Although there were heavy casualties, the village was defended after all.

The heavy fir wood inlaid with iron nails slowly opened, and the dwarf women, children, and old people hiding in the village welcomed the warriors who had defended the village home with grief.

And Modimus, who returned home with his scarred body, did not rest, but came to Scott's room to recuperate.

"I don't know your name and ethnicity yet. ”

"But you're the one who climbed over the trolls. ”

The village where Modimus is located is not large, everyone is very familiar with it, and the dwarven warriors who can kill the trolls are all in the wall to block the frostmane trolls, and the women, children, and old people who are hiding have no such combat power, so it is most likely Scott.

Looking at Modimus' hopeful gaze, Scott hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I killed the trolls. ”

Scott's answer made the hope in Modimus's eyes more obvious, but Scott's next words turned his hopes into disappointment.

"I have the power to wipe out the entire tribe of trolls, but I can't help you kill them. ”

"Indeed, although I fished you out of the lake, but you also helped us to defend the village, how can I ask for more?"

A wry smile appeared on Modimus's face, although he saved Scott, Scott had also repaid the favor by helping to defend the village, and was no longer obligated to help the village eliminate such a threat as the Frostmane Troll.

However, with the death of Grelyn Whitebeard, there is no second person in the village who can command everyone, and this time to stop the invasion of the trolls, the soldiers in the village have suffered heavy casualties, and they are no longer able to resist the invasion of the trolls again.

Perhaps, it's time to cross the Cold Ridge Trail and move the whole village to Karanos?

"I can't kill all the trolls for you, but I can help you rebuild some weapons and shields. ”

"After all, I think that my life is still precious, and helping to defend the village is not enough to repay your kindness. ”

In the midst of Modimus's thoughts, Scott had already walked past him and grabbed Modimus' hammer from the first blacksmith's furnace.

Dwarves are born miners and blacksmiths, and almost every household has a blacksmith furnace and mining equipment, and there are plenty of ores piled up in the corners of the houses at any given time. Although the valley of Coldridge is forever dominated by winter, the deep snow is rich in minerals, which is the main reason why the dwarves have made their home here.

Modimus's war hammer is made by himself, the main material is made of copper ore unique to the Cold Ridge Valley as the core material, the outside is wrapped with hard steel to increase strength, and the handle is the common fir wood outside the village, the whole warhammer has no edges and corners, it looks round and heavy.

Although such a design and construction process ensures the use of functions, it does not have particularly outstanding characteristics, and can only be said to be an extremely ordinary weapon.

At least in Scott's eyes.

Glancing sideways, the coals in the blacksmith's furnace were still smoldering, and Scott thought for a moment, and suddenly a crimson flame burst out in his hand, enveloping the entire warhammer in it.

Fire Elemental Mystery, Move!

The fire elemental mysteries absorbed from the lava heart were not used to fight against the masters, but for the first time, they were dedicated to an inconspicuous hammer, but under the wrapping of the three fire elemental mysteries, no fuel was needed, and the whole warhammer became fiery red in a few breaths, and even had a tendency to melt!

"These ingredients are enough for the warhammer, but there is still a little bit of the main ingredient missing!"

Frowning slightly, Scott swept through the ore stacked in the corner, which was basically copper, iron, and tin ore, and there was nothing he wanted.

"Do you have any better ore?"

Turning his head, Scott looked at Modimus and asked. And the latter's gaze was stunned by the red warhammer in Scott's hand at this moment. What kind of power is this, it can be beaten and forged countless times, and the most satisfying warhammer is baked so soft, that Modimus even saw Scott's finger print on the warhammer!

But after a moment's pause, Modimus listened to Scott's words, tilted his head sideways and thought for a moment, and then ran to his room.

"When I was mining, I once found a hard piece of ore. ”

"I used to bake in a blacksmith's furnace for three days and three nights, and the ore still did not change, and I threw it aside. ”

"Don't wait, I'll go get it. ”

Soon, a swarthy piece of ore was in Scott's hands.

Throwing the hammer into the blacksmith's furnace to keep it warm, Scott's palm once again erupted with flames containing the meaning of the fire element, enveloping the swarthy ore in it.

This kind of flame was transformed by Scott's power, and with a slight touch, Scott immediately felt the extraordinariness of this ore, even if it was burned for nearly a quarter of an hour by the flame that fused the mysteries of the three fire elements, this ore only became warmer, and it did not reach the state where it could be forged at all.

"Go and rest, Modimus. ”

"I guess the Frostmane Troll won't be coming back for a short time after this invasion. ”

"Your piece of ore is extraordinary, I need to study it carefully. ”

This research was studied by Scotter for a whole day. It took Scottrade half a day to melt the ore. It wasn't until finally, when the ore receded from its swarthy shell and melted into a silvery-cyan liquid, that Scotter recognized what it was.

"Hardened Adamantite, I didn't expect it to be a naturally formed piece of Hardened Adamantite!"

Feeling the wonder of nature, Scott lifted the hammer beside the blacksmith's furnace and began to forge it.

I already have a draft in my heart, and when I encounter such a rare piece of material, Scott's inner forging ** is aroused again, since he became the master of the fortress, he has hardly built anything, this time, his inspiration is like a spark!

The hammer rang out for a day and night, and when Modimus awoke from his sleep, a heavy and equally fierce hammer was placed at the head of his bed.

The square hammer body, one end with six armor-piercing cones, the other end is a single rounded hammer head, even the handle is made of copper ore poured steel, not only the handle has a non-slip pattern, but also the hammer body also has a special texture, just like the huge magic text that Scott once composed of runes.

"Hardened Adamantite Warhammer, I also stroked hard and armor-piercing, what name do you want, think slowly. ”

"I need a break. ”

Modimus stroked the hammer as if it were a lover's skin.

"My name is Modimus Anwemar, and I will call it Anwemar's Hammer!" (To be continued.) )

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