The sword embryo clearly feels like a solid object, but at this moment it is more like a collection of souls.
No one would feel good if a piece of something that had never existed in their life was stuffed into their soul. An indescribable feeling of suffocation enveloped Raven's entire soul.
It seems like I can't breathe.
Obviously the lungs are still expanding and contracting, air is still flowing in and out normally, and the pulmonary vesicles continue to inject oxygen into the blood.
The suffocating feeling from the soul was still unbearable for Raven.
I really want to scream and pull out the incorporeal sword embryo.
Raven didn't.
This means that all previous efforts have been wasted and it is no longer exclusive.
Not only acceptance, but also understanding and forgiveness.
In a trance, Raven's soul seemed to have returned to the battle between the moon goddess Suellen and the night goddess Shar in the early years.
Watching two beautiful figures fighting each other in the void using various brilliant magical and secret techniques, I felt the flesh and blood filled with the moon and dark divine power falling drop by drop, piece by piece.
Countless years passed, these spiritual flesh and blood mixed with a trace of the laws of the world, began to mutate, and gradually formed new laws.
It's the sword embryo in Lei's bra at this moment.
Think of this sword embryo as Raven's child? No! Raven is not so pretentious! It is not the continuation of Raven's life. It is not Raven's real arm.
If he wanted it to be anything, Raven hoped that it would be the sharp blade in his heart. A peerless blade that could materialize anytime and anywhere and kill all the enemies in Raven's heart.
Raven muttered silently in his heart: "You are no longer a simple weapon, you should be my support to become a god, the cornerstone of the future Kingdom of God, and the ultimate trump card to carve out a bloody path in the year of destruction. I feel sorry for you
Do you feel the expectations?"
At this moment, Raven only felt that the sword embryo was in his body and soul quickly melted away, completely integrated with his body and soul, no longer separated from each other.
When the sword embryo appeared again, it was no longer in Raven's chest, but in Raven's hand.
Darak was surprised. Although Raven had given so many good things, Darak really didn't expect Raven to make this sword embryo into an exclusive semi-artifact. Because the requirements here were too high, so high that even the gods could
These are demanding requirements that may not be fulfilled.
I had been mentally prepared, in case Raven's soul could not contain the sword embryo, I took a step back and made the sword embryo into an inherited semi-artifact that can be used by Raven's bloodline descendants. Who knew that Raven actually succeeded?
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Forging a semi-artifact that still has the chance to be upgraded into an exclusive weapon that only he can use, the goal of this half-elf boy named Raven is very clear, he wants to become an immortal god!
Darak took a deep breath: What a big ambition!
What's even more exaggerated is that everything this kid has done since his debut shows that his ability is worthy of his ambition!
Darak felt in a trance that he was witnessing the rise of a new powerful god step by step, and his throne was rising...
Master Blacksmith Darak Tavo took the sword embryo from Raven with the most upright posture and the most serious attitude, and placed it on the iron felt again.
As if he felt that divinity was about to be injected into it as new power, Darak could clearly feel the excitement and expectation coming from the fluctuations of its dissipated soul.
"Are you ready?" Darak said in Common Tongue.
The sword embryo suddenly became silent, as if humans were calming down and preparing their bodies and minds.
The next second, the sword embryo bloomed with traces of black mist, which was the divine aura of phantoms and shadows. This was the aura of Raven's soul.
These breaths are like substance, automatically fixing the entire sword embryo on the iron felt.
Darak looked up at Raven, who was standing opposite with his hands behind his hands. Raven nodded.
Darak decisively placed a divine power crystal in his left hand. It was the phantom divinity of Laila. His right hand held the Hammer of Moradin. The hammer was placed very low. Because he was a dwarf, the hammer almost touched the floor behind Darak.
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I saw the dwarf blacksmith master swinging a perfect circle in the void.
The power of the earth was transmitted through the master's legs to his shoulders and hammer, and in the end there was no loss of No. 1. This power was smashed onto the divine power crystal like a battering ram.
"Poof" a soft voice sounded, and the entire divine power crystal was embedded in the sword embryo.
It can be clearly seen that the sword embryo swallowed the crystal almost instantly.
In less than a second, the two felt like they had merged into one.
The sword embryo once again sent out soul waves. It was telling Darak that it was ready again.
Another hammer, this time with the power crystal of the Shadow Godhead.
Fusion again, this time takes a little longer, about 20 seconds.
Darak placed the third power crystal, Phantom Divinity.
After this hammering, it took a full three minutes for it to finish digesting.
Finally, there is the divinity of the moon.
After four hammers were smashed, the holy-level Darak seemed to be exhausted, with sweat all over his body. Looking at Darak's expression, Raven knew that the most critical moment had arrived.
Darak moved the hilt of the sword to the edge of the iron felt and stretched it out.
