Before returning to the smithy, Dylan went to Stephen and told him about Prader. For Dylan's request, Stephen naturally agreed very readily, promising to go to the black city once a day in the future to slowly remove the "ten thousand intestines" toxins in Prad's body.

The imperial capital imposed a curfew, and no one was allowed on the streets after midnight, so Dylan was forced to take Oscar with him and use the "flash" to try to avoid the view of the patrolling guards.

When Dylan and the others returned to the smithy, it was already late at night, and Rick was still forging the high-level staff.

For such a rare opportunity to observe, how could Dylan miss it?

He stood beside Rick, carefully observing his every move, including every hammer drop, every tempering, Dylan held his breath and memorized all of them, not letting go of a single detail.

Rick once said to him that the most important thing in forging is to be meticulous, not in a hurry, many times, the material seems to have been smelted very well, in fact, there are many small flaws inside, if you are in a hurry, directly used to forge armor weapons, then it is likely to be on the battlefield, it will kill a soldier. So, meticulousness is quite important for forging.

At this time, Rick was already sweating profusely, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the Celestial Star Mica Staff that was about to take shape in front of him. Rick's eyes, reflected in the firelight, were extraordinarily bright.

Oscar was exhausted by this time, and Dylan asked him to go back to his room to rest, while he continued to watch carefully by Rick's side.

After more than a dozen forgings, the Celestial Star Micada Staff that Dylan needed was finally taking shape.

Rick carefully lifted the crudely finished staff onto the cutting board, then picked up a small hammer and tapped it lightly, causing countless debris to fall in a scurry.

A beautifully anomalous Celestial Mica Staff was complete.

I saw that this high-grade staff was about two meters long, and the whole body was crystal clear, and the carved lines on it were extremely gorgeous, and under the light of fire, it reflected colorful brilliance. At the top of the staff, in the center of the quadrangular outer ring, there is a vacant place for the Shadow Magic Stone.

Rick let out a long exhale, then turned his head to look at Dylan, "Alright, the main part of the staff is almost complete, and now it's up to you to make that high-grade Shadow Magic Stone." ”

Dylan took the staff and examined it carefully.

Dylan only felt that the staff was very light, not as heavy as he imagined, and it was still a little warm at this time, because it had just been baked. He tapped it lightly with his fingers, and the sound was crisp and pleasant.

Seeing that his apprentice couldn't put down the staff, Rick was naturally very happy in his heart: "With this high-level staff, it can be said that your strength will be greatly improved, not to mention that if you have the blessing of the high-grade shadow magic stone, then every time you release magic, you can save thirty percent of your magic power, and the casting time can also be greatly reduced." However, you must know that the staff is powerful, but after all, it is something outside the body, and the most important thing for you is your own strength! Don't rely too much on the blessings of external objects. ”

Dylan naturally understood this truth and nodded again and again.

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the blacksmith shop, and the man was wearing a black cloak, and his face was completely unclear, but Dylan knew that it was Prader's man who had arrived.

Dylan walked to the door, and the man didn't say a word, just handed a inky shadow stone to Dylan's hand. Dylan felt the magic power in the palm-sized magic stone, it was a very rich shadow energy, and it was indeed a high-grade shadow magic stone.

The man quickly disappeared into the darkness after delivering the thing, not saying a word the whole time.

"Dylan, you got this Shadow Stone from a guy named Prad?" asked Rick with a frown.

Seeing Dylan nod, Rick continued: "That guy was originally from the Warrior Corps, and I think he has already told you. Do you know why he left the Warrior Corps?"

Dylan shook his head this time: "He didn't tell me this. ”

Rick looked at the flames dancing in the furnace: "After the battle to destroy the dragon, the shadow mage was believed to be in collusion with the demon dragon in an attempt to use the power of the demon dragon to overthrow the rule of the empire. As a result, the Mage Guild issued a kill order to all Shadow Mages in the Empire. At that time, there were naturally many people who stood up against the decision of the Wizards Association, and Na Prad was one of them. ”

However, the Wizards' Guild did not retract its order because of this, and still wiped out all the shadow mages in the Empire. In a fit of rage, Naprad left the Warrior Corps and wandered into the Black City ever since. He also raised a group of dead men who did things for themselves, called the Silent One, and the one you just saw was one of them. ”

Dylan asked curiously, "Prad said that he has a very good connection in the Imperial Army, did he once have a high rank in the Warrior Corps?"

Rick said, "He used to be the commander of the Bear Warrior Regiment, do you think he has a high rank?"

Dylan was taken aback, he really didn't expect that Prad was once so brilliant that he was actually the leader of the warrior regiment, that is to say, his strength was at least above the berserker, equivalent to the level of the Grand Magus.

"It is because of this high status that he can now obtain many rare objects and more hidden information from the Imperial Army. Rick said, and took the Shadow Stone from Dylan's hand, "With this Shadow Stone, this high-level staff is truly complete." ”

When the high-grade Shadow Stone was embedded in the top of the staff, a wave of energy visible to the naked eye instantly filled the entire blacksmith shop.

The staff was surrounded by intense black energy fluctuations in an instant, and after a long time, the black color gradually dissipated.

Dylan held the Star Cloud Staff in his hand, feeling the exchange of magic between himself and the staff. This feeling was completely different from the feeling that the low-level staff brought him.

Low-level staffs don't have the feeling of being one with the staff, but high-level staffs do.

"Tomorrow you go to the barracks by yourself, and I won't see you off. Today, forging this magic staff took me a lot of energy, and I was a little tired, so I went to rest first. Rick said pretending to be angry.

And just as Rick was about to go upstairs, Dylan stood up and shouted, "Teacher!"

Rick looked back, looking at him with some confusion.

"Thank you!"

These are Dylan's most sincere words, and he is indeed very grateful to Rick as a teacher. In Dylan's opinion, everything Rick does is beyond the scope of a teacher, but more like an elder with blood relations.

"Stinky boy, behave well in the army, don't disgrace your Green family!" After saying this, Rick went upstairs.

The perseverance in Dylan's eyes was a little more than that, because he had another point of motivation, for the sake of his teacher, Rick Spirits!