"I think I can cultivate, just for the name of 'Night', no matter how bad this little kid is, he has to be held by his ancestors, otherwise... Grandpa started a fire, I don't know if you have anyone in the Eastern Continent headquarters who can resist it. ”

"Don't keep using your grandfather to press me, you girl..."

"He's going to start forging again, this time you feel carefully, he will definitely surprise you!"

...

After raising his head and closing his eyes for a minute, Mogar slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, recovered his posture, nodded at Anthony, and said, "I'm really sorry, I haven't succeeded in forging it for wasting so much of your time, but I want to try again." ”

Anthony shook his head, indicating that he didn't care, and then reminded, "Why don't you take a break first?

"This bit of physical exhaustion, how can there be a strong sense of loss in the spirit!"

After saying that, Mogar took a deep breath, completely discarded the outside influence again, picked up the last two pieces of Mithril, and began to temper according to the previous steps.

Nine hours later, holding back the exhaustion of his body, Mojar finally faced the final step again, and he took ten deep breaths before picking up the blood-colored crystals and starting to apply them slowly.

Fifth...

Third...

Two thirds...

In order to ensure perfect temperature control, he forcibly slowed down the application speed, stretching the application from half an hour to two hours.

When the last bit of blank space on the blade was covered by a pale red film, there was a 'buzz', and Mojar suddenly grabbed his blade and put it into the quenching liquid.

'Magnetic...'

In a burst of white mist, Mo Jiaer slowly pulled out the inky cyan sword blade glowing with white cold light, there was no complicated decoration, even the lines were very few, only two circles of dents like water waves at the hilt, and two symmetrical arc-shaped dents appeared in the center of both sides of the blade, and there were two demonic blood streaks inside the dents.

He let out a long sigh of relief, raised his sword blade and swung it twice, bringing up two cold lights, and then threw the blood-sucking ice blade on the forging table at will, and lay directly on the floor to rest with his eyes closed.

Anthony shook his head and smiled, picked up the dagger and placed it lightly beside Mogar, then raised the blood-sucking ice blade to keep observing, and couldn't help but nod his head in praise, his fingers beating with a trace of red light slowly stroking through the edge of the blade.

A minute later, he took the bloodsucking ice blade horizontally, and a trace of cold qi emanated from his hand, merging into the ice blade, and gradually the inky cyan blade slowly became as transparent as an ice cube, and the bloodshot in the center flashed with red light.

The ice blade was deflected, aimed at a hamster that had already been prepared to be locked in the cage, and stabbed into the hamster's body with a cold air, and the hamster turned into a dried rat before it could even struggle, and at the same time, it made a clicking sound and was frozen into pieces.

Feeling that the temperature around him suddenly dropped, Mo Jiaer propped up his tired body, and looked at the hamster ice cubes in the cage, he was surprised: "Butler Anthony, you are actually a rare ice attribute warrior!"

"I'm lucky, in addition to the fire type and the ice type talent. Young Master Louis, congratulations on reaching the strength of a fifth-level forger!"

"It's just luck, Anton..."

"You can't forge good things by luck alone, you can speak with strength!"

"It's... Grandmaster Anthony, what level of this vampire ice blade has reached?"

"It's better than I expected, to the level of the peak of the fifth level, Master Louis, can you tell me how old you are?"

"I'll be 12 in a few months, so my badge?"

Anthony laughed to himself and motioned for Mogar to wait for a moment, while asking about the origin of the dagger and the identity of the forger behind Mogar.

...

The chief butler raised his delicate face at Patrick, as if the vampire ice blade was forged by her, and said proudly: "Look, this little kid has forged a fifth-level vampire ice blade, I will say that the person you have repeatedly admired, how can it be bad!"

"Hmph, it took 23 hours to forge it, what's so awe-inspiring? I can forge a vampire ice blade of higher quality than him in 20 minutes. ”

"What is the comparison between a transcendent master and a forging master who has just entered the fifth level, the fifth level... No, then he doesn't have the same level of forging as Prince Ike's third grandson now, and in three years..."

"Don't think about it, I've seen the kid you said, it seems to be called Dennis or something, just think it's Dennis, old Ike personally brought that kid to see me two years ago, hoping that I would accept this apprentice, but I didn't agree, that kid's forging talent is high, but his heart is not good, if there is no special opportunity, he can't break through that layer in his life. ”

The chief butler raised his head again, and said unconvinced: "It's Enis, Prince Ike's third grandson is called Ennis Nero Ike, hmph, I don't believe it, I bet he will be able to reach seven..."

Patrick hurriedly made a stop gesture and reminded: "Great butler, even if your magic strength reaches that level, if you have this kind of heart, don't think about breaking through to my level in this life. ”

"Hmph..."

...

Mogar waited for a full five minutes, and a quaint badge engraved with the logo of the Weapons Chamber of Commerce on the front and 'Vampire Ice Blade' on the back drew a small window, and Anthony put the badge Zheng in Mojiaer's hand, and blessed: "Congratulations, Young Master Louis, you have finally become a fifth-level forger. ”

Mogar grinned, and sent a wisp of soul power into the badge to mark, and from this moment on, he officially became a fifth-level forging master who had been successfully promoted with the 'Vampire Ice Blade'.

Mogar put away the badge, waved his hand to Anthony, and was about to leave the secret room, Anthony hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Young Master Louis, although you don't want to tell me about the existence behind it, I still vaguely guessed, in order to maintain the stable situation in the Eastern Continent, please keep it like this, don't spread it everywhere, otherwise the consequences... It's also for your situation!"

Mogar pursed his lips in response to Anthony, and then walked out of the secret room and came to the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce on the first floor, where three carriages were already waiting for him.

One car is a VIP car specially prepared for him by Patrick, which has everything to eat, drink, and entertain. Another one was forged and the last one was fitted with 'pulse' parts and a cubic raffite snow.

He entered the carriage, and the three carriages moved slowly, heading towards the Nandu Gate.

The exhaustion of his body made him slowly close his eyes, but the moment he closed it, the murderous aura in his veins became restless, and he felt an extremely strong killing intent suddenly appear in the carriage.

His body tensed instantly, and after opening his eyes and seeing the faces of the people who came, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Uncle Ties, why are you here? Uncle didn't explain that I can't meet the rest of the family except Uncle Spark!"

"I'm following the second child of the Fiona family, I just saw you, I'm afraid you're in danger, so I'll come and see, and I'll be relieved to see that you're all right!"

Tis reached out and rubbed Mogar's head, and made a silent gesture with the other hand, adding: "Shhh, don't tell Sparker and your uncle that I have seen you, otherwise I will be blamed by your uncle when I return to the family, by the way, what are you doing in the Arms Chamber of Commerce?"