulder.

"In the name of King Zangula, I give you the title of Iron King. I hope that the magical weapons forged by your hands can open up a new and bright future for the trolls!"

"I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Itarek said calmly.

"No matter what materials you need, I will provide them to you on behalf of all the Zangula trolls, and I have only one request, and that is to build as many such weapons as possible, the more the better!"

After a pause, Tolisso asked solemnly.

"Are you willing to teach your skills to others? If more people can learn it, there will be a lot more chance of winning against the soul-eating demon."

"I am willing, Your Majesty, but this is not a technology that can be mastered casually. Maybe for a long time, I will be the only one who can build this kind of weapon."

"...Then try your best, it doesn't matter even if you fail."

Tolisso patted Itarek on the shoulder with a palm the size of a cattail leaf fan.

"I can confirm that if we want the future of Zangula Trolls to flourish, you are an indispensable part of it, even more important than me!"

Tolisso didn't know.

The eighth nobleman who he himself canonized will become the most mysterious and legendary figure in the history of trolls.

He brought the first magical weapon with magical effects that appeared in history, and made an indelible contribution to the weak Zangula's escape from the shadow of the Soul-Eating Demon. However, he mysteriously disappeared on the eve of the birth of the great Golden Dynasty!

He is worshiped by countless troll blacksmiths and has become a totem belief that symbolizes forging.

Legend has it that he even broke the shackles of lifespan, and a very few lucky ones were able to receive weapons gifted by him, stir up troubles on the world stage, and become famous legends!

But wait until they return to their hometown.

But the other party has mysteriously disappeared long ago. It is recognized as one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in the world!

No one knows where he went, no one knows how he spent such a long time, and what is the secret of immortality.

All this is buried in the thick dust of history.

There are only a few words left, which have caused countless scholars who are searching for the truth to scratch their hearts:

Prehistoric year 978.

The Zangula Troll Civilization gave birth to the eighth noble, the Molten Iron King was born, and the whole country celebrated!
Chapter completed!