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Chapter 553 0401: Frost Spirit

Ken said, "I thought Frengundor was a hero of the orcs."

"For the vast majority of orcs... yes, but there are always some people who don't want to forget the scars, such as me, and those who stayed in the city and went out in the early years..."

Alcott babbled the words.

He frowned and beat [Dawn and Twilight] until it turned red, and then inserted it into the hearth in the center, but there was no fire in this hearth.

Ken knew Alcott wasn't crazy.

The equipment on the wall next to it is all above the [treasure] level.

There are countless orc craftsmen under him who can forge, so no matter what the reason is, Alcott has no reason to give up his professional forging level.

Before Ken could ask him why he had chosen an empty hearth, he saw the blacksmith take off the covers on the other fires.

That dignified movement and serious eyes seemed to indicate that other flames would be hurt in the next process.

"Good luck, young man, I'm running out of materials in stock."

Alcott poured two cans of sealed liquid into the low tank next to it, and added a lot of dry ingredients. He put all kinds of precious steel and [Dawn and Dusk] into the furnace.

After finishing these tasks, he adjusted his breathing and tightened the knob next to him.

Alcott let out a dull roar, as if an explosion had occurred in his throat, and the two muscular arms also exposed meridians visible to the naked eye.

Ken backed away tactfully.

The temperature inside the blacksmith's workshop gradually began to drop, and a blue flame rose out of nowhere in the place where the morning and evening were, and frost grew visible to the naked eye on the steel part outside the furnace.

"Cold fire?"

Ken straightened up in surprise, and cast an unbelievable look at the blacksmith.

Alcott obviously didn't have time to pay attention to him, his face was already distorted, even in such a cold environment, beads of sweat still ooze from his forehead.

He made the knob, which was as heavy as a giant ship, go two full turns before the fire in the furnace stabilized within a manageable range.

Panting, Alcott picked up a pair of antlers.

He used a clip made of animal teeth to firmly fix the materials Ken brought, and stretched out his hand to pull out a silk thread that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the blazing but extremely cold furnace.

[Status: Frostbite 7%]

Kane owns the Frostwhisperer himself, and gains power from Hawser's gift.

He felt the [cold fire] in the hearth was extremely powerful, Alcott would definitely not feel comfortable holding such a silk thread.

But the blacksmith's eyes were full of concentration, and he even continued to extend the silk thread, wrapping it repeatedly in his palm, and then straightened the silk thread in the cold fire, using it as a sharp blade to cut repeatedly on the skin of the antlers.

[Material: Hippo's Rotten Antlers]

[Quality: Legend]

[Description: Beast spirits are always watching the wasteland. If you act rashly, if you don't obey the rules, terrible disasters will quietly befall you, bringing the judgment of the gods. 】

Ken watched with his own eyes that the skins of the materials left by the leader were gouged out, exposing the shiny "flesh layer" inside.

The peeled surface disintegrated on its own after falling to the ground, and the unbound antlers began to release a powerful and ancient force. If it was not disposed of in time, it might be absorbed by the magic that roamed the wasteland.

Alcott quickly said that it was sent into the furnace, tempered by the cold fire, and blended into [Dawn and Twilight].

【Frostbite: 17%】

The blacksmith's arm was purple. As a top craftsman, every time he put his best efforts into forging, he would consume a lot of energy.

Ken used the power of [Essence of Life] to heal him.

He defeated the angry and runaway Lu Ling in the wasteland, and actually saved some inventory, but he was still a little short of using the chain of life.

Ken said: "How long do I need to wait? If you tell me now that it will take ten days and a half months, I will regret it to death."

"Hmph, impatient young man, don't worry, it will take two days."

Alcott stared intently at the hearth.

In an isolated place like [Labo], what materials the workshop can process depends on what the adventurers send, so Alcott has not encountered [Hippo’s] for many years. Rotten Antlers]...

He doesn't want to screw it up.

Alcott didn't look back, couldn't see the expression, and said in a low voice: "Maybe I'm talking too much, I have been exposed to the power of healing you just now."

