The hammer was the most nervous person in the entire ironworks, after all, it was a lost skill, although there were copper plate drawings and those translated words, but he also had no bottom in his heart.

The blast furnace was ready, and the bottom layer of the blast furnace was covered with a layer of grease-soaked firewood, and on top of the firewood was a thick layer of charcoal, which was fired from the finest hardwoods.

The charcoal was topped with smashed iron ore. Large chunks of iron ore are smashed into even small pieces, mixed with charcoal, and waiting for the furnace to be ignited.

Of course, there is definitely dead wood essence in these ores, which is the key to the whole process.

Daydream stood beside Drift Fire and explained to him in detail.

"When the ore is crushed into small pieces and mixed with charcoal, it is burned at high temperatures to form molten iron, and after two hours of burning, all the iron in the ore melts..."

"At this time, the residue in the molten iron will settle down, and there it is, the slag outlet. The residue flows out, and the molten iron flows out from the outlet above..."

"Around the blast furnace, those six huge blowers, each of which requires two people to shake, and that's how the air in the blast furnace is blown in..."

"When it is formed, the molten iron is poured into the abrasives that have already been made, both weapons and armor. Of course, these preliminarily formed irons still need to be forged at a later stage, and the small furnaces and blacksmiths around are useful. Eventually, the equipment will take shape in their hands..."

"There are not many abrasives for casting armor weapons today, most of them are iron ingot abrasives, let's store the iron first, and then use it at any time..."

While daydreaming about the situation to the flowing fire, the hammer finally completed the ritual of worshipping the god of fire. The grease-soaked firewood was finally ignited.

When the flames were strong enough, the hammer closed all the small doors in the blast furnace and ordered the blower to start blowing the air with its life.

A miracle actually happened at this time, when the inside of the blast furnace began to burn, the magic weapon outside the blast furnace actually lit up.

Not only the magic weapon is lit up, but even the lines composed of those complex grooves are lit up.

These strange lines, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and the order of flickering is different, and from a distance, the changing light is combining into a variety of complex images, which are constantly changing and never stopping.

Mortals have seen such miracles there, and even the Awakened have been blown away by their eyes.

Hammer was already on his knees, muttering to himself and not knowing what to mutter.

Yang Fan's excited eyes flushed, and he grabbed Zuo Panyu's arm tightly and said.

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. This refining is definitely a treasure..."

Zuo Panyu didn't even bother to clip him, and said in his heart, do you still need to talk nonsense?

The light of the magic weapon is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of change is getting faster and faster, and in the end, no one can see the pattern, but it feels that the entire blast furnace is white, and the entire iron factory is snow-white.

At this time, there was no longer anyone standing next to the blast furnace, and the intense heat made everyone breathless. The strong men who blow the wind have changed three batches, and no one can hold out here for a quarter of an hour.

In desperation, the Freemasons rushed forward, and the awakened sacrificed magic weapons to resist the boiling heat, desperately shaking the machine.

"Iron hammer, the blast furnace needs to be changed, the blower is too close, it must be closed...", the flow of fire shouted at him in the distance.

The hammer was almost baked now, and his eyebrows and hair were scorched, but he refused to stay half a step away from the blast furnace. In the end, Liuhuo was afraid that he would faint, so he quickly sent someone to drag him back.

"You wait quietly, it's up to God now, you can't do anything if you come over..."

It took a group of people a long time to settle the hammer.

In the long two hours, the members of the Tongmasons had already rotated twice, and even the flowing fire had gone up to blow the wind.

Eventually, the flickering white light began to fade, and the heat outside the blast furnace became less scorching. At this time, the hammer knew that the molten iron was about to be burned.

"Hurry up and put the abrasives and prepare to open the furnace..."

When the light on the blast furnace became dimmer and dimmer until it was extinguished, the hammer hooked open the furnace door, and the red molten iron finally poured out.

The fiery red liquid flows in the diversion groove and is poured into one abrasive tool after another. At the same time, the slag outlet was opened, and the residue of the ore flowed out along with a small amount of molten iron.

It took a quarter of an hour for the molten iron to be poured, and all that was left was to wait for it to cool.

How did time pass so slowly, everyone was anxiously waiting, eager to open the mold immediately and see the true face of the treasure inside.

After another half an hour, a grinding box was finally opened, which was a sandbox for casting shields, and at least 10 iron shields could be produced by pouring molten iron once.

When the sand was swept away, everyone gasped.

What is this, why is it so dark?

I've never seen a freshly cast piece of iron, but the blacksmiths here have experience. The freshly cast iron should be silvery-white, and only after a long time of storage will it appear black or rusty?

Why is this furnace black as soon as it is cooled?

