The oncoming heat wave hit the little ghost's face, and the sound was not so loud, it must have been the effect of the furnace being fully activated, and the copper hammer stood bare-chested by the furnace, holding an exaggerated and huge forging hammer.

"Come, stand next to me, and see how I built it, this is a baby, and I won't teach that bastard boy with red whiskers if he wants to. The old dwarf said, throwing a dragon tooth into the furnace, "This is the dragon tooth of a metal dragon in the Nether, and it has a noticeable effect on Nether creatures. ”

The little ghost nodded hurriedly, indicating that he had adjusted his state.

The dragon's teeth came into contact with the extremely hot flames in the furnace, showing some signs of softening and melting.

"The bones of the metal dragon's whole body can be melted, as long as there is enough temperature, the metal that this dragon tooth should correspond to is the abyss magic iron, which has an obvious effect on the abyssal creatures and the hell creatures, and the dragon clan is undoubtedly the king even in hell, and several layers of hell lords are dragons. The old dwarf explained to the little ghost, not at all the arrogant jokes when drinking, like a meticulous pedant.

After about ten minutes, the dragon tooth completely melted into liquid, and the flowing surface shimmered with a purple-black metallic sheen.

"Look, it's melting, throw another one in at this time, the flames spawned by the arcane core are hot enough to melt all metal. Well... That's it!" said the old dwarf, picking up a dragon tooth and throwing it in, the flames instantly dyed green.

"If you say this color... It's supposed to be copper, but that's okay, at this high temperature the metals will melt together and intertwine into a tight alloy. The old dwarf looked at it and continued to explain to the little ghost, who stood aside and carefully memorized the knowledge in his mind.

It took about another twenty minutes for the new dragon's teeth to completely melt into the furnace, blending with the liquid demonic iron.

"Look, they're intertwined, you try to throw these dragon teeth in turn, and when they're completely intertwined with the previous one, throw the next one. The old dwarf excitedly patted the little ghost on the back and told him to do it himself.

The little ghost nodded, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the old dwarf.

"Wait, there seems to be a tooth of the Oso Demon Golden Dragon here, and this one is thrown ...... Forget it, let's do it in my order, it will achieve the best results. The old dwarf picked out twenty-four dragon teeth and put the rest back in the box, "Leave some stock for little Nathan, haha." ”

One by one, the little ghost put the dragon's teeth into the furnace, and by the time they were completely melted, about eight hours had passed, and his stomach was protesting again, as if all the food he had dried up in the morning had been digested.

"Then just wait, and when they're completely fused together, you'll spit out a mouthful of blood and brand the knife fetus. The old dwarf shouted excitedly, "This kind of scene is rare, and the warhammer in the hand of Vina's little girl is just the core of an earth elemental lord. ”

"Are you hungry? I happen to be a little hungry too, have you ever eaten the meat of the red dragon?" Copper Hammer heard the protesting cry of the little ghost's stomach, laughed and patted the little ghost's shoulder, the little ghost couldn't resist, sat on the ground, and was quickly picked up by the panicked old dwarf.

"Hey, where's Nathan's little bastard?" the old dwarf yelled out the door, calling Nathan's name, and Marsh and Redbeard were smiling and flushing.

"Junior, what do you command?" said Nathan opened the door with a red face, obviously he didn't like the title.

"These are unused dragon teeth, you take them back, I remember that I still have a share of 200 catties of dragon meat this month? Roast 100 catties and burn them with fire. The old dwarf pointed to the little ghost in the house, and then to himself, "This little fellow and I, the old fellow, are hungry. ”

Nathan's face was full of black lines, he had just experienced the terrifying appetite of the little ghost in the morning, and remembered the appetite of the old dwarf in front of him, gritting his teeth, "Your Excellency, with all due respect, a hundred catties of dragon meat may not be enough for the two of you, that little guy ate all the potatoes in the kitchen alone in the morning... I also ate two legs of lamb..."

The old dwarf glared, "He ate it all alone?" When he received Nathan's affirmative response, he opened his mouth wide and was a little speechless, "Then two hundred catties are roasted, plus two barrels of spirits." He pondered for a moment, "Add two more calves, and get all the bones out, the entrails and the meat." Let my gray-skinned distant relatives do it. ”

He is talking about the gray dwarves, and the craftsmanship of the gray dwarves can be said to be the first in Isère, whether it is winemaking or cooking, it can be said that decay is magical.

"The younger generation understands, these... It should be about the same," Nathan called the two servants and ordered them to go down. The two servants respectfully withdrew.

"Are you really so good at eating, killing all the potatoes and two lamb legs in the entire kitchen?Hammer of Thor, aren't you really a hungry abyssal dragon?" the old dwarf returned to the workshop, staring at the little ghost.

The little ghost was staring inside by the furnace, not knowing what he was thinking, when he suddenly heard the old dwarf's voice and looked back, "Yes, I did eat it alone... What's going on?"

"Don't you choke?" said the old dwarf's eyes widened, even he couldn't eat so many potatoes, and it would be uncomfortable to eat too much of the same food.

"So what the hell does it feel like to choke?" the little ghost wondered a little as Nathan had mentioned this in the morning.

"Forget it, you are ready to prepare, I will invite you to eat dragon meat in a while, I remember that there are still two hundred catties of high-grade red dragon meat in my quota this month, and a few tosses in the hands of the gray dwarf cook are simply a delicacy in the world. ”

The little ghost had already heard of the gray dwarf's cooking skills, and when he heard the old dwarf say this, he was naturally a little hungry. It's just that... I think 200 catties of food is a bit less.

