Zero walked on the side of the dirt road with a food basket, and the dwarven residents who passed by the portal greeted him cordially, and Zero responded with a smile and walked towards the Forge Hill step by step.

Zhubing Mountain is an extinct volcano, more than 1,000 years ago, after a long journey, the dwarves came to the deepest part of the Saling forest, where they found this extinct volcano, which has a relatively safe living environment compared to the outside world, and the outer foggy swamp formed a natural barrier, providing a safe place for the exiled dwarves. The dwarves settled down at the foot of this extinct volcano and multiplied, they named this extinct volcano as the Casting Mountain, they climbed the peak to open the rock and break the ground, by virtue of this unique geographical environment, and constantly inherited the casting skills of their own clan, one after another divine weapons were born one after another, and the dwarves also multiplied generation after generation under the Casting Mountain where they depended.

Walking in the valley, the further you go up the mountain, the more scarce the surrounding trees become compared to the bottom of the mountain. Mt. Cast is not very high, no more than 700 meters from the foot of the mountain to the crater, but it is more than 1,500 meters wide. It is a shield-shaped volcano with a wide top surface and gently sloping shield-shaped wings, and the dwarves have carved the shield-shaped flanks of the Casting Mountain along the valley road, and drive the road to the funnel-shaped basin inside the Casting Mountain, in which is a crater lake, in the middle of which is a small hill connected to the side of the mountain, which is located in the crater lake like an island in the middle of the lake, and an ancient building called "Fengjian Hall" is built on the island. The dwarves dug the flanks of the Soldier Casting Mountain, and built a number of armor casting workshops on it, and on weekdays, the male dwarves would cast weapons in the Soldier Casting Mountain when they were not farming.

Casting Mountain is not the only mountain in this area, there is a higher mountain attached to it not far away, and the top of the mountain next to it is covered with snow all year round, and a stream flows from the top of the mountain into the lower part of Casting Mountain, forming the crater lake on Casting Mountain.

It has been more than half a month since Zero came to the dwarven tribe, and he already has an understanding of the surrounding environment and roads, and after he recovered from his injuries, he often helped Sula deliver lunch to Yantai, who was busy working on the Casting Mountain during the day. At this time, he walked between the mountain roads with a light car, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Cunley swung his hammer vigorously, and the hammer collided with the red-hot knife-shaped gold and iron on the casting table, splashing sparks, and the fire in the furnace illuminated his dark and vicissitudes of life, and after a hammer, Cannon waved his hand, and Tour, who was beside him, used the fire tongs to hold the blade blank on the forging table and put it into the furnace to reheat. Unable gasped slightly, he took a wet towel from the iron shelf by the door and wiped the sweat from his face, he took a jug of water, raised his head and took a few sips. At this time, Taru reached the door from the potholed rock road outside the door.

"Brother Canley, how is your knife forged?" Taru asked with a smile as he lowered his kettle.

Cunley put down the hammer he had just picked up, frowned slightly and looked at Taru, who was standing in the doorway, he looked at it for a while, then laughed and said, "It's you, Taru, why do you have time to watch me strike iron?

"Haha...... I do want to build a dagger that sharpens like clay, and I've already designed the mold for it, but I think that since it's a short dagger, sharpness is secondary, and the most important thing is whether it has the penetration to kill in one hit, right? Taru twisted his chin and said to Cunley, who was squinting.

"That's right," said Cunley, nodding, "the dagger is short and weak compared to the swords held by the warriors, and it is the weapon of choice for assassins or thieves because it depends on the flexibility of the user to outperform the sword, and the power of the dagger is not to swing it vigorously in battle, but to kill the opponent with a single blow when it is timed, so it is the weapon of choice for assassins or thieves." ”

"Oh~ I'm so glad you and I still have a time when we have the same opinion on forging weapons. Tharu raised an eyebrow as he walked through the door and stood in front of him staring into his cloudy eyes.

Cunley smiled and shook his head and asked, "You came to my forge to discuss the casting of daggers with me?" ”

"Canley, who told you that whoever wields a dagger must be a sinister villain?" Taru frowned, twisting his beard vigorously.

"I didn't say that, you said it yourself......" Cunley said with a grin.

"That's what you said last time, and you've always thought the heavy weapons you forged were noble, and you've always despised the light weapons we've forged......" Taru said as he stared at Cannon with a red face.

