Artificer Adventure Guide

"Click"

After absorbing the black mist, the dragon crystal turned into black and purple and fell to the ground. Karl took a few steps back and did not dare to move forward.

The turbid black mist is rolling inside the dragon crystal, and it seems as if it will rush out at any time.

"What an evil thing!"

After a struggle in his heart, Karl gritted his teeth, took out his wrench, clamped the dragon crystal with the wrench, and threw it to the corner of the ceremony venue.

"Blow this place up when you get out later. I remember that there seemed to be several materials in the warehouse just now that are the raw materials for gunpowder."

Burying the dragon crystal with stones, Karl returned to the middle of the ceremony site and began to collect various materials scattered here.

The first thing to bear the brunt was the fragment of the black stone sword that was once lodged in the black mist.

"Why does this look so much like oxidized silver? But can that thing be made into a big sword and used?"

Controlling the power armor, he picked up a fragment of a black stone sword. Carl was about to identify the specific material, but the fragment failed to withstand the power of the power armor and directly shattered.

"No wonder my magic missile was shattered as soon as I fired it. Emotions are inherently fragile. If I had known better, I would have just used a crossbow to attack. It would have wasted one of my spell slots."

After repeatedly confirming that there was no black mist residue or strange magic power in the fragments of the great sword, Karl took out several small boxes from the dimensional bag and stored the fragments inside.

Then, he looked at the corpses of the hobgoblins around him that had long since turned into bones.

They were wearing metal armor. Although the damage was serious, the sharp-eyed Karl immediately recognized that these armors were alloy materials doped with mithril.

Carl is worried that he has no materials to continue upgrading his power armor. Isn't this a mistake?

"Good things! All good things! This goblin tribe is so fat!"

There were only four sets of metal armors that were still in good condition, but Karl didn't even let go of the decayed armors and put them all into the dimensional bag.

After a while, the entire dimensional bag was filled.

Looking around, Karl made sure that he hadn't missed anything, turned around and left the ceremony, and met Hope who was waiting at the tunnel entrance.

"Hope! You go up there and bring down some charcoal, saltpeter, and sulfur."

Seeing that Karl returned safely, Hope secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she heard that Karl wanted these things, she asked curiously:

"What's wrong?"

After opening the helmet of the power armor, Karl pointed to the depths of the tunnel with lingering fear.

"There is an evil thing inside, but it is trapped in the dragon crystal now. I plan to prepare some explosives to blow up the ritual place inside. In this way, it should be unable to come out and harm people."

Nodding hesitantly, Hope turned around and climbed outside the tunnel, and began to transport the things Carl needed from above to below.

Halfway through the transportation, Karl discovered that there were several barrels of black powder that had been prepared.

However, due to its age and poor preservation environment, these gunpowders have become damp.

But this also frightened Karl into a cold sweat, and he quickly told Hope to handle it with care when transporting it.

The round-trip moving work took two people nearly five hours.

After mixing the messy things together and piling them into a hill, Karl opened a handful of relatively dry gunpowder that had been prepared and sprinkled it from the ceremony venue to the exit of the tunnel.

Using magic tricks to light the fuse, Carl and Hope left the warehouse.

After waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, with a "rumbling" sound, the cliff on the right side of the goblin tribe collapsed a little.

Fortunately, part of the warehouse was not affected.

So Karl went down into the tunnel again, ready to check the situation in the tunnel.

When he saw that the end of the tunnel had been blocked by falling rocks, Karl finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Very good! Next, let's build a trolley and transport all the useful things back here!"

There are still some Kybor dragon crystals left in the tunnels that have not collapsed, and there are also some metal equipment and ores in the weapons arsenal.

For Carl and Hope, who lack various things, these things cannot be given up.

However, it would take at least two people a day to go back and forth. If you only rely on dimensional bags, the efficiency will be a bit slow.

The two of them didn't know when the hobgoblins and bugbears in this goblin tribe would come back, but to be on the safe side, they still planned to fight quickly.

After using the wood from the goblin tribe to build a four-wheeled cart, Carl put a rope on the power armor and returned to the Mushroom Grove with Hope and a cart of things.

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"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The day after returning from the goblin camp, Carl began building a furnace and cave dwelling on the mushroom caps.

The armor mixed with mithril was cut with a lathe, and Karl controlled the drill to carve runes representing fire on the metal plate.

Although there is no spirituality injected into it, because it is carved on the mithril material with the best conductivity, the temperature of the metal plate has increased visibly to the naked eye.

"Aren't you going to settle the accommodation for the two of us first? The living room is a bit small now."

Standing next to Carl, Hope tried to convince Carl to work on the wood first.

During Karl's rest, she went out to cut some wood and came back in order to live in a spacious room as soon as possible.

As a result, Carl went off to tinker with new things.

During this period of time, I don’t know if it is a side effect of using the power of the giant, Hope can clearly feel that her body is growing rapidly, which makes her a little embarrassed to live in the same room with Carl.

"Believe me, my work here will be finished soon, and then I will go to deal with the wood."

Three more metal plates were cut from the mithril armor, and Carl engraved fire runes on them one by one while comforting Hope.

In fact, he also vaguely noticed what Hope cared about.

After all, it was getting more and more perky every other day, and Carl couldn't help but pay attention.

The leather clothes made for Hope before were a little loose, but after these few days, Hope has been able to hold them up perfectly.

'But the construction of the smelting furnace and the kiln is also urgent. Now that we know that there are goblins here, and we have encountered such evil things, arming ourselves must be the first priority! '

'When these two facilities are completed, I can process wood while smelting and firing pottery. ’

Smiling and brushing Hope off, Carl sighed slightly and continued to devote himself to the seemingly endless mechanical processing.

Soon, the four mithril alloy metal plates engraved with fire runes were all made. Carl found the soil blocks collected from the vicinity of the goblin tribe, mixed them with water to make mud bricks.

With the four metal plates, as long as Carl injected spirituality into them, they would emit a high temperature far exceeding that of ordinary rune stones.

In this way, Carl could build a blast furnace to smelt metal.