Hetos watched as the piece of metal in Given's hand melted in the light and finally took shape in the air. Waiting for the light to dissipate, the outline of a one-handed ripple sword appeared in Jiwen's hand.

The blade of the corrugated sword flowed with black and red magical light, making the entire sword permeated with an evil and scorching aura. The magical light also created a lifelike demon on the hilt of the rippling sword, and the demon's eyes were shining with purple magic light, as if cursing everything in this world.

"You've done the last step?!"

It took Hetos a long time to recover from the shock, he had no time to appreciate the beauty of the sword, he only wanted to confirm one thing now.

The Flame Giant grabbed Given's sword-holding hand. It was at that moment that Hetos felt a magical power that he had once felt. That power once appeared in the magic furnace of the Forging Temple, completing countless magical items recorded by the Forging Temple, and now that power is surging in the soul of this guy in front of him.

Hetos didn't know how to describe his state of mind at the moment.

Whether it's jealousy, or shock, or a joy that has been lost and regained. Hetos didn't know that he could only describe what he wanted to say in his head in the simplest and most straightforward words.

"You've fused the Forge of the Forge of Spirits!"

Jiwen was also a little surprised, he didn't know what kind of changes the point of light that soul space fusion would bring to him, but now he knew the answer from Hetoth's words.

He inherited the power of the Forge, the power to strip the soul and infuse it with weapons.

Jiwen looked at the newly formed ripple sword in his hand, and then closed his eyes to feel the surging soul in the sword. The power of the Forge's Forges crept from Jiwen's body into the steel, allowing him to hear the screams of the soul in the sword at this moment.

It was the purple-eyed demon's vicious curse on himself. He hated himself immensely, because the demon's remnant had been in his body, and the demon had watched as he destroyed his twin brother, his mentor, his people, and the cause of the demons.

Hatred is the only thing the remnant remembers.

Since this sword inherited the Purple Eyed Demon's hatred for himself, how could he unleash the power of this sword?

He picked up the ripple sword and slashed lightly across the back of his left hand.

A wisp of blood stained the blade of the ripple sword, and the ripple sword that tasted the taste of its own blood trembled excitedly. Then, like the "moonlight" awakened by the night and the "fate" inspired by emotions, the sword diffused with a special light, and the flowing clouds mixed with black smoke and fiery red flames covered the entire right arm of Jiwen like armor.

If it weren't for the fact that the wound was too shallow, the black-red flowing clouds that gushed out would probably cover his whole body like the night in the Ten Thousand Beast Forest, condensing into a complete appearance.

As this change began, the torrent of spells transformed by the ripple sword began to pour into Jiwen's body in a steady stream, and then burned violently, Jiwen's body was as hot as the core of the furnace, faintly glowing with dark red light.

Jiwen looked at the changes in his body and said to himself in his heart: Is this the power of this sword?

It seems that this sword hostile to its master is longing for Jiwen to be injured, and the more Jiwen's body is broken, the more excited the soul in the ripple sword becomes, and the more powerful the power it unleashes.

It seems that the purple-eyed demon is destined to continue to haunt him.

Givenn smiled self-deprecatingly, then unleashed the power of the ripple sword, and pinned the sword to his waist.

Hetos, who watched from the sidelines, was completely mesmerized by the charm of the sword. The sword was perfect, even better than the moonlight he had ever made, and as the blacksmith who had wielded the hammer in the Temple of the Forge, he was so fascinated by the new work that he had forgotten that a moment earlier he had been nervously trying to find out the truth about the shattering of the Forge.

After Jiwen put away his sword, he suddenly came to his senses, and then grabbed Jiwen who was trying to leave.

"Is that the end?" said Hertos, looking dissatisfied.

"Of course. Is there something wrong?"

Hetos's expression suddenly became displeased, as a blacksmith, it was simply intolerable for him to miss that most important link.

"It's a legendary work, and you don't even give it a name!"

Givens was stunned, and finally understood what Hetos was thinking. So he picked up the sword again, looked at it carefully, and hesitated about what name to use with the corrugated sword. Naming is not Giving's forte, and the sword's properties are too eccentric to be as simple and pure as moonshine or fate.

"Demons, too vulgar. Burning, it seems, is too ordinary. Disturbing the Lord?...... Forget it. ”

While Givens was still thinking about it, Hetoth, who was more experienced in naming names, suddenly suggested.

"I think Burning Spirit is a good fit for it. ”

"Burning Spirit, Burning Soul...... Not bad. Givens agreed with Hetos's idea, and the name was fitting for the lightweight, one-handed sword.

"If you don't mind, can I help you engrave the name of the sword on the sword. ”

Hetos never took his eyes off the "Burning Spirit" and asked again. It was an honor for Hetos to be able to make his mark on such a work. Givens didn't pay that much attention, so he generously agreed to Hetos's request and handed him the "Burning Spirit".

