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"You must have met those undead spirits outside, they are called ghost dragon servants, and they are all loyal servants who are controlled by the spells of the black dragon Temodaros, and serve it. You know, the black dragon needs to collect a huge amount of flesh and blood as materials to repair his body. So he must have subordinates to do things for him. ”

"After nearly a thousand years of tireless busywork, the work of the ghost dragon servants is nearing its end. The day of the restoration of the black dragon Taimodaros is coming. The earth will tremble, the sky will mourn, and everything will prostrate under the great threat of the black dragon's shadow......"

"Brother, please don't exaggerate the strength of Temodalus with your lame poetry. It's powerful, but we've not been inactive over the years. His brother Fallow Hyde was a little dissatisfied.

"Oh? Do you have countermeasures? Gordon said with interest.

"Of course, the mage of the Great Terrans!"

The group came to a huge room where the temperature had risen sharply, and the air was filled with the smell of metal ions. The giant humanoid "Isabri One" pointed forward, and Gordon pointed to it, where an extremely complex and extremely large mechanical device was placed.

With an unknown force, most likely a thick lever driven by some kind of magic circle, it drove the sound of the blower whirring, sending fresh air to the fire and keeping it burning vigorously. The furnace fire was constantly jumping at the bottom of the huge boiler, and the tongues of fire were dancing, continuously heating the sealed boiler, so that the boiler constantly steamed white steam.

In addition to this special device, there are more traditional blacksmith equipment next to it, such as anvils, whetstones, stoves, sinks, and the like.

Gordon noticed that on the shell of the boiler, there was a magic circle that appeared and disappeared from time to time, scattering orange light, and the complex geometric configurations and various runes in them seemed familiar.

"It's ...... Wet water forging method? Gordon blurted out.

"Oh, you, a great mage, actually know how to build weapons that belong to the Deep Rock Halfling?" The halfling's unkempt white head looked at Gordon with a look of surprise.

Gordon only learned in "Ancient Era" that the Deep Rock Halfling had this strange weapon building method, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes. The key point is to select a water source of special quality, pour it into the boiler, and then put in the semi-finished weapon blank. Using high temperature, high pressure, and the role of the magic circle, the special components in the water are used to strengthen the material of the weapon.

"It's no wonder the two brothers chose to live near the hot springs, apparently because the hot spring water contains some kind of ingredient that is useful for halflings in crafting weapons."

Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, the halfling exclaimed with joy: "Ah, the time is just right, it's time to bake!" ”

Piloting a huge humanoid machine, the halfling came to the boiler, stopped the blower, and extinguished the flames. He wielded an ingenious mechanical arm to lift the lid of the boiler.

Whoa......

In the steaming hot water, a sword blank was scooped up. Even in this dimly lit room, it glowed with a dazzling metallic white light, like a bright moon rising into the sky, shining brightly.

Although it was only a rough blank, unformed and unedged, Gordon was sure that this must be an extremely powerful weapon, and the huge energy contained in it could only be possessed by an epic weapon.

The halfling took control of the humanoid machine and lowered the sword blank into a blazing furnace. Green, white, red, the three colors of magic flames constantly warmed the sword blank, making it turn from silver to red.

The halfling brother stared at the blazing fire, and his face became more and more excited: "It's coming, it's coming!" It took nearly a thousand years for me to fallow head. The crowning masterpiece of Baggins' life, is about to be completed! ”

Suddenly, because of the violent emotional fluctuations, Farlow Hyde coughed loudly, and his body shook violently, causing his brother next to him to start coughing too.

The driver's discomfort was transmitted to the Esabury One, causing the machine to rattle and make a tooth-sore metal crash.

"You ...... You okay? ”

"Ahem...... It's okay. Finally relieved, my brother Harford's furrowed face had a sickly flush, "It's just a natural law." Even magical spells can't stop the gradual aging of bodily functions. It's almost a thousand years......"

Harford let out a long sigh, his eyes piercing through the fog of memory, returning to the past years: "My brother and I survived the battle against the black dragon Temodalous. But this guy was seriously injured beyond cure, so I decided to transplant his head into my body. Our two brothers share the same body and live on. ”

It's a crazy and bold idea. But the appearance of the brothers in front of them shows that the elder brother Harford has succeeded.

"I'm a pretty good mage, and I have a lot of research on the School of Change, especially in the transformation and strengthening of life." Harford glanced at his brother and continued, "Not only did I successfully transplant my brother's head, but I also performed several life-prolonging spells on my body. But I'm not a god after all, and I don't even have a legendary realm. My life will come to an end, and it will come soon. ”

"But before that, brother......" Farohhide gritted his teeth. Gordon saw a resolute expression and infinite determination in this thin and old face.

