As soon as the sky was clear, and some of the sergeants had not yet gotten up, Otta's hut was pushed open, and then, he saw Ota walking out with a happy face, although his eyes were red and bloodshot, but he came to the camp kitchen without care, and saw that several sergeants were busy and did not disturb, and went straight to a few steaming cauldrons, picked up a large iron bowl with a big head, picked out a few pieces of animal meat and ate them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A day and a night of forging and carving patterns can make Ota tired enough, which is not only a matter of mental consumption, but also of painstaking effort.

Just as the sky was about to break, Orta finally carved all the patterns, and even the magic beads were inlaid at the back end of the handle, and it was almost time to practice.

After recovering and refreshed, Ota began to refine his hands, slicing his palms and holding them on the handle, and then began to chant the mantra of the Witch's Bone Staff.

With the formula, his blood gurgled in the groove composed of patterns, and the strange thing was that there were patterns on both sides of the big sword in his hand, and no matter how he turned it, the blood did not drip down, and when the blood filled the groove, the magic bead on the hilt of the sword suddenly lit up, and a bright red light began to shine.

At this moment, Ota only felt a shock in his heart, he hadn't appeared for a long time, the cold and evil palpitating feeling suddenly appeared, Ota was surprised and almost threw the big sword out, but he was stuck in the palm of his hand and couldn't shake it off at all, fortunately, this cold feeling was not very strong, and Ota could suppress it, so Ota continued to chant the beast language in surprise, hoping to complete the sacrifice as soon as possible.

The bright red light like blood walked up in the patterns on both sides of the sword body, and the light was full of light under the urging of the beast language, and the whole big sword was bright red as if it had just been fished out of the blood water, and Ota also felt a burst of dizziness, and the essence blood and vitality in the body were instantly drained away by a small half, and entered the big sword along the palm of the hand, and the entire arm visibly shrank to the naked eye, and the skin was dry and dull and wrinkled, like the skin of a seventy or eighty-year-old man.

This is still the fact that Ota calls the white light every day to wash his body and get rid of fatigue, which makes his qi and blood extremely vigorous, and if he is a bystander, it is not that one arm is withered now, but that the whole person will be seventy or eighty.

The palpitating sensation grew stronger and stronger, and the withered hand began to tremble, and the blood-colored greatsword seemed to break free and fly, and at the same time, the blood in the groove seemed to begin to breathe, bulging one second and retracting the next.

Before he could figure it out, an extremely subtle streak of blood suddenly grew in the blood in the pattern, if it weren't for the white light that had just been used to cover his body to counteract the devouring power of the great sword, ordinary vision would really not be able to see these subtle changes.

Just as Otta's withered arm slowly recovered in the white light, the subtle blood streaks were also changing, and began to grow tangled with each other, gradually becoming thicker and longer, and there was a slight "snort" sound.

This scene is somewhat similar to the scene when the witch sacrificed the bone staff.

When the long string of beast words was about to be recited, the bloodshot had already fused from a thick and slender knot into several earthworms the thickness of little fingers, and poured towards the magic bead embedded in the back of the hilt, covering the magic bead in the blink of an eye, wrapping it into a ball.

At this time, Ota only felt a shock in his heart again, the magic bead that could no longer be seen seemed to shine, and the blood in the pattern was soaked into the iron spirit sword body, and a dark red complex pattern flashed out, and the strange thing was that the dark red groove was visibly bulging with the naked eye, as if it was growing slowly, and after a few minutes passed, the dark red pattern flashed, and it actually faded away on the sword body, but the sword body was smooth like a mirror, and the pattern carved by Ota took a night of effort to disappear.

At this moment, an inexplicable sense of familiarity passed from the big sword, as if it was originally a part of his body, and he swung it a few times, and this familiarity was even stronger, although it had not yet reached the level of natural as the fingers of the arm, but it was almost the same.

This familiarity means that the sacrifice is complete?

Orta wasn't very sure, after all, this was the first time he had made and refined a magic orb weapon.

