Chapter 8: The Mithril Badge

The pain of being pierced through the heart by the rough sword embryo made Scott's body tremble violently, but the unconscious brain could not wake up on its own, and could only allow the nerve to stimulate the muscles to produce fine convulsions like electric shock. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But the initiator of all this, Raymond von Swift, felt that all this was not enough, after all, this was a world with gods, and the value of a great blacksmith was enough to invite the great priest of a certain temple to spend a huge amount of life force and price to perform the [Resurrection Technique] for him. So he looked around again, and finally sneered and filled the large pile of coke that was used as fuel next to the forge into the forge for fuel.

"After about thirty breaths, the coke burns violently, igniting the entire mansion. ā€

"After being burned to ashes, the gods will come in person, and they will not be able to resurrect him!"

Like a fluttering breeze, Raymond, who thought he had cleaned up his hands, quietly burrowed out of the forge and disappeared into the dark night, just as he came, without a ripple.

Outside of his sight, the gear pattern around the Mithril badge carved with the archaic hammer suddenly detached from its main body and turned into six slender metal limbs that moved rapidly under Scott's placket.

The pace of this movement was so quick and subtle that it was almost the same rhythm as the spasms of Scott's body itself, that Raymond, who was at the top of the war rank, was not even aware of it.

In an instant, the Mithril Badge burrowed into Scott's impaled chest, and then placed two slender rack front legs on top of the blade that pierced Scott's heart. A magical scene unfolded, and the sword embryo that was put on by the thin leg of the rack seemed to have encountered an unusually terrifying heat, but in the blink of an eye, it began to dissolve and liquefy, and ooze out of Scotter's wound, but this was not the effect of the heat, because Scott's body did not show any signs of being burned.

Little by little, the speed at which the sword embryo melted faster and faster, and the sword embryo that Raymond had stabbed fiercely was extremely forceful, and after piercing Scott's shoulder blades, it not only penetrated his heart, but also pierced deep through his chest and pierced into the ground paved with blue rock in the forging room.

And in just a few breaths, the thick sword embryo has completely dissolved and liquefied and discharged from the wound on Scott's chest, and then, the strange Mithril badge used its rack and thin legs to gently open the wound on Scott's chest, burrowed into it, and disappeared without a trace, and the spasms of Scott's body slowly stopped, and began to gradually cool.

But that's not the end, it's just the beginning!

After just a few pauses to breathe, Scott's body trembled violently again, and with each violent tremor, Scott's body would shrink by a strange point, and the wound that ran through his body would heal as well.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding~"

"Bell Bell Bell ~"

With the violent tremor of Scott's body, all the metal products in the forge seemed to have gained life, they trembled, melted, and approached Scott's body in the slightest, and those precious forging materials that were not taken away by Raymond crawled out of the steel casting locket like a mouse, fell to the bluestone ground, and finally squirmed onto Scott's body, slowly melting and then wrapping the shrinking Scotter, forming a constantly beating metal cocoon.

On the surface of the metal cocoon, the arcane curves that make people feel dizzy at a glance continue to grow, and finally grow into a spider web-like pattern full of arcane runes, enveloping the entire metal cocoon.

If Scott could see the surface of the metal cocoon at this moment, he would be surprised to find that this arcane pattern bears a striking resemblance to the gear pattern that covers the Mithril badge. But Scott was now wrapped in a metal cocoon.

"Boom~"

About the same time as Raymond had estimated when he left, after more than thirty breaths, flames with enough fuel rushed out of the forge, enveloping the entire forge in a sea of fire and shrouding the mysterious metal cocoon.

The ferocious fire immediately attracted people's attention, and eleven war-rank royal guards and high-ranking mercenaries immediately rushed to the place where the fire was ignited, and the two hundred and forty-two guard-rank royal attendants were a little slower, but brought a lot of fire extinguishing equipment, and began to control the fire.

However, the fire was so intense, because there was not only coke in Scott's forge room, but also more fiery forging materials such as elemental fire and flame essence, the fire could not be controlled at all, and after the fire engulfed the forge room, it engulfed half of the forge master's mansion, which was extinguished under the fourth-level spell [Ice Storm] of the archmage Kyle Deller attracted by the light of the Heavenly Fire.

On that day, in the winter of 943 in the Northern Kingdom, most of the mansion of the Great Forge was burned down, and the whereabouts of the Great Forge Scott von Swift were unknown.