"We, we must finish this sword. It is the key to being able to kill Temodalus once and for all. ”

The halfling brothers no longer paid attention to Gordon, as if every word they said would waste a little more of their few lives. The only sound in the room was the crunch of the hammer striking the sword, and the long "thud" of the scorching blade as it sank into the icy spring.

"Brother, where is this?" Finally, with the regular sound of hammer strikes, Sheona broke free from the effects of the spell and woke up.

"This is a secret underground dwelling near the hot springs, owned by a pair of halfling brothers who are busy forging a sword...... "Gordon pointed to Harford and Farlohyde, who were busy in the distance, and gave Sheona a brief explanation of what had happened after she had fallen unconscious.

Xie Ona nodded, indicating understanding. She looked at her full clothes, then at Gordon and Faria.

"Your brother helped you put it on." Falia said.

This girl is really ...... Say whatever you want, and never know what tactfulness or disguise is. If it was a girl with a little more thought, such as Shella, she would definitely say that she helped Xie Ona put on her clothes at this time to avoid embarrassment.

Xie Ona glanced at her brother with a red face, and wisely did not continue the topic.

At this moment, Faliya's brows furrowed slightly, her left hand touched the position of the heart on her chest, and said: "I feel that there is something strange about that sword, it gives me a very strange but familiar feeling, and it is resonating with the blood in my body...... Why is that? ”

"Let me answer your question, little girl." A soft, deep voice suddenly rang out in the room.

Both Falia and Sheona looked wary, but Gordon was unmoved. Because he's heard it more than once.

An old man in a gray robe walked into the room and appeared in front of the three of Gordon, his face was soft, giving people a sense of kindness, and his white beard fluttered slightly as he walked, which was particularly eye-catching.

The old mage walked over to the workbench and placed the long stick-like object he was holding in his hand, tightly wrapped in black cloth. Gordon noticed that the old mage did not appear in front of him in a spirit state, but had a complete **.

It was unexpected.

"Brother, who is he?" Xie Ona asked.

"The ** division of the Kingdom of Saidin, Mr. Cypstine."

"The kingdom of Sedin has long been ruined and warned, and the title of ** division has long been annihilated in the long years. So, just call me Cypstein. The old mage looked at Xie Ona with a pleasant face, and then quickly turned his gaze to Faria, and did not look away for a long time.

Falia was a little uncomfortable being stared at by the old mage, if she hadn't been able to feel that the other party's gaze was clear and calm, without the slightest sense of dirtiness, and she liked to go straight to the princess's daughter, I'm afraid she would have done it a long time ago.

"Is there any problem, Mr. Sepustine?" Faria asked, after a moment's deliberation. It was the first time Gordon had seen her speak to a mage so kindly.

"I'm just happy." Sepsteen smiled a deep crow's feet out of the corner of his eye, "A descendant of a silver dragon." I didn't expect you to bring me such a surprise. With you, young lady, our certainty of killing the Black Dragon will be greatly increased. ”

The old mage pointed to the halfling who was still wielding a huge humanoid machine, forging a long sword, and turning a deaf ear to the outside world: "The longsword that Harford and Farohed are building, we call it 'Dona Belis's Fang'. As the name suggests, this sword will utilize the teeth of the silver dragon as a material. In fact, according to Dona Bellis's last words, we used her dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon blood on this sword. It has the power to kill the black dragon Temodalus. ”

"So, because Faria has the blood of the silver dragon in her body, she resonates with this unfinished long sword?" Gordon concluded.

"That's right." Sepstin nodded, "And once this sword is built, only living beings can use it." That's why we, the souls of the Kingdom of Saidin, need your help. ”

Gordon glanced at Sepustine, and secretly said You have flesh and blood, and your body is full of the breath of the living, is it also an undead?

However, he didn't say it, but only raised another question: "According to your plan, a living person is needed to use the Fang of Dona Behris to kill the black dragon Temodaros - if you guessed correctly, this is best done before the black dragon has completely repaired his body." Because if the mighty Tymodarus recovers, killing him will be an impossible task. But, obviously, you need a warrior, not a mage. I like to fight with spells rather than swords. So, Master Sepustine, why do you need my help? ”

The old mage glanced at the junior of the same profession, pointed to the long stick-like object he had just brought with him wrapped in black cloth, and said, "Because of it." (To be continued.)