The same technique, the same movements, this time the young blacksmith held a mysterious wooden box with a cross carved on the top. Seeing such a symbol more than once, Wang Man couldn't help but also put the sword on his back.
Take it off and watch it for yourself.
He didn't know what the meaning of this cross shape with simple structure and ordinary bridges was.
The little blacksmith came to Morde Caesar with the wooden box. The latter did not signal to open the box, but shouted to Aize with a solemn expression: "Brother! Help me, there is a new evil I caught in the box.
"
Aize looked calm when he heard Morde Caesar say this. He immediately put away his smile, strolled over, and took the wooden box from the little blacksmith's hand.
Obstacle? Wang Man was confused and looked at Ai Xi next to him. At this time, the princess was also looking forward to it. The roast duck in his hand had gradually become cold.
A few meters away, the fire in the furnace became more intense, forcing Morde Caesar's whole body to turn red. The cloak quickly absorbed the flying heat, and the silver-gray surface slowly changed color. Particles of various metals followed the cloak in an orderly manner.
The rune marks on it flowed, and the spreading heat energy gathered around Morde Caesar. The weapon-refining mage became a metal giant outside the furnace.
Ai Ze held his breath and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to open it now?"
"Well! Aren't you a third-level heavy sword?" Morde Caesar's answer was very straightforward, and it was full of provocation.
"Haha, I'm happy to serve you!" Ai Ze answered casually, but he didn't dare to show off in any way.
In the castle, the young blacksmith also retreated to Wang Man's side; he looked at the two people on the other side of the furnace with extremely serious expressions.
Ai Ze's whole body was enveloped in sword aura and "majestic fighting spirit". The heavy sword in his hands was vertically scraped on the floor. The box in his hand was surrounded by golden light, looking extremely holy!
"Come on, old friend!" Mordekaiser looked forward to it, and it was obvious that he was very happy and full of holiness.
Aize sneered, his arms shook, and the socket on the box fell off. Before he could shake it, he saw that the lid of the box was shaking, and something seemed to be struggling inside.
Suddenly, Ai Ze shook the box greatly, and the lid flew up. A stream of black energy surged out from the middle, trying to spread out. The surrounding thin aura suffocated slightly when it came into contact with Ai Ze's sword energy.
Ouch...ouch...
Through the diffuse air, everyone could see the shape of the black air. After struggling for a moment, the air condensed and shrank, turning into a shape that was exactly the same as a human being, but the size was much smaller, even smaller than the roast duck in Ai Xi's hand.
Wang Man was stunned and said to himself in confusion: "What is that?"
"That is the soul of a vampire traitor. It would be great if my master captured him to refine the weapon." The young blacksmith beside him answered intently, staring at the furnace.
"Soul? The soul can also refine weapons? Blood clan? What is that?" All kinds of questions came to Wang Man's mind.
Ai Xi watched the changes in the field carefully and said casually: "Brother, those you are talking about are vampires. Traitors are low-level vampires. Their souls can add spiritual power to weapons."
"Oh, I didn't expect you knew so much." Wang Man looked amused and wanted to ask more questions. At this time, Ai Xi and the little blacksmith had already ignored him.
The black energy in the box was compressed by Ai Ze, and there was almost nowhere to escape except for an exit specially left by Ai Ze; for that exit, it seemed full of hope, but in fact it was not.
After the blood traitor's soul wandered around in Ai Ze's sword energy shield for several times, it stopped in a corner and stopped moving. As for the exit? The soul knew that it was a place that would never turn over.
"Old friend, I can only do this. This is not an ordinary soul. The soul of this species is very evil." Ai Ze's face turned red, and it was unbearable for him to stand close to the furnace.
Morde Caesar glanced at the complaining Aize with relief, and his eyes told his friend that he had done a good job!
He relaxed his left hand slightly, pressed it down slightly, and the ruler in his hand sank another three inches into the furnace; a soft and pleasant sound responded to Morde Caesar, and the ruler was already in contact with the hammer.
Very good! Morde Caesar was a little smug, and he condensed a blue flame in his right hand. The flame flickered strangely next to the red furnace. Although it was small, it gave people the feeling that its heat was no longer under the entire furnace, at least.
More than several times higher.
Phew... Morde Caesar waved his hand, and the blue light whirled down and stepped into the furnace.
Bang...bang...
The hammer in the furnace made a clear vibration, and blue flames rushed to the hammer body. In an instant, the iron hammer was covered with a layer of silver tin plating.
Morde Caesar chanted a spell at the corner of his mouth, which was a precursor to casting magic.
“Death spreads”…
Morde Caesar's ruler burned instantly, and the silver-gray ruler turned blue all over. The entire room was filled with a suppressed aura, especially in the furnace, where the flames became even more boiling.
"Oh, my God! Are you crazy?" Aize was surprised, holding the box in his hand tightly, full of admiration for Morde Caesar.
Morde Caesar laughed it off and watched with a calm face as the death energy flowed backwards from the furnace into the wooden box in Aize's hand.
