The reason why Feng Ruixing and the others gathered together at this time was because Wen Wen informed them that they would establish a monitoring point here.

The person who came to set up the monitoring point was a human prisoner in the shelter, and after the arrangement was completed, he would stay here and accept Feng Ruixing's command.

In this regard, Feng Ruixing is quite looking forward to it.

Although it was the upcoming subordinate and a prisoner in the shelter, there was a superpowered thug by his side, which Feng Ruixing couldn't have imagined before.

On the other hand, Heng Di is simply interested in checkpoints.

I heard that the monitoring point can easily see the distribution of superpowers and monsters in the city, and with this thing, it is even more convenient for him to hunt down the members of the hidden organization.

The two of them reached the roof of the Foundation building together, and after waiting for a while, they saw a giant eagle pass through the sky, followed by a red-clad figure jumping from the sky.

The figure was dressed in a squeezing red trench coat, carrying a silver metal sword and a hideous skull in its gauntlet.

Feng Ruixing and the two glanced at each other, they always felt that this costume seemed to have been seen in which game, could this person be playing cos?

This person in a red trench coat is none other than Wei Su.

Wei Su walked up to Feng Ruixing, put his right hand into a fist on his chest and said, "My name is Wei Su, I will be your subordinate from today onwards, I will work hard." ”

He had to work hard, or the chains on his body would show him what real pain was.

Feng Ruixing looked at Wei Su with a headache and said, "Hmm...... First things first, you should change into some normal clothes, you can't work around me if you dress like this. ”

Wei Su nodded, and then activated his ability, and a set of golden armor appeared on his body.

Feng Ruixing was speechless, is this guy really useful to himself?

Heng Di on the side couldn't stand it, and patted Wei Su directly on the shoulder.

He could neutralize the power of the superpower, and the armor on Wei Su's body began to disappear so that they didn't need to look at that awkward attire.

But Heng Di never expected that Wei Su had nothing on his body except for the armor that was transformed with super power.

So at three o'clock in the evening, a man appeared on the roof of the Foundation building, hiding his face and crying......

……

Ding, ding, dang......

"Stop, don't hammer, don't hammer!"

Li Haiyang woke up from his dream, took the tissue at the bedside, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

This is his old problem, once he falls asleep, he always has some strange dreams.

At the age of twenty-five, he always kept tissues at the head of his bed because of this nightmare.

Definitely not because he likes to do weird things......

In the dream, he was not what he was.

It was a man who was only about one meter two tall, and this man was extremely muscular, like a muscular mound.

He held a hideous hammer in one hand, and kept smashing and smashing an iron ingot in front of him...... Never stop.

From time to time there was a bitter wail in his ears, as if he were being forged by the hammer, not a piece of iron ingot, but a living person.

The long dream passed in this endless forging.

"Why did I have this dream, maybe I was really entangled in something unclean......

Li Haiyang stroked his chest with his hand, where there was a flaming-like metal crest.

"As long as this thing is around, I'm safe, and no one can hurt me!"

A few years ago, Li Haiyang happened to pass by a stall, and he fell in love with a flame-shaped pendant at a glance, so he bought it at a low price.

At first, the pendant didn't show any miracles, but once Li Haiyang worked to the point of being in a trance, and he didn't look at the road when he crossed the street.

Just as he was about to be hit by a motorcycle, the pendant suddenly became hot, and he fell backwards and avoided the motorcycle.

After that, the chain of the pendant disappeared, and the body of the pendant was inlaid in Li Haiyang's chest, and no matter what he tried, he couldn't take the pendant off.

Gradually, Li Haiyang found that this pendant seemed to be a very powerful talisman.

Every time he was about to get hurt, the pendant could be used to bring him back.

Since this pendant could protect him, Li Haiyang was no longer obsessed with taking it off his chest.

……

At the same time, in the middle of a factory without lights in Baoya City, there was a red, burning forging table.

A short figure with a flaming red beard, swinging a monstrous hammer and forging something.

However, it is a little different from Li Haiyang's dream that what he forged has changed from an iron ingot to the shape of a long sword.

The heat on the sword embryo condensed into a man-like phantom.

"Don't fight anymore, let me die, please......" The man knelt on the ground and begged the redbeard for mercy.

But Redbeard didn't hesitate to hammer it down, directly hammering the phantom away.

When the phantom reappeared, he pointed at Redbeard and yelled, but the result was no different.

Every time Redbeard thrashed the blade, the phantom reappeared, and he wanted it to become the soul of the sword.

After hammering for more than an hour, the longsword was basically formed, and Redbeard poured a basin of fishy blood onto the hot longsword.

Then he spat out a breath of fire at the sword, and the whole long sword burned violently.

The bright light of the long sword burning illuminated the entire factory.

Through this bright light, you can see that at the edge of the factory, it looks like hanging pork, hanging dozens of human corpses!

Redbeard looked at the long sword bathed in flames with obsession, and muttered:

"A sword body forged from abyssal metal, quenched with demonic blood, and carefully selected from among the guests of the old inn, the sinful human soul is used as a sword spirit......"

"This is the forty-seventh experiment, can you forge a real magic sword......

After the flames dissipated, Redbeard grasped the metal hilt, his eyes instantly turned red, and his whole person was filled with violent killing intent.

But he quickly regained his consciousness and threw the sword aside.

"Failed again, there is indeed a demonic ......"

"But it's too far from what I expected, maybe I should catch a high demon and try it......"

……

On the third pole of the sun, Wen Wen stood on the balcony, soaking up the sun, while holding the long sword in both hands and maintaining the posture of being about to swing the sword.

Although his body was motionless, his brain did not stop.

He wanted to find a feeling, the feeling that Xun Ying had swung his sword in front of him.

Wen Wen remembered all the details of that sword clearly, but he just couldn't restore that sword perfectly.

According to Xun Ying, he did not find his own sword.

But what does it mean to belong to your own sword?

"The sword I snatched from someone else isn't mine, and even so, why didn't the sword I forged myself respond?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Wen Wen still didn't come up with a reason, so he had to withdraw his sword and shake his head and sigh.