"You mean that the only way to destroy Opanepheus is to scatter its soul?" Duran frowned, he didn't know any mind spells, this kind of thing witches were very easy to do, but as an assassin, he could only spread his hands helplessly.

"To be precise, to crush all the grievances of Oppenpheus without leaving them any chance of recovery. It's a very difficult thing to do, but if you're a mage, it's probably a lot easier. The old man said unceremoniously: "But I can't feel the slightest bit of magic in you, even if you can't describe it as a magical idiot." ”

Duran was dumbfounded, he really didn't know any spells, and the skills of the Flame King were more derived from the power of the bloodline, and at most they were spell-like abilities.

"Of course, none of this matters, because even if you are a mage, you will not be able to destroy this magic sword without the help of your companions." The old man snorted angrily and said, "My plan is very simple, Oberpheus has not yet been able to fully evolve, taking advantage of his weakness that he can't move now, you can take the initiative to approach this magic sword." Of course, when you get close enough, he will let the countless ghost babies drown you, and your companions will need to fend them off so that you can have a chance to merge your soul into the magic sword. ”

"You mean, enter the world of the sword?" Duran tapped his temple, a little embarrassed.

"As such, Aurpenpheus was made of the most perfect Raphaelite iron, and no sharp weapon could destroy it, only the hammer that forged it in the first place could shatter it. But the hammer has been hidden by Auburnfis, and while I'm sure it's in this building, Auburnface won't let you find it so easily, and it's better to go straight into the world of his sword and fight him to the death than to look for a needle in the middle of a haystack. Biyombo was quick to say, "Of course, this approach is very risky. First, if you are not a mage, you may not be able to defeat Oberpheus in the world of the sword - you know, in his territory, he himself is almost equivalent to a god, and can be said to be omnipotent; Second, when your soul enters the world of the sword, your ** is empty and powerless, if there is no one to protect you, I am afraid that you will be devoured by those ghost babies in the blink of an eye. Once your body dies, your soul will also be annihilated, after all, your strength is too low, and only when you reach the legendary realm can your soul leave ** and remain immortal. ”

Duran glanced at him in his heart: "If I had a legendary realm, I wouldn't need my soul to enter the world of the sword, and it would be a matter of minutes to destroy Obermouth directly." ”

This is the end of the old man's plan, and it is clear that this method is really not feasible. Duran was alone, and Biyombo couldn't leave the room, and no one could protect him as his soul entered the world of the sword.

What's more, Duran thought to himself that with his attainments in mind spells, maybe as soon as he entered the sword world of the magic sword, he would be assimilated by the resentment in it. Since Opanephis claims to have master-level strength, his resentment collection must be very powerful, and his hard-fought way is undoubtedly self-defeating.

Seeing that he was silent, the old blacksmith persuaded him: "Young man, don't be discouraged, the magic sword is not something that a person of your age can resist, so listen to me and take my daughter away quickly." ”

"What about you?" Duran asked.

"Me?" The old man smiled, "I've been living for so many years, and I should have gone to hell a long time ago—I guess the Lord of Dawn wouldn't have a place in the Land of Glory for a man like me with sinful hands." ”

Duran was silent.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rustling outside the house. Duran's expression tightened, and through the thick gauze in the window, he could see several misshapen shadows slowly walking in front of the room.

"Don't be nervous, it looks like Oberface should be awake. He's gathering his men to report to the Foundry, and as long as you stay in this room, he won't notice you. The old man explained.

"Report what's going on nearby?" Duran's eyes lit up suddenly: "Do you mean that all the ghost babies in this building will gather around Oppenface at this time?" ”

The old man nodded, and then he seemed to guess what Duran wanted to do, and immediately stopped him, "Do you want to go out at this time?" It's too dangerous, we don't know how much time these ghost babies will report, and once you encounter a large army of ghost babies, you are no match for them at all. ”

Duran smiled faintly: "Although Oberphes is very powerful, it is not difficult to conclude from your description that his current attack methods are still relatively simple, except for the mind spell, only those minions remain. It's a pity that those ghost babies can't be my opponents, and the mind spell, I just need to stay away from the casting room? Even if I am bumped into by those ghost babies, I can protect myself, at most, let the magic sword know about my existence and lose the opportunity to sneak attack. ”

The old man frowned: "When you meet the ghost baby who has the full support of Oberfyes, you will find how ridiculous your self-confidence is. ”

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Biyombo. But I had to, and I would be grateful if you could provide information on the whereabouts of that hammer. ”

Duran pulled out the vampire scimitar with his backhand, pressed his ear to the wooden door, and used his listening skills - all kinds of sounds immediately reached Duran's ears, and a large amount of data was collected and deconstructed, and finally a dark and three-dimensional image was formed in the light screen in front of him: from time to time, a group of ghost babies walked by in the otherwise silent corridor, crawling on all fours, moving quickly and rhythmically. All of the ghost babies entered the casting room through the main or side doors, but climbed onto the stone-made beams and drilled through what resembled vents.