The dwarf master said in the most solemn tone: "Hold it! Imagine its shape in your heart, and silently recite the name you gave it. Next, it will be tempered most violently, and your soul will also be involved. If you
If you are unable to withstand this soul impact, not only will the casting fail, but your soul will also be severely damaged. You will never be able to reach the legendary level in this life, let alone the realms that follow."
"I understand." Raven held the sword embryo with both hands.
"Here we come. This is the first hammer of the [Seven Hammers of Forging God] [Splitting Stone]." Darak's strong arm muscles bulged impressively, and the hammer struck out another perfect circle.
"哐" It seemed that the heavy blow did not look like a sword embryo, but rather like Raven's forehead. The heavy blow was like splitting stones, which made Raven's eyes dazzle.
Are you still imagining its shape? I can’t think of it, and my mind is at a loss.
Raven thought of many names and images, but none of them fit Raven's fantasy.
Raven wasn't given a chance to breathe.
"The second hammer [Broken Gold] is here."
This blow is heavier than the last one.
A heavy blow is enough to break gold and stone.
The strong earthquake made Raven almost lose his grip on the hilt of the sword.
"The third hammer [opening the mountain]."
A force that seemed to be enough to collapse a mountain spread through Raven's entire soul.
"Huh" was silent, and two lines of nosebleed dripped from Raven's nose.
Darak frowned and thought to himself: If this continues, that kid will definitely not be able to withstand the last blow!
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
At this point, Darak couldn't stop. Not even one of the seven hammers of the Forging God would be enough. If he stopped, he would be the one who suffered the backlash.
Then comes "The Fourth Hammer [Emperor's Fall]."
Suddenly, a bloody smell came from the hammer in Darak's hand. Raven discovered that the hammer in Darak's hand had turned into Moradin's artifact [Soul Hammer] at some point.
The aura emanating from the hammer head rose again, and with that terror, even if someone told Raven that this blow could destroy an empire, Raven would believe it without hesitation.
"Bang" This hammer gave Raven the feeling of earth shattering. After the hammer, everything around him was shattered, and the sense of his five senses was completely messed up.
My mind was in such chaos that I couldn't think of anything.
Seeing Darak raising the hammer high, the fifth hammer fell immediately.
"[Collapse God]!" Darak exhaled and shouted.
Raven was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out of his head.
The hammer became tens of thousands of times larger in Raven's field of vision, and the huge hammer head could easily break even the kingdom of a god with weak divine power in one blow.
What an exaggeration!
Can you really handle it yourself?
Just when Raven could no longer hold on, a thought suddenly came to his mind: carry it? Why carry it? What I want is not an indestructible spear, let alone a giant axe. As a sharp blade, why?
Do you have to go head-to-head with the most unreasonable hammer?
As the thought came to my mind, the sword embryo in my hand changed. It was no longer obsessed with the shape of the sword or dagger. At this moment, the sword embryo was more like a mist of mist.
The corners of Darak's mouth turned up slightly: This kid is not too stupid. Creating a semi-artifact is not simply about creating a shape and forging sharp characteristics, but more about pursuing the original power that suits you best. If
He can only fight head-on. Then he is not worthy of mastering a semi-artifact.
[Beng Shen] finally fell.
This time, there was no sound. Just like a hammer hitting a huge spring, the hammer immediately rebounded.
The dwarf master didn't mind, he clearly saw the shadow mist solidifying continuously.
Immediately "Sixth Hammer [Destroy World]."
The aura on the hammer has reached the peak of terror. The illusion that appears in Raven's eyes at this moment is extremely exaggerated. He feels that if the hammer falls, a small plane may be completely annihilated. From then on, the star
There is one less digit in the serial number.
Can't stop it!
Absolutely unstoppable!
There is no chance at all.
Any substance that withstands this blow will definitely be destroyed and completely shattered!
Even if the sword embryo has turned into a strange energy mass, there will be no exception under this blow.
Almost instinctively, Raven launched a counterattack.
A dazzling psychedelic light bloomed from the sword embryo. This light actually created an identical clone. At the same time, it used the mysterious shadow power to pull the soul hammer and hit the fake.
"Poof!" The hammer fell at high speed and hit the air. Only one phantom was shattered.
However, Darak curled his lips and without any pause, he swung the hammer one more time and hit it again.
Darak's voice suddenly became softer: "The Seventh Hammer [Rebirth]."
Different from the previous hammering technique that was earth-shattering and extremely destructive, this hammer was as light and elegant as a butterfly walking through a flower, without any anger.
It was obviously a huge hammer, but in Darak's hand it looked like a fine carving knife.
It was more delicate than surgery. When the hammer fell, it only caused a slight vibration, and the last trace of impurities in the sword embryo was ejected.
Like the morning bell at the beginning of the world, and like the sound of some mysterious starting gun, a sense of ease that everything begins from now on spreads to every corner of Raven's soul.
At this moment, a name suddenly popped up that Raven had not thought of for a long time.
Raven opened his mouth and whispered the truth: "Be born! My [Phantom Throne]!" (To be continued...)