My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 171 Treatment

Blue has been a senior blacksmith for ten years and has seen countless blacksmiths.

The opponent's body shape is not what a blacksmith should look like at all, and visually it would be difficult for such a thin arm to lift a large forging hammer.

But it was hard for him to say anything. After all, it was the archbishop of the diocese who brought him here.

The doubt on his face flashed away, and he responded cheerfully: "Okay."

Taking out the key, he took out a roll of blueprints from the cabinet next to him.

"Thank you," Crown said as he took the design and bowed slightly.

He read the drawings very quickly and memorized the weapon forging process in more than ten minutes.

The level 4 forging skill brought a hidden bonus, giving him an extraordinary understanding of the design drawings.

This is a blueprint of a one-handed sword with an ordinary style, mainly because of the special material and the special magic circle cast inside.

A synthetic metal of amber gold is used, which is an extremely hard material and requires great strength to be forged.

However, the material of the magic circle is not resistant to forging, and it must be forged in a very short time.

"I already fully understand the forging of weapons. I can start when I try my own strength."

Crown's tone was calm and confident.

Blue curled his lips inexplicably. He studied for a long time by himself before he felt that he understood the forging techniques mentioned in the drawings.

Even so, he scrapped several of them when he first started forging them, and had no choice but to make them again.

Although the material of the weapon was not much lost, the material of the magic circle was destroyed a lot.

The forging of this kind of weapon is a great test of the blacksmith's strength control, and he must use enough strength and just the right amount.

"I just finished forging a finished product. You can use the tools as you wish."

Blue put away his finished product and gently put down his forging hammer.

Crown walked to the anvil and raised the forging hammer.

This is a large black forging hammer. The surface of the hammer is bright silver-white. The end of the wooden hammer handle is severely worn, revealing the smooth texture of long-term friction.

With a little force, he threw the forging hammer into the air.

The sledgehammer turned several 360-degree circles and then fell down, being firmly caught in his hand.

He felt that the weight of the forging hammer was not heavy.

Blue's eyes narrowed slightly and he subconsciously touched his nose.

He forgot that he had not taken off his gloves, and his red nose turned into a black nose.

Crown raised the forging hammer, familiar with the current power.

With the superposition of the golden light spell, his power was enhanced again, and due to the heavy hit effect, he needed to figure out under what circumstances the force would not trigger the heavy hit special effect.

Otherwise, it is very likely that excessive force will be used and the weapon will fail to be forged.

He controlled his power output and quickly swung the forging hammer at the anvil.

First it was 50% force, and then it continued to increase

Listening to the powerful knocking sound, the original doubt in Blue's eyes disappeared.

As an expert, he could tell the opponent's extremely strong strength and precise muscle control.

Without tens of thousands of exercises, it would be impossible to achieve such strong muscle memory.

"What's wrong?"

There was doubt in Blue's eyes. Judging from the voice at this moment, the opponent's power had exceeded his best level, and he could maintain output for a long time.

However, if the force is uneven, even though sometimes the force is sufficient, it should be too strong and beyond control.

Crown finally figured out the pattern of the heavy hit special effects brought by the Golden Light Spell, which would only appear when the power reaches 90%.

At this time, he was fully accustomed to his own power.

"It's time to begin."

He officially started forging.

The forging process of this weapon is material selection, firing, casting, forging, folding processing, casting array, heat treatment and fine processing.

He only needs to perform work such as forging, folding, and melting the magic circle, and the rest of the steps are left to other low-level blacksmiths or apprentices.

Taking out the cast amber gold material, he immediately started forging work, casting three weapons at the same time.

At this time, he used 90% of his power, and the first two processes did not require precise control of power output.

Great strength works wonders, the greater the strength, the faster things are done.

The metal material becomes what he wants according to his wishes.

His movements were skillful, with a wonderful rhythm, and the boring sound of forging was like the sound of nature to Blue's ears.

It only took him a hundred or ten strokes to achieve the effect that others would need hundreds of strokes.

When the material is not hot enough, he puts it back in the furnace to heat it and replaces it with another.

The forging and folding process was completed in two hours.

Then he began to melt the magic circle into the weapon, maintaining 80% of the power and accurately controlling the power output.

Half an hour later, all three weapons were forged.

Crown was not lazy and showed his full strength. He even had the leisure to engrave his own mark on the mouth of the sword.

I originally had the intention to engrave the words "Produced by Crown, it must be a high-quality product", but after thinking about it, I decided not to.

Keep a low profile and give face to other senior blacksmiths in the church.

"Archbishop, please look! Three weapons have been forged in two and a half hours." He has been forging for so long. Who the hell is he still human? Blue's expression has fallen into a dull state at this moment. Regardless of the quality of the weapons, such high intensity He is ashamed of his long-lasting output.

It was difficult for him to hold on for half an hour.