After saying these words, Ken's attention was instantly concentrated.

Alcott continued: "Many years ago, it was the night that Flen Gunduo won at the top of Moni Snow Peak. Hehe, we don't know whether he won or not. Anyway, he was the only one who walked away alive. down."

【Old News: Climbing to the top】

[Description: The wisdom of the wilderness was shot down and spread, and the angry ground fire was drained. 】

Alcott's description reminded Ken of the segment marked in the remarks, and it was on the day when Frengundo created the legend, the snow-white meteor dragged across the night sky from the main peak like a volcanic eruption.

The warm and fine light spreads on this bitter cold land, and each orc has been gifted with different talents and wisdom.

Alcott propped up the hearth, and he could vaguely see the broken teeth on the side of his raised head, with a nostalgic look on his cheeks:

"I saw those huge white lights passing through our heads. Everyone was crying and running away. After all, we were terrified by all kinds of strange and terrifying scenes in the previous half month."

He turned and stared at Ken.

"But the falling things are as fine as sparks, floating, peeling off, and turning into dust that can be absorbed by orcs, and I will never forget that feeling, just like just now, I swear, it's really similar !"

Ken hesitated for a moment and said, "How long does it take to get to the top of Xuefeng from here?"

"Half a month..." Alcott said casually.

Ken frowned, a little disappointed.

But the blacksmith in front of him suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, it was half a month ago, but it was so many years ago that Flen Gunduo came down from Moni Snow Peak. Do you think you are the only one who wants to explore?"

According to Alcott, countless people have tried to pry into the summit's secrets over the past few decades.

The initial frenzy of exploration allowed the cursed city to breathe.

A continuous stream of adventurers are scrambling to climb Moni Snow Peak, and Frengundo has killed most of the monsters along the way, so the follow-up climbers can be said to be unimpeded.

"There is nothing left at the top of that snowy peak. The Uncoverer, Mengyue's attendants, all kinds of weird people have been there."

Alcott turned to him as he spoke. "Do you know all these organizations?"

Ken nodded. "Revealers are more familiar, sir."

"Anyway, things are spreading later. There are always some people who are pretentious and think that they can dig out new clues from places that so many people have explored, and become the next Frengundo."

Alcott sneered.

But decades have passed, and curiosity will be defeated by reality. The bustling [Labao] ushered in the final loneliness. place to do business.

Alcott then walked to his workbench, reached out and pulled out a roll of dusty parchment from the pile of debris.

He handed the things to Ken, who was frowning and thinking beside him, and said: "Later, the adventurers in the southern border smelled the business, and they rubbed down all the details of the sights that could be seen along the way, as well as the remaining patterns on the top of the snow peak, and sold them. The business is very good. it is good."

This thing was given to Alcott by some poor mercenary leader to pay off his debts.

"It's also an old item. It has been messed up after so long, but this sheepskin scroll is more clear and complete. It is not too precious. After all, many people have it, and you don't need to pay me."

[Item: Rubbing Adventurer's Notes]

[Description: It records the appearance of Moni Snow Peak decades ago, including the rugged and difficult road, as well as the daunting cliffs, and there is a relic on the ground at the top, and every pattern is recorded in the book. 】

"Is Moni Snow Peak bad now?" Ken asked.

"Hmm, well, if there are too many people, there will be chaos. Besides, the adventurers are not all united. Many people want to fight for the secrets left on it, but no one is happy."

As a witness to history, Alcott spoke with emotion.

Ken put away the scroll in his hand and asked, "From what you said just now, it doesn't take half a month to go to the top of Xuefeng now, right?"

"Hmph, tsk, little thing, you just don't give up." Alcott curled his lips.

He gave the sheepskin scroll just to dissuade the young man.

Ken leaned against the blacksmith's table and said earnestly: "Fren Gundor has declared war on me. What I have to face is the legend of the orcs. Even if the top of Moni Snow Peak is bare, I can't give up a glimmer of hope."

Alcott sighed.

