Black Crystal City is very large and very solid. Among the cities that Reg saw, perhaps only Dongjue City can compare with Black Crystal City. However, the architectural style of Black Crystal City is very different from the cities that Reg saw in the Burning Sun Empire.
big difference.
The buildings here all stand tall, in the shape of towers, one after another, with pointed roofs on the upper parts of the roofs, and long windows all over them, giving them a unique and unique look.
Valdoriel took Reg and dropped down outside the Sombra City, and then walked into the city. When Valdoriel passed the city gate, he showed a simple-shaped token, and the guards guarding the gate all suddenly
His attitude became extremely respectful.
Reg asked curiously: "Does this token represent your identity?"
Valdoril nodded and said: "Yes, although I am a prince, since my brother became the king, I have basically not intervened in national affairs. To put it simply, I am an idle prince, and I have been doing...
If I were not here, not to mention these guards, even many high-ranking officials and nobles would not know me, and only a few people know my face."
Reg was a little stunned, but also a little amused. The prince acted like a hands-off shopkeeper, indeed leisurely.
Valdoril led Reg to a small courtyard in the city, opened the door and went in. Reg looked at the small courtyard with only two or three houses, and was very surprised. He turned around and asked: "
Valdoril, do you want to tell me that this is your prince’s residence?”
Valdoril glanced at Reg, and when he saw Reg's stunned eyes, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I am a prince who is different from others, and I don't want others to know more about me.
Speaking of which, I do have a mansion. I originally asked my brother to give it to others, but he refused, and I didn't want to go back, so it has been vacant and I found a small courtyard..."
Reg was once again surprised by Valdoril's carefreeness. Looking at the empty house, Reg smiled and said, "Isn't there even anyone to help look after the house? Doesn't it look particularly dirty?"
Valdoril smiled and said: "They will send people over regularly to clean it. Okay, just rest here for a day, and then I will take you to the casting place tomorrow."
Reg was not polite either. He had been dining and sleeping outdoors in the past few days, but there were no servants to take care of him here. Valdoriel actually went to the kitchen to mess around by himself. Reg was too embarrassed to just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor, so he also ran to help.
The two grown men worked in the kitchen for a while, boiled enough hot water, and took a comfortable hot bath. Vadoril ran to the restaurant not far across the way and ordered a table of wine and food for them to deliver.
come over.
The two of them had a hearty meal and drank some wine. The two of them chatted happily at the wine table. Reg talked about what happened in the past, and Valdoril talked about some strange places he had traveled to.
Or some more interesting places, which allowed Reg to hear a lot of novel things.
After the meal, Valdoril suddenly asked: "I'm going to the palace to meet my brother. I haven't seen him for many years. Do you want to go with me?"
Reg was stunned for a moment: "You mean to go with you to see the king of Olia Kingdom?"
Valdoril nodded, but Reg thought for a while and still refused: "Forget it, you go ahead. You two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time. You have a lot to talk about. It's okay for me to go..."
Seeing Reg's refusal, Valdoril didn't force it, nodded and left. Reg went to the room where he slept, lying on the bed, thinking about his experiences these days, and felt filled with emotion for a while...
First, he witnessed the ferocity of Badal, the eighth-level pharmacist, and then the competition between the Leiyin Sect and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect opened Lege's eyes. Valdoril's sudden burst from the sky made Lege's heart feel like it was falling into an ice cellar, and Val
Doriel's friendly attitude towards him made Reg feel like there was a bright future in a new village...
In just a few days, Reg has seen many strong men. Valdorir's tyranny and Madam Rose's grievances have once again proved the importance of strength. Reg has secretly strengthened his determination to become powerful.
Valdoril only came back the next morning, and it seemed that he had stayed overnight in the palace. After meeting Valdoril, Reg followed Valdoril through the bustling streets and came to the opposite side of North Street.
A deserted area.
Here, there are soldiers who are as tall as guns and holding weapons patrolling or standing guard everywhere. Reg is a little confused: "Where is this place? It seems to be some kind of military important place?"
Valdoril smiled slightly and said: "This is the most elite weapons forge in the Kingdom of Olia. It not only provides weapons for the most elite troops, but also develops new weapons or improves the power of weapons..."
"Bring me here..." Reg suddenly thought of something and said in a daze: "Are you going to let me forge magic crystal weapons for you here?"
Valdoril nodded and said: "Although you said that there are no requirements for the foundry, I think it would be somewhat beneficial to have all the equipment or required things. The casting environment here should be said to be unparalleled in the entire King of Olia.
The place exceeds this..."
