Grabbing the handle of the hammer, the green tendons of Hezhestus's arm rose, and the arm became thicker, and three flames crossed out from the thick arm, surging towards the hammer head in a spiral, and the red light wrapped the hammer in a full eye.

"What is this!" the big man's eyes widened, he didn't even notice that Hezhestus was picking up his precious iron.

Clamp the fine iron larger than a fist with an iron tong and place it on top of the anvil.

There was no need to heat the iron, Hezhestus just took the hammer and struck it.

Bang Bang Bang!

With each blow, a wisp of flame detached from the hammer and enveloped the fine iron.

The originally hard iron slowly became soft under the erosion of the scorching flames, and constantly changed its form under the blow again and again.

Bang Bang!

The rhythmic percussion sound slowly spreads and falls heavily on people's hearts, forming a beautiful movement with ups and downs and momentum like a rainbow.

With excitement, the surrounding pedestrians slowly gathered around.

They never imagined that striking iron could give them such a thrilling feeling.

More than the sonorous thud, the crowd was more curious about what weapon Hezhestus could build with a single piece of fine iron.

Tap, water, knock again.

Slowly, the irregular piece of fine iron turned into a sword body with a flat surface and a red glow.

Looking at Hezhestus's superb skills, the onlookers talked a lot.

"Master, this is a master!"

"A blind man can see that this is a master, you say a fart!"

"I just don't know what kind of weapon this is, it should be at the level of a dwarven master, right?"

"The weapons made by the dwarven master are as sharp as clay, how can this kid be as young as the dwarven master's forging skills? ”

At this time, a blonde old man wearing a white robe and embroidered with a spirit deer embroidered on his chest squeezed into the crowd under the escort of two entourages.

Looking at Hezhonstas, who was refining the weapon, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "It's so powerful, this forging method is unheard of, unseen, no matter what the price is, I want this sword!"

A voice came from the crowd: "Do you want it, Chief York, this is not the Storm King, and it is not your Elk Chamber of Commerce's turn to decide on good things." ”

A hint of anger appeared on York's face, and the servants around him immediately looked at the crowd: "Who is it, even the face of the Elk Chamber of Commerce dare not give it." ”

"What if I don't give it to you? Out of the crowd came a few mercenaries with red wolf heads embroidered on their chests and fierce faces.

The sturdy man at the head had a scar on his face, which ran from the center of his brow and ran through his left eye.

When the townspeople saw the fierce appearance of this group of mercenaries, they hurriedly retreated for fear of being contaminated with right and wrong.

"Director, it's these guys again!" the two servants looked at the scarred man with a look of jealousy, a little anger.

I think it shouldn't be the first time the two sides have been in contact.

"Don't be nervous, this is a town, not a mountain, they don't dare to mess around. York was comforting the two servants, but his palms were wet with sweat.

That's when it happened.

Once again, the fiery red blade was taken out of the cold water by Hezhestus, and a narrow red fox trotted from the tip of the sword to the hilt and disappeared.

"What is that? Sword Spirit?"

There is no sword spirit in this world, but the scene in front of them can only be described as a sword spirit.

York realizes that this time he has really picked up a treasure.

At this moment, Hezhestus's materials have been used up, and if he wants to continue forging, he can only use second-class mortal iron, in order to avoid the weapon downgrade, he immediately said: "I want this sword body, 20 gold coins!"

Hezhestus was taken aback by York's offer and looked at Hei in disbelief.

"Even if you buy it, can you take it with you?" Scarface said to York grimly.

"Director, forget it. Two servants persuaded him.

York shook his head and said softly: "If it's just a better weapon, we'll let it go, but I'm afraid that Isaac will hit this child's attention, you must know that the wolf mercenary group's favorite thing to do is to buy and sell without capital, if the wolf mercenary group controls this child, then they have a steady stream of sophisticated weapons." ”

"What's wrong with this kid?" said one of the servants, "we don't know him, so we can't quarrel with the wolf mercenary group over him!"

"You don't understand. York shook his head: "The young master cherishes his talents, if the young master knows that we don't care about this child because we are afraid of the other party, we won't be able to eat and walk around." ”

The two servants seemed to have thought of something, and immediately did not dare to say more.

"What are you muttering about?" Scarface, or Isaac in York's mouth, pulled out his broadsword and slammed it into the ground, "Old thing, believe it or not, I made it impossible for you to get out of this town of Bea." ”

York took Isaac's words as a deaf ear, didn't even look at the other party, walked straight to Hezhestus, and took out a money bag from his arms: "If you agree, these 20 gold coins are yours!"

Hezhestus was still in a state of shock, and when he saw the other party handing over the money bag, he subconsciously caught it.

It took a long time to react, open the money bag, and his eyes were golden, and at that moment, he couldn't even speak clearly: "This, so much, it's the first time I've seen so much money!"

"Not much, not much at all, not much compared to this sword body. Hepistus pulled a white cloth from his bosom and prepared to wrap the sword.

Who would have thought that the white cloth touched the blade of the sword and turned into two halves with a slight stroke.

"Good sword, good, good! Boss, give me the best sword gate you have here, I bought it. Hezhestus said loudly.

"Old thing! It seems that you are determined to fight against us! Isaac angrily led the people away.

Although the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group has a bad reputation outside, they can also distinguish the occasion, and with their small mercenary group, they have not yet the strength to provoke the kingdom.

The owner of the blacksmith shop immediately took out a solid wood sword gate from the chest under the shop and handed it to York.

Carefully placing the blade of the sword into the sword gate, York breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising his head, he looked at Hezhestus: "This sword is not finished yet, if it is convenient for you, I would like to invite you to Storm City, I will prepare the best refining materials for you, as long as you help me complete the hilt of this sword, I can pay you another 10 gold coins." ”

Stormwind, 10 gold.

Hezhestus was directly stunned, he was going to Stormwind City, but just by making a sword hilt, he was rewarded with 10 gold coins.

Pie in the sky?

Li Feng gently nudged Hezhonstus, and Hezhonstus hurriedly replied: "Okay, good, I'll be convenient at any time." ”

York looked back at the direction Isaac had left just now, and his gaze turned cold: "Then now!"