"Oh, the god of war, I have never despised my fellow dwarves, we only have slightly different opinions on casting, and disagreements are not to be taken lightly. Cunley said, spreading his hands.

"Two elders...... I've been listening to you arguing about these things for twenty years," Tur, who was standing by the fire, said helplessly, "Weapon casting has never been distinguished from high and low, and the quality of weapons is the only condition for measuring the craftsmanship of the caster.

"Of course I do!" said Taru and Canley in unison, looking at Tur.

"I'm not here to argue with you or anything, Brother Canley," Taru said, turning back to Canley, "I'll be straightforward, for I want to forge a dagger that meets my vision, it must have the tip of a dagger that can pierce through all the toughness in this world. For this reason, I have come to borrow the Absolute Solid Gold in your hand. ”

"Absolute Meteoric ......," Canley laughed, "There are only a few fingernails-sized Absolute Meteorite on a meteorite that has fallen for thousands of years, and only the casting of holy weapons is allowed to be used, and you know how rare it is. And now that you've suddenly come to borrow from me, will you pay me back when you're out of use?"

"Of course I won't borrow your materials for nothing......" Taru said quickly.

Taru said as he looked at the flaming forge behind Cunley and asked, "Your sword, the forging progress is slow, right?"

Cunley squinted at Taru's face and replied, "The strongest long knife is naturally made of the hardest iron, and the Great Geshi steel is the most ideal material, but it is also the most difficult to smelt. ”

A smile rose into Taru's face and he said, "God of War, if it weren't for the boiling hot magma and the geocentric fire in the deepest part of this extinct volcano under our feet, you would have a problem even melting the Great Geese Steel, after all, this is the material we usually use to make containers, and the melting point is the highest among the minerals that can be smelted." ”

"I have patience, my old friend, patience and ingenuity are the foundry's most sincere companions, and although it is too difficult to hammer after it is formed, I will forge it little by little until it is fully born. Cunley said as he stared at Taru with cloudy eyes.

"But it's too slow, isn't it? You just made a knife embryo, how many processes are there? forging, trimming, quenching, grinding...... It's really cumbersome, but it's the hardest and most stable big leather steel ......."

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Cunley asked Taru, frowning, a little impatient.

"I'm here in exchange, Brother Canley, for a large piece of blood molten stone for two small pieces of Absolute Solid Gold. Taru said, staring into Canley's narrowed eyes.

"Blood Molten Stone!" Tur on the side was surprised, "With hundreds of rare ores as materials, combined with the oldest alchemy of the dwarf race, it is said to be able to smelt the strongest gold and iron in the world, and the dwarven forging technique is the biggest reliance on the world, only the patriarch knows the alchemy map and casting method, I ...... I've only read about it in the tribe's bookstore, do you really have this strange stone, Elder Taru?!"

"Of course he has, he won it decades ago at the foundry conference, when you were a baby......" Canley glanced back at Tur, then turned to look at Taru and said, "I really didn't expect you to trade such a rare treasure for me." ”

"To each according to his needs, my old friend, you wanted this bloodmelt stone decades ago, didn't you?" Taru said to Cunley with a smile on his beard.

"Yes, I've been asking you for decades just to get a small piece, but unfortunately there are no Bloodmelt Stones for the later foundry prizes, and then I'm too old to attend the foundry anymore......" Cunley let out a long sigh.

"But you've earned the Absolute Meteorite I need most right now, old friend, a single Blood Molten Stone is enough to speed up your casting process by several times, and the Absolute Meteorite is enough for me to forge the perfect dagger in my mind, and we all yearn to see the day when our masterpiece comes out, don't we?" Tharu persuaded Alley by patting him on the shoulder.

Cunley was still a little hesitant, he squinted at Taru's wrinkled cheeks, suddenly laughed, and said to Taru: "The two of us have been fighting for a lifetime, you chase me, I chase you......"

"Yes, now that we're all old, we're almost no longer able to wield the hammer, and maybe this is the last weapon we'll ever forge......" Taru said earnestly, patting Alley on the shoulder, "let all the arguments of the past go up and down, Alley, my old friend, help each other forge the last weapon of our lives." ”

"Hahaha...... It's so exciting, it's really not like you, Taru!" Cannon also patted Taru's shoulder and laughed, "Tonight, bring your baby to my house, I will call my wife to prepare a table of wine and food, and we will drink two glasses well, and when we are happy, I will give you my baby." ”

"Okay, I'm going to get you old man drunk tonight, hahaha......" Taru laughed.