The hammer was also a little surprised, it was the first time he had seen such a strange iron object.

"Hurry up and send it to build, I'll see something else..."

The shield was sent to the surrounding blacksmith to be processed, and the hammer opened a sandbox with a row of long swords. Unsurprisingly, the longsword is also black.

One sandbox after another was opened, and whether it was weapons, shields, or armor, it was all fucking black, pitch black.

At this time, there was also a shouting in the blacksmith's shop.

"Look, my lords, it's black in there..."

It turned out that a blacksmith put his sword on a grinding stone to see what was going on after the blade was opened, but no matter how he sharpened it, the iron sword was always black.

At this time, everyone understood that the iron smelted by this strange blast furnace was black.

"Zuo Panyu. Grab the shield, prepare for defense..."Flowfire suddenly shouted and jumped into the clearing.

Zuo Panyu picked up a rough iron shield and ran to the clearing, making a defensive posture. Flowing Fire didn't hesitate, and there were two instantaneous ice arrows and fireballs in his hand.

After the spell, the Iron Shield was unharmed.

"How do you feel?"

"There was only an impact, no cold or burning sensation..."

Flowing Fire was very excited, he knew there was a door, this thing did have a door.

It seems that the low-level spells can't help this shield, so I'll try to change to the high-level spells. Thinking of this, Flowing Fire's eyes closed slightly, and after meditating for a moment, a fire dragon rushed out of his hand and swooped down on the shield.

The current Liuhuo is no longer the rookie in the Hundred Flowers Society, and his combat power of up to 115 makes him almost comparable to the elites of the inner gate.

At the Hundred Flowers Meeting, if the flowing fire summoned such a fire dragon, I am afraid that the red dragon would not even be able to fight, and would directly admit defeat.

Zuo Panyu behind the shield personally felt the power of the fire dragon, and the spurting flames were like a waterfall rushing down from a cliff, and the huge impact made him retreat uncontrollably.

It was just a small round shield, mainly the standard equipment of cavalry or spearmen, and the defensive area was not large. Although it blocked the main body of the fire dragon, the surrounding high temperature flames could not stop it. Zuo Panyu held on for a while, but he couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only throw away the round shield and jump out of the battlefield

Everyone gathered in front of the round shield to take a closer look, and found that except for some traces of smoke and dust on the edge of the round shield, everything else was safe and sound.

"Panyu, how did you feel at that time..."

"The adult's fire dragon technique is really powerful, and the round shield can block some of it, but there is still a lot of heat penetrating it. However, I feel that the main reason is that this shield is too small, and if it is replaced with a giant shield that guards the city, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to resist the fire dragon of adults."

Liuhuo thought for a moment and said, "All the awakened people gather, start testing this batch of equipment in pairs, and let's gather information at night."

With the order of the Flowing Fire being issued, this clearing was soon busy, the brilliance of countless magic weapons lit up, and various types of spells were cast.

When all kinds of information were gathered that night, Liuhuo was completely relieved, this strange black iron was really a treasure.

"Breaking magic... I don't know what magic is now? It's actually a spell that we cast, maybe the ancients used the word magic to describe it."

"It's amazing, this equipment basically has a good defensive effect against all instantaneous low-level spells. Whether it's the cold of the ice system, or the scorching heat of the fire system, or even the pain of the gold system, it has a good defense effect..."

"Yes, he can contain or weaken any damage caused by Yuan Qi, but the effect of his defense against physical attacks is not obvious, and it is no different from ordinary armor..."

"It's not just the protective power, these black long swords can actually cut through the defensive shield of the Yuan Qi Illusion, it seems that these black iron are born to be the nemesis of spells."

"I tried it just now, everyone can use these equipment, even ordinary soldiers can be protected, with these equipment, it is estimated that low-level awakened people will not be able to help us"

"Don't be too optimistic, these equipment have obvious effects on low-level spells, but high-level spells are not good, like the fire dragon that the adult just cast, it would be good if these equipment could withstand half of the power"

"What's more, the Awakened are good at some ingenious spells, such as wood poison, vines, traps, etc., how can these spells be defended?"

The messy argument lasted all night, but Flowing Fire was not angry, he knew that his brothers were excited, but in fact he himself could no longer control his emotions, and he stroked a long sword in his hand as if he were his lover.

In the end, it was still the flow of fire that controlled the scene, "Everyone don't fight, this is a new piece of equipment, and a new set of tactics must be used to match him in order to exert his power..."

"Chengjun, you have been silent all night, I guess you must have some thoughts in your heart, you better tell everyone"

Cheng Jun, who had been thinking all night, looked at everyone, and poured a basin of cold water on everyone as soon as he opened his mouth.