"My dear, you're too whimsical. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Doesn't sending the wind into the molten iron make the temperature even lower, and how can it heat up and make the molten iron boil?"

"Haha, Sean, what do you think?"

"I think what my mother said is very right. ”

“...... Didn't I show you how? ”

"Father, you can only strike iron, and you can't cook. ”

"You stinky boy......

Although Sean and his mother had both questioned their father's idea, as his father demonstrated the whole process of smelting and supplying air, the doubts immediately turned into surprise and heartfelt admiration.

"Oh my God, Roger, this is really molten iron, you finally did it! It's incredible, it's the power of God!"

"Annie, this power does not belong to God. Receiving the affirmation from his family made his father very excited, he excitedly raised his hands and said, "This is the perfect combination of the power of nature and human wisdom!"

"Mother, what is Father talking about?"

"He's bragging about himself, let's ignore him and go to dinner. ”

"Hey, you two, wait for me!"

The corners of Sean's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

The bits and pieces of his life with his parents are indelible warm memories in his mind.

In those days of fighting for his life, whenever he was under siege, whenever he was seriously injured, whenever he was in a desperate situation, it was these warm memories that supported him and gave him the confidence and strength to live.

But behind every delightful fragment of memory, followed by heart-wrenching pain.

"You ...... You've killed Annie! I'm fighting you!"

These were the last words of the talented father left on earth, full of anger and despair.

Sean, who was only nine years old at the time, was lying in the haystack not far behind him, biting the dagger tightly in his mouth, and even if the corners of his mouth had been scratched bloody, he didn't dare to make a sound. He knew that no matter how cowardly he cried out or rushed out recklessly, he would do nothing but die with his parents.

He can't expose himself.

Only by hiding well can you have a chance to remember more characteristics of the enemy.

Only by hiding well can you have a chance to avenge your parents in the future.

Until he watched his father lay down his mother's corpse, brandishing his great sword and rushing at the enemy, and was finally killed.

He didn't expose himself.

Yes!!!

With a roar of pain, Sean burst into flames and threw a lightning-fast punch that slammed into the rock wall behind him, smashing a deep fist mark.

"Whew... Whew..."

Sean gasped and withdrew his fist, which was already stained with blood, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

I don't feel the pain, because the pain is in my heart.

He had to be strong.

Although at that moment, the enemies were all wearing unrecognizable ordinary armor and iron helmets with only one slit, it was impossible to see what they looked like.

But he still firmly remembered the voice of the other party's speech, the characteristics of his body and the move of his shot.

He believed that as long as he traveled all over the continent, he would meet one day.

So if he wants to take revenge, he has to seize the time now to become stronger and keep getting stronger.

Then, on the day he met the enemy, he could use the weapon left by his father, the swordsmanship taught to him by his mother, and the most cruel and bloody means to let the other party slowly experience the pain of death.

There was a muffled "boom" that pulled Sean out of his sad thoughts.

When he looked back, he saw that the molten iron in the flame crystal pot was already completely boiling, and countless bubbles were rushing out of the red molten matter, and the steaming heat began to escape from the vents reserved on the lid and the air used to supply air just now.

The heat was dark brown at first, but it didn't take long for it to turn red, and then a blazing flame erupted from several vents like an earthfire, turning the entire vessel into a huge torch.

Although it was not the first time that Sean had witnessed this terrifying scene, every time he saw the flames that kept erupting, he would be deeply shocked.

At this time, the flames erupting from the container were no longer the usual golden yellow, but a dazzling white.

Sean knew that this never-before-seen white flame meant that the burning had reached a higher temperature, which was enough to turn the iron ore into a pot of molten iron that could not be completely melted by the flames cast by fire-based magic.

This is the blazing flame that the casting masters of all the intelligent races on the continent have not been able to obtain in their lifetimes without the help of external forces such as dragon flame and earth fire.

And my father did it in a simple way that every foundry could master.

The erupting flames didn't last long, and after about a few hourglasses, they gradually weakened until they disappeared. Sean took a closer look, and the mineral excipients he had just put in had melted down, and now there were two distinct layers of liquid flowing in the pot.

The dark brown layer on the top should be the impurities separated from the iron ore after the excipients are melted, and the red layer below should be relatively pure molten iron.

Now the whole smelting process is only the last step.

Sean pulled out a high-sided tray from the last bag, also made of Yun Ying Flame Crystal, and placed the forbidden blood in the center of the tray.

In fact, if you take the iron ingots directly cast from the molten iron pot in the flame crystal pot and then smelt and forge them for the second time, you can also get very good quality iron, at least in terms of performance, it is not only far superior to Armani, Hermes and other brand-name iron smelted at low temperatures, even compared to Longgang, it is almost the same.

But Sean knows that his father has devoted his life to more than just to get a "pretty bad" evaluation.

He has only one goal, and that is to surpass the dwarven lava dragon steel.

However, my father also knew that Yunying Flame Crystal, a transparent and refractory material, was too special, and it was difficult to use magic to supply air.

There is little difference in performance, and if it cannot be mass-produced in scale, it will not be able to beat Longgang at all.

But mass production is easier said than done.

With his father's talent and diligence, he has been thinking hard for many years, but he can't come up with a perfect plan.

So he had to settle for the next best thing and find a way to improve the performance of this hard iron.

If you can find those legendary magical accessories and add them to this process that can smelt pure molten iron, you may be able to turn every weapon created in this way into a peerless weapon, overpowering Longgang in terms of quality.

So the forbidden blood came into my father's sight.