The picture is clear and textured, which undoubtedly makes Duran's heart happy. This ability is an additional caste to the reconnaissance skill, that is, the ability to comprehensively improve the ability to digitize and then image various perceptions. He was able to "see" the hallway just by listening to it, an Assassin's god-level ability.

"Daring boy! After receiving my payment, you still go on an adventure, damn it, if you die, who will I ask to take Amus away? The old man was a little annoyed and said, "Don't say I don't know the whereabouts of the hammer, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you!" ”

"Why bother, in a sense, our purpose is the same. I will take Amus with me, and I will not break my word. Duran smiled and said, "But the magic sword must be destroyed." Hey, Mr. Biyombo, at least you'll tell me what that hammer looks like, right? ”

The old man snorted and described the appearance of the hammer, and then ignored Duran, who probably seemed to him to be unbelievable and meaningless. After all, it stands to reason that a guy with low strength has no motive to be so keen on destroying the magic sword. It was obviously impossible for him to believe that Duran was the kind of hot-blooded middle two young man, and instead of believing in this situation, the old man felt that Duran secretly had some ulterior motives - such as subduing the magic sword for his own use or something.

In this regard, Duran could only smile bitterly, the Supreme Council is too cheating, let the contractor do these thankless jobs, although there are always rich rewards afterwards, but there is always a feeling of pain when completing the task. Especially the many characters who still have a conscience in the Evil Lands, I am afraid that in their eyes, Duran is a very strange person.

"It looks like this hammer is the key item to solve the mission, but where will this thing be?" Duran leaned against the wooden door, perceiving the movement outside the door.

If I were Oberfis, and there was such an existence that could destroy himself, I would definitely choose to destroy it; Ten thousand steps back, if not destroyed, certainly won't be hidden around you—just as no one would stuff a gun under their pillow that could go off at any moment. And the place where the hammer is hidden must be very hidden and not easy for people to find. But this building is so big, although I have a dark vision, it is still very difficult to find it aimlessly......

Duran thought silently, the minutes ticked by, and after a while, the grinding sound in the corridor disappeared, and it was estimated that the ghost babies had all gathered in the casting room, and it was the right time for him to go out to find the hammer.

So he said goodbye to the old man and quietly walked out of the house.

It was cold in the dark hallway, and Duran couldn't help but lean his body against the walls of the corridor and the foundry, and sneaked a glance into the foundry through the glass window—just one glance, and he felt cold!

At this time, he knew what the large number of ghost babies in the old man's mouth meant!

Duran was very sensitive to the data, and although he only glanced at it, he could roughly estimate that the number of ghost babies gathered in the casting room at this time had exceeded three hundred!

There are three hundred ghost babies, even if they are not Duran's opponents, but they are surrounded by all of them, and each of them gives Duran a beating, and Duran has to die tragically.

"That's an exaggeration! There are more than 300 ghost babies, which can be called a small ghost baby army. Duran leaned back against the stone wall, fearing that Oberphes or the ghost babies would notice his presence. The thought of these monsters swarming up made Duran feel itchy all over his body.

"Let's go to the second floor first." Duran froze and went up to the second floor from the other side of the hallway.

At this time, the second floor was silent, and Duran carefully controlled his steps, starting from the first room, looking one by one. Even though the room was pitch black and filled with the smell of dust, Duran had to endure the surname and search slowly. But this kind of search was undoubtedly inefficient, and by the time he had searched the three rooms, more than ten minutes had passed.

"Ten minutes, no matter what those ghost babies want to report, they should be done, right? Time is running out, and there are still a dozen rooms left. Duran was secretly anxious.

However, at this time, this thought suddenly flashed through his mind:

"Wait!"

"If I were Oberpheus and had something like this that threatened my life, I wouldn't be comfortable burying it in one place. At the very least, I try to make sure it's still there every once in a while - of course, it's going to be very secretive, and it's going to have to be done myself. But Oppenpheus hadn't fully evolved yet, and he couldn't have left the foundry. So he wanted to make sure the hammer was still there, and he had to send someone else to do it! ”

"Except for Biyombo and Amus, there are only the ghost babies left in the house. Obanepheth would have sent a good ghost baby to take care of the thing, and that guy would most likely report to Opernpheus every day if the hammer was safe. Then the key to the rest is which ghost baby was entrusted with the important task! (To be continued.) )