Blood dripped down, and the altar that towered like a mountain had been completely soaked with Muria's blood, and all the spirit patterns had turned the color of Muria's blood, and the Eternal Yan on the ninth layer of the altar had also turned a faint gold,

While the legendary metal in the flame is constantly melting, it is also slowly undergoing wonderful changes, blooming with brilliant spiritual light, shrinking one by one, as if it has life and breathing. *Say, "Dream", "Small", .com

"That's enough!" Muria looked pale at the Eternal Yan in front of him, whose color and aura had changed by his blood, there was not a single scar on his body, and under his feet, nineteen golden dazzling soul rings slowly rotated.

"Almost. ”

"When I go out, I'll ask the other Titans about their weapon-forging process. Muria said hatefully, "If it's different from me, when I become a legend, I will definitely come back and smash you." ”

Don't ask him why he hates the Void Spirit so much, whoever he has forbidden more than twenty "Ling Chi" in a short period of time will go crazy. Muria didn't know how she was going to survive.

"Hey, who made your healing ability so strong, every time you opened so many wounds, it almost healed before much blood was shed. Hephaestus said teasingly.

"Can I be blamed for this!" Muria tugged at the corners of her mouth, is it still a fault to be physically strong?

"By the way, young Titan, if you want to dismantle me, the strength of the legend is not enough, only the epic Titans have this kind of strength. You're not far from it. ”

"Qi, I'll be epic. ”

"Oh, then I'm looking forward to it. Now, visualize in your mind what the weapon you want to forge will look like. ”

With Hephaestus' voice, the blood-stained golden altar shone brightly, and Muria felt it, and the altar had a faint connection with herself.

"At this time......" Muria frowned slightly, but still according to what the Void Spirit said, he built the appearance of the weapons he wanted in his heart one after another.

"You...... It's a lot of fun. While Muria was contemplating, Hephaestus seemed to spy on the weapon he had visualized.

"These weapons are good, but, Bow! As a Titan, you actually use this kind of weapon?"

"What's wrong with the bow?" Muriyah snorted, in the myths and legends of his previous life, there was a fierce man known to women and children. He used a large bow to shoot nine sons of the Emperor one after another.

"You don't have a bow with it, but you can't forge a bow with legendary metal alone. ”

"I know. Muria took out a bundle of "ropes" that exuded a tyrannical and ferocious aura from the spatial ring, "Materials, I have prepared them a long time ago." ”

"The tendons of the nine-headed dragon are still legendary high-level, tsk, you must have stolen your parents' collection, otherwise, you are a soul-level little titan, where can you get this kind of thing. ”

"What's your business!" Muria turned dark and raised the translucent snake tendon in her hand, "You tell me how you are going to help me wind my longbow?"

"Throw it in!"

"You're kidding, it's tendons, not metal. ”

"Throw it in!" Hephaestus repeated, with an unquestionable tone, "I have been in charge of the Armor Casting Hall for 300,000 years, and I know better than you how to forge weapons!"

At this point, what else could Muria say, and he threw the tendons in his hands into the Eternal Flame.

The flames flickered, and Muria's fearful picture did not appear, and in the flames, the snake tendons showed no signs of being damaged, but like legendary metal, they radiated a new life, producing a wonderful change.

"I'm going to start, young Titan, keep your eyes open and don't miss a single detail. ”

As soon as the Void Spirit's words fell, Muria felt the altar under his feet shake slightly, no, no, no, it wasn't the altar that was shaking, but the Forge Hall was shaking, or, more alarmingly, the metal floating land where the Forge Hall was located.

And with this shock, a change that Muria could not perceive occurred, Muria didn't know what the Forge Hall had activated, but it definitely turned on some incredible function.

Because, the streamer waterfall pouring towards the Eternal Trace Yan directly became a thick pillar of light, and the vast energy like an ocean poured into the Eternal Yan, and the fluctuations emitted made Muria's body throb, and this thick pillar of light was still slowly expanding.

However, even with such a terrifying influx of energy, Eternal Yan was still as ordered, without missing a single thing, and its appearance did not change much, except that the frequency of swaying slightly increased.

"Well, there are other changes!" Muria looked at the pale golden Eternal Yan, raised his eyebrows, and he saw that among the flames, one by one, mysterious runes that exuded an ancient and vast aura appeared, with a kind of majesty that looked down on all beings, and then, these runes, one after another, were imprinted on the legendary metal in the molten state.

"This is ......" Muria's golden eyes stared intently, carefully identifying the runes, trying to figure out what they were, "the oldest text, the ancient gods. ”

This is the text created by the ancient gods born with the world, and each character represents a law, containing great power, from which the words of all the races of Erathia and their respective runes have evolved.

But this kind of writing, Muria did not learn, because it was too difficult. It's not something that a little titan of his age should be exposed to at all, this is the text used by the gods and epics to communicate (pretend) and flow (fork), which is not suitable for him at this stage.

As for the four ancient divine texts left by Michael on the thick Shining Sun Golden War Book some time ago, they were just in vain, and the Blazing Sky Maiden did not learn the essence, but even so, it made Muria surprised and admired.

"Don't get distracted. A shout rang in Muria's ears, drawing his attention to the Eternal Yan in front of him.

Muria stared intently, and in the flames, the molten legendary metals began to merge together according to the types, thundering purple gold, hurricane blue gold, and sunburst gold...... The previously scattered pieces of legendary metal began to coalesce, and Muria watched quietly as it all happened.

All the legendary metals are fused together according to the type, and in the process, ancient gods are constantly condensed and surfaced in the flames, and then imprinted on the legendary metals.

The legendary metal inscribed with one ancient inscription after another underwent an even more bizarre change, and aura erupted from each piece of metal that fused together, obscuring its original appearance.

Muria could no longer see the appearance of the legendary metal, and in his eyes, he could only see the "little suns" of different colors blooming with brilliant spiritual light rising and falling in the eternal sun.

Muria couldn't see it, but he could feel a faint connection to the metals in the flames, and he could sense their presence as if the legendary metals had become a part of him.

However, this connection is too obscure, and Muria has no control over what these metals do. (If you have to describe it, these legendary metals are like normal people's arms have been broken to Muria.) ）

"It's time to forge troops!"

Under Muria's gaze, each "little sun" is divided into parts of different sizes, and then fused together...... Is there a better metal in the world than legendary metal?

Needless to say, of course, there is such metal.

What is it?

The answer is simple, it's a Legendary Composite Metal made from two or more Legendary metals fused together. But the premise is that you have to master the recipe of this legendary alloy, not how you want to blend it.

...... Muria watched as more than a dozen legendary metals fused together in a ratio he didn't understand, and then began to slowly stretch into an extension in the pale golden Eternal Trace.

When the two familiar crescent blades appeared at one end, Muria knew what kind of weapon was the first weapon to form.

"Fang Tian Painting Halberd!"