Chapter 11: Sword Forging
Everyone lying on the door heard this cry and fell from the door, almost falling to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
They all turned their heads to look at the owner of the voice who claimed to be the owner of the shop.
It's a standard yodeler, and, moreover, a woman.
No, a girl, to be exact.
No, it could even be said that it was a Lori.
Gray-blue skin is a very beautiful complexion for yodelers.
The soft hair on the head has two exaggerated ponytails tied at the back of the head, and the two pointed ears that stick out of the soft hair are the most obvious signs of the yodelers.
The reason why she can be called a Lori is because of the small tiger teeth that show out of the corners of her mouth, and with her cute face, she is really cute.
But it's such a cute little Lori, but she's wearing a military uniform.
She wore a very formal warrior armor, holding a small shield over her shoulder in her right hand and a sledgehammer twice her height in her left hand.
It's such a cute and mighty little Lori, but when the group of people who peeked on the door saw her, they were very scared.
A yodeler scratched his head in embarrassment and said embarrassedly, "Oh, that, Bobby, you're back, when did you come back?" ā
"What are you doing on my doorstep?"
Poppy didn't eat him, went straight through the crowd, walked to the door and said, "What's going on in my house?" ā
"That, that's nothing, you can see for yourself."
Bobby looked at the group of people around him with disdain, pushed open the door of his house, and was about to walk in, but he immediately killed him. Immediately turned around and scolded the crowd who wanted to take this opportunity to take a look: "What are you doing? Itchy skin? Do you want me to beat me with a holy hammer? ā
An explosive cry erupted from Bobby's weak body, and the crowd gathered around the door immediately dispersed as birds and beasts.
"Really!"
Poppy tightened the shield behind her and stepped inside.
As soon as she entered, Poppy's hair fluttered in the heat waves, and her purple-red eyes reflected the continuously red hearth. She was angry and said, "Dad, you haven't had a stove for many years, why do you suddenly remember to work again?" ā
"Bobby? You're back? Come and see, here is a sword forged by the Sun Clan, haha, such a sword is worthy of my Broglang's shot! ā
"Oh, is it? Let me take a look! ā
Bobby, who had the same keen interest in casting as his father, immediately put down his shield and hammer and walked over to the stove.
Poppy caught a glimpse of Galen and Po shaking the winch. Interestingly, he said, "New guy? Yes, you dare to ask humans to help you blow the wind, it seems that the employer of this sword has given you a lot of deposit. ā
"The automatic blower system has been useless for too long, it is broken, and I am too lazy to repair it."
Galen and Xiaobao, who were working the side, almost fell on the winch when they heard Bobby's words, and as soon as their hands slowed down, Broglang on the other side shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up." The stove that finally burned red, but don't get cold! ā
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Galen and Xiaobao looked at each other. It seems that Broglan has forgotten that they are employers, and the two of them have no strength to explain anything at this time, and their bodies are already shaking the winch in the mechanical department.
"Such a big fire hasn't burned the sword body red, it seems that it was really forged by the Lieyang Clan."
"You still can't lie to you, the lines on it. I knew it as soon as I saw it. ā
"Then why don't you add silver phosphorus powder, if you don't add it, it won't be popular if you burn it for a hundred years!"
"Uh, yes, patronizing and drinking. I forgot. ā
Two bangs!
It was the sound of Galen and Po on the winch.
Bobby glanced at Broglan angrily, took out a small jar from the inner room, grabbed one from it, and sprinkled it on the sword of the heavy sword.
The silver-white powder stained the hot sword body and turned into a blue flame, like a ball of blue liquid, which instantly crawled all over the sword body.
This silver phosphorus powder is the secret smelting elixir of the Broglang family!
After a while, the entire heavy sword sprinkled with silver phosphorus powder lit up with colorful streamers, and the dark sword body began to turn red.
Burst!
Broglang sprayed another sip of wine on the sword, and when the wine met the fire, it instantly ignited a fierce flame.
"It's almost time to go." Broglang looked at the color of the sword and said.
"Well, such a good sword can be broken like this, it seems that the strength of the owner of this sword is definitely not very good."
Poppy looked at the heavy sword and sneered: "However, if you can hurt this sword like this, the weapon that has been against it should not be of bad material, Dad, the person who fights against the owner of this sword must not be small." ā
Galen listened to Bobby's words, and was powerless to refute, and fell headlong on the winch again.
"Whatever, see the sword forged by the Burning Sun Clan, and it can hammer two hammers, this is something that Lao Tzu can't ask for, you hurry up and get the holy hammer."
Broglang threw away the hammer in his hand, moved his muscles, and said loudly: "At such a high temperature, other hammers are estimated to be soft." ā
"Here you go!"
"What are you doing for me?"
"Aren't you going to temper?"
"I'm so old, and you still want me to do it? What should I do if I flash my waist? ā
"Then you go away, I'll do it myself."
Poppy, armed with a sledgehammer, stood on the stove, turned his head and asked, "Where?" ā
"Two-three-three-three, nine-five-two-seven."
When!
As soon as the number of the Broglan newspaper fell, the huge hammer in Poppy's hand slammed down, and the sound of the giant hammer smashing into the dark red sword body and splashing sparks like fireworks instantly illuminated the entire blacksmith shop.
Here, the Poppy sledgehammer kept falling, so fast and powerful that it even made the handle of the entire sledgehammer look a little bent.
Brogland, on the other hand, was drinking wine while staring at the sword and lazily reporting a string of numbers, it seemed that the numbers he reported corresponded to a certain position on the sword.
Moreover, seeing that they are so fast, their father and daughter are not less cooperative.
"Bobby, you are becoming more and more proficient in using this holy hammer, if you find that hero in the future, you are willing to give him the holy hammer?"
Poppy hammered down hard, and said angrily: "I wish I could find it soon, I will run to Demacia every day in the future!" ā
"When are you going to go over this time?"
"Look again, there are still some things that I need to help with at the MIA, and I'll go over when I'm done."
"Hey, hey, hey, you missed two inches, seven, five, four, make up two hammers."
"Got it, don't be idle, add iron and water!"
"It's coming, it's coming."
Poppy's father and daughter worked together with great skill, and the heavy sword was flipped back and forth by Broggrand on the hearth, while Poppy's hammer never stopped, constantly sharpening the heavy sword.
"The last hammer!"
"Call it a day!"
Broglan shouted with a laugh, and at the same time, with the pliers in his hand, he caught the heavy sword in the pool next to it and threw it in.
Yikes! Yikes! Yikes!
The calm pool, after throwing the heavy sword, immediately boiled, and the steam instantly filled the entire blacksmith shop.
Brogland took the heavy sword out of the water, looked at the re-forged heavy sword with satisfaction, and shouted loudly, "It's done!" (To be continued.) )