infinite blood sorrow

"I want it, I want it! Don't you know alchemy? Get me a dagger. It's too inconvenient to use my molecular knife with your hands."

"500 reward points."

"I'll go! Did you lose money? You can still play!"

"Cut! I still think it's a loss! Do you want love or not?"

"...Good! You are ruthless!"

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In the room, Mo Ao came back from the outside, and with a wave of his hand, a new door appeared.

After opening the door, there is a brand new space, created by Mo Ao temporarily using the power of the main god.The layout of this space is also very simple - a workbench, a forging furnace, cooling pool... There are a lot of tools.

This is the alchemy studio designed by Mo Ao for himself, and it is the best equipment that can be manifested within the call authority. It has technology and magic - the ark reactor and the eight-party spirit gathering array are mixed together, the legendary mix and match style, Also really drunk.

Casually throwing the materials exchanged for 2000 reward points from the Lord God to the workbench aside, Mo Ao began to prepare the tools he needed.

"Manifestation! The golden carving knife of life!"

......

......

nothing happened...

"Is it really useless?" Mo Ao sighed, although he had already thought that his expectations might come to nothing, but he still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Let's do it again. Realize! Dark Azure Dragon Carving Knife!"

The next moment, a blue-black carving knife appeared in Mo Ao's hand, and a dark green dragon roared and rushed towards Mo Ao.

If it is elsewhere, or if this carving knife is genuine, Mo Ao may really have no choice but to use this carving knife, but this is the Lord God's space, and it is Mo Ao's private room. At the same time, this carving knife is also a room authority A limited carving knife, not something genuine.

With a thought, the ferocious and terrifying dark green dragon was immediately suppressed back into the carving knife.

"Sure enough!" Mo Ao played with the carving knife. "The realization ability of the room is also limited. Things above A-level will not work. The Living Knife is at least an S-level treasure, so there is no way to realize it... However, it should be S-level. "

"Speaking of which, the enhancement of dragon blood in the main god is only up to A-level, and the others don't seem to be enhanced above A-level. Doesn't this mean..." Mo Ao was taken aback by his guess Jump, if it is really as he guessed, then which S-level powerhouses...

Shaking his head to shake off the absurd thoughts in his mind, no matter what, these things are too far away from him, even if he thinks about it, at least it will be after he reaches A-level.

Holding the dark blue dragon carving knife in his hand, Mo Ao was about to start his first forging.

"This dark blue dragon also uses the power of the dragon, although it is not a system...but it should be easier to use. The Black Dragon King is a root-level creature, and the control of dragons should be above the concept Bar."

Then he picked up an ordinary iron block, and Mo Ao carved it with a dark blue dragon emitting blue-black light.

He is not so arrogant, he will start with rare materials and so on, forging a knife for himself is a big deal, it is a fool's thing to start directly before he is sure, not to mention that he is carving in the field of alchemy, this This skill of using words to express the spiritual power of words is much more complicated than ordinary enchanting magic circles.

I don't know how long it took to carve, Mo Ao threw another piece of Fantie aside, let out a long breath, he was almost proficient, and then he was going to do the real thing.

Golden pupils bloom! Geass on!

He picked up a piece of ordinary iron the size of a human head again, and threw it directly into the forging furnace. In an instant, fiery red alchemy runes lit up on the forging furnace, and scorching flames rose from the furnace.

Alchemy Domain·Jun Yan!

The iron in the furnace melts quickly into molten iron, and some useless impurities are separated, but this is not enough!Just Jun Yan is not enough!Mo Ao pulled the bellows, and a strange wind poured into the furnace, confining the flames of Jun Yan to a small area, and continued to refine the molten iron that had lost half of it.

Alchemy Field·Pupil of the Wind King!

When the molten iron was only about a tenth of its original size, Mo Ao turned on the furnace and introduced it into the cooling pool.The water in the cooling pool instantly swirled automatically, and the fierce water flow hit the condensed form of molten iron, cooling it into a square shape.

Alchemy Field Vortex!

