Treasure Island.
Four o'clock in the morning.
The magic craftsman Arman walked into the workshop slowly with a handful of ore in his arms.
Even a child could see the exhaustion on his face.
In the workshop, Lao Cha, who had been successfully promoted to a half-step meteor-level mage, frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Arman, take a rest."
"No! No way!" Arman shook his head, looked at the terrifying red dragon bones in the workshop, and sighed: "The difficulty of casting legendary treasures is far beyond my imagination. You have to put in ten times a hundred times more energy to achieve the achievements of your ancestors!"
Arman's ancestor was one of the Black Emperor's attendants and the caster of the Great Xia Dragon Bird.
The birth of the Great Xia Dragon Bird, the number one weapon in the deep sea, is the glory that the Arman family has been talking about for five thousand years!
But as the years passed, the Arman family gradually weakened, and there was no longer any way to cast legendary or even higher-level legendary treasures!
finally.
The Arman family became a declining noble, losing the glory, wealth, and status they had enjoyed for thousands of years. Together with the group of magicians who were also abandoned by the era version, they hung out in the corners of the deep sea countries.
The fact that Lao Cha and Arman became close friends was based on the background of the common decline of the magician group and the magic craftsman group. They were the two versions of the two abandoned sons to join forces to keep warm!
"Old Cha, let's start all over again. When I finish this job beautifully, I will leave Treasure Island!" Arman's eyes were determined, determined to get back the lost glory of the family, "Let the high-ranking people in the capital of Loen Gentlemen, take a look, I, Arman, am a capable man!"
However.
But Lao Cha shook his head and said softly: "Arman, you are tired and old. It is time to let go of those obsessions that do not belong to us!"
A trace of anger flashed in Arman's eyes and he responded loudly:
"We stayed in the Loen Kingdom for decades, just waiting for an opportunity. Now we have come to Treasure Island. Island Master Chen Chang'an has given us a chance. Now, you are telling me to give up!?"
Lao Cha sighed;
"The honor of the family should not be a burden to you!"
"With the strength of a ninth-level extraordinary species, it is absolutely impossible to forge a treasure equivalent to a quasi-legendary level!
In the 10,000-year history of the Great Flood, no one has ever done it. It’s impossible! Even if you are asked to do it ten or a hundred times, it is impossible to do it! "
gradually.
There was a trace of sadness in Lao Cha's tone, and he hugged Arman's shoulders with both hands, "I have lost many friends, and I don't want to lose you again. I don't want to walk into the workshop one day and find you dead of exhaustion on the sword-making platform. superior!"
"Being able to cast gold-quality treasures, you are already a magic craftsman renowned in the deep sea, but do you know that if a genius takes one step further, he can only become a madman!"
Hear the words.
Arman became excited, the anger in his heart boiled in his chest, and his whole body even swelled slightly with anger, almost twisting into a furious lion. He pushed his good brother away and said angrily:
"If you don't want to continue, you can leave. I have never forced you to do anything. I have only one idea in my life, and that is to never hold my head high in front of those noble gentlemen again!"
"I have been holding back for decades, just waiting for an opportunity!"
"I want to fight, not to prove that I am more powerful than others, but to tell others that I must get back what I have lost!"
Finished.
Arman strode to the sword-making platform, put dozens of ores into the stone platform, and pulled the bellows with all his strength, using the power of the wind spirit to further increase the temperature inside the sword-making platform.
"...Bang!"
With a bang, the temperature of the flames in the stone platform became higher and higher. Arman began to control the fire and gold blood vessels in his body to exert force, and worked hard to control the ultra-high temperature flames in the sword-making platform!
Lao Cha sighed in his heart:
"Having both fire and gold bloodline is already a genius among geniuses. If you give up your efforts, you can enjoy a beautiful and comfortable life. Arman, why are you bothering?"
Many precious ores gradually melted.
Take advantage of this opportunity.
Arman quickly threw a large section of the red dragon's spine into the stone platform, trying to melt the special spiritual power contained in the red dragon's spine bit by bit and integrate it into the ore solution.
Buzz!
The red dragon's resentful soul wailed and was forced to disperse. Countless spiritual powers were poured into the ore solution, continuously strengthening the properties of the ore solution. It only needed to be cooled and shaped, and a golden-quality sword embryo was cast into shape!
but……
"Golden quality again!"
