Inside the blacksmith's shop, the Death Knight Barrett sat on a stone bench, looked at Calvin, the Storm Dwarf in front of him, and strode towards a bellows-like facility next to the forge.

"When my consciousness awoke from the darkness once again, and I saw that I had become an abominable undead, I felt despair for the first time in my life, despair from the depths of my soul. Calvin tugged on the bellows with his stout arm, and then Barrett felt a surge of negative energy, which was drawn from the outside by the facility and fed into the forge, making the temperatureless blue flame in the furnace burn even more vigorously.

Calvin only tugged and sat down again on the square stone pier where he had started, and then the bellows fluffed slowly on his own.

"Yes, you heard it right, despair for the first time!" Calvin held out a charcoal finger with burn-like skin at Barrett, "I never lost the slightest bit of confidence even when I faced the magma dragon that came out of the furnace alone! More importantly, I did it, I killed it, a man!"

Calvin straightened his back proudly, but the next moment he bent it again, "It's just that the ending after that is not too satisfying." He gestured again to his present undead appearance.

"I believe it must be a battle that will go down in history. Barrett complimented. He had never heard of such a monster.

"Maybe, I don't care about that, I just hope I don't get removed from the clan when I die. "Truth be told, if I hadn't been arrogant enough to kill that magma dragon alone, and had chosen to delay as much as I could, wait for reinforcements to arrive, and then work together to destroy that big guy, maybe the outcome of my life would have been very different." But I was still very young, only two hundred and forty years old, and I always longed for glory, hoping to make more contributions to Forge Rock City, so that I could live up to my status as a Storm Dwarf. ”

"If I lived to be a third of your age, I would be quite satisfied. Barrett smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I was less than a fraction of your age when I was alive." ”

"You may not know that our Storm Dwarves will live longer than dragons, a gift and gift from the Father. Calvin silently recited the name of the god again, "but we are also extremely few in number, and it may only take a few hundred years before one is born, and most of them die in childbirth, because we are naturally a little large." ”

Actually, I'm not too interested in the lifespan of your Storm Dwarves and how they came to be. Barrett thought so, but listened attentively.

It was a skill he had learned from his lovely children, and the gentle women were always very good at listening to the complaints and confiding of adventurers. They will hug your head to your chest, stroke and curl your hair with their hands, and listen to you tell about the thrills and palpitations of your adventure. At the end of the day, they will soothe your tension and fear with their warm bodies, and let you fall asleep.

Of course, the premise of all this is that you must bring enough gold coins.

"The longest-lived Storm Dwarf, Modjmar, lived for nearly 4,000 years, uniting the ancient and relatively loose dwarven clans, ending the civil war between the dwarves forever and creating the first nation in the history of the dwarves, Wimsdai! Calvin continued, "Mordimar abdicated the year after he founded the Dwarven kingdom, and he became a legendary blacksmith by the fireside. He's always been my role model and always ......"

The Storm Dwarf turned his head to look at the blue flames in the forge, and his face became a little sad again.

This guy is really depressed, "I hear, you're also a legendary blacksmith?" Barrett asked purposefully.

"No, I'm not. Calvin shook his head, "The legendary blacksmith will create immortal equipment, create artifacts that can change history, and his name will be deeply engraved in the historical records of the entire main material plane, praised and sung by the world." No matter how time passes, epochs iterate, they can't be erased. And I'm nothing more than a pathetic undead who has lost his surname. ”

"Regardless, your name is still quite loud in the Eternal Body. Barrett explained, "There are a lot of people who want to get a weapon you have crafted, like me. He finally got the topic of not knowing where to go, and successfully came back around.

"Well, get your materials out, Death Knight, and I'll try to create something that will satisfy you. Your presence has strengthened my faith in God the Father. Calvin finally nodded in agreement. The expression on the Storm Dwarf's face, though still sad, was at least much better than when he entered the door, "Father must have sent you to advise me, even if you become an undead, you can't be depressed forever." ”

No, it was actually some strange mage who asked me to come to you. Barrett didn't say that the most, he obediently took out the two huge dragon teeth and placed them on the table next to the forge.

"I've heard that crafting equipment in the Dark Realm is not the same as building equipment in the main material plane, and it seems that there are other materials that can be added to it?" Barrett asked, then handed the two crystal bone pieces to Calvin.

"Yes, you're right. The blacksmith took the crystal bone fragment and looked at it in his hand, "In this plane, you can't ignite the heat and flames that are strong enough to melt the metal, so the original forging process can't be used at all. Once the mages of your Magic Empire had established themselves in this dark plane, they hoped to develop a new craft fueled by endless negative energy in order to better arm their undead minions. You know, normal metal weapons and armor don't last long here. ”

Calvin fiddled with the bone fragment at will, and the expression on his face was very indifferent, as if he was quite familiar with this thing, "Although the mages of the empire are very good at using magic, they are not very familiar with the work on the anvil. So, they pulled me and dozens of other grandmasters, quasi-legends, and even two legendary blacksmiths out of the grave and worked together to study the forging methods that are now used in the Dark Realm. One of the legendary blacksmiths is our dwarven Adamantite Bearded Wolfgar, and the other is Middleton, the magician of your humans. ”

Middleton Barrett felt as if he had vaguely heard the name somewhere.

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