Mo Ao picked up the iron block and put it back into the furnace to burn red. He put it on the forging table at one side, picked up the forging hammer next to it with his right hand, lifted it over his head and smashed it down forcefully!

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the block of refined iron instantly collapsed. This was ten times refined iron.It stands to reason that without Gui Sheng's blessing, Mo Ao would never be able to do it even if he strengthened to B-level dragon bloodlines—that is, S-level or above hybrid bloodlines.

However, Mo Ao couldn't do it by himself, but he could do it with the help of suitable tools - the key lies in the forging hammer!

Alchemy Field Bronze Throne!

In the end, the iron block was beaten to the size of a ping-pong ball, thrown into the forging furnace again to burn molten iron, and introduced into the mold that had been made earlier.

The top-notch alchemy creation in this room is definitely a good thing for Kassel's equipment department and even the world's major dragon slaying forces to loot in the world of "Dragon Clan".Those areas of alchemy, the craftsmanship and precision are not even comparable to the underground space of Principal Angers, but here they are only engraved on a pile of iron tools.

how to say?Although it's just a materialized thing, but this kind of prodigal feeling... cool~~! !

Mo Ao, who was greatly satisfied with the petty bourgeois mentality, couldn't help feeling better, and then Mo Ao looked at the cooled mold again, and copied it with one hand.

Opening the mold, there is a black and shiny ring inside, without any fancy, without any carvings, but you can vaguely see that it is engraved with mysterious runes.

Mo Ao put on the ring, his body began to gradually fade, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

Alchemy Field·Mingzhao!

After a while, only a "click" sound was heard, and Mo Ao reappeared on the same spot, the ring on his finger had been split into two pieces.

"Can Fantie only last for 5 minutes? It's not bad." Mo Ao said to himself, he is quite satisfied with the effect, after all, the material is nothing more than that, isn't it?

Seeing the success of the [Night Ring], Mo Ao became more interested, picked up another piece of metal and threw it into the forging furnace, and the next second, Jun Yan erupted!

Let's try it with bronze this time~

Chapter 5 Shine in the Supreme Alchemy

Still in Mo Ao's room, the bathroom.

Mo Ao stood naked under the shower, cold water washed his protruding muscles, like a stream flowing at high speed in the protruding rocks, and the muscles and tendons that were overheated due to exercise slowly returned to normal.

Invest and adjust your breathing, and slowly lower your heart rate and blood flow.

Mo Ao looked at his body, compared to the original body from martial arts, this body is more perfect, the most important thing is...

Mo Ao stretched his right hand backwards to his left chest. This kind of twisted posture surpassed human beings, and now he can easily do it.

Like Yuan Zhisheng, Mo Ao has the ability to adjust the bone structure, and the bones on his body have mutated from 206 bones of ordinary humans to more than 1000 bones.The lineage strengthened by the main god is much more fundamental than the dragon lineage inherited by ordinary hybrids.

"Dragon's blood... a little bit disappointed!" Mo Ao squinted his eyes and let the water from the shower drip down his head.

Bathing, fasting, burning incense.

This is the third day of preparations for forging my own sword.As for the rest time of the main god space, it is already the seventh day.

For forging that really needs to be serious, all blacksmiths are sacred in their hearts, although Mo Ao still can't fully understand the spirit and belief in it.But for his own knife, Mo Ao decided to treat it with the most solemn attitude from the bottom of his heart.

He is creating his own exclusive knife, and it may even be a knife that will accompany him for a lifetime. For this, no matter how solemn the ceremony is, it cannot be overstated.

Putting on looser clothes, he waved a dark blue dragon into his hand.

The dagger promised to Zhao Yun was ready, and it was handed over to Zhao Yun three days ago.

Looking back now, that dagger was considered extraordinary.Made a very dangerous dagger!

Although it is not made of rare materials, it has reached the level of being infinitely close to D-level in terms of material selection, plus [Enchanting Mark·Lightness], [Enchanting Mark·Sturdy], [Alchemy Field·Dark Light] and [Alchemy] Field·Tear], as well as Zhao Yun's own [High Frequency Oscillating Molecular Knife], are enough to turn this dagger into a C-level assassination weapon.