The sword embryo of golden (inferior) quality can be strengthened into normal golden quality by processing, but Arman has lost the motivation to continue processing, and he fell to the ground, defeated by the continuous failures.
Lao Cha shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"This is just the spine of a young red dragon. The legendary power it contains is quite rare, and it is not enough to cast a legendary treasure. No matter how skilled you are and how precious the ore is, you will never be able to cast it. Two Great Summer Dragon Birds!"
Arman's tone was low:
"According to the knowledge passed down by the family, the giant dragon clan is an immortal species with extremely long lifespan. As long as it successfully survives the meteor disaster, its own legendary power is enough to become the basis for legendary treasures, but mine After all, the craftsmanship is not as good as that of the ancestors. Every time the red dragon resentful soul is destroyed, that ray of legendary power will disappear with the wind!"
How to absorb dragon soul legends!
This is the secret passed down by Arman's ancestors. It can forcibly inspire the legendary deeds of the dragon itself by annihilating the soul of the dragon, so that the treasure to be cast can obtain the corresponding legend.
This is the only way to artificially forge legendary treasures!
A unique craft in the entire deep sea world!
certainly.
After the death of the Black Emperor, the Arman family lost its biggest supporter. Except for orders from the royal family, they had never cast any legendary treasures.
It is a pity that as the deep sea countries signed a unilateral non-aggression treaty with the dragon clan more than a thousand years ago, the Arman family, which focused on dragon materials, lost the use of the family.
The Loen royal family no longer supports the Arman family, and even suppresses it intentionally or unintentionally to avoid incurring the wrath of the dragon clan.
The once-prominent family of magic craftsmen disappeared.
So far, even a family member who is above Meteor cannot produce it, and the possibility of forging legendary treasures has been completely lost!
Lao Cha frowned and said:
"I can't blame you. After all, it has not reached the level of quasi-legendary. The power of legend is too rare. The difficulty of successfully capturing legendary deeds is like using a fishing net to catch one or two small fish roes. The success rate will not exceed one thousandth. One, it can almost only be described as a matter of luck!”
Arman's face was full of exhaustion and he sighed:
"Island Master Chen Chang'an took the risk to kill the young red dragon, which is already audacious. It is very likely to incur the wrath of Panlong Island and cause the entire human sea area to be retaliated by the dragon clan. Maybe in the next hundred or thousand years, all There is no chance that a second red dragon spine will be placed in front of me. I really don’t want to miss this opportunity!”
at this time.
Suddenly, there were loud cheers, exclamations, and shouts of awesomeness coming from outside the workshop.
Arman and Lao Cha looked at each other and felt a little confused. This workshop is located at the northernmost tip of Treasure Island and is rarely visited by people. So where does the noise outside the workshop come from?
Could it be that something unexpected happened?
The two of them walked out of the workshop together, and were stunned by the scene in front of them - the corpse of a white dragon that was more than forty meters long and weighed at least hundreds of tons, almost reaching adulthood, surrounded by hundreds of human warriors. and was pulled to the front of the workshop.
"This, this is..." Arman was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.
Lao Cha was stunned for a moment, then said ecstatically:
"Armen, are you sure about the quasi-legendary dragon spine?"
"Yes, and it's big!" Arman also responded, his face beaming with joy.
Subsequently.
Among the hundreds of soldiers, a "middle-aged" and "old" man slowly walked out - the old leader.
Nourished by the mermaid spring (essence), the old leader has basically returned to the state of his forties or fifties, but his words and deeds can give others a sense of reliability as an older generation party member.
The old chief smiled and said:
"You two, Comrade Chang'an has sent a quasi-legendary dragon corpse. He hopes that we can collect the blood in it as soon as possible and process the materials in it. Please help us."
"no problem!"
Lao Cha still wanted to negotiate some terms, but Arman had surrendered unconditionally and said enthusiastically:
"Has Great God Chang'an mentioned anything about the distribution of materials for this dragon corpse?"
Why is it that you are the Great God of Chang'an when you open your mouth? Just now you said, "I want to take a breath, not to prove that I am more powerful than others, but just to tell others that I must get back what I have lost!" It was you who made you angry! The backbone, or the tone, you bastard Arman... Lao Cha twitched the corner of his mouth, silently gave up the idea of negotiating terms, and was mentally prepared to accompany his brothers and work for Treasure Island and Chen Changan for the rest of his life.
