Everyone chooses the god of war, only I wake up the wine sword fairy

"After the defense battle, my father gave Rick the glory of the Dwarf Race Spirit!"

Ye Chonglou asked, "Glory of the Battle Soul? Is it high?"

Jim looked solemn, and replied: "The glory of the war spirit is extremely high among the dwarves, second only to the glory of the war god!"

Ye Chonglou looked at Old Ke En.

"Hey, did you hear that!"

Old Cohen, who had been listening with pricked ears, immediately turned his head away.

Ye Chonglou continued: "You should be proud of your son."

"You should also be proud of the equipment you built!"

"Because it is your son who wears the equipment you made, he won the glory of the dwarf race."

Old Ke En was moved and resonated by Ye Chonglou's heart-wrenching words.

Ye Chonglou said: "If you stop forging because of this incident, do you think your son will be happy if he is the spirit of heaven, will you be willing?"

"Your son has won the glory of the war spirit, but you have become a wimp and a drunkard. Your son will be angry and ashamed."

"At the same time, how many dwarf warriors will die on the ice field without the equipment you made, and their bones will not be returned."

"How sad and desperate their families will be!"

Ye Chonglou's every word was like a spear and spear, full of sharpness, and they all pierced into the heart of old Ke En.

Old Ke En's gray and lifeless eyes gradually regained the light of the past.

"Your warhammer has provided powerful combat power for many warriors."

"Your shield has provided a chance for many dwarf families to survive!"

"Forging is equivalent to life for you... No, it is more important than life!"

"You, Cohen! Er... what's his full name?"

"Korn Wall..."

As Jim was talking, old Cohn completed his name himself.

"My name is Korn Wollund Himikaas Moorhagen!"

Old Ke En solemnly saluted Ye Chonglou.

Ye Chonglou couldn't help but be speechless.

I didn't expect the name of the dwarves to be so long.

Therefore, it is the greatest respect and respect for you for the dwarf to report his full name.

Ye Chonglou won the respect of old Cohen, and also the respect of the other dwarves in the Clover Bar.

"Damn me, I misunderstood this human being."

"He said it so well, I couldn't help but want to cry, ah woo woo!"

"I'm going to buy him a glass of rum and hope he'll forgive my rudeness."

"That's right, from today onwards, this human being is the most honored guest of Clover Bar."

The upright dwarves wanted to rush forward immediately, apologize to Ye Chonglou, and then buy him a drink of rum.

But in fact, Ye Chonglou didn't take it to heart.

He introduced himself to old Cohn.

"Master Ke En, there is no need to be polite, I am Ye Chonglou from Dragon Kingdom."

"It turned out to be a master of the Dragon Kingdom. What artifact do you want me to build, I will definitely create it for you before the end of my lifespan."

Old Cohn swears at his beard.

Ye Chonglou pulled out the black broken sword from his waist, put it on the bar, and smiled slightly: "To be precise, it is recasting and repairing."

"I also hope that it will allow you, Master, to regain the original aspiration you once forged!"

"This...this is..."

Master Ke En looked at the black broken sword, with rough and thick palms, groped for the black blade, and his voice trembled.

Ye Chonglou nodded and said, "That's right, this is the first piece of epic-quality equipment you created!"

Master Ke En quickly picked up the black broken sword, so excited that he couldn't be more excited.

"This is my 'Makahana Low 2.7 Wa Cassina'!"

"What's the matter?"

Ye Chonglou turned his attention to Jim.

Jim replied: "This sentence is our language, translated into human vocabulary is the beginning of the legend!"

Ye Chonglou let out an "oh", thinking that the dwarves like to make their names too long when they name them?

After the old Keen got excited, his mood gradually calmed down.

"Ye Chonglou, my respected human friend, I have the confidence to forge an artifact, even if it takes the rest of my life."

"If you can forge an artifact, it will be the greatest honor in your life as a blacksmith!"

Old Ke En put down the black broken sword again, and his tone became solemn.

"but!"

"There is a saying in Longguo - 'No matter how powerful a woman is, she can't make a glass of rum without potatoes'!"

Ye Chonglou corrected: "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice..."

Old Cohen nodded indifferently: "So have you prepared the materials for recasting the broken sword, or even impacting the artifact?".

Chapter 341 One hundred times the surface temperature of the sun!

"The material is ready and can be forged at any time."

Seeing that Old Ke En was finally willing to refine weapons for him, Ye Chonglou was naturally overjoyed.

Originally, he thought that he came all the way from Longguo and would return empty-handed.

Now it seems that Huangtian pays off!

