At six o'clock in the morning, the entire underground factory began to wake up, the metal walls were covered with frost, and the cold was breeding on them, and each researcher's shoes were specially made bearskin shoes, and the bottom was studded with stubby nails that firmly grasped the ice and did not slip.

It seems to have entered a harsh winter, but there is no fierce snowstorm, the researchers in blue-gray clothes keep walking around, not saying a word between them, for fear that their mouths will be full of ice slag as soon as they open their mouths, their clothes are thin enough to look like the coats worn in autumn, but inside it is a special clothing made of their skin and concentrated fat layer when trading their corpses with the Minotaurs in the Arctic North, the Minotaurs live in the northern part of the Arctic all year round, where the temperature is much lower than that of the underground factories, so the research clothes made of parts of the bodies of those creatures are not too thick but very warm, and each set of armor like this is very expensive, even if the white king's financial resources are exhausted, he can't afford to buy a set.

Corillo stood in front of the metal door of the underground factory, the metal door was tens of meters high, flying into the four-legged flying dragon, there was a metal statue in front of the door that could not see the face, and the body was hidden in the robe, it is said that every early morning, Corillo was the first to get up, exposing his elderly body to the cold environment, looking at the statue.

"Corillo, who the hell is he?" East Corner didn't understand the behavior of these nerds, he had met devout believers like him in school, and he looked at the statue in awe more than he saw his parents.

"Don't bother me!" Curillo cursed with his beard blowing.

Dongjiao rolled his eyes, he really wanted to prove that he could smash this mysterious looking but just a big piece of metal statue with one punch, and it was better to believe in the statue than to believe in him, at least he was a living person, maybe he could be happy, and he could touch his head and enjoy a bowl of hot porridge like a god touched a believer.

There was a deafening roar from behind the metal door, as if an earthquake was being held deeper underground, and the east corner looked like there was no one at all, and something that was being born behind the door could easily create an earthquake.

"Whew. Corillo's closed eyes slowly opened, and his cloudy eyes became clear, like a light source in the dark.

"It's really a good medicine, old thing, it's better than drugs. ”

"Shut your foul mouth, East Point, I have every right to keep you out of this place in the future. Corillo glared, he was old, and he was at least a little dignified when he was angry, and the east corner knew that Corillo rarely joked and did what he said.

"I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared of you. Dongjiao raised his hands and pretended to surrender, still smiling in his mouth, "Old guy, who the hell is he." ”

"The First Sage. ”

Dongjiao took a deep breath: "Oh my God! That's the First Sage!"

There may be people who don't know the names of their parents, they don't know the names of the monarchs of their country, but there are no people who don't know the first sage, he is the air that can be inhaled at any time, and the indispensable water can be seen everywhere in the sea, and his face is not known, and the record in the history books is only a few words.

He created alchemy.

A few simple words speak louder than any description.

"I really didn't expect that there were two realms entirely, and the first sage had such a faithful believer. ”

"No, since they are all human, I have every reason to give my heart to him. ”

"Sounds like a confession. ”

"If I could, I would. Corillo walked to the door, holding the red rocker in his hand, his body began to tremble, "A reckless man like you can't imagine his greatness, it's like we can't understand the Vatican, it's just that they are the difference between one dead and one alive." ”

"And the right to decide whether you live or die. Dongjiao said lightly, the huge metal door slowly opened, and Dongjiao seemed to return to before coming here, to see the royal family, and behind the door sat the emperor who dominated all beings.

"If you want me to say, why not build the factory in a field of alchemy, wouldn't that be more convenient. ”

"It's more dangerous. Corillo glanced at the eastern corner, "The alchemy realm is easier to discover, you know better than anyone how important the Northern Project is, although the original project is troublesome, it is just trouble." ”

The metal door finally opened, and the east corner with hundreds of beams of light couldn't open its eyes, and the figures were crowded, and no one noticed the two people who came in at all, and the huge factory covered an area of several kilometers, a hundred meters high, like an opening stage, and the protagonist was about to appear.

Dongjiao opened his eyes, his gaze went directly through the space, locked onto a metal armor, and he could see it at a glance in a factory with complex terrain, like an emperor going out on a parade, surrounded by his people.

"Oh my God!" the proprietor walked down the steps with the handrail, the coldness of his hands that could frostbite people was ignored by him, he trembled, his voice was hoarse, his steps began to float, he felt that he was standing in front of the emperor of the southern kingdom, and he couldn't help but bow his head.

"Northern Spear ······" Corillo whispered.

In the records of various civilizations, military pilots and arcanists often cannot dominate the battlefield, because military pilots and arcanists who are powerful enough to turn the world upside down are too rare, or even none, and it is difficult to cultivate one with the power of the country.

At that time, there was no Brahmana in this world, and human beings suppressed other species to the death, dragons and Gagorio were all subjects, and the wars between humans depended on soldiers and horses, and the corpses of the crowds were higher than the city walls. Finally, in Gasoma, alchemist Feldspar, who is also a master weapon, came up with the idea of using the world's most advanced skills to create armor, alchemy-fueled killing machines.

As soon as the idea came out, it caused a sensation in the whole world, and the revolution that lasted for a hundred years was set off, and the surging tide swept all human countries, subverting all the old ideas, from the initial steel armor to the armor that operated with steam, named 'slippery head', and the applicability of the new armor came out, which suddenly changed the mode of war, and mankind took the concept of feldspar as the development prospect.

Feldspar was exhausted in the second half of his life, and the Gasoma royal family provided all the resources he needed, using the stone of the quasi-sage created by the third sage as the power source, and the strongest armor 'Heavenly Ghost' came into being.

The war armor of later generations was generally used by the heavenly ghosts.

"It's just beautiful. Corillo looked like he was looking at his lover, his eyes full of admiration.

"If he succeeds, he will surpass the gods. Dongjiao asked sideways, the god in his mouth was the armor of the god group on the day of the Lu Mang incident.

"Celestials, hehe, that's vulnerable. ”

East Corner took a long breath.

"As its body, too many people have devoted their lives to it, and finally achieved it, as long as it is an excellent power source, I believe, it will be comparable to a real heavenly ghost!" Corillo said in a voice like a bronze bell.

More than 500 years ago, the pioneer of progress in the west of Sibreyer, a miner named Schney dug out an unseen ore in a mountain and river, all the tools were useless wood in front of it, the metal extracted from the ore was unprecedentedly hard, with a very high metal memory, the only drawback was the need to maintain activity at low temperatures, in order to reward the miner, the metal was named Schneyer, and then it was used as a high-end industry, and the metal for armaments and weapons could only be used with the approval of the royal family.

Dongjiao finally noticed that the northern spear was missing a diamond-shaped hole in its chest, which was obviously just an inconspicuous place, but it looked like an uncarved diamond, with a big flaw.

"The armor was researched and produced ten years ago, and I can tell you about its function all day, and the next ten years have been about the power source, but it has not been successful, if you can······" Corillo's eyes suddenly burst into flames, which only a crazed pagan would have, fanatical and desperate.

"It's better to use a philosopher's stone. ”