Returning to the seventh courtyard, Irus took out the rare ores, as well as the extraterrestrial meteorite about two meters in diameter.

This piece of meteorite Iruth was intended to be crafted into some of the most commonly used tools and crystalline devices. Although the Naru Blade can transform at will, it is too small to meet the needs of normal alchemy or artifact making.

The blue light of the Naru Blade spewed out, and the meteorite from the Jace Magic House was gradually melted by the heat, and the crimson molten iron flowed towards the broken hatch of the Discovery. Despite its pure texture and high melting point, meteorite iron is still incomparable to the Discovery's alloy hatch.

A flat metal countertop is cast. Under the influence of the Eredas, Iruth's craftsmanship is bursting again, even though it is only a metal countertop with high hardness, but Irus seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and is still grinding and polishing.

If there was an alchemy master standing in front of Irus at this moment, I am afraid that he would immediately die of shame. Irus was no longer simply grinding and polishing, but using his life to challenge the most accurate scales.

Subsequently, some commonly used tools such as scales, pipe wrenches, precision calibrators, wrenches, etc., were made. With the addition of these tools, a number of medium-sized crystal energy devices have been developed over time. Punching machines, small melting furnaces, molding furnaces, polishing machines, adjusting abrasive machines, cutting machines and other metal countertops placed one by one.

These devices were all secondary hedron to provide energy, and as the Naru Blade changed, a rune pen appeared in Iruth's hand. Extremely concentrated, Irus had forgotten his physical and mental fatigue and the passage of time, and was still carefully inscribed. As the dense and complex runes drew out the hedron energy, Irus slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

These crystalline devices were fastened to the metal table with nuts, and a thick wind of technology rippled in this low stone house.

If miracles are a set of esoteric equations, then Irus is the right answer. Tenacity and perseverance, rigor and demand, intelligence and passion, Irus did it all!

Irus never stopped the movement in his hands, a special spring chair for the workbench and a folding recliner were quickly manufactured in front of these efficient black technologies.

To enter the auction, you must come up with something of real value, and a few pairs of wind boots are not enough. If you want to buy much-needed fighting skills and secret arts, you must have enough gold, and if you don't have enough gold, it's just a joke!

Irus put the remaining piece of meteorite and a small piece of chrome ore into the furnace. The furnace is slowly poured into the mold groove under the drive of crystal energy, the purity of meteorite iron is extremely high, and there is no need to forge again, and the high-purity chromium is a great degree to ensure the flexibility of the weapon.

True alchemists use more chromium than Mithril, known as memory metal and with the strange ability to transform automatically. If a weapon is bent, the weapon with chromium will have the ability to return to its origin for a certain amount of time.

The red molten iron in the abrasive tank gradually solidified, and a Tang knife more than two feet long gradually took shape. The shape of this weapon is the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom in China.

The sword is the courage of weapons, and most of the assassins who use the sword are laymen. This is why Irus created this Assassin weapon.

After the cutting edge part is cut by the grinding machine, the wavy moire appears on the knife edge like water waves. On the edge of the blood trough are two wind runes, the structure of which was deliberately copied by Irus in the shape of a five-clawed golden dragon. These two runes of Irus were so perfect that the golden dragon coiled around the blood groove with the illusion that it wanted to take off into the air.

This Tang knife has been polished and refined over and over again, and the cloud pattern is like waves, and the runes are like divine dragons!

The grip part of Irus was not overly carved, and the only remaining clouded leopard skin was cut into thin strips, and the cross-embossed tie was made to prevent slipping.

Irus's fighting spirit poured in, and a dragon roar tore through the void, and two random swords had already pierced the void!

Iruth was even a little reluctant to auction it, but he made up his mind to auction it after seeing Naru's Blade. A true knife lover will spend his life loving a knife, and Irus is no exception! The Naru Blade has already merged with the body when it is inherited, so no matter how sharp the other knives are, they can only give up.

It's been two days since Irus made the metal table. It was dusk, and the auction house was supposed to open, so Irus took all the instruments into the ring and went to the auction house alone.

After all, this time I went to an auction house, and a place like an auction house seems to be calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent. The auction house is also a gathering place for Musbell's powerful people from all walks of life, and in the eyes of this group of people, this kind of thing is as common as drinking water. Irus could only settle Katis in Courtyard 7 first and go to the auction house alone.

The dim magic lamp illuminates the deep streets, and the pedestrians under the cloak are like walking in the corridor of fate, and the next intersection may be the point of no return.

After some inquiry, Irus found the auction venue in the city. Located in the heart of Musbell, the venue is said to be the common property of three legends.

