The members of the game Group of Ten Thousand Worlds are all myself

Chapter 199 Didn't expect you to succeed?
Through the analysis of divine consciousness, Xia Yu quickly wiped out the tears of worship in the spiritual world, and now it is easy for him to reproduce a tear of worship.

It's just that the power of death in Bai Lei is not easy to get rid of, but he didn't think about recreating the Immortal Slash, what he wanted was the Cursed Death Slash.

Of course, it is not what he wants to completely learn the forging method of Undead Slash, because his forging materials are the face of a dead prince under his feet.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu put away the Immortal Slash that had been analyzed, with a grin on his face, and the heavy hammer that he had been holding in his hand suddenly ignited a fierce flame of incantation.

This is Soul One's demon sledgehammer, a demon weapon made of rock trees, which has good conductivity to flames.

After letting the heavy hammer head ignite into flames, Xia Yu held the hammer high with both hands, and then——

Bang! ! !
Suddenly, it smashed towards the thick gram-flavored skin under its feet, and the flame of the hammer also melted into the skin under the violent impact.

Under one blow, the entire tunnel seemed to shake, but it was not over yet, Xia Yu raised the hammer again following the force of the rebound, and smashed it down hard.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
There were continuous beating sounds, Xia Yu didn't seem to be forging weapons, but rather like beating rice cakes.

The face of the dead prince who was beaten had ripples under the heavy blow, and dark red plasma splashed out from the layer upon layer of skin.

This violent scene made the eyelids of the three people at the entrance twitch, and then they thought of what Xia Yu said at the beginning, forging weapons.

What the hell is a forged weapon?
Anyway, none of the three believed it, especially Roger, whose face was pale and his figure was shaking when he saw Xia Yu violently destroying the face of the dead prince.

He felt that he had been cheated, but seeing Xia Yu who was smiling grinningly and splashed with blood on his face, he didn't know whether he should step forward to stop him.

I always feel that if I dare to step forward, I am afraid that I will also be included in the scope of beating.

The beating sound echoed in the small space, and the extremely rhythmic sound lasted for an unknown amount of time before it finally stopped gradually.

Xia Yu, who hit the hammer for the last time, let out a breath, and shook his sore wrist. He was also a little tired after hitting for so long.

The beating just now was not his random act, but one of the necessary steps in forging. Heating the forging material at high temperature, and then beating rhythmically with a hammer, this step is called hot forging.

Although his forging materials are living organisms, the steps are the same. First, the meat tendons are broken to make the meat tender, and then roasted over a low fire, so that it is easier to cook...forging.

After completing this step, Xia Yu took out some precious treasures of heaven and earth from the material red envelope. This red envelope is jointly managed by all Xia Yu, and any precious materials found can be put into it.

Of course, when it comes to joint management, there are only a few people who need to forge weapons, and most Xia Yu don't need weapons at all.

After taking out all kinds of treasures from heaven, material and earth, Xia Yu sprinkled them on the face of the dead prince who had been smelted once, like seasoning.

Then, start the second smelting!
I don't know how long it took, but the three people at the entrance who were looking at Xia Yu's forging had already fallen asleep leaning against the wall.

But in the next second, an abrupt sword cry suddenly echoed in the empty tunnel, directly waking up the three of them.

Blazer, who was the first to react, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand and scanned the surroundings with a pair of wolf eyes, but the next moment, his eyes widened in astonishment.

The remaining two people who woke up waited for their reactions to show the same expression as him.

Because the huge face of the dead prince has disappeared, replaced by a long black sword floating in the air.

"Forging success!"

Xia Yu stretched out his hand to draw the long sword. The sword body was filled with golden and black death energy. As long as it was slashed, it would be cursed to death.

Although Xia Yu really wanted to forge the Cursed Death Slash into an instant death weapon that would surely die as soon as a wound was cut, but unfortunately, only the face of a dead prince could not be forged.

If the remaining body of the dead prince is used to strengthen the Cursed Death Slash, it may be possible to turn the Cursed Death Slash into a real instant death weapon.

So, then he still has to look for the remains of the dead prince?
Since he wanted to find the remains of the dead prince, he might as well take away the death rune that was born because of the dead prince. After all, the dead prince's rune contained the law of death.

From this point of view, we still have to find Fei Ya, that's all, they are just using each other anyway.

Just when Xia Yu's thoughts diverged, the three people at the entrance came over, looking at the pitch-black long sword in Xia Yu's hand with black gold mist, Roger's expression changed.

"You actually succeeded in forging?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xia Yu came back to his senses, "Didn't you think I could succeed before cooperating with you?"

"This one……"

"With your forging method, it's strange that you can succeed." Da Ruiwei couldn't help interjecting.

Blazer also nodded seriously: "Magic forging method, maybe you and Mr. Iggy have a common language."

"Indeed, Mr. Iggy also likes to forge some weird weapons." Darylwell said thoughtfully, "I still remember the freezing needle that the old man once forged, which is a needle forged directly from a piece of unmelted ice Jian, I really don’t know how he did it.”

"So, when I have time, I must visit the old man Yiji you are talking about." Xia Yu said with a smile.

Although he already knew who Iggy was, the other party was not only the blacksmith of the Kalia royal family, but also Lani's military advisor.

"There will be a chance." Blazer returned from the side, "So, shouldn't it be time to go to Greg and grab the pieces of the ring?"

"Of course." Xia Yu nodded, then looked at Roger who was pale, "Roger, what about you?"

Roger didn't reply, and raised his trembling hand, pointing to the top of the entrance wall.

Looking at Roger's terrified face, Xia Yu was a little puzzled. He remembered that there was a rope ladder leading to the top exit. Could it be that the rope ladder was broken?

Or……

Xia Yu looked in the direction Roger was pointing at, and Blazer and Darrywell followed suit. From everyone's point of view, there was a vague figure at the exit of the rope ladder.

That figure was hidden in the shadows, like a spider with multiple arms. No one present was an ordinary person. Therefore, everyone could see clearly that that figure was the monarch of Stonewell City.

Limb King Grek!
How did he come here?
Looking at Greg's old and ugly face, Xia Yu couldn't help thinking, but the next moment, he got the answer.

"You thieves, where did you hide my father's body!"

Greg looked at the empty ground, his eyes were full of madness, his father Godwin's body was gone!

The golden prince, Godwin, was the person Greg respected the most, but because of the assassination night of the black knife plot, his father, the golden prince, became a dead prince.

When he escaped from the royal city of Rodel, he didn't bring out too many secret treasures, even he himself escaped disguised as a man.

But only part of his father Godwin's body was escorted by his heavy soldiers, and finally hidden in the ground of Stonewell City.

　The guessed plot is not necessarily correct. After all, there is no specific text explaining why the face of the dead prince is in the underground of Stonewell City, so it can only be guessed by various environmentalists.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)