A huge furnace as high as a hill, and in the burning hearth, a stone firmly bound to mid-air by twelve chains, several figures lay horizontally. The flames blocked the faces of those people, and Hu Tian couldn't see what they looked like at all. They were naked**, with red-hot chains around their limbs, and seemed to be suffering greatly.

It's purgatory!

"This is the melting pot of heaven and earth, strictly speaking, this is the real refining platform. That stone is my body, and as for those people......"

The craftsman paused, and suddenly his voice became playful: "Those few people were sent in by the elf man before. He used the refining table to repair his soul without authorization, but his soul was sucked in by the furnace of heaven and earth. Pity...... Without the inheritance of the craftsman, these people would have to be calcined in the furnace for 10,000 years, and suffered ninety-nine flame burns a day until they turned to ashes and became part of the refining platform. ”

The elves sent in......

Hu Tian's heart chuckled, isn't that the elven witch doctor, the scroll clearly records the results of every time it uses the refining platform for soul repair. So among those who suffered in purgatory in the crucible were the son of Jord, the great butler, and Lady Ferdinand, Christine's mother!

If Christine knew that her mother's soul was suffering so painfully, and that it was caused by the elven witch doctor, she would surely go insane.

"No, it's probably just an illusion created by the refining platform! Zoroastrianism...... Your mission is only to save Noi alone, don't make trouble, no! ”

Hu Tian closed his eyes, forced down the urge in his heart to stand up, and tried to persuade himself not to be impulsive.

But when he closed his eyes, Christine stood on the city wall, slashing through the palm of her hand to sacrifice the formation.

At least for so many years, I have never seen a girl who has no hesitation like her.

"Would she have known that I had chosen to stand by while I saw her mother suffering...... Hate me? ”

All these questions flashed in Hu Tian's mind, his brows furrowed, and in hesitation, a fist suddenly pierced the entire wall of light-bang!

All the footage turned to pieces and disappeared into thin air.

The silence was filled with the smell of gunpowder......

"Those people seem to be important to you......" The craftsman seemed a little excited, as if it sensed the death hole in the enemy's body, and did not hesitate to stab the quenched dagger into the soft place, as if only in this way could the other party's pain make it soothe and redeem.

"You can save them, my friend—as I said before, if you give your soul." The craftsman's voice was suppressed from the excitement and was much lowered, and it tried to lobby Hu Tian in the simplest words, "People only know that with the forging hammer and the refining platform, they can temper and transform the soul, but no one thought that only by obtaining the inheritance of the craftsman god can they get the affirmation of the craftsman hammer and the refining platform, and can they use the power of forging." ”

Craftsmanship inheritance? Hu Tian's mind instantly appeared in the scene of the dwarf winter melon carrying the giant hammer to wreak havoc, no wonder before, he had been pestering himself and circling around the bronze sword.

The so-called craftsman hammer on his arm also appeared under the forged bronze sword of the dwarf winter melon.

Is all this just a coincidence?

"In fact, there is a powerful force in your friend's body that is resisting the forging of the Hammer. I can't suppress this power, but I can feel that this power once appeared in the courtyard of the gods. It's just that...... It's just that my memory isn't fully restored, and I can't remember what it was. "Craftsman said.

"She's not from this world, like me." Hu Tian hesitated for a moment and decided to reveal the whole secret.

"It doesn't matter. You won't believe that I was once just a piece of fine iron on the Great Rift Horn Mountain, and it was the Craftsman God who gave me my soul and forged me into what I am now. ”

The craftsman was silent for a while, as if he had made some life and death decision: "So, I have decided to give you the soul that Lord Craftsman gave me. ”

"Give it to me?" Hu Tian was stunned, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in his gourd.

"To be exact, it's an exchange with you—" The refining platform craftsman seemed to see Hu Tian's concerns, and said slowly, "To forge a wandering soul, you need another new soul as a traction. Before forging it, I need you to enter the Forge of Heaven and Earth and take my place. I'll find a way to keep her safe during this process. You, on the other hand, will be burned ninety-nine times by the primordial fire, and your body will be torn apart, which will be the most painful experience of your life. If you're lucky, after ninety-nine times, you'll be able to merge the will of the Craftsman's Artifact and get the approval of the Craftsman's Hammer to save your friends! ”

"What if you're not lucky?" Hu Tian asked.

"Gone in smoke." The craftsman's answer was crisp and terrifying.

This is a point of no return, a point of no return that has to be taken!

"What about you?" Hu Tian asked.

"For an old man who hasn't left for two thousand years, there's nothing more pleasing than drinking and making rounds. Besides, above us, your friends are fighting a bloody battle against the enemy, and I think you need a helper to take a breath of evil for you. ”

The craftsman's voice changed, "It's just that young man, my friend, I want you to do me a favor!" ”

Hu Tian was not in a hurry to agree, something that was extremely important to the existence of Liantai was definitely not so easy to do.

He hesitated for a few seconds before he said slowly, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"If you find the place called the Great Rift of the East, please send me back to Horn Mountain! The bones of the eleven heroes of the original continent after their fall are buried there. 2,000 years...... From the moment the original continent was destroyed, I knew that there would be no going back. I'm tired......"

The craftsman paused, and Hu Tian seemed to feel a pair of eager eyes looking at him.

"For every wanderer who leaves his hometown, going home is the most luxurious honor."

Go home...... It is the most extravagant glory!

Hu Tian's heart trembled, he took a deep breath, nodded and agreed, "Yes, I promise you." ”

"Excellent! So, swear by it! The craftsman changed his bitter voice and became excited.

"Swear?"

"Yes, swear to me!"

The words of the craftsman made Hu Tian have a trace of doubt in his heart, this god chattered about hot and cold old antiques, and he didn't know what the hell was doing, which always gave him an unpredictable and weird feeling.

"Well, I swear in the name of the Knights of the Sun Temple that as long as I am alive, I will fulfill your wish and send you back to the Great Rift, and I will never break my word!" Hu Tian raised his right fist decently, grabbed it in the air in front of him, and pressed it on his chest.

"Very good, very good!"

The craftsman's voice brightened, "So, let's get started!" ”