Reg nodded slightly and said: "Before this, the most I could do was use my magic crystal giant sword, which was inlaid with eighth-level magic crystals. I have never encountered one with ninth-level magic crystals. I hope it can succeed."
Valdoril patted Reg on the shoulder and said: "You just have to do your best on this matter. You don't have to worry too much about success or failure."
The forge was very large. Valdoril went straight to the person in charge and commandeered the best-equipped casting room. Reg asked: "I can cast it by myself, but you haven't said you want to cast it yet."
What kind of weapon?"
Valdoril took out a few blueprints from the space ring. These blueprints did not look new. They seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and perhaps they had never found the right person.
Reg took the drawing handed over by Valdoril and glanced at it. There was already a bit of surprise in his eyes. This weapon was not a sword, nor a knife, nor any weapon that Reg had seen.
A metal ring-shaped weapon, but there is a blade on the outside of the ring. The entire weapon is smooth except for the handle. Except for the first time, every part is full of astonishing lethality.
But there is no doubt that this weapon is also extremely difficult to use, and it is a special-purpose weapon.
Reg looked at several drawings carefully and had a general understanding of the structure and combat principles of this weapon. He raised his head and said with a smile: "This is the first time I have seen this weapon. Did you design it yourself?"
Valdoril nodded and said: "This weapon is called a wheel blade. It looks like a wheel and has a sharp edge. It is a weapon I designed for myself. Can you make it?"
Reg thought for a moment and said, "Isn't the weapon you used before this wheel blade?"
Valdoril shook his head, and when he spread his hands again, there were already a pair of black iron rings on his hands: "This is my previous weapon... But I guess it won't be of much help in helping you understand my newly designed weapon?"
Reg shook his head and said: "It's really of no help, but don't worry, the appearance requirements are just a test of forging skills. I will try to forge this weapon a few times first, and then use your weapon after I feel confident.
Fine iron forging and trying magic crystal inlay."
Valdoril chuckled and said: "Anyway, I'll trouble you with this matter. I don't understand casting matters, so I won't stay here and distract you. I have other things to do, so I'll take care of Wu first."
I’ll give you the refined iron and the ninth-level magic crystal. I’ll come to see you after a while. I’ve already told the supervisor here that you are completely free here, and if you need any help, you can come to him...
"
Reg nodded, indicating that he understood that forging was a matter that required extreme concentration. If Valdoril had been watching over him, and if the forging failed, it might really put some pressure on himself. In order to
Everyone changed their weapons and created demon-breaking weapons for themselves, all of which were forged by locking themselves in a room.
Valdoril explained some other things and left. Reg held the drawings and fell into deep thought in the casting room.
Two days later, Reg finally started forging. After repeated forging several times, Reg finally began to formally forge this unique wheel blade.
When Lege was forging, the pleated forging method required continuous beating for a long time. With Lege gathering his fighting spirit and having the God-Refining Bracer to suppress the fighting spirit in his body, this kind of forging was no less than a kind of penance.
After Reg started forging, he felt the progress. He simply ate the Feiling Pill that Madam Rose had refined for Reg, and then let his mental state enter a critical state. This not only exercised his mental perception, but also
The amount of fighting spirit in the body was increased, and at the same time, this unique magic crystal weapon was carefully forged.
Black iron is an iron ingot smelted from a very rare ore. Although it may not be the hardest in the world and the most suitable for casting weapons, it is one of the best materials. After all, Valdoril's identity is that he is the emperor.
A super powerful man with the status of a prince of a country. If it were an ordinary material, he would probably not even look down on it.
This time, Reg slowed down the casting speed. Only after the first month was over, Reg actually completed the casting of the first wheel blade made of black iron.
It's just that the ending is very tragic, and of course, it's not beyond Reg's expectations.
When the ninth-level magic crystal was inlaid, the light flashed and exploded into many fragments, scattering everywhere.
Reg felt heartbroken and helpless, but he still collected all the ninth-level magic crystal fragments, because he remembered that the golden scales could eat these magic crystal fragments, and the energy of the ninth-level magic crystal could probably make
The golden scales will undergo huge changes.
Valdoril came twice, but he didn't urge or ask about the results at all. He just asked Reg not to work too hard. His friendliness made the forge director who was occasionally nearby almost drop his eyes.
"We must successfully cast this ninth-level magic crystal weapon!"
Reg said to himself with certainty in his heart, Valdoril gave him holy-level fighting skills, taught him sound fighting skills, and told him the secret of Glenni...
Although he still doesn't know what the relationship between him and Lambert is, Reg, who has always had a clear grudge, is secretly determined to forge this magic crystal weapon. If nothing else, it can at least be reciprocated.