The little ghost walked out of the workshop, and Gagir waited outside for a long time, smiling when he saw the little ghost, but it was still the same flat expression that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"This is for you, after eating in a while, when the old copper hammer creates a knife tire, you need to release your magic on the side, this item can make your magic last longer, if you run out of power, I will apply mana recovery to you. Gagir handed out a ring with a brilliant arcane core embedded in it, shaking the little ghost a little distracted.

The little ghost put on the ring, and felt as if there was a surge of magic in it, similar to the way he felt the magic from the arcane magic well, but with a little surging life breath, it was obviously the handiwork of the wild elf demigod in front of him.

"This is a portable arcane core I developed, which can restore mana to the priest, but the cost is too expensive, and I haven't overcome this difficulty yet, and the magic in it is a drop in the bucket for me, so I'll leave it to you. Gagir explained to the little ghost with a slight smile on his cold and handsome face.

"The ghost thanked the teacher. The little ghost thanked him, he understood how precious the ring was, and took the two requests of the wild elves a little more seriously.

"No thanks. Gagir reverted to his succinct appearance as a wild elf wise man, and said nothing, but looked at the little ghost with a deep gaze.

"Ahem... Let's go to the restaurant, what's going on there, isn't the furnace going to wait a while before we can continue to use it?"

"Well, that's right, you lead the way!" said the old dwarf, thinking for a moment.

Nathan led the way, and soon the four of them entered a separate private room.

The four of them sat around the table and waited for the food.

The air suddenly became very quiet, and the wild elf stared at Nathan with his cold, deep gray eyes, and Nathan couldn't help but shiver at it.

"I'll withdraw first, two seniors, I'll leave it to you, little guy. Nathan knew what the wild elves meant, and took the initiative to get up and leave.

"Don't, take two bites and then go!" The irascible Copper Hammer was a little dissatisfied, thinking that Nathan was a little arrogant and arrogant, and he didn't even pay attention to himself.

The wild elf poked him fiercely, but found that the old dwarf's body was like steel, and reluctantly applied a stone skin technique and a bear force technique to his fingers. This made the old dwarf feel that someone was poking him.

The brass hammer looked back and saw that Gagil was hinting at something, and the old dwarf was not stupid, and nodded knowingly. "Then you can take some meat and go, don't go hungry," the old dwarf said arrogantly, completely forgetting that Nathan was the third son of Bates, and it was not difficult to eat a piece of dragon meat.

Nathan shook his head, "Still no, thank you Copper Hammer senior, you two just take care of this little guy, otherwise Brian will have to play with me." ”

Nathan turned to leave, leaving only the three of them staring wide-eyed, sitting in their seats waiting for the food to arrive.

"That's... I..."The little ghost was a little uncomfortable with being alone with the two elders, and when he was a child, his father and the green ghost often left him to talk, which made him uncomfortable, and it was the same now.

"Haha, little one, you don't have to be so nervous. Brass Hammer laughed boldly, and the rough voice shook the table.

"About this knife... That's what I thought," Gagill had been silent since the beginning of the moment, and then he spoke.

"Its quality will be the same as your rank, and it will grow as you grow, so its future will go... It's about you..."Gagil's long, powerful fingers tapped on the table with a dull sound, and he seemed to hesitate for something.

If Brian were here, he would have noticed that the rhythm of Gagil's banging on the table was similar to that of his father, Meyer.

"So... About your future... What do you think?" Gagir withdrew his hand, his fingers crossed, and stared at the little ghost like a ruthless old hot politician.

"I... I'm going to... Study here for a while... The ghosts don't know how to do magic..."The little ghost staggered to his thoughts, still not quite used to the way Gagil looked at people.

"I'll have some druid spells, druid... In fact, it's a special kind of bloodline warlock... And you have a part of the flower elf blood in your veins... There is still a lack of research at this stage... Can't tell... Half of the druid's spells are bouncing on the body..."Gagill muttered for a moment, his slow, powerful voice revealing the coldness of the Ice Giant's core.

"Hmm, I'd like to try your druid spells... But... My sword skills..."The little ghost is happy to learn spells, and the ghost clan is obviously deficient in this area, and no one has succeeded.

"If there is no other way on this continent than you ghost clans... The best sword technique should be the only..."Gagir looked a little hesitant, obviously not wanting to name the forbidden race.

"No, they can't, they'll teach the bad guys!" Hammer had been listening, and from Gagir's words, he knew what race he was talking about, and hurriedly shouted loudly. "Every drop of blood of every person in that race is full of sin. ”

"But their ghost clan powerhouses are all lost... Now there are only some bronze and silver juniors who are left behind... Doesn't help the future of the little one. Gagill stared at the old dwarf, of course he had thought about it, but there was really nothing he could do.

"And do you know how to use the sword?Isel's strongest Demon Sword Martial Saint has died under Aslan's iron horse, and now I can only think of them. Gagir said flatly, although his words were firm, but there was a hint of helplessness.

"But! They—" Hammer cried anxiously, as if he was about to say something, but suddenly a stream of servants came in with dishes and chopsticks, apparently the meal had already been prepared.

"Hmm... What do they mean...?" the little ghost listened to for a long time, and wondered.

"Forget it... Let's do this first, eat first" Gagir interrupted the anxious voice of the copper hammer and said slowly...