It was another whole day.

Luo was a burly and strong man like Xinta. After working continuously with high intensity, he only ate two meals. Now he is pale and shaky.

When the last hammer fell, the dagger seemed to flash a ray of light, making the fiery red fire suddenly fade.

"Boy, my job is done." Xinta looked straight at Thunder Ting, then slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, his huge body fell back, and he rang at the ground, and he refused to get up again.

I haven't fallen into a coma yet, but I'm so tired that I'm exhausted and I want to sleep when I close my eyes.

He pulled the bellows a few hard times and added a few handfuls of carbon to the fire. Lei Ting also picked up the wine bag next to him, lifted the lid, and dripped a handful of wine in.

The flames rose again.

Thunder's face flushed. Although he was as tired as Sinta, his strong mental power still made him hold on tightly, ready to complete the last process.

Just in terms of the sharpness and toughness of this weapon, it is probably the best quality, made of Sergian and Arcane Crystal.

But Thunder doesn't just need a sharp dagger. What he wants to build is a magic weapon!

While the dagger was still burning in the fire, Thunder quickly condensed its magic power and transformed into a funnel in his hand. In order to carve patterns on the dagger, the tip of the funnel was deliberately transformed into extremely sharp by Thunder.

He took out the blood of the mandro wind snake from the space bag and bought it to the Earth Mandelo Wind Snake. He poured it all into the funnel.

Burning. It's beginning.

Thunder grabbed the scorching red ground dagger. The fire elemental immune curse made him not afraid of being burned at all. The flames sucking and spitting out the core passed through Thunder's arms and rushing straight to his cheeks. But he still couldn't hurt him.

"The eyes of the Heavenly Master. Open!"

All preparations were completed. Lei Ting slowly handed the funnel down carefully.

Hard. When Thunder puts the tip of the funnel on the dagger, the first feeling is extremely difficult.

This is not burning on paper. Paper can absorb the blood of monsters. It is not carved ebony. The quality of ebony is simply incomparable to Seyin.

The harsh and harsh friction sounded, just like the sound of two metal weapons slowly interlacing.

A scratch was left at the top of the dagger, and Thunder was delighted and there was a chance.

As long as the funnel pen transformed with magic can leave traces on the burned dagger, the pattern can be burned on it.

But even so, Thunder was frantically outputting its magic power, leaving magic patterns on the dagger at the cost of magic power consumption.

Every stripe and every pattern appear, accompanied by the blood inflow of Mandro's wind snake.

Seyin is worthy of being the most outstanding magical mineral. With the precious things like arcane crystal, the Mandro Wind Snake's blood is directly sucked into the dagger's body once it flows down. With the driving force of the thunder magic, magic circuits are outlined on the small dagger that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

The scroll pattern of the Star Gate flashed in Thunder's mind. The results of those days of practice now show value.

Slowly, apart from the initial tension and difficulties, Thunder has calmed down. Although writing is still slow, it is flowing and there is no delay at all.

The powerful mental power quickly made Lei Ting enter the passion of selfless work, and the jumping flames in front of him danced, imprinted on Lei Ting's cheeks, reflecting his concentration.

Empty! At this moment, Thunder's mind was empty.

That flame, this temperature, can't be seen by all thunder.

Even the Scroll Pattern of the Star Gate that was originally flashing in his mind slowly faded away.

If Xinta could open her eyes at this moment, the blacksmith would have discovered extremely differently that Thunder was burning with his eyes closed.

But the thunderous snoring kept coming from where Sinta fell to the ground.

When Thunder opened his eyes with a sudden excitement, he suddenly realized that he was already burning the last stroke.

The arms are long and short, and the front and back sides are covered with dense, fine but uneven patterns.

A strange idea suddenly flashed into Thunder's mind, looking at the small round hole at the dagger's handshake. Thunder took out the precious ninth-level magic crystal from the space bag.

This is an ice-type ninth-level magic crystal!

Originally, Thunder was designed to be cool just to make you cool. Think about it, he played the dagger on his fingers and was so attractive to the girl's attention. But now if you look closely, the size of this round hole is almost the same as that of a magic crystal.

By chance, Thunder placed the ninth-level ice-type magic crystal on this round hole.

I looked down at the remaining Mandro Wind Snake blood in the funnel in my hand. It was very good, and there was still a little left.

With almost no hesitation, Thunder burned it at the dagger's handshake.

This time, the carving is not the pattern of any scroll, but the magic circle seen from the information brought by Ammathel.

