When Fang Yu stepped forward, the phantoms of the Casting Hall and Kapka behind him all fell apart and shattered.

It was only when he pushed the door out that he saw a slight flash of white light in front of him, and the cold iron and steel claws he had built with his own hands, the pride of the Lone King, appeared in front of him again. The legendary glove was dark and covered in razor-sharp scales, and it was now suspended in the void, far more chilling than it had been under the lights.

Fang Yu couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He hadn't thought he would be able to take it with him, but now it seemed like it was the reward for passing through the seventh red door. This was an unexpected joy, Fang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows - although the inspiration for the pride of the lonely king came from himself, but the valuable materials used on it came from the world behind the door - if he wanted to prepare it himself, he didn't know how long it would take to get it together.

He stepped forward and removed his gloves.

The Pride of the Lone King was originally built by him, and no one knew this legendary magic artifact better than him.

Fang Yu inserted his hand into the glove, and the palm and five fingers merged with the crystal on the inside of the glove, and each scale of the cold iron glove was retracted and covered his forearm, and a strange feeling responded—like a cold wind, the king of the ancient monarch once again staggered past him.

He looked up and looked around, but there didn't seem to be any difference around him.

Because it was not real, but the will of the legendary equipment, but the moment he put on the gloves, Fang Yu immediately felt that the aether magic was repulsing and moving away from him. And he raised his head, and at the same time raised his hand and shook it gently, the black and heavy dragon claws were slightly retracted in his hand.

And at the same moment—

A circle of ripples that cannot be seen is rippling from the etheric world.

This is one of the main attributes of the Pride of the Lone King, magic repulsion.

It resembles an ancient, lonely king, or like an unruly magical attribute of the Chilled Iron that rejects all positive and negative magical effects inflicted by others - as long as it is not permanent or semi-permanent, it cannot be applied to its wearer.

Unless the effect comes from within.

And not every piece of legendary equipment has legendary attributes, just like the dawn given to Alyssa by Fang Yuan, it is just a little more gorgeous.

But the legendary attribute must be related to the legendary inspiration. When the inspiration of solitude coincides with the idea of the designer, this attribute naturally emerges in this pair of gloves.

Therefore, the magic rejection of the pride of the lonely king was actually not intentional on the part of Fang Yu.

It's the king of solitude, as it should be.

Fang Yu looked at the attributes on this glove, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, with this glove, he really became a lonely person - because of the magic exclusion regulations, the wearer can no longer get any buffs from others - this is just like the description of the pride of the lonely king:

'The Lonely King, don't be left behind-'

It's just a powerful negative effect, but it also brings a powerful benefit, because magic repels immunity not only for positive effects, but also for negative effects, which is almost equivalent to immunity to all controls at his level.

Of course, the Pride of the Lone King was only a pair of legendary gloves of level seventeen after all, and Fang Yu knew very well that his repulsive ability must have a limit - but it would not be level twenty, nor would it be level thirty, and it might even be above level thirty-five.

However, whether it is level 35 or level 40, this glove is enough for him to protect himself in most situations in the First World, without worrying about the plots of others. As long as you don't meet a big guy like Odin and them, you can basically walk sideways.

At the same time, it also has a fixed modifier that has a 50% chance of ignoring shields.

This is a common attribute of all these types of equipment, so this pair of gloves made of cold iron is also a killer for wizards. Fang Plover could have said this to his fellow magicians, elementals, naturalists, and even alchemists—if I punch down, you might die.

What's more, the Pride of the Lone King itself has not been low, reaching the level of white attack that a magic guide of this level should have, which is several times higher than his original control gloves.

This is legendary equipment after all.

Then the dodge sensor and the enemy aircraft are the first.

This is the skill combination that Fang Yu chose himself - the former is a passive ability, which will allow the user to greatly reduce the consumption of evasion value and balance value when passively dodging, so it can also be said to increase the evasion ability in disguise.

He chose this skill mainly to match his 'Voice of the Stars' ability and the silver pocket watch given to him by the ship's officer.

After all, both of these are abilities and equipment related to dodging.