The old chief smiled and took out a contract. The contract stated that Arman and Lao Cha must work for a hundred years in exchange for the right to use the white dragon's spine, but all treasures produced from the white dragon's materials will Will be owned by Treasure Island!
"This is not a part-time job, it's obviously a slave contract~" Lao Cha just complained in his heart when he saw that his good brother had already signed the slave contract with a smile on his face. It was a classic case of counting the money for others after being sold. !
Arman's face was full of joy, he turned his head and asked:
"Old Cha, you sign it too!"
"I won't sign this kind of slave contract. If you like, sign it. Don't drag me into it. If you don't have freedom, you'd rather die!"
"But the Great God Chang'an agreed to allow you to use the White Dragon Crystal to burn any magic array below level six..."
"Where is the signature place?"
"this."
"Signed."
A few hours later.
Lao Cha sat stupidly at the door of the workshop, his eyes blank as he said:
"For a mere piece of White Dragon Crystal, I sold my next hundred years to that bastard Chen Changan, wuwuwuwu..."
Armen didn't care and said happily:
"Then if you were asked to travel back half a day, would you still sign?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"to be honest."
"sign!"
Lao Cha said fiercely;
"That's a quasi-legendary dragon crystal!"
"With it, I can burn level five magic circles an unlimited number of times. Even if I don't enter the Meteor level, my real combat power will not be far behind those of the Meteor level experts.
If I don't sign, those dozens of mages who joined Treasure Island in the submarine volcano before will give up all their dignity and sign the slave contract in one second! "
"Pfft hahaha~"
Arman laughed heartily, "Old Cha, after all, you are still...what the humans on earth call it, Wang Jingze's Law of True Fragrance!"
Lao Cha twitched the corner of his mouth and changed the subject:
"Okay, let's talk about your White Dragon Spine. With it, your chances of forging legendary treasures will be much greater!"
"Um!"
Arman was full of confidence and said with a smile: "I am four-tenths sure that the casting will be successful. If you are willing to continue to help me, this success rate can be increased to at least half!"
Lao Cha said angrily:
"You've only slept for two or three hours this week. I'm afraid you'll have to die from exhaustion before the legendary treasure is successfully cast!"
"If you want my help, just make sure you sleep eight hours a day, and I will agree to help you!"
Feeling the kindness of Lao Cha, who has been a close friend for decades, Arman responded: "Okay, why don't I promise you, I'm going to bed now."
Lao Cha nodded with satisfaction.
…………
The next day.
After a night of dormancy, Arman finally regained most of his energy and took Lao Cha into the workshop early.
A huge and slender white dragon spine, about 42 meters long, was lying in the workshop. The ice breath contained in it almost froze the ground into a sheet of white frost. Arman stepped forward I stepped on it a few times and it was hard.
Laocha commented:
"White dragons are extremely cold by nature, so it's quite difficult to use them as raw materials!"
Arman had already made plans and said with a smile:
“Have you ever heard of the ultimate weapon invented by humans on Earth—the hydrogen bomb?”
Lao Cha shook his head.
Arman smiled and explained:
"The ignition of a hydrogen bomb requires a high temperature of 100 million degrees, and the only way human technology can create this temperature is the explosion of an atomic bomb!"
After a while, the old tea became clear, and he suddenly realized:
"You want to use the red dragon's spine as an atomic bomb to ignite a hydrogen bomb?"
"good."
Arman's face was filled with the confidence of a senior magic craftsman, and he said loudly:
"Within seven days, I will definitely be able to cast the Daxia Dragon Bird of legendary quality!"
"Let me, an unworthy descendant, complete the glory that our Arman family has lost over the past thousand years!"
Guangzong Yaozu, right now!
The two got into work in full swing.
Lao Cha activated the fifth-level wind spell - Advanced Cutting, to grind the white dragon's spine into a suitable shape bit by bit.
Arman focused on one thing - lighting the red dragon's spine and turning this extremely precious magic material into a blazing flame!
Fire enough to melt the spine of a near-legendary white dragon!
boom!
The fire of the red dragon is lit!