This magic circle has a function that is to gather magic power, but the effect is not very large, and the cost is too high, requiring a lot of precious magic materials, so it was abandoned by magicians in the long river of history.

The nine-level star gate pattern was burned, and this small magic circle was naturally no problem.

I felt quite good about Thunder. I was originally going to hold the dagger high after the carving, stand there with my head held high, and then shouted to Xinta majesticly, "Fuck, I can't get up and see the artifact come out!"

But when Thunder burned the last stroke, he relaxed and before he could pick up the dagger, he fell to the ground.

The emptiness, whether it is physical or mental power, has been overdrawn to its limit.

After a moment of dizziness, Thunder closed his eyes.

I don’t know if it has succeeded! This is the last thought that turned Thunder’s mind.

Burn at a higher level! Thunderland's strength. Now it can only burn magic scrolls of level 7 or eight. However, in order to create an excellent magic weapon, I specially chose a space-based spell of level 9.

This undoubtedly increases the probability of failure.

What Thunder didn't see was that the dagger that had been on the fire burst out with an extremely strong light the moment he fell to the ground.

The patterns carved on the entire dagger seem to be alive and suddenly connected together smoothly, forming a complex and complex picture and text.

The magic circle that was last burned at the dagger's handshake was also lit up, closely connected to the pattern of the Star Gate on the dagger.

With a stinging sound, the extremely cold elemental energy burst out, extinguishing the burning strong stove directly.

Six points instantly lit up on the dagger. These six points gradually formed an irregular hexagram pattern, and then hid in the dagger without a trace.

A rushing storm... The sudden wind blows suddenly, and the surging wind elements blow the light things in the house to the east and west, almost blowing the roof.

With a loud bang, the extremely hard stove suddenly cracked in two halves, and the cuts were neatly arranged. What's even more strange is that half of the stove appeared directly in the yard. It seemed as if it was moved there in an invisible hand.

A vortex that is difficult to observe with the naked eye appeared in the place where the stove cracked and slowly disappeared.

When everything calmed down, Thunder and Sinta's hair were covered with frost.

The loud noise in the yard made the apprentices of the blacksmith shop outside talk, but they didn't dare to come because of Sinta's orders.

Thunder was really awakened by the cold winter. In the cold winter, he fell to the ground because of his overdrawn physical strength. When he woke up, he realized that his body was extremely stiff and he was trembling.

I reached out to touch my hair, and there was a little cold snow frost on my hair...

"Come here to see this." Xinta had woken up at some point and greeted Thunder.

Looking at the sky outside, it was already dark, I guess I had been sleeping for quite some time.

"What's wrong? Did you succeed?" Lei Ting was most concerned about this. He ignored the physical discomfort and quickly got up and rushed over there.

The intriguing scene left Thunder stunned.

The huge stove was cut in half, half in the room, and the other half had already run to the yard.

The dagger he and Cinta worked hard for several days was lying steadily on the stove with only half of the remaining fire, with patterns of Austrian runes flashing on it.

He picked up the dagger with trembling hands, and the surging elemental fluctuations were heard. A breeze blew away with the dagger as the center, brushing across the thundering cheeks, bringing a hint of chill. It made people sober.

Not only are there wind-type magic fluctuations, but also ice-type ground.

The ninth-level ice-type magic crystal at the handshake played a role under the influence of the magic gathering array.

"It's successful... right?" Cinta looked at Thunder stupidly, and he was still a layman for things like magic.

"I guess yes." There is magical fluctuation, and the patterns I burned are closely connected. It should be a sign of success.

He slightly circulated his magic power and poured it into the dagger.

Those rune patterns flowed instantly.

"Ha, it's successful!" Thunder laughed.

"Congratulations." The stone that Cinta kept raising in his heart was also put down. Although he would not lose whether he succeeded or not, he would not lose. However, which excellent blacksmith did not want to create an excellent weapon with his own hands?

What's more, this is a magic weapon!

If this news spreads, it will definitely make the entire city of Farier!

"This stove... did you split it?" Lei Ting shook the dagger in his hand a few times. This time the place was too small and not suitable for testing.

"What do I do if I split this stove so hard?" Xinta rolled her eyes, "It was like this when I woke up."

After looking at the location and incision of the stove, Thunder sniffed.

Isn't this the display of the effect of the Star Gate? Using the power of space magic, a space is forcibly opened to cause a huge killing effect. But... for some reason, the other half of the stove will run into the yard.
Chapter completed!