Chapter 69: The Sun-shooting Arrow is born and returns
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."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He felt that Archduke Conor was in the wrong profession.
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.
There was lightning residue on the arrow, which fell from a high altitude.
Ren spread his wings of light and flew up to the top of the mountain. He raised his hand to grab the divine arrow and flew back to the forging room.
He was in a good mood, pumped his fist vigorously, and laughed:
"Yeah, it worked, I created a miracle!"
Maid: "..."
(ノへ￣,), almost done.
Uncle Blacksmith: "..."
(￣□￣；), is this considered a miracle?
Don’t ask anyone for help if you have the ability...
Pluto had a calm look on his face. He had Rosen's memory, so he naturally knew how thick-skinned Archduke Conor was, and said calmly:
"The artifact is born, let's give it a name."
Ren looked at the divine arrow in his hand with joy on his face. The arrow's body was gold with silver patterns. It was gorgeous and noble. It was engraved with star marks and sky thunder symbols. The cold light flowed on the arrow, which was cold, majestic, and extremely sharp.
It's perfect, you can't put it down.
"The Sun-shooting Arrow."
Ren thought of the mythical story about Hou Yi shooting the sun, and chose a domineering name.
Hades nodded.
The blacksmith uncle swallowed and said tremblingly: "Can you let me take a look?"
Refining artifacts is his dream.
Literally, he usually only dares to think about it in his dreams.
Ren generously threw the "Sun Archer" to the blacksmith uncle for inspection, and followed Pluto into a secret room.
The secret room was very quiet, candlelight danced on the walls, and there was almost nothing except a stone bed and two cabinets.
"Are you ready to leave?" Pluto looked at him and said calmly.
"Um."
Ren nodded.
There is nothing left to stay here in Beihai, he will leave tomorrow.
Pluto's expression remained unchanged and he said:
"Be careful, the planet is returning and is already close to the edge of the crystal wall system where the Toril universe is located. The Lord of the Dawn is the god of that universe and will not be repelled by the crystal wall barrier.
The closer the distance is, the easier it is for the strong people there to project their power. Now the situation is complicated and confusing, which is very unfavorable to us."
Ren nodded solemnly.
Pluto returns, the Sword Master of the Sky becomes a god, and Lilith is also instigated by him to rebel. It seems that the situation is good, but in fact it is just the opposite.
The world has become more dangerous.
Human beings are the overlords of the continent, and they are also very powerful. They will face more and more challenges.
Pluto had some emotion on his face and said:
"The background of the Demon King is even more mysterious than we thought. He is actually related to Rose, the Spider Goddess, and he seems to have some traces of the orc god system."
The true form of the evil god Todd is a dark elf, a descendant of the Goddess Rose.
But the evil god Saron is a tauren. I don’t know whether he was conquered by the Spider Goddess and now belongs to the dark elf pantheon, or whether he comes from the orc pantheon.
Ren knew that the orc pantheon was very powerful, and the orc god Gruumsh was also a powerful being.
When he thought that both the Dark Elf Gods and the Orcs were eyeing this planet, he felt a little numb.
Ren sighed and said: "This old guy, the Demon Emperor, has seriously increased the strength of the dark camp."
Human camp>Dark camp.
Human camp＜Dark camp＋Dark Elf pantheon＋Possible orc pantheon.
At present, it seems that both the Spider Goddess and the Orc Gods are inclined to cooperate with the Demon King, while humans have not yet found a strong ally.
"The Natural School is already trying to find ways to establish a relationship with the gods of Faerûn, but don't have high expectations. The Lord of the Dawn offended too many people back then, and no one even liked this planet." Pluto said indifferently.
The Lord of the Dawn was one of the culprits who triggered the War of Ending, which indirectly led to the death of countless gods and demons. Some people hated him so much that they hated him.
"Don't look at me. I also died in the final battle in my previous life, and I haven't regained much memory even after I ascended to the throne of God."
Pluto saw Archduke Conor looking at him curiously and explained.
Ren nodded, opened the space door with one hand, took out the crystallization of the essence and blood of the Giant Whale King, the sea dragon horn, the claws of the Golden Crab King and other materials, and placed them in the secret room.
"Give these things back to you, I want to exchange them for the Demon Emperor's skeleton."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Pluto frowned and said: "Why do you want the skeleton of the Demon King's clone?"
In terms of value, these extraordinary materials are still on top of the skeleton of the Demon King's clone, and have wider uses.
Ren said calmly: "I have a witch friend who wants the skeleton of the Dark Lord for experiments."
Pluto glanced at him, said nothing, moved his palm, and took out a skeleton from the domain space.
There is still some purple blood left on Bai Sensen's bones, and the blood is so glamorous that it makes people shudder. There are some natural bone charms and patterns on the bones, and the dark power lingers on them, creating a formidable force.
"Thank you." Renn put away the skeleton of the Demon King's clone.
After chatting for a while, he said goodbye and left the secret room.
After getting the sun-shooting arrow from the blacksmith uncle, he left the volcano with his maid and returned to the villa.
………
The next day, at sunset.
The brilliance of dusk is tender and affectionate, the setting clouds and the sea level interweave into undulating crimson colors, which are also like burning flames, beautiful and gorgeous.
Outside Pearl City, in an inconspicuous wilderness, Ren and Miss Paraya said goodbye.
There were only two of them, and Ren was tired of socializing and various farewell ceremonies, so he chose to leave in a low-key manner.
Miss Praya hugged him hard and said reluctantly:
"Ren, I can't bear to leave you so much, why don't you stay for a few more days?"
Renn pushed the female gangster away with helplessness and said:
"I've been delayed for a long time. It's already November now. If I don't go back, people in Farolland will forget about me."
A month has passed since he rushed to Beihai and left Pearl City at this time.
It is now November 4th, approaching the New Year's Eve.
Seeing that he had decided to go, Miss Praya did not try to stay any longer. She looked around and said with some confusion:
"Strange, why didn't I see Anna and Nana?"
"They had something to do and left last night."
Nana is sleeping, absorbing the power of the Dragon Ball, and the maid is also staying in retreat under the World Tree, looking for the slightest opportunity for breakthrough.
"Bye-Bye."
In the wilderness, Ren got on the one-horned white horse, waved to Miss Palaya, and then flicked the reins.
The one-horned white horse neighed, its wings spread out on its sides, and its hair emitted a milky white light, passing through the vast wilderness like a silver flash and quickly disappearing into the horizon.
Miss Praya watched him disappear, sighed and said:
"It's a pity that I have never slept with such a man, so I lose a piece of bragging rights."
The stamp collection failed, and Aquaman was dejected.
………
the other side.
Under the setting sun, the scenery on both sides quickly receded, and Ren held his head high, riding on a white horse with one horn.
He smiled brightly and felt a little excited, like a wanderer returning home.
The trip to Beihai is over.
The ups and downs here are just temporary. Compared to this bitter cold land with a vast land and sparsely populated areas, the Central Region is the stage for the entire continent.
"Farolan, I, Hu Han...cough, my soldier master is back again!"
