Facts have proved that the name of Ritter's senior foundry is really not blown, first increased the air exchange speed of the wind system magic array to ensure the air quality in the casting tower, and then dismantled a black and gray hearthstone slab, this black and gray hearthstone slab is carved from meteorites outside the sky, extremely resistant to high temperatures, engraved with a small flame fire sea magic array, and threw many pieces of fine iron on the array plate after starting, not that he didn't want to make the gold hang in the air, it was too consuming to fight.

After a few puffs of green smoke, the air inside the foundry tower was filled with the smell of scorched iron, but this time the air change was very fast, and Ritter was mentally prepared, and after enduring it for a while, the smell was not so unpleasant.

He cut off the supply of magic power to the sea of flames and extinguished the sea of flames, but there was no pure gold on the array, only a layer of black-brown residue, Ritter was dumbfounded, but he quickly figured it out, the magic flame is an energy flame, and the refined iron is ordinary mortal iron, and the refining of mortal iron into pure gold involves the transformation of nature, which requires a force to protect the refined iron from being refined into light gas and residue, so the use of Dou Qi to make the refined iron is essential.

If you have an idea, try it again, and sure enough, it's just that the fighting temperament is strong, and it is really not suitable for the imperial envoy object, and the reluctant imperial envoy consumes too much, and the result is half the effort, which is not suitable for promotion at all, and it is too wasteful of refined iron resources to do so.

But this resource was nothing to Ritter, who was bent on cultivating an artifact, who had already had a stock of adamantite gold, but it was too small to use it casually, and now that he had a source, Ritter decided to try casting an artifact. In this way, even if you fail, the loss is within the scope of tolerance.

The artifact is not about size, but only about the level of spirituality and energy, and Ritter's resources are not very sufficient, so he decided to forge a short sword.

He was a man who did what he said, otherwise he would not have earned the title of a madman obsessed with casting, and the amount of pure gold accurate to the gram was thrown into the furnace, and Ritter urged the magic array, which led to a large amount of earth fire smelting.

The six-meter-high furnace and the four-meter-diameter magma pool are just to melt a fist-sized piece of adamantite, and the temperature of the casting tower is already high, and the temperature is even higher now, but Ritter doesn't care, and has been staring at the adamantite gold, waiting for the first melting.

Two hours later, the pure gold finally showed a little sign of softening in the blazing white furnace, and Ritter let out a sigh of relief, a good start, as long as the pure gold can be melted, a ninth-level weapon can't run, as for whether it can be cast into an artifact, it all depends on the will of heaven!

Not long after the initial melting of the pure gold, it was all dissolved, and Ritter began to check whether the tools were all in place, and at the same time calmed his excitement with these things.

Finally, after a qiē was ready, he took a deep breath, controlled the casting tower control machinery, and the furnace slowly poured, pouring the mass of pure gold solution like golden mercury into the drainage tank, and the pure gold flowed into the short sword mold along the drainage tank, no more, no less, just to fill the grinding tool.

Ritter took another deep breath and stared at the mechanical clock on the wall, waiting for the liquid adamantite to solidify before starting the casting process without any problems.

Eight minutes later, Ritter quickly dismantled the grinding tool, picked up the red and fire-like fine gold short sword model, put it on the anvil, picked up the hammer, and spawned a general shock wave hit on the sword embryo with a special mental method, the level of the senior caster is really not covered, every hammer falls, the internal structure of the landing point is in place in one step, the fire fighting spirit is perfectly integrated, and the external shape is also fully in line with the requirements, a sword is knocked from beginning to end, no more than a full eighty-one.

Ritter felt that his state was at an unprecedented peak, after the beating, he picked up the pure gold carving knife next to him, and brushed it in the air, the meteor fire rain magic array had already jumped on the sword body, grabbed a handful of fire magic crystal powder and sprinkled it with his hand, except for the powder filled into the nick, the rest slipped off the sword body, and the magic crystal powder filled into the nick was activated by the medium temperature of the sword body, and fused with the short sword, the magic array operated, and the fire elements converged.

Success or failure in this move, Ritter watched nervously, waiting, the fire element continued to gather, the energy fluctuation of the short sword became larger and larger, the seventh, eighth, ninth, and ninth peak, but the elements stopped gathering at this critical time, the energy growth stopped, and the pure gold shortsword lay quietly on the anvil, and there was no change.

Ritter let out a long sigh, still failed!

In an instant, Ritter only felt that exhaustion hit like a landslide and tsunami, not only was his body exhausted, but his heart was even more disappointed, how could the artifact be so easy to cast!

But now Ritter can't look at anything except the artifact, and the ninth-level peak weapon doesn't make his mood even a little better. Shaking his head, he extinguished the bottom of the furnace, walked into the bedroom next to him, nibbled on two mouthfuls of bread, drank water, went to bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhao Zifeng arrived at the casting tower, and at a glance he saw the ninth-level peak short sword on the anvil, with its delicate and unique appearance, dazzling golden color, and powerful energy fluctuations, all of which were things that attracted attention.

Zhao Zifeng picked up the short sword, played with it, and determined that it was a ninth-level peak weapon.

It's a pity, although it's only half a step away from becoming a magic weapon, it's still a waste! Thinking of this, Zhao Zifeng glanced at the third-level short sword on his waist, pursed his lips, and changed his evaluation, "There is still merit! This thing is destined for me, so I accepted it unceremoniously! Hehehehe"

I didn't see Ritter Tevez teaching outside today, Zhao Zifeng was still a little strange, but now when he sees this sword, he understands, last night, Ritter, the old man, must have been tinkering all night, he didn't refine the artifact, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and now he must be sleeping in the room!

Stretching out his head to look into the room, Ritter was indeed inside, but he was not sleeping, and was lying on the bed looking at the cobwebs on the roof in a daze.

"Yo, what's the tantrum, aren't you going to teach?" said Ziyue with a hippie smile.

Ritter turned his head, glanced at her and the ninth-level peak quality short sword in his hand, gave him a big dead fish eye, and scolded: "Dead Lily, if you like the sword, take it to play, but don't come and disturb my sleep!"

Zhao Zifeng immediately got angry, this guy always scolded him for being a lily when he had nothing to do, and scolded back: "Dead old man, don't sprinkle your anger on other people's heads if you don't use it, if you still want to cast an artifact, get up for me immediately, I have an idea of refining an artifact, if you don't get up, I'll try it myself slowly!"

"You?" Ritter was a little moved, but he didn't want to lose face, he got up slowly, put on his shoes, and muttered, "I want to see what you can think of!"

He walked into the casting tower slowly, saw Zhao Zifeng studying the array plate he made, and said with some pride: "Gadgets, it's not worth mentioning!"

"You have refined the pure gold!?" Zhao Zifeng saw the Flame Sea Array Disk made by Ritter, and asked casually, but he also admired Ritter's skills in his heart, just looking at the process once, and not knowing the change in the nature of this process, he could successfully find out the main point, this solid basic skill was something he didn't have.

Putting down the array, Zhao Zifeng went straight to the point and asked, "Old man, why do you think this sword hasn't become an artifact?"