The semi-artifact "Demon Spear".

The only reverse scale on the Sea Dragon Emperor.

Seeing Grand Duke Connaught take out these two things, the blacksmith uncle's breath froze and he said in surprise:

"Your Highness, do you want to build a divine weapon?"

The Demonic Spear is a semi-artifact and is powerful enough. If it cannot be upgraded to an artifact, adding any materials and re-forging it will be superfluous and will not make much sense. Instead, it will cause waste.

However, artifacts are not that easy to create...

Ren nodded, took a step forward, and prepared to throw the two items into the stove.

"Your Highness, um...please calm down."

The blacksmith's eyes twitched. He didn't want the two precious materials to become waste, so he couldn't help but advise, "The artifact is very special, has immortal properties, and its power and effect are far beyond the scope of ordinary sacred artifacts.

My teacher once said that to create a divine weapon, the power of at least one law must be completely imprinted and solidified on the weapon to form a cycle... This is something that a true god can only do. I hope you will think about it again."

A fourth-level alchemist may create a holy artifact.

But it is impossible for a fifth-level alchemist to create a divine weapon.

Only true gods can create artifacts. This is an iron rule, at least that's what the blacksmith uncle thinks.

Even though Archduke Conor had just demonstrated a magical forging skill that he had never heard of, he was not optimistic about his attempt to create an artifact.

Ren glanced at the unshaven blacksmith uncle and said:

"You know a lot."

The blacksmith uncle patted his chest and said proudly:

"Excellent. I studied in the Kingdom of Bohemia under Mr. Morsus, the top alchemist of the Natural School. He told me these things."

Ren was a little surprised. This guy was tall and thick, and looked like an orangutan. He didn't expect that he was a high-level intellectual.

He patted the blacksmith uncle on the shoulder and said: "I understand these things, but today I am going to create a miracle and use the power of a demigod to create an artifact."

The blacksmith uncle's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

He deliberately gave a few words of advice, which showed that the other party was confident and swallowed the words of warning.

However, he still couldn't contain his curiosity, rubbed his hands and said:

"What artifact do you plan to build? Strengthen this gun?"

"No, I'm going to get an arrow."

"Arrows?"

"Well, a powerful god-killing arrow that can kill the true god and shatter the planet."

"Hiss~"

The blacksmith uncle took a deep breath, stepped aside, and opened his eyes wide to watch the big man's performance.

He still wasn't very optimistic about the opponent's operation.

Although making arrows is less difficult than making armor, artifacts are artifacts and cannot be made by mortal objects, not even demigods.

Ren could sense the suspicion in the blacksmith's eyes, and without bothering to explain anything, he threw the Demon Spear and the Sea Dragon Emperor's Reverse Scale into the furnace.

boom!!

As if to protect itself, the "Demon God Spear" immediately released a dark golden light and a monstrous killing energy. The reverse scale also bloomed with a golden brilliance, which together separated the boiling liquid green flames in the furnace.

These two things are of such high grade and are so solid and immortal that even the green flames from the center of the earth cannot melt them.

At this time, a group of fire elves at the bottom of the stove flew into the stove. They sang in the green flames, danced like little angels, and sprinkled some bright yellow sparks as they swayed.

Ren's eyes turned silver and he stared at these fire elves while suppressing the revival of the Demonic Gun.

The "sparks" released by the fire elves may seem ordinary, but their temperatures are appalling. They are the embodiment of a certain fire law. Each spark has a temperature of more than one billion degrees, and it is still rising rapidly.

Bright yellow sparks flew and splashed on the Demonic Gun. The gun body whined, the runes engraved on it collapsed, and the entire gun quickly melted into a pool of golden droplets.

This ball of golden liquid material kept squirming, and a wisp of dark purple soul imprint was squeezed out. With a scream, it turned into soot in the flames!

"The power of these fire elves is stronger than I thought."

Ren nodded with satisfaction.

The soul mark on the Demonic Gun must be erased. He didn't rush to do it before because he didn't intend to use or keep this gun.

He already has a demon sword, and this fake demon gun is useless to him.

