Magic and Vientiane Card System

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The hammer smashed down hard!Sparks splashed everywhere, and Charlotte seemed to hear that the gradually forming sword embryo on the iron felt was shouting!

"Pain!"

"suffering!"

"My hatred burns in the abyss!"

"The world trembles at my torment!"

"The wretched kingdom crumbles in my rage!"

"In the end the whole of Azeroth will be destroyed!"

"In the shadow of my wings all is reduced to ashes..."

Alice grabbed the little black dragon that sneaked out of the shadows and whispered.

This little black dragon has a big head and a small body, which looks a little funny.But it has limbs and wings, not a dragon.It has a trace of the purest dragon prestige on its body, but it is very thin...

Alice held the little black dragon in her arms and asked, "I said Onyxia, what are you talking about?"

Baby Onyxia struggled desperately in Alice's arms, but in the end she had no choice but to give up.

The little black dragon princess said childishly: "I don't know, why can't I help but say it?"

Xia Luoxin on the side said: I said, why is there a dubbing?Feelings are your fault.

But this baby Onyxia has grown up a lot now!It used to be only the size of a house cat, but now it is a circle bigger than Teddy.

According to Alice, she kept Onyxia in the Shadow Realm, where the food was abundant, and under Alice's protection, there would be no danger.

All things refined by Alice's shadow will have certain shadow characteristics.And as long as it is a positive energy creature from a non-upper plane, it can be refined by Alice and become her power.

For everything except light and darkness has shadow.The seventh witch is the witch who controls the shadows...

The sound of jingling was endless, and the hammer, which was twice as big as Charlotte's fist, "came alive" in the hands of Old Iron Skin, like a flexible elf dancing.

That feeling is called charm!

Old Tin Hide has turned a job requiring physical strength and skill into an art!

The sound of hammer strikes fluctuated louder and softer, farther and nearer.Or crisp or melodious, or short or long... Everyone felt that the sound of blacksmithing was like a moving piece of music!

The poet at the side suddenly seemed to have gone mad with epilepsy, hurriedly took out the pen and paper with him, and started to write in a panic and excitement!Because I was so excited, I broke the quill!

He didn't care about that, he bit his finger and wrote it with blood!

Charlotte stretched her neck and took a look... Artists are all lunatics. Charlotte said: I can't understand what lunatics are writing.

Old Tie Pi didn't care about the crowd eating melons.In his world, there is only this iron felt, this hammer, and that sword embryo!

The firelight became brighter and brighter, and the knocking sound became more and more rapid. Amidst the sparks flying, the hammer in Old Tinman's hand became heavier every time!

Gradually, everyone actually felt that the ground under their feet trembled slightly.The air even started to vibrate!

Old Iron Skin's shriveled muscles swelled up again, and his aging skin became smooth!Sweat is rolling down!

One hammer, two hammers...the movement is getting bigger and bigger!With every blow of the hammer, waves of air vibrations unexpectedly erupted!

Charlotte and the others had to stay far away!

That giant sword is gradually taking shape!

My brother's eyes are wide open!His lips were trembling!

"This, this is, is going to advance?! Old Tiepi, Old Tiepi is going to advance to the Legendary Grandmaster!"

The Hesso dwarves who were watching on the side all shed tears with excitement, and some even burst into tears!

It turned out that Lao Tiepi was an epic master blacksmith, the only remaining master blacksmith in the Ande Mountains of Daxing.

Since the dwarf kingdom split, Moradin seems to have stopped caring for them.They are going from bad to worse.The population decreases and the resources decrease.Even advancement and growth have become very slow!

In this world everyone talks about fate, but in the heavenly dynasty we talk about luck, but the meanings are pretty much the same.Charlotte felt that it was definitely because the kingdom was destroyed, which hurt the luck of the dwarves.

Hundreds of years ago, in the Daxing Ande Mountains, there were several legendary dwarf blacksmith masters.At that time, the casting of magic weapons was all assisted by magic scrolls!I don't know how many magical weapons have been handed down from generation to generation.

But now?It has been reduced to the level of epic materials and it is difficult to handle!

The dwarves are living on their laurels!And getting weaker and weaker!What's more, the dwarves were discouraged in their hearts.

but!Today, Old Tie Pi is going to advance to the rank of Legendary Blacksmith Master!Does this mean that Moradin has noticed them again, noticed this group of confused people?

The forging never stopped, and above the old iron skin, a tall dwarf phantom actually appeared!

He or he, can't see the face clearly, but can see the thick and neat beard and the mighty golden armor!

The huge phantom was holding a hammer, beating the iron felt rhythmically...

Behind Charlotte and the others, an old dwarf priest in a white linen robe stumbled down the elevator with the help of two junior priests.Then he fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

The old priest looked even older and weaker than Old Ironhide.In fact, the reason why Old Tin Pi can survive to this day is not only because of his longevity, but also because he is an epic master blacksmith.

"Oh! By Moradin! By God! I finally waited for you..."

The old pastor wanted to say something more, but was already sobbing.

It was only at this time that everyone realized that the phantom... was Moradin, the god of dwarves!

In all Moradin temples or shrines, there will be an anvil and a furnace.They are meticulously maintained by priests and guaranteed to burn at all times.

Since the old pastor took over the temple from his teacher, he has been diligently taking care of the flames in the furnace of the temple every day.

But the flame was so weak, so small, it never flourished...

The old priest didn't dare to guess what Moradin the Soul Forger was thinking.But he also felt privately that the split of the dwarven kingdom disappointed Moradin.

Now, Moradin finally set his sights here again!

... After a while, the huge phantom of the dwarf disappeared, and Old Tin Hide also stopped.The giant sword has basically taken shape.

Old Ironhide put the great sword back into the furnace for calcination, this will be the last calcination!

At this time, the cards that Charlotte had already held in her hand suddenly started to heat up!And it's getting hotter and hotter, I can't hold it anymore!

It's that elite tier card: Ashkandi, Brotherhood Sword Forge Blueprint!

Charlotte knew it was time.

He threw out the cards vigorously, and then began to take out other materials non-stop.

The head of a golden dragon creature, the eyes of an epic dragon creature, the dragon crystal and blood of the bald-tailed old Li...

Every time Charlotte took out something, that thing flew towards the red-hot furnace.In the end, Charlotte was even falling out!

The flame of the furnace is already an abnormal dark red color, and the humming and haha ​​on the "hamster pulley" are already exhausted and paralyzed, unable to run!

But the flames began to spew abnormally!

It even gushed out of the furnace, forming a dark red pillar of fire two meters thick.The temperature of the pillar of fire was so high that even the old iron skin had to retreat.

The dwarves were shocked: What kind of magic scroll did Charlotte use!That's great, right?

At this time, a huge phantom appeared in midair!That is a black dragon!

"Everyone be careful!" The elder brother shouted immediately, and raised his shield to stand in front of everyone.

Charlotte was a little dumbfounded, because that phantom black dragon...why does it look so much like the black dragon prince Nefarian?

At this time, Onyxia also broke away from Alice's embrace.

"Onyxia is taking a deep breath..." it called in a childish voice.

Then two giant dragons, one big and one small, spewed out dark red flames together!

The pillar of fire was injected with two streams of dragon flames, but it shrank smaller and smaller!

In the end, Nefarian's phantom disappeared, and Onyxia was exhausted!

The flames are out!A dark red two-handed giant sword stuck in the middle of the molten iron!