Under Qin Ran's gaze, the aura of 'Sword Forger' Eislide became a little stronger.

Very faint.

But it's really getting stronger!

Qin Ran's eyes narrowed with scrutiny.

Qin Ran was not surprised by the fact that players became stronger on their own.

Because, whether it is the [Dawn Knight Body Forging Technique] or the [Plague Knight Body Forging Technique], as long as there is enough time, this point can be achieved.

However, becoming stronger through forging this external way, Qin Ran saw it for the first time.

"Some kind of secret art?"

Qin Ran secretly guessed.

But he quickly withdrew his inquiring gaze.

Everyone has a secret.

There is also the right to confidentiality.

Qin Ran is like this, so he naturally doesn't mind that others are like this.

Therefore, Qin Ran didn't look at the 'Sword Forger' Eisley again, and just turned around and chose to leave.

The scene just now was enough to inform Qin Ran that the other party was not the person he was looking for.

The seemingly exquisite 'forging technique' is completely unsuitable for repairing the 'Polar Night'.

Even, to a certain extent, the other party is not 'forging' the sword at all, but forging itself, and any long sword in the forging of the other party will become the nourishment of the other party.

Give up your biggest gain in the previous dungeon world to fulfill a stranger?

Qin Ran said he couldn't do it.

"Need to enter the dungeon world to find the right blacksmith?"

Qin Ran thought silently.

And, recalling which of the copies he experienced might have a similar craftsman.

Undoubtedly, the [psychic partner] is the most likely.

However, according to the fact that he was able to enter the dungeon world of [Psychic Partner V.], there is also the interval between the two dungeon worlds of [Queen's Aegis III.] and [Ancient Invasion III.], such a time is not long, but if it is short, it is absolutely constant.

Because, Qin Ran couldn't control what tasks he went through in [Queen's Shield III.] [Ancient Invasion III.] and how long it would take.

Or, to put it more simply, he couldn't guess what he would encounter.

Every dungeon world is always the tip of the iceberg in front of every player.

Only after excavation can we see a glimmer of truth in this dungeon world.

But what will follow is inevitably one crisis after another.

But Qin Ran would not change the way he had already decided to conduct the copy because of the crisis.

Not only because he appreciated the benefits of this way of proceeding, but also because he faced opponents who left him with no choice.

A mysterious and unusual 'broker'.

The mysterious 'Guardian'.

Either one, they all have a longer game time than him, and they all have a deeper understanding of underground games than he does.

With such an opponent, if you choose to be conservative, it is really similar to looking for death.

Although Qin Ran, who was thinking, was almost engrossed, he still habitually maintained due vigilance.

Therefore, when there was a change in aura behind him, Qin Ran immediately noticed it.

There is also a malicious gaze that is not noticed.

Not a 'swordsmith'.

It's someone else.

“2567？”

"'Sword of Dawn'?"

In the slightly hoarse voice of the 'swordsmith', a sharp aura appeared on the other party's body, like a real sword unsheathed, cold and shivering.

"Hmm."

Qin Ran didn't turn around, and even continued to move forward when he stopped.

As for that sharp breath?

Qin Ran simply ignored it.

For Qin Ran, such a sharpness is really similar to a breeze.

Don't care.

It's not worth caring about.

He cared about the malicious gaze.

The other party is very good at hiding.

So much so that Qin Ran could detect the other party's gaze, but he couldn't confirm where the other party was.

"Interesting."

The 'Swordsmith''s hoarse voice grew clear.

Obviously, the other party who hasn't spoken for a long time has the original voice at the moment.

And with such a voice, a sharper and sharper aura began to appear.

If it had been an ordinary sword that had been unsheathed before, it would have been a sharp weapon at this time, but such a sharp weapon was quickly 'broken'.

Because, a scorching and chaotic aura suddenly appeared on Qin Ran's body.

When the scorching heat rose, the sharp weapon dissolved instantly.

Not a single ripple.

I can't afford to make a little wave.

The whole process was silent, like taking a sip of water.

Qin Ran still didn't look back, and his footsteps continued to sound.

"It's so much fun."

There was a hint of excitement in the clear voice of the 'swordsmith', but before he could make any moves, a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

No, it's like a roar of thunder!

Roar!

The smell of sulfur filled the heavens and the earth, and the scorching heat caused the surrounding air to distort and distort.

The body of a large lava loomed.

The straight and upward corners cut through the air as you look down.

The eyes of the flames were tyrannical and murderous.

Call!

The scorching air currents swept the 'swordsmith''s face, the ends of his hair, and his clothes, and even the tips of his hair were already scorched.

But the 'swordsmith' didn't care in the slightest.

He stared at the demonic phantom with great interest, and the palm holding the hammer clenched unconsciously.

However, the 'swordsmith' on the horse frowned.

He thought of what he had always been aiming for.

A new opponent that excites him.

However, he will not forget his old opponents.

He is not a man who likes the new and hates the old.

Therefore, the 'Swordsmith' held back a battle with an opponent worthy of a battle in front of him.

"Can you fight me when I'm done with a battle?"

The clear voice was full of anticipation.

"Not interested."

In an indifferent answer, Qin Ran, who was moving forward, raised his left hand, the flames condensed, and the demonic flame smashed into the distance like a meteor.

He found the malicious gaze.

Just when the 'Swordsmith' wanted him to issue an invitation to fight, the malice in that malicious gaze reached an unprecedented height.

What the other party has to think again, Qin Ran is clear.

Unlike the 'swordsmith' behind him, who only wants to fight, the other party has the idea of letting the two of them lose and pick up the bargain.

What else needs to be said about such people?

Rumble!

The waves of fire rolled, and the peepers hiding in the distance turned to ashes without even snorting.

And looking at the rolling waves, the 'swordsmith' was even more excited.

He took a step forward and chased after Qin Ran.

"A legendary weapon, and after that, fight me!"

'Swordsmith' said.

"Not interested."

Qin Ran replied again.

At the same time, the pace of progress is getting faster and faster.

Not only was it fast, but it also carried the skill of [Dark Concealment Technique], and in the flicker of light and shadow, Qin Ran disappeared.

The 'Swordsmith' was stunned.

Then, laughter happens.

"Great!"

"It's so good!"

"Another target to look forward to!"

"It's a wonderful life!"

In the midst of the laughter, such a voice came out far away and clearly fell into the ears of Qin Ran, who was far away.

"Sick."

After Qin Ran gave the most loyal evaluation, he boarded the return train.

However, at the moment when Qin Ran sat down, the prompt tone of the private message sounded.

J. Perelman: I heard you're looking for a craftsman to repair weapons?

J. Perelman: If you don't mind, come and see me, I don't want to disappoint you.

……

When Qin Ran clicked on the private message, the content of the message appeared in front of him.