The auction hall is really different from other venues, the magic lights here are dazzling, and the surroundings are as bright as daylight. The venue was crowded, but no one dared to make a loud noise, and they were looking for their own places and waiting for the auction to start.

Irus was considered to have entered the city, but he couldn't find a place to ask. I asked a few martial artists who were meditating, but all they received was a blank eye.

"What about the momentum of the warriors? Don't you dare to speak loudly? This is too cowardly, isn't it?"

"May I have something to auction, who should I go to!" Irus asked aloud as he raised his breath.

"I really don't know the rules! I guess he won't see the sun tomorrow!" a warrior in the shape of a Mohican whispered. ”

"Who's making a fuss?" said a mysterious man wrapped in a black cloak.

"It's me, I have something to auction, I wonder if you dare to take it?" Irus continued, squeezing his voice.

"Bring it up!" said the man in the cloak.

Irus walked up against the cloth bag.

"Open!" the cloaked man said only two words.

Irus's aura under the mask was calm, and he was not pressed by the cloaked man's momentum. A kind of warrior's rebelliousness and unyielding from the bones of Irus's body overflowed.

At this time, in a box on the second floor, a handsome man with a yin owl raised his orchid finger to cover his mouth and smiled: "What a stubborn bone! Hehe! I want it again!"

Irus untied the cloth bag, and the Tang knife was truly unveiled! Irus clenched the hilt of the knife with both hands, and the fighting spirit poured in, and a high-pitched dragon chant was all over the audience.

When the bidders heard this, they all gathered to look at it.

"Wow! What kind of weapon is this! How come I've never seen a weapon with such a shape!" the bidders couldn't help but stir.

"Where did your weapon come from! It's the rule, we have to ask!" said the man in the cloak.

"From the Thousand Blades Mountain, it was found in a cave! it had a skeleton next to it, and a few words carved into the walls!" Irus opened his mouth.

"Tell me!" said the cloaked man, curious.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden. Irus said aloud.

"Okay! It's a good thing to go and go to the clothes, and hide the merit and fame. Did this knife ever have a name?" someone in a box on the second floor asked loudly, but he didn't show up.

Irus didn't seem to be a man to hear the voice, but he didn't care!"There's a name! It's called the True Dragon's Thorn!"

"Okay, I like the name too, I want this weapon!" the inquirer said again.

"You're in a hurry, Lucas, the auction hasn't started yet, and when the auction comes, the highest bidder wins!, I don't think you'll get this weapon!" a voice said suddenly. The voice is like a male and female voice! And there are only two people in Mosbell who can directly call Lucas's name!

"Oh my God! Bloodslaughter and Phantoms are here today!" the bidders were filled with fear and excitement.

"Don't make a noise! Now the auction begins! Everyone knows that this is the auction venue of Mossbell's three talkers, I won't talk about the rules anymore, you should all understand!"

"I am the person in charge of the auction hall and the auctioneer today, and everyone who knows me calls me the White Wolf! The first item of the day is this real dragon thorn! From 500,000 gold coins! The highest price will be paid, and the price will be increased at will!"

The audience was silent, all looking at each other, but no one raised the price. Obviously, this is already a sky-high price, even if the auction bids for a gold coin, no one dares to raise the price, and the bidders on the first floor have looked away at the location of the bloody massacre of Lucas, but what they are waiting for is deathly silence.

"If no one increases the price, the real dragon thorn will be sold off and will continue to belong to the auctioneer, who will have to pay 20% of the tax to the venue. ”

"100,000 gold coins! I'll see what he does!" the half-orc in the shape of a mohican sneered.

"I'm your own father you haven't seen in years! If you don't believe me, you should go home and ask your mother now!" Irus couldn't bear it anymore!

There are many people in the crowd who have out-of-the-box thinking, and they burst into laughter one by one, and they really can't bear it!

"You're dead!" the orc flickered with a cold light, and his murderous aura overflowed.

"The first time 500,000, the second 500,000, the third time ......" the white wolf raised the wooden hammer!

"Five hundred and one thousand gold coins!" Lucas increased the price of the second-floor bloodslaughter.

"One and a half million!" said Anar, the unison of the Phantom Demon Annar, aimed at Lucas.

At this time, the auction hall could smell the needles falling! Like a group of corpses, breathing seemed to have stopped. This is no longer a bargain, this is already a game between the powerhouses of the Holy Rank.

"Five million!" Lucas raised the price again.

"Fifteen million!" the demon continued, as if if Lucas would triple the price to suppress it.

"Lucas, you just need to sleep with me for one night, I'll shoot this weapon sister and send it to you!" The voice was still coming from that direction, but this time the voice of the phantom was no longer unison, but a coquettish voice that could make people tingle when they heard it.