"The blade of the Broken Moon is made of sea rock marrow, there is no need to worry about the sharpness and solidity, and the sword body is forged from fisheye stone and tenacity steel, the flexibility is definitely enough, and the sturdiness is not bad, but if it collides with those real swords, it will inevitably suffer a little, so I have engraved a set of "solid" magic patterns on it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In addition to this, there is also a set of "Gravity" magic patterns, which, once activated, will increase the weight of the "Broken Moon" longsword by ten times for a period of time. However, after each use, it takes several hours to gather the energy from the outside world before it can be used again. ”

"Amita, thank you." Taking a deep breath, Lin Hao suppressed the excitement in his heart, and then said solemnly.

He didn't provide this thing to the other party, no need to ask, it must have been added by Amita himself, the degree of cherishment of this mineral is even more precious than fisheye stone.

In addition, the other party also engraved two sets of magic patterns on the sword body, which made this long sword truly enter the ranks of "boutique".

Needless to say, the degree of cherishing of magic patterns is naturally needless to say, generally after two or three years of study and have a certain talent, you can try to engrave a double magic pattern on the weapon, but if you want to engrave a double magic pattern on the same weapon, it will not happen overnight, and the energy and time spent is unimaginable.

As the creators of the "magic pattern", the dwarves have many advantages over other races when they learn the "magic pattern". However, with Amita's age, he definitely does not have the ability to forge a double magic pattern, and this "Shattered Moon" long sword is only afraid that the other party asked the elders of the clan to forge it.

"Lin, do you want to try the power of the "Broken Moon"? Seeing Lin Hao's solemn expression, Amita looked a little embarrassed, her face flushed, and then she hurriedly changed the topic.

"Okay." Holding a sword like "Broken Moon", Lin Hao was also very arrogant for a while.

A long roar came out of his mouth, and his body jumped directly into the wide courtyard behind the blacksmith shop, and then the "Shattered Moon" long sword in his hand flew back and forth, bringing out sharp edges.

Ordinary people may feel a little heavy if they use the "Broken Moon", but in Lin Hao's hands, the "Broken Moon" is as light as nothing, and with Lin Hao's thoughts, the long sword in his hand immediately rolled up, like waves in the sea, layer upon layer, endless.

And as Lin Hao's strength continued to increase, the long sword danced wildly, like a tornado, rolling up the dust on the ground little by little.

The ancient trees that were originally planted in the courtyard were also affected at this time, and the roots of the trees trembled, and the leaves that had withered and yellowed kept falling.

"Receive." With Lin Hao's angry shout, the sea surface returned to calm, the layers of waves disappeared, and the billowing smoke dragon slowly descended back to the ground.

But at this moment, Lin Hao's feet kicked the ground, and the whole person flew into the sky like an eagle, in mid-air, but his vision was not affected by the billowing smoke and dust at all, and his eyes were staring at a withered yellow leaf in front of him.

Then I saw the long sword waved, and a burst of extremely fast sword light flashed, and the withered yellow leaves split into eight parts, and then fell from the air like a rootless ping.

With his toes tapping the ground, Lin Hao's figure fell from mid-air.

After landing, he did not stop at all, but directly activated the "gravity" magic pattern, and in just a moment, he felt that the "Broken Moon", which was originally only four or five catties, reached forty or fifty kilograms at once, and with the huge force that Lin Hao was carrying now, he also felt a trace of difficulty.

However, seeing this effect, a slight smile appeared on his face, and his body jumped high, and then every muscle in his body trembled, and all the power surged towards his right arm.

The sword fell, descending on the earth like a heavenly punishment, with the power to destroy everything.

Sonorous!

The unimaginable strength combined with the sharpness of the "Shattered Moon" long sword, in just an instant, the huge bluestone on the ground shattered into several pieces, and in a moment, the stone chips flew all over the sky, like a white flocculent sky.

The body quietly retreated, Lin Hao avoided the stone chips in the sky, and then put away his sword and stood.

"Good sword." Fingertips stroked the sword body, feeling the sharpness of the long sword, Lin Hao couldn't help but sigh again.

With this "Broken Moon", he can be sure that his combat power can be at least doubled. Especially after activating the "gravity" magic pattern, he swung a sword with all his might, and the power can only be described as terrifying.

The only thing that made Lin Hao a little regretful was that every time the "Gravity" Demon Pattern was activated, it could only last for about three breaths, and after each activation, it would take several hours to regather energy.

But against those really strong enemies, three breaths of time is enough to deal with everything.

"Okay." At this moment, Amita, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but shout, his "good" was naturally not talking about the sharpness of the "Broken Moon" long sword, but sighing at Lin Hao's strength.

In addition to being a master of forging, every member of the dwarf clan is also a real warrior, and the combat skills that have been passed down in the clan can only be taught to the younger generations after being tempered.

As Amita, who has shown a high talent for combat skills since he was a child, he naturally has seen no less battles and skills, but Lin Hao's series of movements just now, without a trace of condensation, still made him feel a little excited......

Leaving Amita's blacksmith shop, Lin Hao straightened his clothes, and then returned to Old Watson's tavern.

Along the way, Lin Hao deliberately took those few remote paths, but he never found that anyone was secretly following him. I just don't know if the news of the failed assassination has not yet reached the people behind the scenes, or if there is another reason.

"Old fellow, is that thing you told me about earlier true?" Lin Hao skillfully snatched the wine glass from the old Watson's hand, and then poured the rum in the cup into his mouth with a "rumbling rum".

"Lin, don't you old guy know how to respect the old man?" Old Watson lit the pipe on the side, and after a while, he said helplessly and with a little pampering.

"Come on, if you're an old fellow, there aren't many young people in this tavern. Okay, tell me about the "Fish Man of Ghana". Glancing at the other party angrily, Lin Hao put away his previous cynical expression, and then said seriously.