Later, in the dwarf tribe, the clan leader, as the host, solemnly entertained Ye Feng, a guest who had come all the way from the courtyard.
Because the power of the Eternal Spear that Ye Feng had just demonstrated was completely beyond that of their clan leader, he also won the respect of the dwarves.
The weak eats the strong, and strength is respected. It seems to be an eternal truth that applies to everyone.
Ye Feng even felt that if he had not shown his skills in public just now, even if the dwarf leader had no idea, the other dwarves might have already been thinking about the artifact in his hand.
"I heard that you still have a broken sword, and Duoli is helping to repair it!?" During the dinner, the dwarf patriarch offered again, "If he can't repair it, you can come to me."
"If it's not forging and repairing, can't we replace it?" Ye Feng asked in surprise, "I rejected a dwarf craftsman named Bayer before and chose Duoli. Duoli said that if it fails, I can't replace it in the future."
"Haha..." The dwarf patriarch smiled, "Rules are dead, but people are alive. Besides, rules can only be used to restrain ordinary people. The people who make the rules are not subject to restrictions."
Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, but still insisted on his choice: "I believe in Duoli."
"Duoli is just like most ordinary dwarves, ordinary but great." The dwarf patriarch said, "But if you want to become a great craftsman, hard work alone is not enough."
"The higher the quality of the magic weapon, the greater the difficulty. Duoli has never been on his own, so he thinks things are too simple."
"But I still say that, after he fails, you can come to me!"
Ye Feng thanked the clan leader.
"As soon as your broken sword is repaired, leave Svartalfheim immediately." The dwarf leader suddenly seemed to have issued an eviction order, and simply explained, "You are carrying the Eternal Spear. It will be coveted by many people, and I don’t want to bring the nameless war to our world.”
Ye Feng agreed to the clan leader's request.
A simple meal for both the host and the guest.
After dinner, Ye Feng said goodbye and left.
Back to Doli's workshop again.
The broken sword has been repaired more than half, but Duoli seems a little helpless.
"how's it going!?"
Ye Feng walked in and asked.
"Ye Feng..." Duoli weakly waved the huge hammer in his hand and said with some frustration, "Maybe they are all right. Repairing weapons is not as simple as I thought... especially one like yours. sword……"
Duoli pointed out the difficulty to Ye Feng: the Broken Sword is half real and half imaginary - that is, in the shape of a soul. If you want to polish it into a solid body, you must refine it over and over again and use the corresponding powerful force.
"For example, the divine power of giants, the divine power of gods... In short, it must be a unique power in this world to completely polish the soul blade and turn it into a physical form."
"Just for this broken sword, in our entire dwarf country, no more than ten can be completely repaired. Even Bayer just now may not be able to..."
Not to mention, today's Duoli is only a junior craftsman, and he has no chance to obtain unique power in the world.
Hearing this, Ye Feng thought thoughtfully: "The only power in the world that can turn souls into entities!? Then I can try it!"
"You!?" Duoli was shocked again after hearing this, "But you are not a craftsman either?"
Ye Feng smiled: "You can teach me, no one is born a craftsman, right?"
"This...how can it be that easy?" Duoli himself was just an apprentice, and it took him more than ten years to become a junior craftsman.
However, since Ye Feng said so, Duoli casually taught Ye Feng some casting skills.
After hearing this, Ye Feng was filled with curiosity and desire to explore.
Because he discovered that the reason why dwarf craftsmen were able to forge magical weapons in the world was because they applied magic while forging them.
Just imagine, a weapon must be extraordinary if it is not only physically refined but also blessed by magic.
Ye Feng followed Duoli and learned a little bit, and basically mastered the basics of casting.
"You can take a piece of scrap metal first and practice your skills..." After Duoli finished teaching, he didn't pay much attention. He felt that this human being would give up and retreat if he just waved the hammer casually.
However, Ye Feng took the hammer from Duoli's hand and hammered it directly at the soul blade on the sword.
At the same time, Ye Feng mobilized the power of the Azure Dragon Soul in his body. This should be a unique power in the world! ?
--boom! ! !
The final word!
As the power of the blue dragon wrapped around the soul blade, the part that had just been beaten quickly cooled down, and like a wound scabbing, the soul-form blade completely transformed into a physical entity.