Hetos held the sword in his hand as if it had been treasured, and then took Jivin to the studio. In front of those fiery magic furnaces, Hetoth carved the name of the sword on the body of the burning spirit with great seriousness and reverence.

But looking at the special characters carved by Hertos, Gilvin was a little surprised.

It's an ancient saying? That's the language used by the demons to rule the world.

But after thinking about it, Jiwen understood Hetos's subtle intentions, since the Burning Spirit contained a demon soul, then its name should also be remembered in the demon's words.

After carving the name, Hetos returned the sword to Given, but the moment Given's sword was taken, he was surprised to notice the difference between the sword and his fate.

Seeing the sudden change in Given's eyes, Hetos asked with some unpleasantness.

"Do you think my carving skills are not worthy of this sword?"

"Nope. Givens shook his head, then pulled out his fate, "That's what I care about. ”

Givens placed Fate and Burning Spirit side by side on the workbench, and at this time, Hetos also discovered the difference between the two swords. Although the specifications of the two swords are different, they are both entirely from the Forge, and the blades and hilts of both have similarities. But the two swords, which are so similar, have one biggest difference.

The surface of fate is inlaid with intricate patterns of night silver and magic crystals, and the blade of the Burning Spirit is extremely smooth.

Now both Hertos and Givens knew that the lines were similar to those of a crystal disk. Someone forged it with a crystal disc after it was forged by fate.

"It seems that my Burning Spirit is not yet finished. Givens sighed.

If someone could have inlaid a crystal disk on destiny 10,000 years ago, then he can do it now on Burning Spirit.

Although Hetos was confident in his own skills at handling steel, he considered himself inferior to a novice in making crystal disks. So he patted Given's shoulder.

"Jiwen, it looks like you're going to have to study those little iron plates. ”

Hetos knew that those ordinary crystal disks were not worthy of the Burning Spirit, and only the crystal disks like the Destiny Sword Body could be worthy of an artifact like the Burning Spirit.

Does it seem that the problem is back to fate?, Jiwen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The secret of fate is only half cracked now, and he now knows the origin of fate, but he has not yet figured out the mystery of the crystal disk on the sword of fate. It seems that if you want to inlay the crystal disk for the burning spirit, you can only wait for the day when the mage castle will find out the destiny crystal disk.

After making up his mind, Givens put away both swords and prepared to return to the mage castle.

However, when he said goodbye to Hetos, he found that Hetos was looking very strange at the moment. The Flame Giant touched his beard at the moment and stared meaningfully at Given's right hand.

Hetos grinned and demanded, "Given, I gave you a necklace before, so now you owe me a favor." ”

Faced with this request, Jiwen nodded calmly.

In that most critical moment in the soul space, it was Hetos's necklace that saved him and changed the outcome of that soul wrestling, and without Hetos necklace, he didn't know what the outcome of the battle with the spirit of forging gods would be. As a beneficiary, he really deserves something in return.

Seeing that Given's head was nodding, Hetos hurriedly said what he requested.

"Now that you've fused the Forge, you should know what I want in return. ”

For Hetos, he didn't care about the external objects around him, his palace already had everything he wanted, wealth, treasures, beautiful maids.

All he wants now is to be able to make works that will be remembered by the world.

"No problem, do you want me to help inject the soul now?" asked Given. Anyway, he hadn't tried the power of the furnace yet, and he wanted to experience that kind of divine power.

"No, not right now, I don't have anything ready for me to be satisfied with. Hetos replied proudly. As a smith with more experience than Given, he did not believe in Grant, or the craft of the Forge. He had to make a beautiful piece that matched his own, and then Given's soul would be poured into it.

"Oh, then I'll wait for your good news. Seeing that Hetos was not in a hurry to inject his soul, Givin decided to take his leave and leave.

"Just don't forget your promises. By the way, Blackstar is still with you, remember to help me collect a unique soul when you have time. ”

After obtaining Givin's promise, Hetos turned around and devoted himself to the production of the work. After all these years, that creative frenzy had returned to his body, and the Flame Giant was busy in the furnace, and he didn't even have time to say a word to Given. Givens didn't want to disturb Hetos' creation, so he quietly exited the door.

……

Leaving the palace in Hertos, Gilvin returned directly to the Mage's Castle. However, when he came to the Mage Fort, he found that there was something unusual about the Mage Fort today.

At this moment, the gates of the mage fortress were closed, and all the defensive giant weapons designed by Gilvin himself were pushed to the wall. Quintus the Birdman, Hel the Bronze-skinned, Harvey, the old goblin, and the stewards of Fort Mage, all made it to the top of the wall.

Their nervous gaze was all fixed on the open space outside the gate.

Now in the clearing, there are three strange visitors.