Hearing Master Luo Wei's words, Artoris nodded, then opened the bottle containing dragon blood and poured part of it into the vessel. This dragon's blood doesn't smell fishy, but has an inexplicable aroma?
The blood of Kavas has the power to bewitch people. Looking at the dragon's blood for some reason, Atoris almost wanted to drink it. After biting the tip of her tongue to wake herself up a bit, Artolis stabbed the palm of her hand with a dagger.
The bright red blood flowed down and fell into the vessel to mix with the dragon's blood. Holding the vessel, Artolis hurried to the forging platform.
"Pour it down!" Seeing that Artoris was ready, Mr. Luo Wei nodded and said.
Following Master Luo Wei's instructions, Artolis poured blood from the top of the sword blade, but a scene that surprised everyone appeared! He saw that the blood was evaporated before it even dripped onto the sword. A basin of blood was poured into it, but not a drop of it reached the sword.
"Oops, the blood with the ice-dark attribute has forgotten such an important thing!" Mr. Luo Wei was shocked. The blood of the Dragon of Ice is the ultimate ice-dark, and he originally thought of using the fire attribute to match it. . But just like that, Mr. Luo Wei miscalculated. The high temperature of the flames melted away the ice attribute, while the purification abilities of Qinglian Jinghuo and Nanming Lihuo also eliminated the dark attribute of dragon blood.
Both ice and darkness were swallowed up by the fire, leaving room for the light attribute. If you can't give the dark attribute to the spiritual sword and neutralize it with the light attribute, then the sword-making process will still not be successful!
"Then it should be possible through my hands." Artolis knew that the time for the blood sacrifice could not wait for them to hesitate. Once the best time was missed, it would be difficult to make a good sword again.
Atoris had already thought of a countermeasure. Looking at the palm of her hand where the blood had solidified due to the high temperature, Atoris slashed it again, and then directly poured the remaining dragon blood into her hand. .
"No!" Mr. Luo Wei didn't have time to stop him. When he came over, he realized that Artoris's hand was already infected with dark purple blood, which belonged to the ice-emitting dragon Kavas!
It was a very powerful force that invaded Artolis's body through her wounds. Her heart trembled and her body seemed to become strange... Artolis only felt that the surrounding areas in her field of vision became pink and cute, and her body shook. Shaking almost out of control.
Artoris bit her lip to wake herself up a bit, and with her dazed consciousness, she pressed her hand directly on the hilt of the sword! Fortunately, Qinglian Jinghuo can protect himself from being burned, otherwise his hands would have been burned out of shape.
In this way, the dragon's blood and your own blood can be impregnated into the sword body. Now we are waiting for the blood sacrifice to be successful! The sword greedily sucked her blood, and a flush appeared on Artoris's cheeks unconsciously.
The spirit sword was glowing, which was a sign that the blood sacrifice was going smoothly. Upon seeing this, Master Luo Wei no longer stopped Artoris, and then nodded happily.
But she didn't expect that dragon's blood had the effect of aphrodisiac. Artoris was itching unbearably in the flames, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled. She could only resist the desire to touch by biting the pain caused by her cracked lip.
Nothing could be seen at first, but after a while, the three of them noticed something unusual about Artoris. Gawain knew that his flames could not hurt him, so he came forward to ask about the situation.
"No, don't come here!" The heat wave invaded Artolis's remaining consciousness, the touch was amplified countless times, and her mouth was clearly dry. But her reason told her not to let the three of them get close to her at this time. She was very afraid that she would lose consciousness and then pounce on him like a wild beast. At least let her survive until the effect was over.
The person who could feel Artoris's emotions the most was the Wolf King, but he didn't speak at the moment, because maybe that would have the opposite effect.
Finally, after a quarter of an hour, the effect disappeared. His own blood and dragon's blood were completely integrated into the blade, and the last step was completed!
However, before a few people could be happy, an accident happened again. The spirit sword glowing with the brilliance of the fairy weapon suddenly split into a sword shadow!
"Sword Spirit!" The appearance of the sword shadow shocked everyone present. In shock, Artoris's dilated pupils reflected that scene, and she saw the direction of the sword spirit hanging in the air suddenly changed, and then it stabbed straight into her chest.
Under the astonished gazes of the three people, Artolis groaned and then lost consciousness, but her body did not fall!
The girl looked at the forging platform with the sword standing there, but there was no movement. Lancelot was startled and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Gawain and Lord Lowe.
"Artoris is fine, we are entering the third-level trial!" Under Gao Wenzuo's blue eyes, the opponent's attributes were all visible. After learning about the situation, Gao Wen breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"But that sword spirit?"
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Everything in front of her turned into nothingness. Atoris opened her eyes, which were already above the misty sea of clouds. Artoris could also feel the sword in her hand, which was a two-meter-long spiritual sword. The black gold blade was magnificent and crystal clear, glowing with the orange-yellow light belonging to a fairy spiritual weapon.
However, before Atoris could be happy, a wave of air suddenly erupted from the sword, knocking her back. The spirit sword that broke free from Atoris's hand suddenly broke through the clouds at an extremely fast speed and fell towards the deep stream below.
"Wait! What are you doing?" The spirit sword came out of her hand. Artoris reacted and rushed down into the sky without thinking, trying to catch the rapidly falling spirit sword.
There were still three meters... two meters left... Just as his fingertips were about to touch the hilt of the sword, a man suddenly came over and kicked him away with a flying kick.
"Look who is this? Artolis, why are you in such a mess?" The black shadow mocked and kicked Artolis in the abdomen.
After rolling twice and clutching her painful abdomen, Artolis curled up and glared at the opponent with gritted teeth. A black shadow with no visible face, and even the voice could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Under Artoris's astonished gaze, the black shadow walked forward slowly, pulled out the spiritual sword stuck on the ground, held it in his hand and looked at it.
"Put it down! That's not your thing!" Artolis shouted through gritted teeth, about to get up. The next second, he felt a chill on his head, but it was the other party who raised his sword and pointed it between his eyebrows.
"Hahaha, it's not mine? Why do you say that?" The black shadow looked at Artoris with contemptuous eyes, mocking the soul trapped in delusion.
The strong wind howled in the deep stream, and in Artoris's trembling eyes, the black mist on the opponent's body dissipated, revealing a figure exactly like her own under the glow of the spiritual sword!
Mirror soul demon? This thought suddenly flashed through Artolis's mind.
"You want to say that this sword was forged by Lord Luo Wei himself, with the help of Lancelot and Gawain, and in the end it was made of your own blood. So... it should belong to you, right? !”