And defeating the enemy first, it is a strengthened ability to hit. It has a duration of about six seconds when activated, and for that duration, it provides an ability similar to the Swordsman's 'Sword Reading', thus achieving the effect of being the first to reach the enemy.

This is also one of the few tips that Fang Plover envied the most after fighting Odin.

However, 'Reading the Sword' is an advanced skill of the Swordsman, and it is unlikely that he will invest as much skill and experience in the role of Swordsman, so the 'Defeat the Enemy' is really just a cheap substitute to weigh it down - it lasts for a shorter time and is less effective.

And the cost of acquisition is correspondingly lower.

These two skill plug-in groups are quite practical skill plug-ins, but they are not common in the Construct Lord, but appear more often in the Supreme route. However, Fang Yu has now learned more and more miscellaneous anyway, and has gone farther and farther on the road of miscellaneous and unrefined, so he no longer cares about these small details.

These two skill plug-in groups were chosen by himself, so he had a good idea in his heart. On the other hand, the 470-point block value on the Pride of the Lone King was completely knocked out by luck, probably because of a certain design configuration or this material.

However, the 470-point block value is also quite a high attribute compared to the reinforced gloves. Blocking one or two hits under the attacks of an opponent of the same level was completely sufficient, and with some of the block points provided by the 'Silver Fire' glove that the Queen of Hades had given him, Fang Yu could now say that he was no longer as brittle as a piece of paper.

Although his self-made magic furnace still has no shield attributes, it has a block in front and a dodge in the back, which can also be said to be a double cultivation party.

Placed between ordinary supreme beings of the same level, this attribute is completely reasonable.

Fang Yu carefully examined the legendary gloves before nodding in satisfaction.

He put away the 'Magic Gimbal' that he had replaced, but he didn't plan to throw it away casually - after all, this was the glove that Luo Yu gave him, and this glove accompanied him all the way from Dorifin and Fenris Island, and experienced countless dangers, and now although it is no longer enough, it is at least commemorative.

Then Fang Plover raised his head—theoretically, after passing through the faintly glowing door in front of him, there should be a path to the Eternal Courtyard behind him. In the two months he had been in this world, he had walked this road for an unknown number of times, and he thought he was already familiar with this place.

But this time, after passing through the light gate, he found that he had not come to the resting place he had imagined.

The back of the door was empty.

It's just that the emptiness here is not like the empty hall before, nor is it an empty square, but an endless white world.

Fang Yu looked around a little dazedly, only to see that there was no limit in all directions, and the white horizon stretched to the end of the field of vision. Other than that, there was nothing behind the door, not even the stereotyped, neutral chime sounding again.

There was only one person in the room, the tower keeper waiting in front.

Anlother stood alone in the middle of this white wilderness.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look back, he remembered that the other party was still following him, why did he suddenly go to the front? But looking back, the glowing door had already been gradually closed behind him, and finally disappeared into invisibility.

Naturally, the same scenery is behind you, with endless white fields.

Fang Yu turned his head at this time, but no matter what the world behind the door saw, it was not enough to surprise him. He just thought to himself, could this be the eighth level? But what will be the test of this place?

From the basic to the four branches of the battle craftsman, from the goblin to the test of calculation power, to the production of the magic guide, the essence of the alchemist, he really can't think of what will be after the eighth level?

It's just that Fang Yu waited for a long time, except for the tower keeper standing quietly in that place, looking at the white space like him.

No more hints -

And Fang Yu looked around, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. Tower Keeper, what is this?"

"This was supposed to be the last pass in the Hall of a Thousand Doors."

"Originally?"

"Because the artifact's heart has been damaged, it's what it is now."

"Artifact Heart?"

"As you can see, the Hall of a Thousand Gates is the effect of an artifact," the tower keeper said, looking at the place silently, "it is here, everything you see is a part of it, it is one of the masterpieces of the Noumerin Elves, the result of their exploration of the mysteries of time and space—"

Fang Yu was not surprised by this answer.

He looked up at the vast space—in fact, far away from the Hall of a Thousand Doors, he already had a hidden guess in his mind. Time and space, that is the realm of the gods, and apart from the gods, only artifacts can cause such effects.

