"The horns of steel cows, the husks of alloy wheat, the powder of hard pumpkins..."
The same material was placed on the dragon's teeth of the Fire Tooth Dragon by Melk, and was driven into it bit by bit. Compared with before, the dragon's teeth were more than a circle larger.
This was the third day since Melk's forging. He had not slept a wink during these days, and countless strange materials had been entered.
"It's ready!"
Melk's face was calm. Although he was very busy in the past three days, he was still full of energy, as if he had just had a good sleep in the morning.
"It's time to eat."
Holding a large bowl of chicken soup with ginseng, wolfberry, and angelica, Zheng Yuan carefully crossed the threshold.
"I tried my best this time! It's up to you from now on."
Putting the knife embryo into the constant-temperature pool, Melk reached out and took the chicken soup and took a big sip, ignoring the hot bowl.
"It tastes delicious! The unique aroma of ginseng and angelica and the sweetness of wolfberry are perfectly blended into this chicken soup, and this taste... you used Babao chicken and black bone**!"
After finishing the chicken soup in one go, Melkba smacked his lips a few times and said with his eyes shining.
"I also added some velvet antler slices. It tastes good, and it's very tonic. Xiaomei drank a big bowl and is squealing now."
Zheng Yuan smiled and put away the bowl that Melk drank cleanly from.
"Haha, a little girl like her can't drink too much of this kind of stuff. Can you make some mung bean soup and drink it later?"
Melk stroked his beard a few times and discussed with Zheng Yuan.
"That's okay. I have some Cuiya Tremella left at home. I'll stew it with mung bean ore later."
Zheng Yuan touched his chin and thought.
"Then let's drink together later! The sword is almost finished forging, and there are only three materials left, but there will probably be a lot of noise later!"
Glancing at the knife embryo in Shen Hengwen's water, Melk's eyes flashed with light.
"Xiaomu, don't use it to fight unless necessary!" Melk said.
"...It's a kitchen knife, isn't it?"
Zheng Yuan also looked at the red sword embryo in the pool that seemed to be bleeding out. It was clearly not even in shape yet, and its blade had not yet been opened. It made Zheng Yuan feel a little painful on his face, as if an invisible sword energy had scratched his forehead. Face, but when I touched it, I found that there were no wounds on it, everything was just an illusion.
"Huh, I really can't wait to see it!"
He looked at the knife embryo with longing eyes, and his face hurt.
"I'm going to make mung bean soup, uncle, please take your time!"
Before Melk could say anything, Zheng Yuan turned around and left without taking any notes.
"What should I call it? The Tyrant Crazy Dragon Sword? The Blazing Flame Blade? Or the Sea-breaking Emperor-killing Cut?... It's so hard to choose!"
Obviously Zheng Yuan's heart is not as peaceful as his appearance.
...
The mung bean shells soaked in cold water peeled off little by little, and the thin light green shells floated on the water, with green to black mung bean ores underneath.
Cuiya Tremella should not be touched with water. Zheng Yuan used a fan to fan it vigorously. The plump Tremella was blown dry by the wind, and finally it looked like a ball of tightly held paper.
While cleaning up the ingredients, Zheng Yuan suddenly put down the ingredients in his hands and made a "take" sound, which startled Xiaomei who was looking happily on her feet.
"By the way, why not call it Tianbing Mad Dragon Blade!"
...
"Memory iron, memory slime, super fantasy stone!"
A small black shiny iron ball, green slime in a glass bottle and colorful stones were placed in front of Melk. These are all super special forging materials. If you are not careful, you will be destroyed. The efforts of the past few days will be in vain, and all materials will be scrapped.
Memory iron is an iron stone with the ability to remember, just like iron that will return to its previous state when hot water is poured on it. However, memory iron is its ultimate enhanced version. No matter what shape it becomes, it will be frozen. If it is burned by fire, as long as it is not broken, it will return to its former appearance!
Memory slime has a similar effect, but it restores the object. Whether it is an iron block crushed into cakes or a stone broken into powder, as long as it is dropped on it, it will return to the way it was before it changed form! But it cannot be used for objects with a moisture content of less than 1%!
