Chapter 427: Trapping God
Sure enough, when Orn officially started refining, Lu Yang found that the techniques he used were completely different.
To be precise, it's the complete opposite.
In the previous time he had refined with the gods, Orn had forged a very small sword and then enlarged it to the right size little by little.
However, this time, Orn first refined a huge flying sword, and then shrunk it little by little.
Opposite.
Whatever the method, the first step is definitely to pick the materials.
I don't know if it's because of the difference between the blood card and the gods, or the change in method, the materials used by Orn have also changed a lot.
The most obvious feature: less.
Last time, Orn used a total of more than 3,600 materials, but this time it was not even one percent, that is, thirty-six. Moreover, this time there are less than thirty-six materials, and none of them were used last time.
Except for the most special material that must be used to refine the flying sword-Lu Yang's blood.
After three days of rest, Lu Yang's body that had finally recovered entered a state of blood loss for a long time again.
In addition, the amount of blood drawn is also the opposite of before, and it is the time when the blood is used at the beginning.
On the day he started refining, Lu Yang directly lost most of the blood in his body, almost endangering his life.
But you can't avoid these troubles by preparing in advance.
For some reason, as long as it was left for more than five minutes, the spirit seed that was unique to Lu Yang's blood would begin to disappear until it completely dissipated and lost its effect after ten minutes.
It is this reason that led to the tragedy that Lu Yang had to smoke at any time.
Because the main material is a red card, its property is blood.
From the first day of refining, Lu Yang and the others have not deviated from this theme.
The entire furnace township was flooded with blood, and the strong smell of blood exceeded that of the slaughterhouse dozens of times, and a breath was like being poured with thick blood from two noses, and the smell of irritation rushed straight to my mind.
By the time the red card was fully refined, the smell of blood reached its peak.
Cards the size of playing cards were refined into an ocean of blood-like liquid.
If Orn hadn't been prepared, the entire furnace country would have been submerged.
In the subsequent refining, Orn abandoned the furnace and directly used the furnace as the furnace, and wrapped the sea of blood with a sea of fire.
It was a very spectacular picture.
Above the heads of the two of them, a blood-red ocean was constantly flowing, and the crimson flames weaved into a net, wrapping it up, looking like a sea of blood hanging upside down in the sky, constantly burning.
In the end, the sea of blood in the sky turned into a blood-colored long sword more than two hundred meters high.
Even with Orn's height, it was a gigantic sword.
However, despite its large size, Orn's casting level is as good as ever, whether it is a light weight or a light weight.
Looking through the blood-colored sword, there is no flaw to be found, and every detail is perfect and shocking.
It doesn't look like it's artificial, it's natural.
The blood-colored sword body, like an excellent red crystal, bloomed with a strange and beautiful color.
At this point, the first stage of refining is completed.
Whether the overall design is successful or not is also a foregone conclusion at this moment, and there is no opportunity for revision.
The last defeat was actually doomed from the time Orn forged the most basic ultra-small flying sword.
After that, there is a long process of "undressing", and the size of the blood-colored sword is reduced by various means such as forging and smelting.
However, this process is not about removing impurities or anything like that, in fact, every piece of material used by Orn is vital and free of any impurities. Moreover, while the size of the blood-colored longsword was reduced, it did not lose its mass.
In other words, the part that disappeared did not really disappear, but was compressed into the remaining part.
Compared with "getting dressed", "undressing" is another shock, and the difficulty of the latter is actually higher than the former.
Every time the volume of the blood-colored sword becomes smaller, the next time you want to shrink, the difficulty will be two steps higher.
The further back he went, the more complicated and difficult Aoun's work became, but on the contrary, Lu Yang's task became easier and easier.
I don't know if it didn't work last time, or Orn was very confident, this time he directly exempted Lu Yang from the work of supervision, and only arranged the task of bloodletting for him.
And as the size of the Scarlet Sword decreased, less and less blood was needed.
Lu Yang changed from the image of a dry corpse to the form of a patient, and finally even recovered to his original state.
In the end, after half a year, almost three times as much as the last time, Orn finally completed this refining.
In the end, what was left was a blood-colored small sword the size of Lu Yang's palm.
The blood-colored sword is a very rich blood-red color throughout its body, delicate and beautiful, but it exudes a strong and dangerous aura.
Unlike the last time, which had undergone an obvious breakthrough process, the growth of the Scarlet Sword seemed to come naturally, and as it continued to get smaller, the aura had been steadily increasing.
Until now, although I couldn't perceive the obvious sword intent, it was not that the sword intent was weak, but that it was hidden, hidden in the strong smell of blood.
Even Lu Yang, if he was close at the moment, he would have a feeling of blood boiling, as if a knife was stirring in his veins.
……
In the same pool, Orn and Lu Yang stood in the same position.
The blood-colored sword floated in the air automatically, and powerful fluctuations spread out in all directions with its center.
"Take it out." The corners of Orn's bearded mouth had a hint of an unnoticed smile.
Lu Yang nodded slightly, his mind moved, and a hole seemed to open in the sky above his head, and red blood trickled out of the crack.
This is the mutant blood that gave birth to the red card, and Orn is going to use it for the final step, a special quenching.
In fact, this step is not the same as quenching, but it looks somewhat similar, so let's call it that.
The mutated blood pooled into a puddle, and before Lu Yang and Orn could make any moves, the blood-colored little sword automatically flew down.
Quietly, there was no movement, and there seemed to be no change, only Orn, the creator, and Lu Yang, the future master, could feel it, and it gradually made up for the last trace of defects, revealing a taste of perfection.
A few minutes later, Lu Yang stretched out his hand, and the palm-sized blood-colored small sword turned into a red streamer and flew in, staying in his palm.
One thing is the same as last time, because it uses Lu Yang's blood, it doesn't need to be refined, and it has already recognized him as the master by nature.
Feeling the intimate and strange consciousness in his mind, without Orn's introduction, Lu Yang understood that this refining was successful!
"From now on, you will be called the Trap Sword."
Lu Yang chuckled softly.