"I guess," replied Fang Yuan, "it's not just here, isn't it?" ”

He had wanted to ask this question, the Hall of a Thousand Gates was certainly not limited to Kaulin-Ishurian, it was so important to alchemists that countries would definitely fight for a place to enter.

Although in the domestic division, there are not many alchemists who can enter this door, and they may not be able to find a suitable one in a year. But looking at the world, it is not necessarily, Europe and the Americas are all traditional powerhouses.

In particular, the profession of combat craftsman is particularly popular in Europe and the United States, and it is no accident that the king of ashes, FOX, has reached the top.

But he had never heard of a competition for access to the Hall of a Thousand Gates, a battle with a guild, which only showed that the competition here was not as fierce as he imagined.

The tower keeper listened to his question and only nodded slightly. "This artifact of time and space connects the towers of trials everywhere in this world...... The Tower of the Winter Solstice is in Osu, the Tower of Autumn Twilight is in Rotao, the Tower of Spring Dawn is in the Hill of the Giant Tree, and here, it is the Tower of the End of Summer. ”

He looked at Fang Yuan: "Every tower has a tower keeper, and I am the tower keeper here." ”

Fang Yu looked at this vast white field and was silent for a while.

Then he asked, "So this trial is over, Mr. Tower Keeper?" ”

The fact that there were only more than 800 doors in the Hall of a Thousand Doors didn't make Fang Yu too strange. As Odin had said to him, a thousand doors were just an imaginary number, and no one knew how many doors there were.

However, when Fang Plover arrived, he probably realized that he might have set a record - he didn't know where Loofah and the others had gone. But if someone had been here before, Odin's answer at that time might not be so ambiguous, but would have given him a definite answer.

This is where the Hall of a Thousand Gates ends.

Fang Yu still had some pity in his heart for a while.

Although he stayed longer and longer in the world behind the gate, almost every level from the third level onwards would keep him longer - except for the fact that the elves made the test of that level be passed by Miss Tata in a more unusual way, this pattern was almost never broken.

At the last level, he was even more one card for two months, although it was only two months in this world, but the time outside, presumably it would not tend to stop - after all, it should be several weeks past.

Fang Yu vaguely estimated, plus the time consumed by the previous six doors, it should have been almost a month outside. He thought that Odin and other bigwigs would not wait for him in Nevard for a month, and no matter how idle the electors were, it was impossible to waste a month somewhere for no reason.

Not to mention these top electors.

Fang Yu thought to himself that these great gods might have left a few weeks ago.

In this case, he was not in a hurry to leave anyway, and he had already walked to this place, and he always wanted to take a look at the scenery behind. Although Fang Yu knew that this final level might be difficult, and that he might not even be able to pass it himself—whether it was a Summoner or an alchemist, he had to climb higher peaks after all.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be standing still under the back of the predecessors?

Even though he knew that he was still just a newcomer, and it was not enough to talk about the experience and knowledge he had mastered, he had to try it to know the gap.

The huge gap may make some people feel intimidated or even staggered, but for Fang Yuan, it may only become his goal and motivation to move forward.

But Ann Lother listened to him, and turned back to look at him quietly with silver eyes.

"You want to give up?"

"Not really, but ......"

An Lother calmly interrupted him: "When you walk to this place, you can be regarded as passing the test of the Hall of a Thousand Gates, because as for the last level, even I have not been able to witness it with my own eyes, after all, it is only a product of legend." ”

"But you've passed the previous level," he continued, "and after witnessing the nature of alchemy, won't you be curious about it?" ”

"Curious?"

Fang Yu was slightly stunned.

He did feel that way in his heart.

The moment he forged the 'Pride of the Lone King', a realization suddenly arose in his heart - this is the path pursued by alchemists - the path of creators.

They did not create something out of nothing, but forged in their hands the light of civilization belonging to this era, and Aitaria was driven by generations of alchemists to get to where it is today. But what exactly is creation:

Is it the legendary magic wizard in his hands?