The super fantasy stone is the blender of these two materials!
The memory iron was placed on the blade. Melk took a deep breath, and then his muscles surged all over his body. He swung the hammer and hit it hard, and the huge sound resounded throughout the world!
"ah!"
Xiaomei squinted as she ate the soft and boneless leftovers from the previous stew. The fragrant chicken legs were filled with fright. Xiaomei was startled. Her mouth was bulging like a hamster, and she looked around warily.
"Hehehe, Xiaomei! I told you you can't eat this!"
Zheng Yuan, who was so angry that he laughed out loud, stood behind Xiaomei who was huddled in the corner. He watched speechlessly as Xiaomei turned around in horror, and then took away the half-eaten chicken leg.
"Then it will be you who is squealing again! I won't have a bite to eat from you that day!"
Holding Xiaomei's ears, Zheng Yuan's blood-red eyes kept enlarging in Xiaomei's eyes. At this moment, Xiaomei finally felt the fear of being nagged by her parents.
...
Afterimages of the hammer and Melk's hands were swung, as if the frame had dropped. In the eyes of ordinary people, Melk had several arms wielding the hammer at the same time!
The jingling sounds merged into one, and the memory iron was continuously hammered into iron sheets, and then recovered tenaciously.
But under the endless beating, no matter how stubborn the iron ball was, it gradually disappeared into the blade!
Looking at the continuous bulges on the blade, it seems that something is sealed in it and then struggling.
Taking a deep breath, Melk shook his palm a few times and then picked up the glass bottle.
Pour out the liquid and watch as the slime-like slime drips onto the blade. Strangely, it does not slide down, but penetrates into the blade bit by bit.
Slowly, the mucus completely entered, and the blade trembled strangely on the spot, and then shook violently. Countless spikes protruded for tens of centimeters, then retracted, and then protruded. The shape of the blade changed into like a big hedgehog.
The blade flew high into the sky, and because it kept protruding and retracting, hitting the wall, it was like a bullet bouncing erratically in the room at a speed invisible to the human eye, while Melk's huge body was at this time. As gentle as a willow catkin, the wind brought by the knife embryo seemed to let him float away gently, not getting close to him at all.
The blade became more and more restless, as if a crazy demon was bound within it. It was restless and restless, longing for freedom.
Melk's eyes narrowed, then widened and gleamed as the spikes reached their peak.
The huge hammer struck the blade and hit it on the iron felt.
The exposed area of the blade is still spitting out spikes. It is unwilling to be restrained and longs for freedom.
The hammer began to tremble slightly. It was not that Melk couldn't detect it, but that he was constantly lifting and then lowering slightly. He was forging!
The hammer vibrated like ultrasonic waves, causing the entire house to vibrate.
"drink!"
Melk roared, holding the hammer with both hands, raising his legs into a horse stance, exerting force from his waist, and the hammer swung a sonic boom in the air, beating the blade into a pancake.
The blade began to squirm, but Melk's endless hammer blows kept breaking it apart, and it tried to recover again, repeating itself as if it would never stop.
"So intense!"
Zheng Yuan and Xiaomei leaned against the crack of the door, looking through the crack of the door at Melk who swung the hammer into gray mist, their faces full of amazement.
The sound of fierce steel collisions was endless. After an hour of non-stop beating of the knife blade, it felt like it was dying, and the speed of protruding spikes was much slower!
He picked up the super fantasy stone with his toes and threw it onto the blade. Before the spikes protruded, the hammer directly smashed the colorful super fantasy stone.
Another round of beating, and the super fantasy stone was hammered into the blade embryo. At this time, the blade embryo seemed like a salted fish about to lose its dream. The protrusion was very slight, and the resistance became very light.
...
"finished!"
Melk wiped his forehead, but there was no sweat at all, because the sweat evaporated due to body temperature when it dried out!
In front of Melk, a black and red blade without a handle lay quietly on the iron felt.