Old Cohen said loudly: "Brothers, just drink, I will take care of today's consumption!"

"Oh that's fine!"

"awesome!"

"A toast to old Keen, congratulations to that master blacksmith for coming back!"

"Another toast to this young man, thanks to him, old Cohen can come out of the shadows!"

The dwarves in the Clover Bar all raised the big wooden barrel cups in their hands and toasted Ye Chonglou and Old Ke En.

Ye Chonglou glanced at it.

There were at least twenty or thirty dwarves in the bar.

The dwarves have a very good alcohol capacity, which is about the same as that of the Xiong people.

Drink with your belly open, a dozen glasses of rum may not make you drunk.

20 coppers for a glass of rum.

Five glasses of rum for one silver coin.

A dwarf can drink 3 silver coins.

If there are thirty dwarves, it is estimated that they can drink more than 90 silver coins, almost one gold coin.

But for old Keen, a master blacksmith, spending dozens of gold coins is still a small amount of money.

Old Cohen was in a good mood, laughed loudly, and led the way: "My respected human friend, and Prince Jim, come and sit in my forging workshop."

Passing through the narrow path, next to a potato field in the outer city of Blizzard City, there is a smelting furnace with 18 furnaces in the shape of a mill.

Ye Chonglou said, "So Master Ke En didn't live in the inner city?"

Old Cohen grabbed his beard and whip, and replied in a low voice: "I rose from the slums, and I'm not used to living in the inner city, so it's better to live in the outer city."

"Sometimes when I am tired from blacksmithing, I dig a few pieces of potatoes and throw them in the stove to bake. I am very happy!"

The scene depicted by old Ke En emerged in Ye Chonglou's mind, and he yearned for it. He said with a smile, "When the troubles in the demon world are solved, I will also plant fields and raise flowers."

Old Cohen said: "Then you should grow some potatoes, the potatoes are really great!"

Jim said: "If I can become king, I will cultivate a thousand acres of potato fields in Stormwind City!!"

Old Cohen laughed and hooked Jim's shoulders, as if he had become friends with him for many years.

"You must be a good king!"

Ye Chonglou complained from the bottom of his heart: "Then he was dubbed the 'Potato King of the Dwarves' by outsiders."

The iron lock on the wooden door of the forge has rusted.

It can be seen that the old Cohen did not forge for quite a while.

With a sound of "bang", Old Cohen pulled off the rusty iron lock, pushed the door in, and lit the refining furnace first to preheat it.

"call--"

A mass of ground fire surged up, and the high temperature immediately warmed up the somewhat cold forge.

Old Cohen sat on the bench bravely and said, "My respected friend, let me take a look at the materials you prepared."

Ye Chonglou handed over the black broken sword, then turned his palm over, and took out a spiral horn.

A fierce aura emanated from the unicorn, vaguely making people feel like a vicious dragon roaring at them.

"Good material!"

Old Ke En sighed in admiration, and was not intimidated by the evil spirit of the unicorn of the Poisonous Blood Flood Dragon in the slightest.

Ye Chonglou introduced: "This is the horn of an eighth-level monster."

Old Ke En nodded and said: "That's right, but with a single horn of an eighth-level monster, it can only repair the broken sword, and it cannot be used to impact the divine weapon."

Ye Chonglou turned over his palm, and took out another gemstone, and another black stone the size of a fist.

The moment the gemstone was taken out, the temperature of the workshop, which had risen, suddenly dropped.

The ground, walls, stove, etc. were quickly covered with a layer of thin blue ice.

Old Kern's eyes narrowed, and he lost his voice and said, "Ice-type magic gemstones are thousands of years old. It seems to contain the blood essence of some kind of monster?"

Ye Chonglou praised: "Master Ke En has good eyesight, this is the secret treasure of the Frost Janna Snake Demon Clan."

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

Old Cohen praised again and again.

"What is this stone?"

"You palm your eyes."

Ye Chonglou threw the black stone to Old Ke En.

However, when Old Cohen took over the fist-sized stone, his face changed drastically.

His thick arm, and even his entire shoulder, sank down, almost missing it.

"Such a stone weighs 50 catties?!"

"There is still such a density of matter on the blue star, which is comparable to the star core. Could it be..."

Old Ke En suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Chonglou in shock.

"Sea God Stone!"

Ye Chonglou smiled and nodded: "Master has good eyesight."

Jim on the side also asked in surprise, "The Poseidon Stone?"

"Neptune's Treasure House doesn't seem to have a lot of money. Chonglou, where did you get it?"