Comprehensive Manga: Get the Bloodline of Wing Shenlong at the Beginning

　　Chapter 70

　　The relationship between Hephaestus and Hestia is a pair of happy enemies.

　　When he was in the heavenly realm, he was a close friend with a very deep relationship.

　　In the first Nether, Hephaestus helped the Hestia gang before and after, but after a few years, seeing that she was still unrepentant, he could only swept out the door.

　　He verbally said that he would not give a penny, but in reality, he couldn't beat Hestia's stalker.

　　Whether it was his current job or his previous residence, Hephaestus was there to help.

　　"What's the matter? If it is to leave the Hestia family, I welcome it."

　　Hephaestus joked.

　　"no!"

　　Hestia only heard a loud roar, and opened her hands to firmly block the radiance, staring at the red-haired goddess as if she was looking at a class enemy.

　　"Uh..."

　　Hephaestus opened his mouth, not expecting such a big reaction from her.

　　"Actually, I came here today to ask you to strengthen a weapon for me."

　　Shenhui said.

　　At the same time, the boy undid the belt of his trench coat and held the Phoenix Blade hanging on his waist in his hand.

　　"If you strengthen your weapons, I can arrange for you with the best craftsmen."

　　Seeing that there is business coming, of course Hephaestus will not refuse.

　　More importantly, he is very polite.

　　Compared with Hestia, it is simply heaven and earth.

　　"Actually, I'm not very concerned about other craftsmen. If possible, I hope that the goddess can help me strengthen myself."

　　Shenhui shook his head, said softly, and unfolded his scabbard.

　　hum!

　　Accompanied by a pleasant tremor, the silver-white and impeccably delicate blade immediately attracted Hephaestus' eyes.

　　"Huh? This sword is..."

　　The gilt hilt is like the wings of a phoenix, and the thread on the grip is even more delicate. Needless to say, the silver-white blade is naturally made of what kind of material, and it glows faintly in the slightly dim office.

　　"Can you tell me who made this sword?"

　　The god of blacksmithing must love items with exquisite craftsmanship. Although the level of the Phoenix Blade is not high, it is more delicate and delicate.

　　Especially as a criterion for weapons, metals that are not mixed with impurities are good weapons.

　　"It's... the best sword in the village."

　　Shenhui said.

　　"Is it the sword of your hometown? Maybe...your ancestor must have been a great hero."

　　Hephaestus exclaimed.

　　"But this sword should not need to be strengthened. Even high-level adventurers may not have such a good weapon."

　　With just her eyes, she can judge the quality of a weapon.

　　"But it still needs to be strengthened... I hope you can engrave your favor on it, so that it can become a weapon that grows with me."

　　Shenhui explained his purpose.

　　"No."

　　The kind of weapon that can grow is a sideshow, and Hephaestus quickly refused.

　　"Weapons are just tools, and the power is only in the individual."

　　Weapons that can grow are not impossible to make.

　　But... so useless.

　　The reason is that the initial attributes of this type of weapon are extremely low, it is the weakest weapon, and the cost is extremely high, even a large family cannot afford it.

　　Also, there is the risk of being useless.

　　"But without a better weapon, it's useless if you can't deal damage at a high level."

　　Shenhui shook his head.

　　"If you can make a move, I will be very grateful, and I will raise the necessary reinforcement fee as soon as possible."

　　No matter how high the kung fu is, it can be knocked down with one shot.

　　"But......"

　　"Please, Hephaestus, please make sure you agree! Otherwise, I will insist on staying here forever!"

　　Hestia tensed up, bowed her head and pleaded.

　　"...I see, strengthen the weapon for your child."

　　Hephaestus sighed and finally agreed.

　　"However, you have to be prepared for the impossible and impossible to level up, after all... this kind of weapon engraved with the same favor will only grow with the holder, if your child can't become stronger, then the weapon will never be become stronger."

　　"It doesn't matter, Shenhui will ascend today..."

　　Hestia covered her mouth.

　　Almost slipped.

　　In just a few days, he rose to level 2 on the basis of full stats, and he was the only one in the world.

　　"Come with me."

　　Hephaestus glanced at her and took out a crimson hammer.

　　"Hestia, come with me, and then you will work hard for me."

　　Thinking that neither of them is the goddess of oil-saving lamps, I took Hestia into the forging room next door.

　　At the same time, he also took the Phoenix Blade.

　　Inside the forge.

　　Hephaestus got the information he needed.

　　Looking at the enthusiastic friend, while sighing in his heart, he also changed into the thinking of a blacksmith.

　　"This sword seems to have the property of being indestructible, so it's no wonder that I only want to have sacred writing inscribed."

　　She scratched her head.

　　I always felt that I should not take this kind of assignment.

　　"For us blacksmiths, weapons that can reach the highest level by themselves are simply crooked, so please don't let me do this again in the future.".

Chapter 71

　　Chapter 71

　　The intensification took much longer than predicted.

　　The gods in the lower world cannot use divine power, and coupled with the limitation of energy, they are more prone to fatigue.

　　However, Hephaestus' forging power was forbidden to be used, but her experience in forging for hundreds of millions of years was still in her mind.

　　She knows more than all mortals on earth how to polish and strengthen weapons.

　　That's why Weihe Shenhui took the initiative to find her.

　　Although Orari has other gods of forging, it is easier to go through the relationship of Hestia.

　　The time span is one day.

　　Hephaestus, the god of forging, kept hitting it with a hammer, and Hestia next to it engraved the "sacred text" on the blade.

　　And Shenhui has been outside the forging workshop, waiting for them for a day.

　　Until I heard a "Done!" cheer.

　　The door of the workshop opened, and Hestia, who had dark circles around her eyes, trotted out with the Phoenix Blade in her arms under the excited expression.

　　Perhaps due to the lack of rest for a long time, Hestia's legs became weak when he ran halfway.

　　When he was about to fall, he was hugged by Shinki who arrived just in time.

　　"Be careful when walking."

　　The young man smiled helplessly.

　　"It's okay... just a little tired."

　　Hestia quickly forgot the fact that she was about to be exhausted, and as if presenting a treasure, she handed the Phoenix Sword to Shenhui.

　　"It's done, the weapon that I promised to help you strengthen has been completed!"

　　After lifting the goddess up and letting her rest on a chair, Shenhui took the Phoenix Blade.

　　The starting weight is lighter than before.

　　Hold the hilt and draw the sword.

　　The moment the silver-white beautiful straight sword was drawn out, it caught Shenhui's eyes.

　　The shape has not changed, what has changed is the sacred text engraved on the blade.

　　It is a divine language that only gods can understand.

　　"A weapon with life... From now on, we will be companions advancing and retreating together."

　　Shenhui looked at the brand new Phoenix Blade in his hand, and reached out to caress its blade.

　　There was a fiery feeling in my heart, and the silver-white blade also flashed like a firefly.