In order to test the power of the new furnace, Casaron Limestone, at the instigation of his companions, put his long-used iron axe into the furnace. In less than two minutes of watching, his face changed, and his beloved axe quickly turned red, and there seemed to be signs of melting molten iron.

However, when his "partner" was quenched in cold water by iron tongs, the dwarven warrior found that the texture of his weapon seemed to become harder, but he needed to carefully use the whetstone to cut it again.

This remarkable effect undoubtedly gave all the dwarven blacksmiths unprecedented confidence, although this new furnace required at least three people to pull the bellows, add fuel to the fuel port, and carry out the forging process at the same time, and even required more manpower to coke the firewood and raw coal. But its astonishing heating efficiency was undoubtedly appreciated by all craftsmen, and Elder Claude even suggested that the workbench around the stove could be expanded again to allow multiple craftsmen to forge at the same time.

Such firepower is only used by one person to forge mortal iron, which is simply a waste of resources.

When the twisted piece of magic iron gradually turned red in the furnace, the dwarves who had already surrounded them showed fanatical expressions.

The sound of "bell, bell, bell" tugged at the heartstrings of every craftsman, and some of the charred impurities in the fiery magic iron were constantly shattered by the strong arm strength of the dwarven blacksmith, turning into beautiful sparks, and finally turning into black ash scattered on the ground. Even the eyes of the Children of the Abyss couldn't help but be attracted by the increasingly transparent magic iron, and staring at the scorching red light for a long time even made some purple phantoms appear in Andre's sight.

Just as the people watched with anticipation as the master blacksmith in the middle of the crowd sweated and showed off his skill, an accident suddenly happened—the hammer in Master Carlos's hand suddenly bounced off his hand and flew out of his hand during the fierce thrashing. Fortunately, the surrounding area was full of dwarven warriors who specialized in heavy weapons such as hammers and axes, and the hammer that accidentally came out of his hands did not cause any damage, it was directly caught by a warrior with quick eyes!

No one paid much attention to this detail, and they were about to continue admiring the master's rhythmic forging technique, when the master blacksmith, who had only hammered it a few times, stopped...... Just when everyone was thinking it was strange, Andre found that the master's right hand holding the hammer was trembling irrepressibly!

The experienced Elder Claude immediately stepped forward and grabbed Master Carlos' palm, this master blacksmith was still in the prime of life, and he was at the best of his condition, so it was impossible for him to work for less than ten minutes because of his physical exhaustion and not be able to master the hammer! Abundant physical strength was the basic ability of every dwarven blacksmith's forging skill.

When the dwarven elder opened the blacksmith's trembling and stiff palm, the shocking purple, bruised-like mark in the rough and broad palm made Claude's two thick eyebrows twist together, "Go and inform Mr. Grand Druid Mathrion personally, this is a typical elemental erosion!"

The so-called elemental erosion is the damage caused by the invasion of flesh and blood by elemental magic that only cannot adapt to itself, and the dark spells mastered by Andre are typical of them - relying on the erosion of dark magic to cause the target's bodily functions to be disordered, such as paralysis, stiffness, weakness and other undesirable states.

Obviously, the rich magical power contained in the magic iron overflowed in large quantities when it was forged, which made the master blacksmith's palm become as if it did not belong to him. The faint purple light and shadow that André had seen before was not a simple illusion, it was the secret magic escape captured by the "Eye of the Abyss".

Passing through the somewhat commotionous crowd, Marcerien appeared in the crowd, he carefully rubbed the blacksmith's hand without saying a word, a gentle emerald green light flashed, and the experienced old druid immediately came to the conclusion, "This is the erosion of the magic of the mixture of shadow and fire, and the demons used similar methods in the wars hundreds of years ago...... Fortunately, this is not a deliberate damage spell, just a passive escape of mana. Otherwise, you won't be able to really hold the hammer in this hand for about half a month. I'll ask Elune to prepare some herbs for you in a while, and you'll be cured after a five-or six-day rest. ”

The old druid's diagnosis made everyone breathe a sigh of relief and distress at the same time, and finally built a new furnace that could smelt this piece of magic iron, and the magic power that escaped from this piece of magic iron showed that its quality was extraordinary. But because of this, no one is up to the task of forging it! This feeling is to the dwarves like having a fragrant and mellow wine in front of them, but because of the poison in the wine, it is impossible to taste it.

Some people have suggested that we have a lot of people anyway, and even if we rely on the number of people to pile up, we can achieve the legend of this magic iron!

