through the dark road

Chapter 662 I'm so witty!
Haifast's expression became distorted again, he raised his hand to scratch his ugly face, and let out a rough growl:

"The reason why they turned me into this damned appearance was to make me forge a weapon that could rival Azure Rage, but I later found out that it was actually just a plan conspired by Barr and Diablo to The purpose is to give Izual an excuse, so that he can bring Azure Rage and a large number of elite angel warriors into hell to stop the so-called forging process."

"That was the first time I saw Izual since the War of Original Sin, but I witnessed it teaming up with a group of demon lords, slaughtering the angelic elites it brought, and sending Tyrael a captured request for help signal."

Hearing this, Mo Bei not only frowned.

He remembered that Jamela had indeed said that she was ambushed by demons when Izual betrayed her, but that battle took place in the plane of hell. Why was her soul trapped in this space?
"That idiot Tyrell really fell for it!"

Haifast growled in a low voice, and in Mo Bei's ears, it felt somewhat personal.

Is it because he was packaged with Inaris and handed over to Mephisto to make this guy hold a grudge?
You must know that amplifying hatred is the specialty of the king of green tea. . .

Worried that his interruption would cause the topic to continue to deviate from the focus of recasting Azure Rage, he could only look around and make sure there was no potential threat, so he continued to listen patiently.

"Tyrael was holding Baal's army in another battlefield at that time. Compared with the other archangels, he was the closest. He thought that he would be able to fight side by side with his most powerful subordinates when he arrived, but it was Izual who was waiting for him. It was supposed to be a siege without any suspense, but Izual's sneak attack missed, and Bilan Fury didn't want to be controlled by traitors, so it collapsed at a critical moment!"

"The terrifying eternal flame and the power of the holy light swept across the entire battlefield, and even formed space turbulence. Many hell monsters were either burned to ashes or torn apart by the space turbulence. Izual, who bore the brunt, was also affected. Tyrael took the opportunity to kill him, and then fled directly. I was also affected by the eternal flame, but I still hoped that he would take me out of hell. I desperately asked for help, trying to express myself to him identity, but he!!! Ah..."

Seafast slammed the ground angrily, and roared:

"But he treats me like a stumbling block, and hits me with a sword!!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

The banshee burst into a piercing laugh, and then fell to the ground without any image, showing the bad side of her character without any scruples. .

Mo Bei raised his hand and coughed lightly, but couldn't help it.

He didn't think it was Tyrael's fault. . .

In that kind of situation, I was lucky to be able to get away. How could I care about you? Looking at your appearance, who has the time to wait for you to reveal your identity.

Tyrell's sword obviously caused a huge psychological shadow on Haifast. It has been thousands of years, and there is still such a big resentment.

Space turbulence. . .

It seems that Jamela's soul was drawn into this space at that time.

What kind of weapon would actually shatter on its own and explode with such terrifying power. . .

He said speechlessly:

"This kind of weapon that explodes by itself, why recast it? Who are you planning to use to trap?"

"No, it's not what you think! Izual was backlashed by Bilan's anger because he absorbed the source of hell, and I have already thought of a solution to this problem!"

The topic returned to his profession, and the blacksmith cousin's resentment eased a lot, and he even became a little excited.

"Tell me." Mo Bei's attitude was not as harsh as it was at the beginning, and he seemed to sympathize with this guy.

The key is that he has discovered the value of the opponent, so don't rush to kill the explosive equipment for the time being!

"I collected the shards of Azure Rage and kept researching, trying to forge a weapon that can match it, but my ability is limited after all, the battle gun forged for Inaris is already what I can achieve Peak, I can only take the next best thing and find a way to recast it. I have great confidence that as long as the soul of the Vizjerei mage who has fallen into a demon is injected into the recasting process, the eternal flame can be solved The problem of being irreconcilable with the origin of hell allows the recast Azure Rage to be controlled by hell creatures."

Mo Bei suppressed the surprise in his heart, and asked without changing his face:

"You mean, you have all the shards of Azure Rage? Here?"

"Yes, it's just that that trash of Izual has never been able to condense the eternal flame, so that I have never been able to realize my vision!"

"Why must it be the flame of eternal burning, don't you still have the flames of hell?"

"Although you know the existence of these two things, you don't really understand them. They are completely opposite, and naturally there are huge differences. The hell fire represents pure corruption and destruction. If you want to create something out of it, It's completely whimsical! That's why every angel in the Supreme Heaven has a handy weapon, while the demon kings of hell rely more on their minions and evil power. Creation is really not their strong point."

Mo Bei touched his chin thoughtfully, and continued to ask:

"You have the soul of a fallen human on hand?"

"No, but I have a suitable candidate, and I have Baal's promise. I will send it when needed, so that the souls of humans can pass through the barriers of the world. The price I need to pay is still acceptable. .”

"Which one are you talking about?"

"It's called Batuk, the former leader of the Vizjerei mage clan."

"..."

Mo Bei was speechless for a moment, wondering whether this Batuk violated the name of the King of Destruction or something.

The banshee let out a gleeful laugh. She had expressed her dislike for Bartuk before, and she was a little glad that she escaped from Barr's command, otherwise.Maybe one day it will be sold just like Batuk, so use it thoroughly.

I am so witty!
Little did they know, at this moment Barr was still furious that he had been tricked by a stupid succubus, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

It regards Tal Rasha's avatar as an important medium to break through the world's stone barrier, but it was pierced through the chest by the banshee's claws and took away its own power crystal core. Such a shameful shame, how can it not make it mad!
"According to your assumption, is it possible that the Azure Rage after recasting can also be used by humans?"

Mo Bei asked one question after another, and Haifast had already heard his thoughts, but he was full of desire to survive, and he did not show the slightest lack of cooperation, so he immediately answered:
"That's true! But the eternal flame is still the core of reforging, and it is also the main source of power of Azure Rage. Before that, Barr would not give me Bartuk's soul."

"Let me see the shards of Azure Rage first."

As soon as Mo Bei finished speaking, Haifast immediately got up from the ground, regardless of the fact that the wound on his body was still dripping with black blood, he ran towards the huge forging platform at a brisk pace.

Anyway, it has already been forced to change its camp once, from the original angel family who was tortured and twisted into an ugly demon, so that it doesn't want to go back to hell no matter what, it might as well be a little more sensible and see if it can find it in the sanctuary. A shelter.

When Inaris was tortured in hell, he never stopped praying to the Holy Light, hoping to return to the highest heaven, but he never got a response for tens of thousands of years. It also used this to recognize the reality, which is absolutely impossible. Might be a thing.

Haifast came to a black stone standing beside the forging platform with a heavy hammer in his hand, and smashed it into pieces. Mo Bei.

Mo Bei held it in his hand, and saw that the edge on one side was straight and sharp, which was obviously a fragment of a sword blade. The thickness was close to a finger, but he didn't know its material.

There is a faint blue light flowing at the fracture of this fragment, giving people an illusion of vitality.

It should be an illusion. After all, this is a fragment of a weapon. No matter how special it is, it shouldn't contain vitality.

(End of this chapter)