Or Ed and Hain-Plumm transforming an era's magic furnace and various colored crystals.

What is the truth that alchemists seek?

These propositions may be too far away for a visitor from another world like him, but at the moment when he forged the 'Pride of the Lonely King', he did feel a full sense of accomplishment. This sense of accomplishment is even far better than his step-by-step improvement in combat craftsmanship.

The Combat Craftsman may be able to glorify the Chosen for a while.

But the alchemists left behind a creation that will be remembered for centuries to come.

An Lother didn't know what Fang Yu was thinking—but he didn't actually intend to know, so he just turned around completely and asked, "Have you created other legendary works?" ”

Fang Yu nodded, if the dawn was also counted.

"I guess you didn't use legendary inspiration that time." Ann Lother replied.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned. Yes, he didn't use any legendary inspiration when he helped Alyssa make the dagger—and even then, he didn't know what legendary inspiration was. Seeing his expression, Anlother knew the answer, and then asked:

"And do you have any other legendary inspirations?"

Fang Yu nodded again.

He did have another inspiration, from the fragments of the dragon-slaying sword.

"Then why did you choose such an inspiration," Anlother smiled slightly—Fang Yu was stunned, this was about the only time he had seen this elf smile, and whether it was handsome or beautiful, it was enough to make people look good, "let me guess," he said, "not on a whim, is it?" ”

Fang Yu was completely stunned, he didn't understand how the other party guessed.

In fact, the reason why he chose the inspiration of loneliness was not casual. Rather, he found that he had received no response from another inspiration.

"Inspiration is graded," replied Ann Lotser, "in fact, in the time of Noumerin, it was the basic knowledge of craftsmen, how to use and get inspiration. But then this knowledge gradually lost its inheritance, do you know why? ”

Fang Yu shook his head.

How would he have known, Miss Tata hadn't told him.

Only then did An Luoser raise his hand, and under Fang Yuan's gaze, a piece of silvery-white metal appeared in his hand. It was Mithril, which Fang Owl recognized at a moment—and in Aitalia, an alchemist couldn't make something out of nothing, and he couldn't turn a stone into gold, so it could only have been teleported.

He has seen many similar tricks in the world behind this door, so he is no longer surprised.

But what the tower keeper wanted to show him was obviously not this. Seeing that Ann Lother didn't make any extra moves, and before he even closed his eyes and sank into the craftsman's system like the Chosen One, the Mithril quickly changed shape in his hand.

In the end, it turned into an ordinary long sword from the outside.

The sword looked like nothing more than the usual mass-produced goods in the blacksmiths outside, and for a few dozen Riesel, you could see and take it from any blacksmith shop in Aitalia.

Even its name is two words that are no more ordinary: long sword.

In Fang Yuan's cognition, this is a tabula rasa weapon, which abounds and can be seen everywhere. But what stunned him was a parenthesis after the two words of the long sword, and the content in the parentheses was:

Magician, Gear Level, S+

Fang Yu couldn't help but open his mouth wide, because in this world, there can be such a line of description, and it can only be one kind of thing—a legendary creation. But how could a legendary creation simply be called a 'longsword' without any special name?

And this sword is not legendary at all by any means. It's similar to his 'Dawn', if there is anything about this sword that is legendary, it's about its absolute legend level on paper.

Whether it's attacks, additional stat values, or skill plug-ins.

But—

Before Fang Yu was shocked, he saw that the long sword continued to change in the hands of the tower guards, it would turn into a battle axe, and then into a dagger, and after two or three changes, it would completely turn into a piece of fly ash due to the damage to the structure point.

Anlother covered her palm, letting the silver dust fall from his palm.

And Fang Plover has already been petrified on the side.

Because every time the sword changes, whether it becomes a tomahawk or a dagger, it has a fixed attribute - that is, it is still a legendary weapon.

But what Fang Yu can be sure of is that Legendary Inspiration will never be used on the same piece of equipment so repeatedly, and it will be forged from one piece of Legendary Equipment to another Legendary Equipment repeatedly. It's not just a matter of craftsman proficiency, it's about the foundational laws of this world.

To put it simply, it is not allowed.

