"Ding Ding Ding Ding...... Dingding......dingding" a crisp tapping sound that echoes in one of the town's canyons.

In front of a huge furnace, a slender figure swung a hammer in his hand, striking a piece of red, high-temperature metal. The metal changed little by little under the blow of the hammer, gradually turning into the shape of a sword.

"Dingdingding......ding" The hammer in the hand of the slender figure suddenly began to accelerate, as if it had suddenly turned from a gentle breeze and drizzle to a violent storm.

The sword-shaped metal on the forging table was suspended in mid-air at some point, as if there was an invisible bracket underneath it.

The "Ding ———" hammer accelerated again, and all the hammer shadows that could still be vaguely seen turned into nothingness. The percussion sound was now connected, and it became a long note with no breaks.

The highest level of "Hammer Control and Capture" "Void Forging".

By continuously applying two or more opposing forces to the metal forging, the balance of the force is maintained, and the stable suspension of the metal is caused to be suspended in the air.

It is even possible to control the 360° rotation and flipping of the suspended forging without dead angles by fine-tuning the amount of force applied.

"Done!" The slender figure let out a loud shout, and a heavy hammer struck the bottom of the hilt.

"Hum~" The suspended sword vibrated at a high frequency, letting out a sword groan.

It's as if announcing its appearance to the whole world.

Then the sword shot out and flew into the extraction pool like a crescent moon not far away.

The slender figure turned around and raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead. It is the only blacksmith in the town - Ding Ding.

She made her way to the extraction pool, and with a swing of her snake's tail, she fished out the newly-minted sword from the extraction pool.

The wide sword body and thick sword jaw, except that the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers and plants are not engraved with the patterns around the body, it is exactly the same as the "sword in the stone" inserted in front of the castle of the sub-color knight.

"Sure enough, it's too bad." Ding Ding glanced at the sword in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

In terms of craftsmanship, Ding Ding imitated nine points by his own means. It's just that it can't be done perfectly, so it's inevitable to bring a touch of craftsmanship. But in terms of the forging materials and the final infusion, it was much worse. Especially the infusion, not even half of the original version has been reached.

Murphy: They're not blacksmiths. So for them, "Sword in the Stone", except for curiosity at the beginning, everyone tried it, and then they gradually ignored it. In the end, the "Sword in the Stone" is nothing more than an interesting ornament in front of the Ase castle in their eyes.

However, as a forger, Ding Ding was fascinated when he first saw the "Sword in the Stone". This fake and shoddy product made by Ao Liao is an out-and-out artifact in her eyes.

You must know that there are only two artifacts circulating in this world.

A "Staff of Tide" has always been in the hands of the Sea Clan.

After several turns, a "Trace Sword" flowed into the hands of the strongest "Teng Esun Kingdom" of the human race, and became a symbol of their royal power.

Legend has it that in an unknown town, there are two such shops open door to door. One is an alchemy shop that specializes in making magic staffs, and the other is a weapon shop that specializes in selling swords.

Originally, the consumer groups of these two companies did not conflict, and it stands to reason that they should be safe and sound.

However, the owner of the alchemy shop often runs to the door of the weapon shop and sells the warriors a charged staff that can shoot magic without the need for magic. And the owner of the weapon shop also developed a charged dagger that can stimulate sword qi without fighting energy, and ran to the door of the alchemy shop for anti-dumping. came and went, and the two bosses formed a grudge in this way.

The townspeople in the town can hear the two of them scolding each other across the street every day.

"You're retarded!"

"You're cheap!"

"You're super retarded!"

"You're a slut!"

……

Until one day, the owner of the weapons shop suddenly said to the owner of the alchemy shop: "It's not interesting for us to scold like this every day. Do you dare to compare with me, we will each make the most perfect work, and see if you are mentally retarded or I am cheap! ”

"It's better than whom, who's afraid of whom!" The owner of the alchemy shop responded without even thinking about it.

The owner of the alchemy shop went alone to the shore not far from the town and began to conceive the perfect work in his heart. Except for the owner of the weapon shop opposite, I am afraid that no one in the entire town knows that he is a water system magic saint, and he is also a top alchemist, the "Heavenly Refiner".

The owner of the weapons shop also entered the mountain behind the town. No one in the town knew that this seemingly unremarkable mountain could be a dormant volcano that could erupt at any moment. It's like no one knows if he's a sword master or a "master of the army", except for the owner of the alchemy shop.

The owner of the alchemy shop stood on the shore for seven days and seven nights, but he had no clue in his head. Just when he began to lose his mind, he was attracted by the tidal phenomenon in front of him. This time, it was another three days and three nights.

Suddenly he moved, and he pulled all sorts of materials and tools out of the space. Regardless of the time and place, it was just made by the sea.

Sunset and sunrise and sunset and sunrise later, and after two days, a perfect staff gradually took shape in the hands of the owner of the alchemy shop. As he embedded the last magic gem, a dark cloud crept over him.

A volley of lightning slashed down and went straight for the staff in his hand.

The artifact is born, and heaven and earth do not allow it. Lei Yun is punished by heaven and does not become a god.

