evil jihad

The potion that Wang Man gave to Warwick and Bapp before had proved effective. The rise in strength of the two earls also allowed Wang Man to see the possibility of the rise of the wolf elite.

The potion has been completely consumed by Wang Man, but the potion test bench in Mentor Mondo's research room has the opportunity to turn the possibility in Wang Man's mind into reality.

If you can thoroughly study the properties and production process of the potion, then the strength of the wolf soldiers will become stronger with the passage of time, and by then, it will be the moment when dreams come true.

With such an idea, Wang Man had to act. Even if the strength of the wolf clan increased, the sharply reduced population of the wolf clan was still a difficult problem.

Wang Man got up and rushed to Bap's residence. Bap is a pure werewolf, not bound by blood, which is very different from Warwick. Therefore, when talking about the historical origin of the wolf clan, Bap is undoubtedly a The most powerful witness after Duke Sirius.

When they arrived at the duke's residence, the guards saw the emperor's arrival from a long distance away, saluted in fear and rushed to report to Duke Bapu.

"You don't need to disturb the duke's rest, just pass this material on to Bapu, so that he must make corresponding countermeasures." Wang Man directly handed a crystal ball without energy protection, and the guards entered as ordered.

Wang Man returned to the Palace of the Wolf Emperor, and informed the guards at the entrance of the palace that no one would be seen within three days. The oral order of the Wolf Emperor was the emperor's highest instruction. Wang Man hoped to dispel everyone's worry and uneasiness; After everything was arranged properly, they braved the rainy night and rushed west.

Bandle City is the most famous arena in the mainland of China. All forces are entrenched here, and dragons and snakes are mixed together. Therefore, all the information obtained here is the most authentic and effective information; to be precise, this is a paradise for all races and humans to intrigue.

On the road from Su Ruima to Bandle City, there are hundreds of outposts of wolf tribes, big and small, doing intelligence, revealing their true bodies, unintentionally increasing the threat to themselves, so in this abandoned city-state, almost all races Appearing in the face of a human race, any race other than the wolf race, which is born with a werewolf form, and other races that can transform into a human form, is considered an outstanding elite.

Along the way, Wang Man inquired about the specific location of the army of spirits stationed, and found out that the entire army of spirits was stationed in the center of Heimei town, which can be described as imposing.

Wang Man is no stranger to this place. Regarding the arrival of a spirit king, Bandle City also showed the tranquility it should have, condescending. This is a city forgotten by the world. He still doesn't know how many strong men are hidden here.

Passing through the sky above Heimei Town, I seem to see Tucci howling in front of the Pampas Box in the past, the blood slave rebel who was killed by Aize's epee sword, and of course the one who died under the claws of Wang Man Mikinoda.

Wang Man deliberately concealed his breath, and locked his eyes on the streets outside Bandle City.

"Mode? Caesar, here I come." Suddenly, a strong purple air rushed into the dense roof below, and Wang Man hurried towards the blacksmith shop with a long-lost smile on his face.

The location of the blacksmith shop has not changed, and Tuqi's barbecue restaurant is the same, but the owner has changed, and the business is difficult. Seeing passers-by walking back and forth on the street, the owner still yells from time to time.

Wang Man stopped in front of the blacksmith's shop. The architectural style remained the same, but the blacksmith's servant was changed.

Clinking, the hammers were hammered again and again by the young and strong craftsmen, and the black and shiny long swords sparkled with sparks, emitting a seductive light.

Wang Man looked at it, and suddenly thought of Maud Caesar's shoveling soul. This young man was very similar to his honesty.

"Young man, how do you sell this weapon?" Someone stopped to watch on the road, and a burly, dark-skinned man asked the young man who was blacksmithing.

The little blacksmith didn't raise his head, he was concentrating on hammering the weapon, flipping it skillfully from time to time, and replied indifferently: "The black iron sword costs three gold coins each, and the bigger one needs three gold coins. You can reserve it in advance, and you need to pay one gold coin." .”

The tone was gentle, articulate, and clearly stated the price of the weapon.

Wang Man didn't know much about these things, and he could only hear the big man beside him yelling loudly: "Black money, you? I'm using a [-]-kilogram machete, which is worth two gold coins. If you can forge a knife like this for me today Here are the weapons, without further ado, I will reward you with these five gold coins; hum, if you can’t get them out, shouldn’t the price here be lowered?”

The big man was aggressive, and the visitor was not friendly, Wang Man immediately smiled and said nothing, and found a seat to sit down and watch.

The little blacksmith laughed lightly, unmoved, and continued to forge the long sword in his hand. When the heat of the hammering subsided, the little blacksmith cut his wrist open in the eyes of everyone.

Immediately someone in the crowd said in amazement: "Use blood to forge a sword."

