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Chapter 170: The Birth of a Magical Soldier

"Damn it, this plot is awesome!"

Jiang Han made no secret of his praise for the plot of the game.

Suppressing the Dragon God, and then letting the Demon God pretend to be the Dragon God, and almost turning the Dragon Territory to the opposite side, and now there is still the idea of ​​​​pulling him together, this operation is unheard of for him, Jiang, and I am lucky enough to meet him today. It is really a blessing in my life.

Wei Chandor typed and asked: "What should we do now?"

"there is always a solution to a problem."

Reluctantly, the military sage Jiang Han, who was good at literary, military and military strategies, came up with his best strategy.

"Forehead……"

Wei Chandor was speechless: "Okay."

After closing the chat box, Jiang Han couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "Fortunately, everything is not too outrageous, it is still within the plan..."

In fact, Changfeng told Weichandor that it was the Dragon God who was suppressing under the Anding Lake, but the mission was not declared a failure, which made him feel that things could turn around.

At least, Changfeng, as the guardian of the dragon domain, did not completely fall to the light camp.

Suppressing his irritable mood, Jiang Han continued to hunt the cold wind wild boar. Maybe the lucky nine points came into play. After a while, he successfully exploded a dark gold long sword, and the demand level was not high.

Since then, Jiang Han has been leveling up the Cold Wind Wild Boar step by step. With the weapon bonus, his efficiency has been significantly improved. He can basically kill one every two minutes and gain 0.5% experience.

It is a pity that the cold wind wild boars are not densely distributed, so it takes a lot of time to travel.



at the same time.

The Holy See of Light, in a splendid palace.

Wearing a golden crown and holding a bright red gem in his hand, the old man looked up at the huge statue of Seraph with six wings spread out in front of him, saying nothing and remaining silent.

Behind him, many bishops and archbishops dared not breathe, making the atmosphere depressive to freezing point.

"Pope, it's not our fault..."

After a while, Archbishop Elvis stepped forward and whispered: "Lord Uriel, the Light of God, has indeed underestimated the Dark Swordsman. The merciful Lord will not blame us."

"No matter what, the Dark Swordsman must be killed!"

The Pope turned around, his voice was low, and the sullen look on his face could not be calmed down: "Keep him here, there will be endless troubles!"

“What the Pope says is true!”

"The Dark Swordsman is destined to stir up troubles and bring disaster to the world. We want to get rid of him as soon as possible!"

"The Lord will punish him!"



All the bishops responded one after another.

The Pope asked: "Do you have any plan to kill him?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

With their strength, it might not be difficult to kill the Dark Swordsman, but if they were to hunt down the opponent for no reason, there would be certain restrictions in the rules.

In other words, the "strategy" the Pope refers to is asking them how to kill the Dark Swordsman in a legitimate way.

"Pope, the dark swordsman has now returned to Haixin City." Elvis said respectfully, "Dragon Domain also has the intention to join the light camp..."

"oh?"

The Pope squinted his eyes, with a hint of understanding on his old face: "You mean... to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

"We just let those greedy guys in Dragon Territory punish the Lord and erase the sins they have committed." Elvis smiled lightly and looked directly at the Pope with meaningful eyes.

The Pope thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "This is a good strategy."



Time passes slowly.

After braving the wind and snow for two days in a row, Jiang Han, who had reached level 88, almost vomited.

"My magic weapon should be forged today, right?" He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner excitement, and rode the Dark Thunder Sky Tiger back to the temple. He successfully eliminated the monsters blocking the way, killed the stone statue again, and entered the teleportation circle.

"Ding!~"

System prompt: You have entered the map [Underground Palace]!

This time, Jiang Han did not encounter obstacles at the checkpoints and successfully entered the square where the dwarves were active.

Rushing to the forge quickly, he found that the entire dwarf clan was waiting outside the door, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the weapon. They were obviously very curious about the upcoming magical weapon.

"As the main materials of the Heavenly Blood Crystal, Obsidian Crystal, and Fenglingxian Mine, supplemented by various rare materials including the king-level ore from Nanla, it is difficult to imagine what kind of artifact will be born..."

"The patriarch takes this opportunity to become a god-level forger, and we will surely recast the glory of our ancestors!"

"Actually, if I forge a divine weapon, even if I am a king-level forger, I still have a chance to become a god."

"me too."

"Who gives the patriarch the highest level of casting skills and the greatest possibility."

"It's still nice to be the leader of the clan..."



All the dwarves were extremely envious of the clan leader's situation.

They love casting and smelting, and of course they also hold the dream of becoming a god-level caster.

Jiang Han came outside the forging workshop and asked the dwarf next to him: "Brother, how long will it take?"

"It's almost here, about ten minutes."

"good."

Jiang Han was gearing up and his heart was racing.

Divine weapon!

Must have magic weapons!

There are so many precious casting materials, but they were forged by the dwarf patriarch himself. It is a bit unreasonable that this is not a magic weapon!

Time passed bit by bit, and ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye...

"boom--"

Suddenly, a black and red strange energy erupted like a spring in the forge, forming a pillar of light rising into the sky, triggering a mighty wave of air that swept around, causing the entire building to explode in an instant.

The change was so sudden that Jiang Han took several steps back before regaining his balance.

Looking up, he found that the beam of light touched the top of the palace and exploded suddenly, forming a ring of ripples that roared and spread out with terrifying force.

"The weather for the birth of an artifact!"

"The patriarch succeeded!"

"We, the dwarves, have once again forged an invincible magical weapon!"



The dwarves cheered and danced, even more excited than Jiang Han who was about to get the weapon.

Darling, when the weapon was born, the explosive power was so strong?

Hearing this, Jiang Han was secretly speechless, looking forward to how powerful his weapon would be.

"A river of cold water!"

Bowen, the leader's subordinate, walked through the dust of the collapsed building and came to Jiang Han. He excitedly urged: "Go in and shed blood to recognize the master!"

"……good!"

Jiang Han almost didn't react to the mysterious operation of dripping blood to identify the master. After being stunned, he quickly nodded in agreement.

He and Bowen rushed into the forge that was almost destroyed by the air wave. He saw a black and red sword beside the dwarf clan leader, which made a slight buzz. It was quietly suspended in the air, shining and breathtaking.

The sharp edges are flowing, the air-conditioning is strong, and the lines on it are exquisite, like a swimming dragon.

Different from the blood-devouring sword, the reforged magic weapon has a wider blade, and you can feel a strong sense of heaviness even before you get close to it.

There was no need for Xia Zuo to emphasize. Jiang Han canceled his mount status and stepped forward quickly. His palm lightly scratched the blade of the sword, and blood overflowed from the stinging sensation. Then he grabbed the hilt of the sword and held it tightly.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp sword flashed, making Jiang Han's skin sting, but what he did was not in vain, because the flowing blood was absorbed by the weapon at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.

At a certain moment, the system ringtones rang in his ears one after another——

"Ding!~"

System prompt: Congratulations on getting [Unknown Weapon] recognized as the owner. This weapon will become your exclusive weapon and cannot be traded, dropped, or discarded!

"Ding!~"

System prompt: Congratulations on becoming the first player in "Eternal" to obtain god-level equipment, your luck value is 1!

"Ding!~"

System prompt: Please name your exclusive weapon!




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