So the big sword carefully observed and felt, the appearance is not much different from the ordinary big sword, but the color is silver and dazzling, the sword body is wider and the two blades are sharper, but the start is very heavy, this big sword made of iron has weighed more than two hundred and ten pounds, ordinary soldiers can't hold it at all, let alone want to wield it.

After a few swings, Ota nodded with satisfaction with the weight and sharpness, and next, he was about to make the final verification of the greatsword, and Ota also wanted to see what kind of changes would occur in this greatsword after it became a magic bead weapon and was refined.

Orta cleared the blacksmith shop, making a large clearing, and then pondered for a moment with his orb greatsword in hand. There are only a few spells he has obtained from witches, one is to use white light to save people, but it cannot be confirmed at this time, and the other is to summon a light shield to protect himself.

So after Orta silently recited the beast language, the big sword suddenly lit up, and a circular light mask appeared on Orta's body, but this cover was different from before, not only was it much larger, but even the color of the light wall was no longer white, but a large gray with red spots, but it felt very thick and solid.

After feeling it, Ota immediately found that the white light in his body was not consumed at all, and this light mask was completely the magic bead embedded in the big sword.

Ota couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and in the future, he would no longer have to worry about the white light in his body running out and having a headache, as long as he paid attention to the energy consumption in the magic bead at any time.

Ota slowly activated the white light in his body and experimented with it, only to see that the gray light mask with red spots became thicker, and the color began to change, the more white light was urged, the bigger the red spots became.

Is there nothing else?Is it really like Lord Xia Rui said, most of the weapons made from magic beads are useless, and some can't even kill a rabbit?

Outa looked at the Demon Bead Sword and pondered, after spending so much effort and only having this auxiliary effect, it really felt like the gains outweighed the losses.

Outa carefully recalled the process of the sacrifice, and after a long time, the corner of his mouth suddenly waved his hand with a smile, and at the same time silently recited a beast language in his mouth.

I saw that with a wave of the big sword, layers of ripples rippled in the air, and it turned out to be a sharp sharp blade cutting through the air, which showed how fast Outa's sword was out.

And at this moment, a blood-red light suddenly flashed on the sword's body, and then, after seeing the red light flash, it flew out of the sword like a flint, and heard a loud "boom", and the iron ore filled with a tank on the opposite side was scattered like an explosion, and some of the ore was broken into several palm-sized pieces and fell to the ground.

Ota was stunned, and only reacted after standing on the ground for a long time, but fortunately his blacksmith shop was wrapped in animal skins, one was to keep out the cold, and the other was to isolate the sound, although the sound was loud, it did not attract anyone's attention, so he was relieved.

And this blow just now, after careful recall, Orta finally remembered another beast mantra of the witch from his mind, it was the light bullet technique it had performed on the suspension bridge, Orta used this to succeed, and it was extremely powerful, after breaking through a large hole in the iron trough, it also hit the iron ore inside everywhere, and the ore in the center was even smashed into pieces, such a great power was really beyond Ota's expectations, how could you not like it?

As he pondered it, Ota's stomach rumbled, and he felt that he was already hungry, but he ignored the excitement just now, and now he couldn't bear it anymore and went to the kitchen to eat.

After eating and drinking, Ota went back to sleep beautifully, and that night he only familiarized himself with the Magic Bead Sword again and modified its color to make it dark and inconspicuous, and then fell asleep again.

After two days of recuperation, Ota planned to combine the two Xuantie greatsword into one to make a magic bead weapon, after all, it was very laborious to carve the pattern, and the sacrificial greatsword had a greater loss of his essence blood and vitality, so he needed to call on the white light to recover well.

Three days later, when the two Xuantie swords were finally combined into one, they were made into the Magic Bead Sword, this time with the previous experience, the process of carving the pattern was naturally much easier, and the preparation of the sacrifice of this sword was also very smooth, although a lot of essence and blood were lost, but after a day or two it was also restored to harm.