By the way, the [Mingzhao] here is different from the [Mingzhao Ring], it does not have the effect of invisibility, but only the traces of the weapon itself - by limiting the power of the word spirit, the weapon is reduced The load itself, at least it won't be shattered like the [Mingzhao Ring].

As for [Alchemy Domain·Tear], it has the same effect as Onimaru Kunimitsu, the effect of tearing the wound.But of course it is not as exaggerated as tearing a small hole to 50cm, but it is no problem to tear the wound to 5cm. For a dagger used for assassination, this is already a very strong function.

After all, this is not a weapon specially used for slaying dragons. For ordinary people, a 5cm wound is already a bit serious. If it is critical, it is impossible to survive!

Aside from the problem of being unable to use full power due to its limited quality, this dagger can exert the power of a C-level weapon on any first-class assassin.

Asking Zhao Yun to exchange two D-level [Enchanting Seals], she definitely earned it.

Regardless of the completed dagger, Mo Ao's attention has been completely focused on his own knife at this time. He has been preparing for three days to forge this knife. The life he has lived in these three days is unimaginable in the past. .

Who would have imagined that a young man who likes adventure and can't calm down can calm down, fast and burn incense?Even Mo Ao himself didn't know what strength and obsession supported him to reach this point.

In the past, he would probably be—[It’s just a knife, why are you so serious? ] Such an idea.

Becoming like this can at least show that he already has the glory of being a swordsman... probably.

After adjusting his mental state, Mo Ao turned his attention to the forging furnace, to be precise, to those rare materials on the forging furnace.

Mithril, fine gold, meteorite, earth mother's fusion heart... This large pile of materials cost Mo Ao 2000 reward points and two D-level branch plots-a material that can be synthesized into a C-level alloy, By the way, the formula of this alloy material cost 100 bonus points.

Under the absolute control of the internal authority of the main god's room, the cooperation of [Jun Yan] and [Wind King's Pupil] plus Mo Ao's own [Sickle Weasel] grasping the timing, even if it is high-precision material aggregation, it will not fail. possible.

The final alloy is gradually fused, and now it is the stage of shaping.Under the control of thoughts, the melted alloy gradually twisted and shaped, and finally formed a prototype of a sword embryo. Although it has not yet formed, it can be seen a trace of familiar appearance - the appearance of the demon sword [Martyr].

Probably for commemoration, now Mo Ao decided to integrate it into his new sword.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ao controlled the [Pupil of the Wind King] to adjust the shape of the ball of golden water, finally forming the general appearance of the [Martyr], and the water flow induced by the [Vortex] flew out automatically, catching the liquid alloy that came out, and the impact The water flow fixed the shape of the knife while cooling the whole ball of golden water.

Immediately, Mo Ao took the forging hammer of [Bronze Throne] and started watching the boring casting, burning red, casting, cooling, burning red, casting, cooling...

Repeat, repeat, repeat.Forging has never been an interesting thing, and blacksmithing is even more so. The determination to persevere in the scorching heat and steam is integrated into every hammer that hits it, and then all these things are hit on the forged weapon. In the sound of the clang, I poured my belief and intention into the weapon.

In the small room, the clanging of hammers and irons was like thunder. Mo Ao's upper body was naked, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or steam.The red golden bird in his eyes was burning, as if it would fly out at any time, the even and explosive muscles were filled with the beauty of lines and strength in the mist of steam.

The Tang knife finally took shape, and the [Bronze Throne] forging hammer in Mo Ao's hand was instantly replaced by a dark green dragon carving knife. The blue-black light bloomed, and Mo Ao's hand turned into an afterimage. Runes were engraved on the body of the knife.

Refined bloodline once violent blood!

Word Spirit·Fifth Order Instant·32x Speed!

[Enchanting Seal·Lightness], [Enchanting Seal·Sturdy], [Alchemy Field·Dark Light], [Alchemy Field·Clean Land].The dark green dragon seemed to have really turned into a green dragon and swam on Tang Dao's blade, merging into the blade bit by bit.