But in this monstrous fire, no one found that a metal cocoon gradually turned into a transparent nothingness in a burst of blue flickering under the scorching flames...

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Darkness, nothingness, falling, eternal falling.

Scott doesn't know why he's here, only that there is a deep darkness around him, and a sense of falling that seems to have lasted since the beginning of the world, and continues until the end of the world...

After an unknown amount of time, Scott's eyes lit up, and a soft light pierced through the deep darkness, allowing his eyes to function again.

For a moment, Scott held his breath, and in front of him, a magnificent landscape slowly unfolded like a picture scroll.

The scenery was so wonderful, and so remote, in the dark but starlit backdrop, a huge azure sphere that occupied most of Scotter's field of vision was slowly rotating, and around it, dozens of similar balls of fiery red, dark blue, brown and yellow, or dark were constantly rotating around it, although there was no sound, it was so quiet, so beautiful.

Scott was completely mesmerized by this view, he had never seen such a view, and he had never imagined such a wonderful thing in the world, and for some reason, an incomparably deep emotion welled up in his heart, which made his eyes burst into tears, and he wanted to kneel in front of the huge blue sphere at once.

"Successor, this is a nice view, isn't it?!"

An old voice woke Scott from his emotion, and he wiped the tears from his eyes and turned vigilantly, only to find an old dwarf standing behind him.

The old man's hair and beard were already snow-white, and the folds on his face were piled up to fit the thin legs of a mosquito, but the old man's eyes were still clear and sharp, just like the Heroic Rank Dwarf Defender sent by the Milt Auction House to the [Invincible Force].

As we all know, the dwarven race is a long-lived race, with an average lifespan of more than three hundred years, and to achieve the hair color of the old man in front of them, it must at least exceed two hundred and fifty years of accumulation to achieve.

The old man was dressed in gray-brown linen, his long snow-white hair and beard were neatly tied with gold hoops, and on his chest, a silver-white badge reflected the cold light.

Scott's pupils constricted slightly, and he had always been quite confident in his memory and observation, because a person who did not have a good memory and careful observation could not become a master blacksmith. He looked at the silver-white badge on the old dwarf's chest very carefully, and at the same time he was very impressed, because not long ago, he had taken this badge from the inside of [Invincible Force] and carefully put it into the inner pocket of his coat.

"Yes, it's so beautiful that you can't even dream of it, and it's so moving. ā€

"Still, I miss my dusty, iron-clad forge room. ā€

"When will I be able to go back, sir?"

Scott replied to the old dwarf's words, but the old dwarf didn't seem to hear Scott's words, but spoke to himself.

"Successor, this is indeed an extremely touching scenery, I think you must be moved to tears when you see this scenery, and there is an urge to kneel in your heart, right?!"

"But how would you feel if I told you that it was all a fake?"

The old dwarf slowly walked past Scott's side, and gently stretched out his left hand with a finger, and several silvery-white rays of light shot out from his fingertips, and immediately one of the largest dark spheres in the sphere that revolved around the huge azure sphere swirled rapidly in front of the two of them.

And the structure of the dark sphere immediately appeared in front of the two, it was a sphere composed of countless sheets, layer by layer like tree bark layers through some mysterious force to coalesce into a ball, and at the same time, the layers were not stable, but constantly colliding and separating.

Perhaps, this is not enough to look at, so let's zoom in a little more. ā€

The old dwarf's left hand pointed again, and the same silvery-white light shot out, and immediately a certain layer on the black sphere quickly enlarged in front of Scott, and Scott could even see that there was an ant-sized creature moving above.

However, the magnification did not stop at this time, but continued to magnify until these creatures were the size of ants and the size of Scott himself.

Magnified to such an extent, the crimson skin, the horns of these creatures curved like cattle and sheep, and the hoove-like lower limbs and menacing faces of the anti-joints immediately caused Scott's pupils to contract sharply, and the muscles on his cheeks began to throb.

"Tanari Devil !!"

Scott's mouth exclaimed, although he was not a warfighter and had not participated in any battles, the status of the Great Forge Master could still allow him to understand some secrets, and what appeared in front of him at this moment was the terrifying race recorded in the Royal Library, which once created boundless killing on the Rollance Continent.

Scott's eyes couldn't help but turn to the dark sphere made of countless layers.

"Is that ... The bottomless abyss?!"