Make a weapon for Tina, whatever kind of weapon is good.
Bow and arrow? For rangers only.
Spear? In the same vein.
Long sword? TBD.
Shield? That's fine too.
But for some reason, a certain god's signature weapon appeared in his mind, a square iron lump.
Meow Hammer?
Lin Hai shook his head, what kind of hammer does a girl use?
The combination of sword and shield is good, but the metal is not enough.
As for bows and arrows, there are no relevant skills yet, so making them is a product beyond the times.
He thought for a few seconds and chose to forge a long sword.
He weighed this piece of metal with the characteristics of divine power, that is, the characteristics of divine power, so that it can enter the spiritual world from the material world.
call out--
The huge lump of iron fell, sliding down the cracks in the earth and falling into the molten metal with a thud.
Under the control of the God of Thunder, the lava godhead tried its best to release light and heat, dissolving the metal.
when--
when--
when--
A figure emitting endless lightning stood on the hot rock, wielding an iron fist and punching it down.
The piece of metal that was impermeable to oil and salt began to slowly deform under the erosion of the divine power of lava and the blow of the divine power of thunder.
One shallow fist mark after another appeared on the iron lump, and the residual heat of thunder and lightning was still raging.
when--
when--
when--
In the unknown forest space, under the cracked earth, a tall figure waved his fist.
Forged with endless lightning, quenched with the natural breath of water atomization, and blessed by the divine power of the forest.
A vague long-shaped weapon gradually appeared.
The God of Thunder thought for a moment, raised his knife, cut off a small section from it, and threw it aside for calcination in the molten metal.
when--
when……
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Time always passes quickly.
For the God of Thunder, more than half a year has passed since the God of Murloc said it was time to go back and think about it.
Seeing that winter is almost over, there is still no news.
For Tina, this was a long boring time. She was invincible here, and even the tree elders could not do anything to her. Instead, she pulled out a lot of leaves and fed them to Chi Yan's cubs.
But for her, that's it, her daily life is the same, and it seems that it will continue like this.
For the time traveler Haoyue, the past six months have been fruitful and the results are gratifying.
Under the guidance of him and the goblin leader, the goblins sent an additional goblin to clean the pikas.
The goblin who specializes in taking care of the rats and rabbits is roughly named Breeder No. 1.
Among the cultivated potato fields, he took the lead in selecting a piece of land and weeding all the grass on it.
Yields at harvest in late summer were nearly one-third higher than those from unweeded potato fields.
Haoyue is very lucky that she was born in a rural area on Earth, did a lot of farm work, and still remembers many things.
As the year comes to an end, he plans to deliver a year-end summary.
He also felt that his spiritual body had been completed for several months, but he had not prayed to the God of Thunder.
Because he wanted to see if he could achieve an unusual animal transformation.
Although the Black Crow Shadow Leopard recorded above is not bad, if there is a chance to get a better one, he will have to work hard for it no matter what.
That night, he lay in his independent small tree house and whispered softly, "The great God of Thunder, Lord of the Woodland and Wilderness..."
call out--
Having become accustomed to the feeling of climbing a ladder to heaven, Haoyue opened her eyes and looked at the divine realm which remained unchanged.
"You did a good job." A deep voice came from behind him, with a thunderous feeling.
Haoyue turned around and saw that his waist was straighter now than he had been half a year ago.
This is the confidence gained from the hard work of the past six months, especially after hearing the praise from the leader.
"It's all your people who are smart enough." Haoyue turned a corner and said this without leaving any trace.
"Yes, I saw you right at first." The God of Thunder slowly sat down, his tall body giving Haoyue a great sense of oppression even when he sat down.
It's like a person falling into a tiger's enclosure. Even if the tiger is still lying down and not moving, that person will feel a sense of despair and horror.
"It's just that your strength is too low. When you don't have strong strength, there are many things you can't solve."
Lin Hai shook his head and pointed out his dissatisfaction with the young man. He also admired him a little. In the face of extraordinary power, this boy could endure not to find him for several months.
Haoyue lowered her neck and felt that cold sweat was about to break out on her forehead.
Lin Hai restrained the aura of the Thunder Godhead, the destructive aura dissipated, and replaced it with the Woodland Godhead.
See, he has extraordinary perception, but he doesn’t have extraordinary strength. He can feel his terrifying power, but he doesn’t have the capital to resist.
This led to a situation where even his breath couldn't be endured.
A cup of liquefied natural breath was brought over by a little tree man who was only over one meter tall. His appearance was very close to that of a well-known tree man.
Haoyue held the cup knowingly and drank the natural flavor in one gulp.
"The development of tribal territory is naturally important, but one's own strength cannot be left behind. After all, this is a world that values personal force."
Thoughts swirled in the young man's mind, and he knew that this was the God of Thunder knocking him to stop having so many petty thoughts.
The little dryad, who was more than one meter tall, stepped back step by step, holding a plate woven from branches and a cup.
"Okay, thank you for your teaching, I will definitely keep it in my heart."
The God of Thunder hummed slightly, turned his hand, and a small metal wristband appeared in his hand.
The metal wristband fluttered and flew towards the young man.
"This is an artifact I built. It can release the power of thunder three times a day, release the magic of recovery three times a day, and has additional status blessings for animal transformation."
Haoyue was a little surprised, and her heart beat a few times unsatisfactorily. This, this is a real artifact.
In this tribe that doesn't even have extraordinary strength, just this wrist guard can dominate one side.
"Thank you, great God of Thunder." These words were Haoyue's words from the bottom of her heart.
Lin Hai twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "There is no way. Most modern people are like this. He can't just want others to vigorously develop tribes and cut down the freedom of belief."
This is his mentality. It's obviously a question of asking for money and remuneration. You can talk to me about life and ideals. Whoever wants to do it can do it.
As long as he firmly grasps that degree, he believes that people's enthusiasm can be mobilized.
It is true that he is a god, but the changes that Haoyue can bring to the tribe are much more important than a devout believer.
After casually throwing the black crow transformation chosen by Haoyue to him, he waved his hand and threw him out, allowing his spiritual body to return to his physical body.