Overturned Tower

The barber doesn't even know how far he has come.

But he could only hear the tinkling of iron and the sound of quenching became more and more clear in his ears—it was only after he got closer that he realized that it was the sound of quenching.

Finally, they saw a cave in the rock.

Surprisingly, there are no white fog clouds here... Entering from here, the field of vision becomes wider.

At least if you look up, you can see the top floor of the cave that is at least seven or eight meters high. It also has bright red lines of the same color as the "River of Anger" on its inner side, and it is these bright red luminous lines that provide the light source.

"The front is where the mentor is."

Strangling lowered his voice subconsciously, and his back became even more hunched.

Frightened by his attitude, the barber also lowered his voice: "Is your mentor the only disciple?"

"Counting you, there are two..."

Hang Kill whispered, "There aren't many mages in the new generation."

"But the seven empty islands add up to dozens of people."

"Two months ago there were sixty or seventy people, and recently the number has gradually increased."

None of the seventy students belonged to the same school.

It seems that the profession of the melting pot school is really not very popular.

"Speaking of which, you haven't told me...how should I call my mentor?"

"Just call him the tutor. The tutor never told me what his name is."

While whispering to each other, the two students finally approached the position where the mentor of the Forge School was.

It was an old man who looked quite short, only less than 1.5 meters.

He has lost all his hair, not even body hair such as eyebrows.

He was shirtless, with a dark yellow lizard tail behind him. The lower body is wearing very loose trousers that even drag the trouser legs to the floor.

His skin glowed with a faint metallic brilliance, and he was holding a huge hammer that didn't match his figure.

It was a ferocious hammer entwined with metal thorns and full of needles. The height of the hammer was one meter high, and a dark red light shone inside the hammer, which was densely entwined with metal thorns.

Just looking at the hammer made the barber feel a tingling pain in his heart.

And the thing that was beaten by the old man...

It was an extremely slow beating heart!

The heart was wrinkled and even looked ugly. It is covered with dark red luminescent lines, and the body has turned almost carbon-like black.

The moment he saw this mentor, the barber's face froze slightly.

There were pale flames crackling uncontrollably at the bottom of his pupils... but that was only for a moment.

Russell immediately replaced him, forcibly suppressing the psionic power induced by the vessel of God.

He himself cannot use the psionic power of his body when he becomes someone else, but the container of God is not subject to this restriction. That's why he can transform again at will...

But Xiao Liuli and Paradise Bird's experience told Russell... When he resonates, the other party also feels the same.

Even the memories seen by both parties are exactly the same.

In order not to offend the other party, Russell immediately forcibly got on the number and kicked down the container of God. It also interrupted the uncontrollable and intense psionic energy by the way.

For some reason, Hang Sha suddenly felt a subtle change in the temperament of the barber around him.

...Like a little more cautious?

"laugh-"

The old man stretched out his hand and held the heart.

Afterwards, he directly submerged it in the river of wrath.

There was a violent quenching sound, white smoke evaporated, and was drawn out to the outside along the vertical channel.

Russell suddenly understood everything.

It turns out that the white mist covering the whole world outside...is it the exhaust gas that evaporated when it was quenched with the river of anger?

"tutor."

Hang Hang bowed respectfully to the old man: "This is the younger brother I brought back, and his name is the barber."

The old man ignored the strangulation.

He just pulled his heart out of the river of anger.

He opened his big and small eyes and squinted to look at the heart.

The heart, which was originally as black as coal, became bright red again after being re-quenched.

The deep pulsating sound was like a subwoofer, and it could be clearly heard even ten meters away...even deafening.

Then, he grabbed his chest with his left hand and tore it open.

He put the heart back into his chest.

At that moment, Russell could see clearly...

His chest was completely empty!

In other words, he blacksmithed without a heart!

After the heart was placed in the chest cavity, the old man's skin suddenly turned red like heated metal.

Dark scales emerged.

Like blowing air, his whole body became huge, and the loose wrinkles on his body were completely filled with muscles, and even became swollen—

In the blink of an eye, the little old man who was less than 1.5 meters tall turned into a behemoth taller than strangulation.

But that's not exactly a human gesture...

His whole body is covered with black lizard scales, and his face has also turned into an anthropomorphic lizard face. There were bright red lines all over his skin, and there was a row of huge sharp protrusions on his back, which were suspected to be organs for heat dissipation, and white mist was constantly emitting.

With a huge tail dragging behind it, it looks like a smaller Godzilla at the moment.

"New, apprentice..."

A voice with a metallic sound and a deep echo sounded at the same time.

Just like cutting a blackboard with your fingernails, you feel uncomfortable just hearing the sound.

He leaned in front of Russell and sized him up with those emotionless dark golden pupils.

It was less than a punch away from Russell at this moment, and Russell could smell the sulfur clearly.

At that moment, Russell felt the intense fear of being stared at by a predator. His body couldn't control the instinct of his soulmate at all, and he couldn't help but groan.

"fear."

A deep voice sounded slowly: "Fear is a good thing.

"Fear is the fuel, it's the key..."

As the huge lizard head moved away from Russell, Russell's trembling gradually subsided.

But soon, the lizard's tail pushed Russell two steps from behind.

The young man with blue ponytail and long hair staggered two steps forward before standing firmly in front of the "mentor".

"You...why are you angry?"

The mentor's dark golden vertical pupils stared at Russell and asked in a low voice.

"I'm angry at this unfair world."

This is the third time Russell has answered this question.

Hearing this, the lizard's head got closer to Russell.

He asked another question.

A question Russell hadn't thought of before...

"Do you believe in God?"

"...I don't believe in God. But I do believe in the light."

Under tension and fear, Russell couldn't think about the deep meaning of this question, so he could only answer with his inner thoughts.

"bright?"

Lizard asked in a low voice.

"Hope, love, and justice..."

"Oh."

The lizard looked at Russell carefully~www.readwn.com~ and turned his head away in a lack of interest.

"You are not suitable for the way of the furnace."

"but…"

Strangling couldn't help but speak.

The next moment, the lizard's tail was strangled and flew out in an instant.

He was directly embedded on the wall of the cave, and the dark golden pupils of the Lizard Mentor were covered by dark red flames at some point.

"Don't... interrupt... me!"

He let out a sharp, piercing, frenzied growl.

The loud voice made Russell's mind go blank for a moment, and his body couldn't help making unstable lines like water waves.

And with his anger, the surrounding ground fissures also cracked suddenly, and bright red lava burst out.

The violent roar cracked and gradually disintegrated the walls of the cave.

The river of anger also burst out several water jets, which solidified after falling on the ground to form a new dark red ground.

After getting angry without warning, the lizard suddenly calmed down again.

"But... I can teach you.

"My name is Zhongxiang, you can call me Teacher Zhong..."

After speaking, Zhong Xiang grabbed Russell and pressed him on the still warm anvil like an iron plate.

His dark golden pupils stared at Russell, and raised the thorny hammer that finally became a normal proportion after he grew bigger.

"Would you like to...forge it?"

Zhongxiang laughed in a low voice, and exhaled a sulfurous breath: "It's so cool... kitty."

The pupils of the blue-haired youth shrank slightly.