Chapter 18 We witnessed the birth of the artifact
Wang Xiu's eyes lit up and he began to shape the vessel according to his own ideas.
In fact.
Wang Xiu's favorite weapon is the long sword, but now he is still a layman in the art of weapon refining, and he doesn't know how to engrave the runes of [Big and Small Ruyi] and [Jet Sword Gang] at all.
therefore.
If a two- or three-foot spiritual iron sword is forged, it will be difficult to cause effective damage to those second-level ferocious beasts that are seven or eight meters tall.
Say it again.
These strong men, who averaged over two meters each and carried swords two to three feet in their hands, did not look very mighty and domineering.
So the weapon he refined this time was the Daguandao, which was more than one foot long.
time.
Minutes passed by, and the whole night passed quickly, but no one in the tribe felt sleepy at all.
them.
They all stared at Wang Xiu with burning faces, at the blazing flames in front of him, and at the mighty and domineering Grand Sword suspended in the flames.
When the dawn breaks through the darkness.
The sword in the flames finally took shape.
But I saw this big sword, about ten feet long, with a dark and shiny blade, but the blade was white and cold, and it looked extremely sharp at first glance.
There is also a black dragon head engraved on the back of the sword and the hand guard, which looks ferocious and domineering. Under the light of dawn, it exudes majestic power.
"The name of this sword is: Black Dragon!"
Wang Xiu dispersed the spell, and the Daguandao in the flames fell down. He held it in his hand and felt heavy, weighing at least two hundred kilograms.
certainly.
Because there is no rune blessing, strictly speaking, this Daguan sword is not even a low-grade magical weapon, it can only be regarded as a blade embryo.
But the material it's cast from is just too good.
Even if it is just a blade embryo, if it is really rotated with great force, it will definitely have power comparable to ordinary magical weapons.
It's easy to break mountains and crack rocks, and cut iron like mud.
drink! ! !
With the sword in hand, you have to chop something to add to the fun!
Wang Xiu's eyes swept across the crowd, suddenly brightened slightly, and rushed towards the high priest, making the other person's scalp numb.
Good thing.
He did not slash the high priest, but rushed towards the second-level wild boar carcass.
This wild boar is five to six meters long, with rough skin and thick flesh. Yesterday, only one leg was removed for the tribe to barbecue, and it is still intact at this time.
Wang Xiu's eyes were like lightning.
He suddenly raised the black dragon knife in his hand and slashed it down towards the wild boar's neck.
Wow~
In an instant.
The huge pig head was broken off by the knife and fell heavily to the ground, with smoke and dust everywhere.
…
Gulu~
Looking at the smoke and dust, standing with a knife, the boy in white is as majestic as a god.
In the tribe.
All the primitive people were stunned. They looked at Wang Xiu feverishly and looked at the Black Dragon Daguan Dao in his hand.
There was only one thought left in my mind - the artifact!
us.
Witnessed the birth of another artifact! ! !
The primitive people present fell into madness.
One after another, their eyes were staring straight at the Black Dragon Sword in Wang Xiu's hand, their eyes full of enthusiasm and admiration!
"Ulala...Ulala..."
The leader of the Blackstone clan took the lead in singing and dancing, raising his hands in the air, praising the greatness and almightyness of the prophet!
Witnessing with their own eyes a supreme artifact emerging from the ordinary black stones had an unimaginable impact on their minds.
This is the Midas touch!
The rest of the clansmen quickly followed.
The movements are uniform.
Give your own compliments!
"Ulala...Ulala..."
Long live the Prophet!
Long live the Prophet!
There were only a few dozen people, and the cheers almost shattered the sky, and countless birds in the mountains and forests were frightened.
at the same time.
Streams of golden light spots that were denser and larger than before flew out from the primitive people of the Black Stone Tribe and landed on Wang Xiu.
This wave is so profitable!
…
Wang Xiu raised his hand and suppressed the exclamations of everyone.
Subsequently.
In front of everyone, he came to the Blackstone Clan leader and handed him the Black Dragon Sword.
When the leader of the Blackstone clan saw this scene, his bell-like eyes widened, and he pointed at himself in disbelief: "Give...to me?"
Wang Xiu nodded.
The leader of the Blackstone clan swallowed his saliva, his face full of fear, and he quickly shook his head and said: "No prophet, how can this be possible... I am not worthy of this kind of artifact!"
Even the high priest panicked and hurriedly knelt on the ground and said repeatedly: "Prophet, we can't bear such a precious treasure, please take it back!"
Wang Xiu said with a serious face: "You are the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, and you shoulder the important responsibility of protecting the tribe, so you must have strong enough power, otherwise... if you encounter the same situation as last time and you fall, you What should we do with the tribesmen behind us? What should we do with the old men, women and children in the tribe? Have you thought about them?"
Hear the words.
The leader of the Blackstone clan was suddenly stunned.
yes!
If it weren't for the prophet, he wouldn't have survived last time.
Once he dies, it will be difficult for the deputy chief alone to support the burden of the entire tribe.
By then.
Whether it was the inability to hunt enough food, a large number of tribesmen died of starvation.
Or he encountered a ferocious beast that he could not resist, resulting in the death of a young man in the clan.
This tribe will all be destroyed.
Destruction is not far away.
Thinking of this, he was moved, looking at the shining black dragon sword in Wang Xiu's hand, his face showed emotion.
Wang Xiu held the Black Dragon Sword with a solemn appearance, raised his arms, looked down at the clan leader and said: "Remember, after taking the Black Dragon Sword, you will no longer be a mortal! The fear, timidity, and retreat of ordinary people will be different from those of ordinary people. It doesn't matter to you anymore, you are destined to spend your whole life protecting your people, have you... thought about it?"
Hearing this, the leader of the Blackstone clan felt a surge of blood in his body and shouted, "Think about it!"
Wang Xiu asked again: "Are you sure?"
The leader of the Blackstone clan nodded seriously, and his voice became firmer: "I'm sure!"
He knelt down, raised his hands above his head, and said in a sincere voice: "Please prophet, give me infinite courage and strength, so that I can protect my people, drive away ferocious beasts, and no longer suffer from hunger. For this, I will die." I am willing! Ulala——"
at the same time.
The primitive people around seemed to be infected, and they all knelt down in unison and shouted: "Ulala——"
"very good!"
Wang Xiu nodded with satisfaction and placed the Black Dragon Knife in the hand of the Black Stone Clan Chief.
this moment.
The Blackstone Clan Leader's posture became even lower, and he held the Black Dragon Sword tightly, with unconcealable love and excitement in his eyes.
His big, thick hands carefully stroked the delicate lines on it.
That look was like caressing his wife.
No……
He is more gentle than his wife.
Then, he couldn't hold it any longer, stood up, and waved his sword in the sun.
There are no tricks.
It's just pure chopping, slashing, sweeping, wide opening and closing, full of a sense of power.
The black dragon sword reflects the sunlight and emits a strange cold light, as if there is a real black dragon hovering around the Black Stone Clan Leader, extremely domineering, like a god coming to the world.
