Chapter 298: Hook Away
In the open space behind the Goliath gap, the lively crowd of onlookers surrounded the circular field in the middle three times.
Lord Lord and Jawaharlal Nehru were standing on either side of the circular field, ready to test the power of the Windmill Orichalcum weapon.
When Nehru first heard that he was going to test his sword, he almost fainted from fright. But now, it doesn't seem to be in the literal sense of the word, and I'm a little calmer.
"Unleash the fireball spell at me. Richard snapped his finger at the kobold shaman.
This is not the first time this kind of strange request, Nehru has some experience. Familiarly, he summoned a fireball and threw it straight at the faint king's face.
If he could, he would have liked his fireball to do a miracle, but unfortunately he couldn't.
The lord just stood motionless with his sword in his hand, as if he was standing as lonely as the top of the Forbidden City, and he was too addicted to pretending to be cool. It wasn't until the fireball flew to his side that he made a move.
The elemental structure of a spell has its own integrity, and generally speaking, cutting with a weapon can only bring one result, and that is violent martyrdom. It's like cutting a balloon with a knife, no matter how you try to change your tricks, you will inevitably make a "bang" at the end.
But Richard's sword went down, but it had the miraculous effect of drawing the knife and cutting off the water.
Nehru's fireball split in half along a crack in the middle, and the left and right Lao Yan separated, each flying in one direction, turning into a roll of flames, and finally disappearing.
The onlookers suddenly erupted in a violent cheer among the soldiers of the High Mountain Castle - although everyone didn't see what was going on, it was probably right to shout first anyway.
"Is this the Annihilation?" the lord whistled.
The blade of the sword slashes through the fireball with a very crisp feel, like a quick knife cutting through a watermelon, rather than an ethereal element.
Nehru was even more dumbfounded, he never imagined that the witchcraft he was so proud of would be cracked like this.
"Look at the blade. Chief Setos, who was sitting taller than everyone else at the outermost stage, hurriedly reminded him.
Needless to say, Richard had already noticed.
A thin layer of red light flickered on the blade of the sword, like a ruby under the light of the light, and it was clear that the barely reasonable elemental fluctuations were gradually decaying with the passage of time.
"What is this?"
"The so-called annihilation is achieved by hooking the element, and this is the fire element it has just hooked. The Iron Giant sat on the ground and didn't move, reaching out to the canopy next to him and breaking a branch down, "As for the specific effect, you can try it." ”
Richard gently rested the blade of his sword on the branch, and there was a "sizzle" sound. Raising the sword, the originally tender green bark had been burned black, and a puff of green smoke went straight up to the green darkness.
"Vozh. Richard probably understood why Setos didn't think he needed to enchant anymore.
"This sword can actually absorb the elemental power of the opponent!" said Okamako, in awe.
"That's right, you can see the effect of hooking away the fire element, it will bring scorching heat. Chief Setos said, "The wind element is light and swift, and the earth element is as heavy as a mountain. ”
"What if it's water?" Richard thought about the four basic elements, and it seemed that one of them was missing.
"Low temperature, the absorption of water will cause a low temperature that is diametrically opposed to the fire element. Chief Setos blew his nose and shook his hand with a "snap".
"The specific effect depends on the quality of the spell being broken. He smiled and said, "But your subordinates are not very good at spellcasting, although they can only hook off a small part of the elements, but it is outrageous that they can't even light the branches." ”
"If he's of a high level, can I let him cast a spell directly on me?" said the lord with disdain.
"It's also ......"
"Ben Jue announced that this will be my royal sword from now on, and it is also called Dragon Slaying. Richard happily hung the sword on his belt, "The only pity is that it is not sharp enough." ”
"In fact, how can such a hard material not be sharp if it is properly ground. Blowing hair and breaking hair is only the most basic, let alone cutting iron like mud. Chief Setos sat up straight suddenly, "Even if the Queen Spider accidentally gets such a large piece of good material, she definitely doesn't know how to polish it." ”
"It's really bad if this sword is like this, please continue to polish it and improve the quality to a big level. ”
"Chief, how can I hear you have something to say? Richard gradually came back to his senses.
This guy just said that only the top giants are qualified to process wind-milled albacus, so if this "insider" doesn't refer to himself, can he still be a stupid troll at present?
"I can help you polish it. The Iron Giant pointed to himself.
"Are you that good?" the alarm bell in Richard's heart had been pulled to the fullest.
"After all, the process is very laborious, so I have to pay for it. Setos had a big and simple smile on his face, "You don't need to pay anything extra, just give me the ground powder." ”
"You're dreaming!" the lord almost jumped on the spot.
The original process of the Dragon Slaying Sword was indeed rough, and if it was to be finely sharpened, it was conservatively estimated that the powder that came down could make a few more divine weapons. I want to take this treasure from his hands, unless I step on the corpse.
"Tell me, what's the use of you asking for this?"
"Why is it useless?" Chief Setos was stunned after a plan that had been brewing for a long time, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, and his voice was as passionate as thunder, "Our Iron King is the best blacksmith among the giants, and who else is qualified to handle this material than me!"
"Wouldn't it be better to be sober!" Richard saw that he was definitely a blacksmith with an occupational disease, and instinctively wanted to scratch when he saw something good.
In the Alpine Fort Blacksmith Workshop, the more skilled the craftsman, the more he has this problem. Or conversely, without this problem, it is difficult to improve the craft to a high level.
"Even if you were given a ton of wind-milled albacum, what would you be able to make now?"
"Alas......", Setos smacked his lips and sighed dejectedly, "too." ”
There are no material conditions for forging in the twilight forest, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, which is the dilemma faced by the iron giants.
Although Richard could send everything he needed through the passage on the other side, he tried to get a door-slammer to contribute, so that the Iron Giant would have more reason to ignore his wind-milled alcumber...... You don't have to think about it to know that it's pure pipe dreaming.
"Give me the sword, and help you get back to the day job, a few months should be enough. ”
"After a while. Richard shook his head, "I still have to go to the spider queen to trouble, that woman is very powerful, I am afraid of losing if I don't take advantage of the guy." ”
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar. There were many people present who had seen the scene where the spider queen was killed by her own lord's neck.
"Isn't the Queen of Spiders dead?" Vera was the first to ask everyone's thoughts.
"I've always suspected that maybe it's not that simple. Richard shook his head, "Elizabeth may not be dead yet. ”
"But how do you know?"
"Look me in the eye. Richard stared into the other's eyes, and the distance grew closer.
It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, so in his windows, there seems to be a faint purple mist rolling up and disappearing, slightly evil but like a dream bubble, endless mysterious.
"Pretty ...... It's pretty good. Vera hung her head.
"......" Lord Lord's face suddenly looked like he had eaten.