After the sacrifice left, many staff members have entered the work of identifying these cast equipment, and they dare not take it lightly, after all, each piece of cast equipment has a different value, even if it is a different surname, the value between them will be different.

The red-haired man who was the first to speak spoke again, and said, "It's not certain whether these things were forged by that little ghost! Think about it, this is more than a hundred pieces of casting equipment, even if it is a genius molder, it will take at least a year to accumulate, and only when it reaches the level of a level 4 creator can it start casting, right? How old was this little guy two years ago? It's only 11 years old! Do you believe that an 11-year-old ghost can reach a level 4 creator?"

His words woke everyone up at once, as he said, the average creator really needs to reach the level of a level 4 creator before he can start slowly learning to become a molder.

It's just that what they don't know is that the sacrificial priest is the owner of a Saint Yan caste, which is called the most fantastical caste of the caster, but they can't even think of it. And it didn't take a year to accumulate and cast, he just saw Uncle Dong's teacher and then according to the graphics left by Uncle Dong, it only took half a day to make more than 100 pieces of casting equipment.

None of these things, any of them, will be a big event that will shake the entire mold world.

In fact, the most surprised person at that time was no one else, officially Leng Wushuang, the sacrifice and Uncle Dong learned that she knew, it was only 1 day to complete the full game, and it only took 1 day to learn and manufacture more than 100 pieces of casting equipment. He looked at the sacrificial corpse as if he were looking at a monster.

At this time, a staff member walked to the room where Luffy was, and he reported all the previous sacrifices to Luffy, including the fact that the sacrifice had piled up more than 100 pieces of casting equipment in the hall, and also told Luffy 1510.

The corners of Luffy's mouth unconsciously showed a meaningful smile, and he said to himself, "It seems that this time I am really going to pick up the treasure!"

Then he whispered a few words into the staff member's ear and left the room directly.

At this time, the mourner was taken to the front of a room by the staff member and stopped. The staff member pushed open the door and said to the sacrifice, "This is the appraisal room of the level 2 molder, and the one next to it is Mr. Char, the guild's level 5 molder, and he is in charge of the identification of all level 2 molders. ”

After saying that, he respectfully handed over the information of the sacrifice to Char, and then voluntarily exited the room and looked at the door.

Char glanced at the information, looked the sacrifice up and down, and said, "Young man, are you sure you are coming to identify a level 2 molder? Although I am not obligated to help you save money, I have to say that if you are your age, even if you become a level 1 molder, you will become a genius that will be counted in the annals of history." ”

The priest smiled implicitly and said, "Hello Mr. Char, I don't care if I can be counted in the annals of history, I just want to take the profession of molder to the extreme." ”

When he said this, his originally high temperament seemed to be a lot lower. Because at this time, the sacrifice thought of Uncle Dong, which used to be Uncle Dong's dream, and now it has become his dream.

Char looked at the priest and smiled, and said, "Little one, you have ambition!

The priest shook his head and said, "Is there anything I need to prepare?"

With a wave of his right hand, Char saw a diamond-made countertop, with an extremely ordinary iron stone on the left and a vial of animal liquid on the right. At this time, Char threw out a scroll like a sacrifice.

Char pointed to the materials on the table and said, "As a molder, the easiest and most direct way to identify grades is to make them on site, I don't think you need me to teach you how to use these materials, right?"

The sacrificial corpse did not start making it immediately, and at this time he looked at Char with a serious face and said, "Mr. Char, before I cast, I hope you can promise me a condition!"

Char asked with a puzzled expression, "Young man, I don't know how to think about it, you'd better give up this idea!"

The priest shook his head and said, "No! I hope you don't tell me what you're going to see!"

Char smiled and said, "That's fine, as long as you don't cheat." I agreed to this condition!"

The priest glanced at Char, and he chose to trust the other party.

The priest took a deep breath, and he slowly calmed his mind. He opened the scroll, and what was depicted on the scroll was not a weapon, but a necklace, and the priest immediately determined that it was a forged equipment for defense.

At this moment, a golden-white flame on his left hand lit up the room like fireworks. Seeing this scene, Char, who was still sitting on the recliner, stood up with a shocked face, and he looked at Leng Wushuang beside him and asked with a trembling mouth, "This...... This...... Could this be...... Holy Flame?"

Leng Wushuang just nodded slightly, which was considered to be an answer to his question.

Now Char finally understood why the 13-year-old imp had the confidence to identify a level 2 caster. This is completely dependent on the power of the Shengyan caste, but this is not opportunistic, after all, the caster is using his own caste to cast, and it can only be said that the caste of the little ghost in front of him is a little perverted.

The fine iron stone didn't last long on the sacrificial left hand before it turned into a puddle of molten iron, and the impurities in it were volatilized in an instant. However, instead of immediately pouring the vial of animal blood into the molten iron, the priest directly used the molten iron to begin to depict the rudiments of the necklace on the table.

Such a move made Char, who was watching intently on the side, look regretful, and he muttered in his heart, "It's a pity, even if there is such a good caste, but the casting order is wrong, what else to talk about!"

But a scene that stunned Char happened, in the body of the sacrificer, a gray energy rose into the air, and the sacrifice followed this force directly to shake the mold that had been drawn on the table to the top of his head, and the gray power was like a magnet to suck the pool of molten iron in the air.

At this time, the sacrificial priest directly threw the bottle containing the animal's blood into the air, and the moment the bottle touched the holy flame energy, the blood directly turned into a stream of water vapor. Originally, this blood was poured directly into the molten iron, and through the transpiration of caste energy, a state of fusion was achieved. Just by doing this, a lot of blood will be lost more or less.

And the sacrificial corpse was incinerated through the burning of the holy flame, and the blood water was steaming, and under the attraction of the gray energy, the blood water that had been steamed out seemed to be controlled, and directly entered the molten iron that had been cast into the rudimentary form.

Then with a wave of his left hand, the entire prototype fell back to the table again, and the gray energy dissipated at the same time. At this time, the sacrifice only needs to control its own strength and make the final improvement of this necklace.

As the last drop of molten iron fused and solidified, a faint mist rose, and a necklace emitting a golden glow appeared on the countertop, and it was cast.

The priest picked up the necklace on the table, walked up to Char, and said, "Please appraise whether this necklace can make me pass the test!"

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