The energy made Aize hold his breath, and his whole state was half sluggish! They say that the weapon refining mage is a perverted profession, and it turned out to be true when I saw it today. Morde Caesar, who has just entered the third level of the weapon refining magic, can
Let himself be in such a mess; thinking of this, the fighting energy around Ai Ze rotates rapidly, and he does not want to let his soul escape because of a moment of laziness.
Ouch...
In the space of Aize's grudge, the soul of the vampire traitor had nowhere to hide. In the blink of an eye, he saw the death power of Morde Caesar pouring into the box. This is an energy that makes any living being lose the ability to resist the evil. Haozhi
The energy seems to produce a wonderful attraction; the soul is absorbed into it after giving out the last cry.
The metal energy was slowly withdrawn, and the energy fluctuations carrying the souls of the vampires were sucked into the furnace by Morde Caesar, and the soul was burned in the furnace. The fate of this humble traitor was not very good. I am afraid that he will never have the chance to return to the place of rebirth.
Got it!
The ruler became deeper and deeper, until the caliber of the furnace almost submerged Morde Caesar's arm!
Shock! Absolute shock! This made Wang Man almost jump for joy. This... this seems to be three points more magical than Rodman's magic!
The outside world is extremely exciting, and Wang Man's heart, which has been silent for many years in Arenas, has become stronger.
"Ai Xi, are you still hungry?" Wang Man shook Ai Xi's arm. The latter shook his head blankly, and then continued to admire the master's magic by the stove.
Morde Caesar always seems to be so comfortable, and no disturbance can affect his soul, but the most obvious change on his face is the increase in smiles.
puff……
The refining fire in the furnace withered a little, and the silver hammer vibrated in the flames, as if there was an unruly heart, and every beat could make the furnace tremble.
A dull buzzing sound shook the room, and dust that had accumulated for a long time fell from everyone's heads. The roast duck was already covered in dust!
puff……
Morde Caesar's face relaxed, and he happily leaned in front of the furnace to watch the changes in Death Hammer!
"Friend, your hammer seems to have been upgraded again." Ai Ze showed envy on his face and took two steps forward involuntarily.
"Careful!" Morde Caesar shouted loudly, and suddenly the furnace made a loud bang, and the whole room shook. The heavy cover of the furnace detached from the body after withstanding enough heat, containing a majestic flying force.
Got out.
The fluctuation of energy caused Aize to stop. Even Morde Caesar was knocked back three steps by the fluctuation. The furnace lid was ejected and pressed towards Aize.
"Such a strong metal energy!" Ai Ze did not dare to underestimate it. He held out his heavy sword in front of him. The hazy energy of the sword expanded more than five times. He gritted his teeth and gathered strength to fight against the flying furnace lid.
At this time, Morde Caesar also came to help, but he already had a hammer covered in silver and gray in his hand!
boom……
How could a third-level epee knight stop the energy contained in the furnace that the weapon refining mage has used for many years? Morde Caesar did not make a mistake in judgment. Aize was bounced back several meters, and his body hit the wall heavily.
Leave an indentation about half an inch deep.
The momentum of the huge furnace lid slowed down a bit and flew towards Ai Xi and Wang Man in front of the door.
"Metal Storm" Morde Caesar stood in front of several people at the right time. With one move of his silver hammer, tens of thousands of metal particles poured out from between the hammers in an instant, forming a perfect arc that covered the land in front of him.
All covered in it.
The furnace lid hit the metal rainbow, and the speed slowed down a lot in a short breath. The powerful heat energy encountered Morde Caesar's "Metal Storm" just like meeting a weak steel spring, without any splash.
Damage caused by collision of energy from different dimensions.
"Shovel Hammer" Morde Caesar did not pause. The hammer shook in his hand, forming different enchantments that merged with each other, forming a trapezoid that caused the hammer to swing up and down.
The energy of the "metal storm" becomes softer under the shovel blow of the silver hammer. This is the coordinated spell of the weapon refiner. The two echo each other to make the storm silent.
Zizzi, Morde Caesar stopped only two steps away from Wang Man. With a clang, all the force on the stove lid was removed, and it fell to the ground obediently without being able to use any force.
"Phew! Caesar, I really didn't expect you to be able to surpass such a powerful weapon. It's at the level of a spiritual weapon at least, isn't it?"
Seeing that the threat subsided, Ai Ze walked over with a face of joy. The collision just now was a head-to-head collision, and his sword spirit was frightened and dimmed a lot.
"Well, it's so dangerous! Fortunately, I have this treasure, otherwise my magic power would have to be at least two levels lower, and then I would almost have to meet God together." Morde Caesar sighed softly and sat down.
On the ground, the third-level weapon refining mage did not have the pure spiritual power of the fourth level after all. His persistence in refining the weapon and the blow against the furnace lid just now had almost exhausted his spiritual energy.
"Tell me? What's going on here this time? But let me tell you first, Aize, if you want me to help you improve the quality of your epee, there's no need to talk about it; you also know how difficult it is to find a soul, and
you……"
"Enough Caesar, you know how to take advantage of me." Aize interrupted Morde Caesar's complaints, the two looked at each other, and hearty and rough laughter could be heard in the room.