The blacksmith uncle explained:

"These green flame elves have lived in this volcano for generations. More than a thousand years ago, Pluto spent a lot of effort to conquer them."

Fire elves are a type of natural spirits with many types. Their intelligence is generally not high and they are relatively dangerous.

The green fire elves under this volcano are considered to be an outstanding type. For more than a thousand years, they have made great contributions to the Vergara family's weapons manufacturing industry.

After melting the Demonic Spear, the Fire Elf pounced on the reverse scale again.

They danced gracefully, and the green flames burned rapidly, almost melting the space, and scattered dozens of bright yellow sparks.

The reverse scale melted, forming a ball of pale golden liquid that was suspended in the furnace.

Ren stretched out his hands, and the divine power of the stars spread, forming a huge palm of light.

The fire elves immediately dispersed, and the blue light palm wrapped the melted fluid material of Ni Lin and Demon God Gun, kneading them vigorously, and mixed them together.

Buzz!

Ren let out a low shout, and concussive waves appeared on the light palm, and countless star swirls and light orifices jumped. The powerful force completely compressed the two substances into one, and burst out with white-hot and dazzling brilliance.

The white sun surged, and some impurities were squeezed out, turning into waste residue and ashes.

After a moment of tempering, many light orifices on the palm of the azure light shined, continuously projecting weapons such as swords, spears, swords, and halberds. The shapes of these weapons seemed real and illusory, but they all exuded powerful coercion and a cold light that was threatening.

Clang Clang Clang!!

Wan Bing continued to chop, pierce, and hammer, beating the golden fluid into rough arrowheads and imprinting them with strings of runes.

The blacksmith uncle watched all this intently.

Even though he had seen this weapon refining technique once before, he still felt extremely shocked.

Thousands of weapons appeared, working together to refine a rough embryo and inject endless divine energy.

This is simply cheating!

The blacksmith uncle muttered:

"Just with this skill, joining the Alchemist Association will make most of the craftsmen unemployed."

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He shouldn't go out to fight and be a swordsman, but should stay in the logistics department and shine as a top technician.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The sweet knocking sound constantly shook the forging room, and along with some unknown rhythm, it caused the entire volcano to resonate and tremble.

The blacksmith uncle was amazed when he saw it.

The noisy sound of hammering may sound like torture to others, but to him, it is the sound of nature, which is extremely pleasant to hear.

The lingering sound echoed in his heart, stirring up countless inspirations, making him feel comfortable and intoxicated.

Finally, under the hammering and tempering of Ren's control of thousands of soldiers, an arrow about half a meter long gradually took shape. The arrow body was pale gold, engraved with silver stripes, and its breath was sacred and immortal.

Then, he bit his fingertip, and a few drops of bright red blood flew out and injected into the arrow.

As the blood seeped in, the arrow seemed to come alive, exuding a bright light of divine power.

Ren's face was serious and he shouted: "Pluto!"

Whoosh!

A ghostly shadow floated over.

Pluto stood in the void, with black and white haloes of light emerging from his palms. He clapped his hands nine times in a row, solidifying the billions of stars and the power of endless warfare contained in Ren's blood to form a complete vein of light.

The arrow quivered and rushed out of the furnace, leaving a brilliant trajectory in the void as bright as the Milky Way, blasting through the mountain in an instant and shooting straight into the sky!

Boom!!

Suddenly, the sound of rolling thunder came from the sky, the volcano shook, and the magma currents rolled violently.

The bright sun emerged, like a huge golden eye, and a series of lawful thunders filled with chaotic energy struck down. The thunder light tore through the space, and continued to bombard the silver beam rising into the sky!

After shattering the five sky thunders, the silver beam gradually collapsed, revealing an arrow with a gold base and silver patterns.

The huge golden eyes stared at the arrow for a moment, then the light converged and quickly dissipated.

The legal thunder also dissipated, and its duration was extremely short.

The Will of the World was alarmed by the strange breath of sixth-level divine power, thinking that someone was conferring a god, and immediately came, but found that it was just a divine weapon, and retreated again.

He doesn't care about the emergence of artifacts, and doesn't even bother to destroy them.
To be continued...