Tur looked at the two old men in front of him who were laughing and laughing, grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and laughed.

Cunley and Taru walked out of the forge together, and the two stood by the roadside talking and laughing. There was a commotion not far away, and the two dwarven elders looked around, only to see Zero walking by the side of the road, greeting the dwarves in the forge. Taru's brow furrowed slowly, and Cunley glanced at him before narrowing his eyes and asking, "Do you remember the human we rescued back to the village more than fifty years ago?"

Taru turned his face to stare at his swarthy face and said, "Of course I remember, I personally drove him out of the village. ”

"I remember you taught him how to cast, but you kept silent about what happened after that...... Cunley continued.

"He's ill-intentioned," Taru said, turning his face around his chin and twisting his beard, "but he's a very talented human at foundry, and I've shared with him almost all of my skills and experience since becoming a forger, and he's so studious that I even wanted to take him as an apprentice at ......the time."

Cunley didn't speak, quietly looked at Taru's side face, Taru looked at Zero's back and continued: "It's a pity, he built weapons to conquer and kill, I can see the madness in his eyes, and then I gradually stopped teaching him the art of forging, but he turned his mind to the blood meltstone." ”

"He wants to steal your Bloodmeltstone?" Cunley asked, somewhat surprised.

"No, it's more than that," Taru said, turning his face to Cunley, "he's stolen the Bloodmelt Stone's atlas. ”

"He's not dead?" Cunley asked, looking at Taru suspiciously.

"I was still young at the time, and I was emotional, after all, I rescued him from the swamp, so I pleaded with the patriarch, hoping to let him live......"

"What does the patriarch say?" asked Cunley.

Reflecting on the original scene, Taru said: " The patriarch disagreed at first, thinking that he was a thief who coveted the casting skills of the dwarves, but he knelt on the ground and said with tears in his eyes that he wanted to learn the casting skills of the dwarves for the sake of the life and death of the human race, and that there were frequent cracks in different dimensions on the continent outside the forest, and he hoped to arm the human race with the help of the casting skills of the dwarves, so that the human race could be more confident in the war against the demons, and even begged the patriarch to lead our people out of the forest to help the human race create a divine weapon that was enough to repel the demons......"

"Crazy...... Cannon Li frowned tightly, "Once we get out of this forest, we dwarves will soon perish, and it is precisely because of the greed of humans that we have been forced to hide in this dangerous forest, and fortunately, with the blessing of the god of war, we can rest and recuperate under this mountain." ”

"Naturally, the patriarch thinks the same way," Taru said, stroking his beard, "I see his greed, if he really studied sincerely for the humans of the mainland, he wouldn't have done such a thing as stealing the Blood Fused Stone Atlas." The patriarch said that he could spare his life, but he must not be allowed to leave the tribe intact, so I cut off his right hand, which he used to forge......"

"This kind of punishment is not heavy, it stands to reason that he, as a foreigner, stole the Bloodmelt Stone Atlas that only the patriarch of our clan can read, and he should be executed. Cunley said as he looked at Taru.

"It's a good thing he didn't look at the atlas, otherwise he would have died. "Since then, I've been wary of humans outside the forest, fearing that my mistakes will be ......repeated."

"I heard that this young human boy was rescued by your son from the swamp, and there was only one breath left, and it was your son Yantai who begged Uncle Tanwu to save him?" Cannon asked Taru.

Taru nodded and replied, "Yes, it seems that he was chased by a demonic beast and ran into the swamp by mistake. ”

"How's that kid?" asked Cunley.

Taru thought for a moment and said, "Listen to my daughter-in-law, this kid is kind and well-behaved, upright, and has no bad intentions, and has been helping her with housework since she recovered......"

"That's not good, it seems to be a human boy who knows how to be grateful. Alley patted Taru on the shoulder.

Taru sighed and said, "You old man, you are too straight-hearted, you have to guard against people, that kid is an alien human after all, a normal human boy, can run into the mist swamp deep in this big forest alone......?"

"Yes too......" Cunley squinted his eyes and nodded, "The patriarch also told us that humans have always been a race dominated by lust and greed, and we must be vigilant in the face of them. ”

"Alas...... I hope that stupid son of mine didn't come back with a scourge. Taru looked up at the blue sky and sighed.