The blacksmith didn't want Frengundo to win, but the young man in front of him didn't have a high chance of winning. Helping him like this now was just hoping to increase his chance of survival in the follow-up battle.

"Actually, the reason I rejected you was not because I was afraid that you would return in vain, but because the expelled Frost Spirit had returned since ten years ago."

The air inside the blacksmith workshop is double, and the consumables are burning in the ice and fire, emitting a strange smell.

[Frost Spirit] is a legendary creature that lives in the mountains.

It didn't live in Moni Snow Peak from the very beginning, but wandered in the snow sea continuously.

On the road of conquest that Frengundo climbed, he encountered [Frost Spirit] head-on, and a rather tragic battle broke out. It was one of the few that survived that battle, and it was also the strongest group among them .

"In the first 30 years of the miracle, no one saw the Frost Spirit again. In fact, we all thought it was dead at that time."

Alcott patted the hearth, the blue flames illuminating the scars on his body.

He narrowed his eyes, touched the healed skins, and said, "But now it's back, and it has occupied the top of Monixue Peak as its own chassis. It is furious and cruel, and devours anyone who steps into its territory." do."

【Emotion: anger】

Ken suddenly found that the blacksmith and Frost Spirit seemed to have some empathy.

What Alcott hated was not [Frost Spirit] but Frengundal.

He thought about it for a second, and then he understood—Alcott and the legendary creature were all survivors on the road to the conquest of Frengundo.

"Frost Spirit's blood is now the most precious material around, and the only thing worthy of an adventurer's journey through a storm."

Alcott slapped the outer wall of the hearth.

The blue flame inside was still burning [Dawn and Dusk] lukewarmly, and those strange materials turned into floating light spots, surrounding the weapon, and froth was fused in from time to time.

He turned to Ken and said, "What I added just now was the blood of Frost Spirit."

Only then did Ken think of the two barrels of liquid that Alcott took out at the beginning.

As if he suddenly realized something, he frowned and asked in a low voice: "The werewolf leader outside sacrificed so many companions just to want the blood of Frost Spirit. Here..."

"Oh my god, you little bastard, how dare you guess Alcott like that!"

The blacksmith's tone suddenly became serious. "Do I feel sorry for this thing? Frost Spirit's blood is also divided into colors, and if it is not preserved properly, it can only be used as a forging material. What he wants is pure blood, which is a freshly collected rare thing!"

Ken could see the anger on the other side.

He held up his hands apologetically and stepped back, letting the tension in the air dissipate.

Alcott glared at him unhappily, and then talked about the road to Moni Snow Peak in a low voice.

The explorers in the early years all followed the trajectory of Flen Gunduo, passing through the rugged mountain roads, passing through the habitats of various dangerous monsters, and even climbing a long section of near-vertical cliffs.

With the arrival of organizations like Uncoverer, powerful guilds and legendary adventurers have visited one after another...

Everyone realizes that there are no secrets at all along the road. There are rumors that the Uncoverer and the adventurers have reached an agreement-the monsters and beasts have been severely injured by Frengundur, and they cannot be disturbed too much.

"You all know the Uncoverer?" Ken was a little surprised.

"Hahaha," Alcott smiled and waved his hands. "They were very ostentatious when they did things in the northern border. It is said that there is a character who is proficient in space magic and established a teleportation point at the top and foot of Moni Snow Peak."

Ken raised an eyebrow and nodded.

Alcott told him where the teleportation point was.

Ken expressed his thanks, and then turned and went out the door. He left from the side, because the road ahead was dangerous, and he didn't want his followers to die from strange legendary creatures.

Alcott yelled before he left. "Ken Bouvier!"

He turned his head and reached out to catch a 【long-handled steel sword】 thrown by the blacksmith.

Ken clenched it tightly and tried it, and it turned out to be particularly convenient, and the weight was very close to [Dawn and Dusk]—Alcott had already grasped the habits of weapon users in a very short period of time.

He stood at the door with folded arms.

"Come back if you're not sure, you still have important things to do, don't waste time on Shuang Ling, let alone lose your life in vain."

(End of this chapter)