Finally, the moment Qinglong fully merged into the Tang Dao, the whole sword gave out a mysterious rhythm, which was like the buzzing of a living being.Tang Dao's blade trembled slightly, as if expressing the joy of birth or the excitement of recovery.

Mo Ao held the handle of the knife, brought the knife closer, stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his left hand to caress the blade, feeling the vein-like veins in it.

"Cheng Dao!...No, I still feel something is wrong." Mo Ao looked at Tang Dao, as if examining his own child.

"What is it? You should have considered everything, but why do you feel that there is still something lacking?"

"What's missing? What is it? What exactly is it?" Mo Ao murmured unnaturally, he is now like a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.I always feel that something is uncomfortable, but I can't tell where the incongruity is.

"Let me think about it! What should a knife have? Apart from the skill of casting the knife itself, I remember that there seems to be some shrines in Japan that enshrine it, but this is unrealistic for me, so pass, then... Opening the seal with blood? What the hell shouldn’t be doing it now? The sword is three feet three feet long and weighs six catties and seven taels? So what the hell am I thinking about!”

Let me think about it, generally speaking, what is the description of the sword?The shape, the pattern of the blade, the length, the material, the historical origin, the accumulated years, the person who used it, and I won’t talk about it.What else?

It should be the essence of the sword.If it is the only sword, if it is a unique sword that cannot be replaced by anything, it should be something.

correct!This is it!

Mo Ao's mind moved, Tang Dao was transferred to his left hand, and the blue-black carving knife appeared in Mo Ao's right hand at one time, and the next moment, the dark green dragon roared out!

On the body of the newborn Tang Dao, there is a clear inscription engraved on the sword:

Purify the dust, float the world, filthy dreams, and die! (The pronunciation of 【死】 is 【无】)

"This is what is missing. Your legend begins here. From now on, your name will be [Jingchen]!"

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Still in Mo Ao's room, the forging room.

At this time, all the steam in the room has been disposed of.

Insert the clean dust into the newly cast scabbard. The craft of the scabbard is very simple. Of course, don't think about Avalon or the like. Thinking about that thing is just a delusion.The craftsmanship of the scabbard is nothing more than [lightness] plus [sturdyness]. It doesn't even have the field of alchemy. It's just enchanting engraving without much technical content.

If those alchemists who spend a lot of time accumulating alchemy knowledge know this, they will be pissed off—you bastard who cheated with learning devices and the main god database is not qualified to say that! ! ! !

Stretching his body, Mo Ao fell down on the bed. The mental effort this forging took was indeed a bit overwhelming. At the very least, he had to maintain the Golden Eyes, Geass, and [Weasel Domain] all the time, and occasionally had to activate the physical load. The ultra-high time is the word spirit [moment], coupled with the sequelae of violent blood.

Mo Ao felt that his whole body had been dissipated, and now he just wanted to take a good rest.

Take off your shoes, go to bed, adjust your breathing, turn off Geass, retract the golden pupil...

Shut down Geass, take back the golden pupil...

"Hey!!!!!!!" Mo Ao jumped up suddenly, using the authority of the room to materialize an ordinary mirror and put it in front of him.

"Can't turn it off...how could it be like this!? Why can't it be turned off!?" Mo Ao looked at the eyes in the mirror, and the two bird-shaped patterns in the left and right eyes were shining with streamers.

Geass [Dragon Emperor], eyes go wild! ! !

Chapter 6 The Gap between Grade B and Grade A

Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang...

The sound of dense metal and iron clashing echoed in the vast space, and Mo Ao's hand holding the knife exploded with great strength, and separated from Wang Yang, who cosplayed as Li Xiaoyao, again.

"The attack is good, and I am basically familiar with the power of the B-level bloodline. Try this move." Wang Yang threw the long sword in his hand into the air, and the long sword split into thousands in an instant, and shot towards Mo Ao.

Freedom of Fantasy·Li Xiaoyao·Wan Jian Jue!