But how did Tilda blow up?

Back in the palace, Han Dongwen was still puzzled.

He originally wanted to get his hands on the Yunpo Sword as soon as possible, and then use the leftovers from the last time to make another human puppet, so that he could move outside the palace, but after such a fuss tonight, Mo said that the Yunpo Sword was shattered, and even Tilda, who had been sleeping for a long time, had one hand broken.

Tilda is not an enemy to Han Dong-moon, which is undoubtedly bad news.

"Alas...... That's what it means when the roof leak happens to rain overnight, right? ”

He let out a long breath, looked at the empty dormitory, and shook his head with a wry smile.

If there was any good news tonight, it was probably the silver arm, which apparently lit up when the ice that sealed Tilda burst.

Although there was no real danger to Han Dongwen later, he knew that this thing was not a simple ornament, and it seemed that he would react to the danger he encountered, which was a good thing.

Han Dongwen lifted the sleeve robe in his left hand, stared at the arm for a long time, and took a deep breath:

"Birds!"

However, nothing happened, so he had to smile wryly and sit back at his desk.

On the table was the Yunpo Sword that had been broken into several pieces, and he was originally expecting to use the Yunpo Sword to enter the marrow, but now he ......

"One, two, three......"

Han Dongwen pulled the fragments of the Yunpo Sword on the table, counting the hilt, the Yunpo Sword was broken into a total of six sections.

"I wonder if the fragments can still be put into the marrow?"

He thought with some amusement, and looked at the half-dismantled model of Yihong Mansion in the corner of the library.

The remaining materials were barely enough for him to reproduce the first machine again, Han Dongwen stood up and carried the materials, only to find that there were more ores that were not available at the beginning.

"Oh, yes, it's the Miyun placer mine that was going to be used as a camera."

He whispered to himself, there is now a live broadcast room of Sherlock Hook on the border, and this kid is very afraid of death, so the camera is not so important at the moment.

“…… This thing is just for players to use for pinching cards, but it doesn't use so much......"

Han Dongwen thought about it, threw the Boyang stone with inferior texture to the general, took the Miyun sand ore in his hand and weighed it for a moment, and nodded as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay, just see if the fragments of this Yunpo Sword can still be used."

He hadn't forgotten the magic of refining the human puppet, and he didn't know if this strange advantage of remembering skills very clearly was due to the blessing of the game, Han Dongwen recalled the way Jiang Keyin made a move last time, and began to recite the magic trick.

In front of him, the Miyun sand ore gradually rose, slowly turning into a fine powder, and then swirling, gradually weaving bones.

"...... Together"

The painting of bones and skin has been completed, and Gu Hanyang, who had been broken in two and torn to a blur of flesh and blood, appeared in front of Han Dongwen again.

But the most important thing is to enter the marrow, otherwise, this Gu Hanyang is a doll doll, and leaving a male doll in his dormitory like this, Han Dongwen thinks that the impact will not be too good.

"Success, success, success......"

Han Dongwen silently chanted, raising his hand and pointing at the fragments of the Yunpo Sword spread out on the desk.

Under the simple control of the Imperial Weapon, the fragment belonging to the tip of the sword floated up leisurely and slowly moved to the position of the human puppet's spine.

"Come!"

Han Dongwen silently thought in his heart, and the tip of the sword and the dust condensed by the dense cloud sand were one.

Success or failure is here and now.

"Smack!"

Han Dongwen jumped down with a not-so-small movement, followed by a violent crackling and violent shaking, and when he fixed his eyes, he found that the remaining fragments of the Yunpo Sword on the table were constantly vibrating, and they were also slowly moving in the direction of the human puppet with the vibration.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Before Han Dongwen could react, the fragments of the broken sword flew up from the table like a magnet and slammed into the half-cut spine exposed by the human puppet.

The broken sword was merged together at the spine of the puppet.

"Broken Sword Reforge?"

Han Dongwen was overjoyed, and immediately thought of this familiar word, but unfortunately he fixed his eyes and found that the fragments were only in one place, and there were still cracks between them, and they were not as intact as before.

"Let's just do it...... Don't fly, don't fly! ”

After refining a puppet last time, the first machine woke up in Bailan Mountain inexplicably, he just hoped that this was because there was something special about Bailan Mountain, don't choose the destination randomly, it would be too pitiful.

"In the palace, or Bailan Mountain, Bailan Mountain is the best."

Han Dongwen read silently, raised his hand slightly, and solemnly and carefully recited the last paragraph of the formula.

Shrouded in white light, the human puppet could no longer see the figure, only a cloud of light that fluctuated from time to time.

A familiar sense of detachment began to emerge.

Everything was the same as the last time he was refining the first machine, which made Han Dongwen feel a lot more relieved, and he followed the example of the previous time, took a few steps back, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Done."

The red light from the eyelids is extinguished, and the energy is no longer gone.

Everything seemed to show that switching to the Dense Cloud Sand and the Shattered Cloud Pur Sword didn't seem to bring any trouble.

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and opened his eyes excitedly and apprehensively, and the familiar study came into view.

Other than that, there is nothing.

"It works!"

He turned around suddenly, rushed to the perimeter of his dragon bed in three steps and two steps, took out the Xuanji plate and buckled it in his arms, and closed his eyes excitedly.

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The north wind howled.

A breath of dry and cold air penetrated into Han Dongwen's nostrils, a feeling he was no longer familiar with.

Is it the north, is it Bailan Mountain?

He was about to open his eyes when a foul stench hit him, almost like something tangible, making it difficult for him to open them.

After a while, Han Dongwen struggled to stand up on the ground.

It was the smell of the battlefield, corpses, congealed blood, charred flesh, all sorts of things.

Han Dongwen gasped for breath and looked around excitedly and intently.

That's right, this is Bailan Mountain.

This is Bailan Mountain!

But apparently the place where he is at the moment is already a mess, it seems that although this is not a frontal battlefield that he has seen in the live broadcast room, it is also a certain foot of a mountain that has been affected.

"It really works, awesome!"

Han Dongwen subconsciously reached his hand behind him and groped his spine, only to realize that he was once again naked and exposed to this ice and snow.

"Where's the thing, it's still there?"

Such thoughts swept through Han Dongwen's mind like lightning, and after regaining control of the first machine, he was finally able to see his status clearly from the data again.

This feeling is very different, even after the last time the first machine was reimbursed, the plague king's own body has been strengthened to a certain extent, and it seems that he has mastered some of the skills he learned when he was the first machine, but after all, there is no way to get the knot intuitively, and there is nowhere to show it, and he has to be careful to be discovered.

Outside the palace, there is naturally a good outside the palace.

Han Dongwen couldn't wait to try to open the panel of the first machine, if he remembered correctly, he should have a messy skill that he had learned, from tearing the winter fist to the stealing of believers, it was useless for too long, he almost forgot it.

"And the most important thing, I finally got Jack Guo's ......"

He was only halfway through his whispered self-talk, when the whole person suddenly froze in place and fell into a long silence.

This......

What the is this?

In front of him, the words formed by the light were incomparably dazzling, and it was obviously a few simple lines, but Han Dongwen couldn't close his mouth for a long, long time.

【Emperor's First Machine】(Puppet)

Wandering God: Uldu Tully

Mastery: Knight of Temperance

Han Dongwen, a naked man in the ice and snow, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and opened the list of skills tremblingly.

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