The little blacksmith placed the wound on the blade of the sword, and the blood dripped into the blade. In an instant, the other hand hammered the body of the sword violently, and the blood quickly melted on the fiery red iron. With strong pressure, it penetrated into the sword .

The big man was stunned, he raised his thumbs up and said, "Interesting!"

"Hehe, the power of a weapon has nothing to do with its weight. If you want to survive, you cannot do without a spiritual weapon." The little blacksmith answered with a smile, holding the long sword in his hand, and swung it in the air. There was a slight humming.

The big man scratched his head, looked down at the heavy-duty machete in his hand, and then shouted: "Boy, be careful that the bragging is broken. Since the long sword is so strong, can I let my big knife cut it?"

The little blacksmith pouted, looking rather helpless.

Wang Man looked at the big man with a smile, and thought this man was very interesting; according to Wang Man's visual inspection, the long sword made by the little blacksmith was indeed full of spirituality, but it was at best a medium-sized weapon, but compared with the machete in the big man's hand , the latter's big knife seems to be more suitable for chopping wood and cutting trees.

Watching the bickering between the two was extremely pleasant, and the haze of the whole day was swept away.

The big man has a straightforward personality and a bad temper, while the little blacksmith has a kind heart and an honest nature. As the saying goes, you need to be hard on your own to forge iron. For the big man's strong words, the little blacksmith easily accepts the challenge.

The finger-wide long sword and the palm-thick machete received contemptuous glances from the surrounding crowd, most of whom booed lightly, unanimously believing that the little blacksmith would lose.

Wang Man watched the game of the two calmly, the big man looked indifferent, he raised the machete in his hand, and slashed along the shiny long sword with a dull sound.

With a sound of clang, the little blacksmith's arms drooped, the big man's head shook, and he was gently ejected three feet away. When he looked at the machete in his hand, a delicate gap had already appeared.

"I would like to accept the bet!" The little blacksmith said softly, then continued to pick up the next long sword, and concentrated on beating it.

The big man was embarrassed, looked at his machete in disbelief, scratched his head and looked around, and the crowd raised their voices.

"Hey, three gold coins, this is a deposit, for me to forge a machete." The big man said, reluctantly took out the gold coins, and casually left his machete on the ground.

"How much is objectively built?"

"Eight hundred catties!"

The little blacksmith was taken aback, and asked dully: "Eight hundred catties? Can it be moved?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just hit me as I said. Three days later, I will come to pick it up in person." After finishing speaking, the big man swung forward, and the surrounding crowd broke up in displeasure.

Wang Man liked the temperament of the big man very much, and he also admired the new blacksmith's sword making method.

The little blacksmith not only forged each weapon seriously, he couldn't help but said with a smile: "This guest officer has a handsome figure and amazing bones, and it is suitable to be equipped with a dagger."

Wang Man looked around. There was no one else here except the little blacksmith. He immediately said with a smile, "There are no rumors? Caesar is proficient in the art of refining weapons. From today's perspective, his disciples are also masters."

Hearing the name of his mentor Mo De? Caesar from a stranger, the little blacksmith immediately put down what he was doing, turned around and said respectfully, "Is the guest officer an old friend of my family?"

"Old friends can't be talked about, they are good acquaintances!"

The little blacksmith was so confused that he was dying. Is there a difference between a good acquaintance and an old friend?In Bandle City, Maud Caesar was a man of the day. Everyone here used weapons, and of course they couldn't do without the assistance of the metal master.

When the little blacksmith heard that the other party was an old acquaintance of his family teacher, he immediately made tea for Wang Man respectfully, and hurriedly ran to the back hall to report the situation.

After a long time, hearty laughter came from inside the hall. A muscular middle-aged man saw Wang Man from a distance and waved to the latter.

"Haha, hahaha." Mo De? Caesar is still so rough, and he still looks so majestic with a shaggy beard.

Wang Man showed his two rows of teeth in relief, and walked towards Caesar in three steps at a time.

Mo De? Caesar would not let Wang Man approach so easily. He hadn't seen him for four years. When he saw Wang Man, his first feeling was that this kid was strong!

Wang Man didn't expect that Mo De? Caesar would make things difficult for him. When he stepped forward quickly, he felt heavy metal ions pouring down on him, and the weight of the space instantly increased. Compared with pure energy, the concentration of metal kinetic energy was obviously much thicker.

Having seen Caesar's hymn to death and the power of the metal storm, this time the metal kinetic energy seems to be not as majestic as before, but soft and strong.

Undoubtedly, this is an attack method that Wang Man has never seen before. In his previous impression, Maud Caesar had never used such a move. Even when he was surrounded by the Mickey brothers, he even died. I have never seen it when it is dangerous.

Wang Man stagnated, and the surrounding air became heavier and heavier. Every step he took required a lot of effort; and the metal particles invading in all directions seemed to have no rules. When Wang Man tried his best to investigate with his mind, Amazing discovery, this is the metal space belonging to Maud Caesar.