Players' NPC boss

Fire Bunny Hud attacks Blaze.

[Fire-enchanted dwarf sword]

Blaze's HP-0, Fire Rabbit Hard's HP-? ? ? .

Blaze did nothing and remained motionless in the face of the red-hot hammer, and the red-hot sword hit Blaze directly on the head.

This position is quite unfavorable. Only after transforming into a silver werewolf will the effect of the lion skin fully take effect.

This is only because after the transformation, Blaze's whole body will be covered with hair. In fact, the lion skin is permanent, but there are not many places on Blaze's body that can be called hair.

And the head was exactly where Blaze's hair was thickest. The red-hot dwarf sword was naturally shattered the moment it collided with the hair.

Harder's pride was incredibly hurt.

"Actually, this is what happened."

Blaze took out the Centaur Crest and Goblin Crest from the God Bag hanging on his waist. These two things actually occupied the same space, so they could only be placed in the God Bag.

"...So that's it. In other words, the totem weapon dropped by the totem incarnation is a piece of material full of impurities, which requires fire and beating to refine it."

Master Harder calmed down and fiddled with the two crests in his hands. For him with thick fingers, these two things were really delicate little things.

"Hmm... Judging from the results of my appraisal, the idea of ​​gathering together the emblems of a world and making them into a piece of equipment is feasible, as you guessed, but I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Why?"

"I don't know, it seems too complicated... This is my intuition as a blacksmith." Harder patted the breastplate next to his hand, "If you just put these emblems together and put them into one piece of equipment, it will be enough." To reach world-class, world-class is too cheap.”

"Collect more totem emblems. You can't get the correct answer just by guessing."

"No problem." Blaze put the coat of arms back into the bag of gods, and then changed the subject, "By the way, where is the Forger? Has he left?"

"The master is in the inner room, and his work cannot be disturbed."

When it comes to fake makers, Harder's expression turns to respect. This is probably the special relationship between craftsmen. It doesn't matter age or experience, just the skill at hand.

The inner room was naturally the inner room of the inner room. The forger stayed there all night, and the ink painting of "The Overlord Raising the Cauldron" hung all over the room.

Although in Blazer's eyes, these paintings are almost identically perfect, the appraisal of blessings may be much more stringent. Only 5 of hundreds of works are effective.

Hearing the sound of someone coming in, the figure of the faker appeared from the ink painting.

"Blaze...is it daytime already?"

"Yes, I plan to find the location of the totem of the Scales of Judgment. Do you want to go together?" Although the Forger did not propose to go together, Blazer thought it would be better to make sure.

"The difficulty of vertical hell is too high for me, but it's a good thing you come to me. I just have something to give you."

The forger disappeared from Blazer's sight, and then after a sound of rummaging for something, the forger appeared with a piece of cloth.

【Adam's Relic Cloth 1/1】

[The cloth wrapping the corpse of the first human being has unknown power. Legend has it that the secret of perfect man is written in it]

"Sacred cloth?" Blaze picked up the piece of cloth with two fingers.

The holy shroud is a very rare material and is the shroud of a saint. This is a versatile material that can be used in almost all kinds of places.

The saint here refers to the blessed person who has the saint series profession. The blessed person will usher in real death after the end of his life, which is the extinguishing of the soul flame, but the body will not turn into dust and disappear.

Saints can be said to be a very rare and special profession. Not to mention their powerful power, they also possess extremely high prestige. After death, they will be buried in a shroud.

Among such a large number of foreigners, there are less than 10 people who have the profession of saint, let alone the past era when the number of blessed people was rare.

According to statistics, the total number of relic cloths that have been preserved to this day is about the size of a tablecloth. As for the holy cloth brought out by the forger, although it doesn't look like much, it is better than fresh.

Because it was just taken from the holy bones of Adam.

"It's really capable of producing holy cloth."

Blaze weighed the holy cloth in his hand. The effects that the holy cloth should have were perfect.

If there is really nothing wrong with the holy cloth on Adam's body, then Adam's greatest contribution to the world is to protect the remains of the only remaining saints from being targeted by thieves.

"I did a comparative experiment and it will take about three days to turn into a holy cloth."

The forger took out Adam's arm, which was tied with pieces of cloth, and the wrapping time was written on it with a pen. This was a really rigorous test, and every inch of Adam's skin was used.

"I plan to try to make the holy cloth into a painting prop. In addition, there is also the coat of arms you just mentioned at the door. In short, I have many subjects to study. I will leave it to you to do field work."

After the faker finished speaking, he sat back in his chair as if no one else was around, completely immersed in his research.

Some strangers enjoy adventure, some like to see the scenery, and some, like fakers, just like to study something.

No matter what kind of strangers they are, they are doing themselves in this world without any distractions, doing what they want to do most.

This is a great thing, but it is not good to ignore the time.

"By the way, if you don't mind, please go and see my [Mickey MM House] first. Although I designed a mechanism that even a fool can operate, I am not sure whether fools will be busy and press the wrong button when facing an emergency."

The [Mickey MM House] mentioned by the counterfeiter refers to the world barrier built by the strangers.

This is indeed a big deal. If it is broken, it will inevitably be another disaster.

"Okay."

"Take this." The counterfeiter threw a crystal over without looking back. It is a teleportation crystal directly to [Mickey MM House].

The blessed person who owns the territory can make it as long as he consumes MP. Now almost every stranger has this skill.

"Master Had, remember to give him a visit after more than one day." Blaze patted Had's shoulder.

"Understood." Had nodded seriously. After watching Blaze leave, he turned to look at the forger, who just happened to look over.

"I don't think you will listen to Blaze and force me to leave."

"Yes, I am the type who will indulge others to show their talents."