The moment the lightning struck, the owner of the weapon shop in the mountains also had a sense.

"I didn't expect that I lost." The owner of the weapons shop looked at the sword that had been forged ninety-eight times in the lava and was still short of the last one, and he was really not sure that he would be able to attract the artifact calamity after the forging was completed.

"That's it, that's it." He ignored the sword that was still calcining in the lava, and hurried towards the beach without looking back.

"Staff-maker, what's wrong with you?" The weapon shopkeeper who rushed to the beach did not see the alchemy shopkeeper showing off the artifact to him. Instead, he was seen lying face down on the beach.

"Hawkers... Sword's... This time... Is it... Did I win? The alchemy shopkeeper opened his eyes with difficulty in the arms of the weapon shopkeeper, and he was originally a childish face, but now he looked like an old man who was about to die in his old age.

"! My work hasn't been finished yet, so why should I throw in the towel! Besides, I haven't seen your work either! Although he had admitted his defeat in his heart, the weapon shop owner did not.

Because he knows that if he admits it now, I'm afraid that this bad friend of mine will really turn a blind eye.

"My... Staff... By... Wave roll... Gone, so... In order to... No... To give... You watched. No... Pass... There is life... The year of can... System... Devise... A handle... Artifact, I... It's also counted... Die... And none... It's a pity. The alchemy shop owner said intermittently.

"It's a pity... No... See... To you... of the sword... , such as... Fruit... You can't... Build... A handful... Artifact... Come out... I... Will see... No... Up you... Target. After saying this, the alchemy shopkeeper tilted his head and was silent.

"The staff maker! The staff maker! Our contest isn't done yet, how can you die? Hold on to me! Wake up! Wake me up! The weapon shopkeeper shook the alchemist stiffly.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, don't... Other... Shake it. And also... Most importantly... One thing... Over the Artifact Tribulation... Target... Time... Million... Don't be in... Waterside... Water... Water... will conduct electricity...... "The alchemy shopkeeper tilted his head again. This time, no matter how much the weapon shop owner shook him, he didn't wake up again.

Of course, whether the alchemy shop owner was electrocuted or shaken to death by the weapon shop owner in the end, even the author does not know.

After burying the alchemy shopkeeper in grief, the weapon shopkeeper returned to the mountains. Looking at the sword that was still floating in the magma, I thought of my old friend's words: "Such as... Fruit... You can't... Build... A handful... Artifact... Come out... I... Will see... No... Up you... Target. ”

He snatched the sword out of the lava and thrashed it on the forge table.

The days of dumping and insulting each other with the alchemy shop owner came to my mind one by one, and I didn't realize that I was already in tears. Tears dripped down the forging sword, forming speckled tear stains.

As the weapon shopkeeper continued to forge and the tears on the sword continued to increase, a dark cloud unexpectedly gradually gathered in the scorching cave.

After the weapon shopkeeper's final hammer fell, a thunderbolt woke him up from his grief with a "click" in mid-air.

"It's you! You killed the Staffmaker! The weapon shopkeeper roared as he stared at the dark clouds in midair. He picked up the scarred sword and slashed a huge sword qi towards the dark clouds above his head.

The sword qi turned the dark clouds into two. But as soon as the sword qi passed, the dark clouds immediately merged into one, and there was no difference from before.

However, the owner of the weapon shop was like a demonic barrier, desperately slashing at the dark clouds. One after another, the sword qi sprinkled towards the dark clouds like no money.

"Whoosh, whoosh" The lava cave was filled with the sound of sword qi.

The clouds were crumbled into pieces and soon healed again. Instead, the stone wall above the lava cave was slashed down by the sword qi in large chunks, and the "poof, poof" fell into the lava pool below.

"Die!" The weapons shopkeeper shouted.

He poured all his fighting energy into the sword and threw it at the dark clouds.

The clouds seemed to be enraged by his actions, and a bolt of lightning slashed head-on at the sword. Although the lightning slowed down the sword greatly, the sword pierced through the dark clouds in one fell swoop.

Once the catastrophe passed, the dark clouds naturally dissipated. But in the eyes of the weapon shopkeeper, it was the sword he threw that killed the clouds.

"I've got my revenge, I've avenged you! Hahahaha, I'll avenge you! Do you see it! I have avenged you with the artifact I forged! Woowoowoo...... I've got my revenge......"

The weapon shopkeeper was so immersed in his emotions that he didn't notice that the sword had cut through the clouds and fell into the lava pool in an arc in the air, and he didn't notice the slight vibration beneath his feet.

"Boom, boom" The whole cavern began to shake, and only then did the weapon shop owner come to his senses. It's a pity that it's too late......

The stone wall that had been slashed off and the artifact that had finally fallen into the lava pool awakened the sleeping demon.

The last glance of the weapon shopkeeper before his death was only red.

The artifact staff was swept into the ocean by the waves and disappeared, and the artifact sword fell to the volcano eruption.

The two producers also died one after another.

Could it really be that the artifact was born, and heaven and earth did not tolerate it?