Elder Claude immediately responded to the young warrior's request with practical actions, giving the impulsive young dwarf a slap in the face, "Do you still want to work!?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, Andre once again put forward his own suggestion, "Can we use artificial methods to reduce the escape of magic in the meteorite? ”

"This idea should be feasible, but just relying on the iron felt to engrave a simple formation is only afraid that the effect is limited, if Your Highness can stand aside and use your control of the dark magic to further suppress the magic that escapes during the forging process, you can probably limit the erosion of the shadow magic to a barely acceptable range. The dwarven elder inferred with a serious face, stroking his bushy beard.

"This piece of magic iron also contains a wealth of flame magic, and with forging and repeated heating, the activity of flame magic should be further stimulated. You may also need someone who is proficient in fire magic to assist in the work, so that he can limit the amount of fire magic that is active in it throughout the forging process. Marcellion also added on the side.

"If the person working on the forging had some resistance to the fire and shadow magic itself, wouldn't the protection we did be better?"

The dwarves and elven elders felt that the thoughts of the children of the abyss could always reach something that no one else had noticed...... Then the eyes of the three of them met in a very tacit understanding on the person with the most outstanding body in the canopy.

The original job of the firedemon Garuda was to rely on his keen sense of the magic of fire at the edge of the furnace to instruct the dwarves in charge of bellows and fueling to increase and maintain the fire at the right time.

"This physique ...... It's really a good material for striking iron. The dwarven elder looked at Garuda's height of nearly two meters and his muscles bulging all over his body, and commented with great interest.

"A strong physique, the demons' innate adaptability to the magic of shadows, and the fire demon's talent for fire magic...... Not only does this allow his body to resist most of the damage caused by the erosion of magical power, but if his mastery of magic is subtle, it may even put him into a state similar to the shaman's natural totem resonance. In fact, although there is no such thing as a so-called "shaman" among the demons, some demons who are good at shadow or fire magic will also use some totem-like magic ornaments to cast some auxiliary spells.

Seeing that the young dwarves were all looking at him with excitement and envy, the Yan Demon, who was originally only in charge of making soy sauce, couldn't help but get nervous, "Your Highness, although I really want to try, I don't know how to strike iron at all!"

"With so many masters on your side, you're sure to learn quickly. ”

"I haven't even touched the hammer......"

"Casalon, go and get out the sledgehammer I used when I was younger! The dwarven elder gestured to the length of the fire demon's arm, and turned to the dwarven warrior beside him to command.

"Elder, that's a warhammer ......"

"Don't go yet!!"

And Casaron Limestone ran out in a gray way.

"Your Highness, such an important work, I, a layman who has never made a single piece of metal, am afraid that I will live up to everyone's expectations. Although this magical piece of magic iron made many blacksmiths want to try it for themselves, and the fire demon himself longed for the day when he could create such an extraordinary object, he was not carried away by this sudden opportunity. This piece of magic iron is to be fashioned into a blade, the former of which will later be a symbol of Andrarui's martial power, and a hammer, which will represent the pinnacle of the Limestone Clan's forging craft!

The expectations placed on these two items were a burden that he could not afford as a novice.

"You don't put too much pressure on yourself, even if the first time it's not so successful, you can go back to the furnace and recast it, and at most waste some fuel. André raised his hand to reach the Flame Demon's broad, sturdy shoulders, "Everyone is expecting it to be a symbol of the friendship between Andrarui and the Limestone Clan. ”

"Also, you're not alone. The Children of the Abyss encouraged his chief potter, who was in mixed moods, with his sincere words.

Surrounded by the eager eyes of the crowd, just as a low-level demon at the pinnacle of the Qatar Flame Demon, Garuda experienced this feeling of becoming the focus of everyone's attention for the first time, and the trust from the clan leader and the alien race made the fire demon, who usually rarely showed his feelings, suddenly feel that his nose was a little sour.

When everyone expects His Highness to lead us out of many difficulties, has he had a similar feeling?

Garuda suddenly found that this feeling of being expected by people gave him inexplicable strength and confidence.

"Yes, Your Highness!" the Fire Demon bent down his tall body to show his reverence and obedience to the Children of the Abyss.

I can't imagine that I, Garuda, am just a Qatari Flame Demon, and I have the opportunity to be able to take charge of creating such an extraordinary weapon!

Can this magical Outer Heaven Demon Iron compare to the decapitating swords of the Flame Demon Lords in his own hands!?