What's more, he could tell that the weapon must have been successfully forged.

The beautiful flame cloud pattern on the sword made him have the urge to touch it.

The cast array is completely embedded in the sword body, with clear lines, well-proportioned structure, and consistent thickness of the lines.

Flanders did not leave during the whole process. He was not a blacksmith, but he could also hear the sense of power and control in the sound of forging.

"Take a rest for a while, wait until it cools down, and then I'll try the effect."

. . . .

Half an hour later, Flanders picked up the forged weapon and activated the Holy Power of Fire.

The flame cloud patterns on the sword bloomed, bright red flames burned, and the hot temperature spread to the surroundings.

This kind of weapon can add the fire element damage caused by the priest's holy power or the warrior's life source, and can cause greater damage to the evil creatures in the spirit ruins that are more spiritual.

After experimenting with the three weapons, he picked up the weapon forged by Blue and activated his holy power to compare the differences between the two.

To his surprise, when Blue's weapon activated the holy power, the response of the magic circle was not as smooth as the experimental weapon just now. There was a slight feeling of blockage. This feeling of blockage gradually decreased when the magic circle was fully activated.

"Try it yourself and activate the source of life." Flanders threw the weapon.

Crown caught the one-handed sword he forged and started breathing flames.

After injecting the source of life into the weapon, he felt that the magic circle was activated without any delay. The light of the flames reflected the sword body, and then he casually played with the cross sword a few times.

The combination of Fire Breath and Cross Sword is, of course, the Fire Cross.

An indescribable look flashed across his face. He rarely used this skill, but unknowingly it had reached the peak of the second level.

Perhaps due to the influence of flame breath, it has never been able to become a third-level skill.

"No problem, the magic circle is activated smoothly," Crown replied.

Later, he experimented with the remaining two weapons and Blue's.

With comparison, he is more confident in his craftsmanship, which is for sure!

Flanders looked at him like a kind old grandfather: "Do you have a deeper knowledge of sword forging?"

Such a young person, even if he has extremely high talent, lacks time to accumulate, he shouldn't be an all-round blacksmith, right? !

"Not only has a deeper knowledge of sword forging."

Crown continued calmly: "I feel that all forged items cannot stump me. At least my skills in forging armor have been confirmed."

Flanders's eyes blossomed with laughter, and for some reason he now believed what the other person said.

He turned to Blue and said:

"You and Andrea will discuss how you can produce enough equipment by sending an additional senior blacksmith to you tomorrow."

"As you command, Archbishop!"

Blue is a devout believer in the Lord of Fire, and he has an extraordinary level of strength.

Facing a second-level transcendent whose forging skills were stronger than his own, he felt very welcome in his heart.

After getting along for a long time, he can also exchange forging skills or ask for advice on breathing exercises.

Many friends mean many paths, not to mention being able to make a friend who is better than yourself.

Blue enthusiastically took out his cigar: "Dude, want one?!"

When a man makes friends, it is always easier to get along with someone who smokes and drinks.

Unable to refuse the hospitality, Kroun took the cigar, put it under his nose and smelled it.

It actually has a cool mint-like smell and is non-toxic.

Seeing him catch the cigar, Blue took out a small stick of wood from somewhere and put it in the furnace to light it.

Protecting one side with his hand, he enthusiastically helped to light the cigarette.

"Thank you." Croun lowered his head slightly and put his hand over the stick to light the cigar.

"Hey, this is special tobacco. When working in this place, apart from drinking more water, only this brand of cigars can relieve the discomfort."

After Bru explained, he turned around and said, "Archbishop, would you like one?"

Flanders waved his hand: "You go ahead and do your work first, we both have to go up."

. . . .

On the steam elevator, Crown took a deep breath from the cigar, and the mist wrapped around his face. This thing really had a different flavor when smoked.

He judged from the sense of taste and smell that unlike the "propaganda" in his previous life that "smoking is harmful to health", smoking in small amounts is really beneficial, especially in humid and hot environments.

With his current physique, he is very resistant to this kind of environment, but he can live more comfortably and will not refuse.

"Archbishop, do you think about the fire potion?"

Crown felt that he was qualified to talk to the other party about the treatment issue.

"The standard for an ordinary flame warrior is four fire potions per month. If your ability is evaluated as excellent, we will give you two more potions. Coupled with the subsidies from the senior blacksmith, we can distribute you twelve potions every month."

Flanders quickly gave his answer and explained:

"We can only give so much at the moment. After the gray fog, transportation will become much more difficult. Certain materials for firepower agents must be purchased from outside parties, which invisibly increases the difficulty of manufacturing the agent."

This is not enough, Kroun thought, there are only twelve pills, which cannot even guarantee the dosage of one pill per day.

It's medicine that contains three parts of poison, but his current physique is much stronger than that of a normal flame warrior. Theoretically, he can use fire potions every day.

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