An Lother then raised her head and asked him, "Isn't it strange?" ”

Fang Yu nodded like pounding garlic.

"Actually, it's not a big deal," replied Ann Lotser, "that's why that ancient genre was lost, because the craftsmen of Noumerin discovered that legendary forging didn't necessarily need legendary inspiration. So finding legendary inspiration has become a dispensable thing. ”

Fang Yu was taken aback by these words, and he didn't need legendary inspiration to forge legendary equipment.

How does this contradict his perception?

But Anlother was indifferent and only asked, "Strange?" ”

Fang Yu nodded again.

The tower keeper shook his head, "I asked you if you didn't use legendary inspiration when you made your first legendary creation, do you remember how you answered me?" ”

Fang Yu was stunned.

While this was the case, he had never considered it from this perspective, so why would a craftsman not consume legendary inspiration when casting a legendary item for the first time? Seeing his contemplative appearance, Anlother knew that he had grasped the trick of it, and said:

"You can't understand it, it's actually normal. Because there are not many people who really understand, I'm just giving you an example, but it's almost impossible for you to really do it. ”

"Why?" Fang Yu asked subconsciously.

"Because you're too low-level." Ann Lother said lightly.

Fang Yu was speechless for a while.

He had imagined all sorts of answers, but he didn't expect them to be so true—yes, what could be more convincing than being too low? But fortunately, he is not too stupid, and when he hears the meaning of this tower keeper, of course the other party will not have no purpose with him.

Sure enough, Anlother continued: "So, you think you know enough about the profession of craftsman? He shook his head: "Actually, far from it, you have just made a start." ”

He looked up at the white field and replied, "So you've come to this place, but you've only come to a starting point. ”

Then the tower keeper lowered his head, looked at Fang Yu and asked, "So now I ask you, do you want to know more about the nature of the profession of alchemist?" ”

Fang Yu had long been attracted by the other party's description, and couldn't help but nod subconsciously.

"Very well," said Ann Lother, "although no one knows what the final test of this Hall of Thousand Gates will be, since you have arrived at this place, you are at least qualified to accept my test." ”

He paused for a moment before he said, "But my test is a little different from the test of the Hall of a Thousand Gates, not so much a test, but to impart some relevant knowledge from the time of Noumerin - this knowledge may not be suitable for you, but whether it is suitable or not, I will only give you one chance." ”

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't expect that after passing the assessment of the Hall of a Thousand Doors, there would be such a big gift.

After the Star Gate, it is not an easy matter to learn knowledge from the strange people of the aborigines. And judging from the ability that An Luoser showed before, the other party is on the way to the alchemist, and he definitely doesn't know where to go.

The scene where the other party casually forged the legendary thing before still left a deep shock in his heart until now.

He couldn't help but blurt out, "Mr. Tower Keeper, are you really going to teach me your alchemy?" ”

"You want to learn my alchemy?" Anlother shook his head: "Unfortunately, of course not, because no one can learn the alchemy of others, and even more so between you and me. Can mortals learn the alchemy of the Numerin Elves? Can a wizard learn dragon magic? ”

He shook his head again: "They can't do it, because different people have different understandings of ether and alchemy. And there is a world of difference between mortals and elves, and dragons, and what dragons and Noumerin elves can do, mortals almost certainly can't do. Therefore, in his life, what a person can learn and perfect can only be his own alchemy, understand? ”

Fang Yu nodded as if he didn't understand.

However, he couldn't help but speak: "But since mortals can't learn the alchemy of the Numerin Elves, how does Mr. Tower Keeper plan to teach me the alchemy of the Numerin era?" ”

"That's your business," replied Ann Lotser, "and what I have taught you is not knowledge and experience, but skill. ”

"Tricks?"

"Yes," the former nodded, "I will teach you ten techniques, all from the time of the Noumerin Elves, each of which lasts for a month, but if you fail once, the teaching will end there." ”

"Wait a minute."

Fang Yu suddenly felt a little unconscious.

Each technique needs to be taught for a month, for a total of 10 techniques.

So the question is, how long is he going to stay here?

……