The blood elves in the comic world

"Teacher, we are waiting for your order." Michel, the great craftsman, quickly brought the other great craftsmen.

Great Craftsman Mekkatorque smiled and said, "With your help, I can finish it much faster."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's start quickly, finish it early, and put it on Phoenix." said the great craftsman Red, who had a quick temper. "Put it on early, and go fight those ice giants early." He had already seen it. When it came to Phoenix's terrifying spell, he even felt that Phoenix alone could solve all the problems.

"I didn't use the rune language in a hurry and it hasn't been completed yet," said the great craftsman Michelle. "This is the most important step. The teacher and I are too slow. If you are included, it will be much faster."

"Does Phoenix have any special requirements for the armor?" asked the great craftsman Ji Puer. He had helped the great craftsman Mekkatorque to build part of it before, but he himself did not know what Phoenix's requirements were for the armor. He had only seen it. design diagram.In fact, Ai Lan's desire to make armor was just a whim. She didn't think about any requirements, she just thought that the more gorgeous the better.

"Sturdy and light. That's it. Integrate the runes around this concept. Phoenix can also use the runes herself. Let her solve the rest by herself. She will understand. After all, we have more important things tomorrow. "Mekkatorque, the great craftsman, said that in his several contacts with Ai Lan, he was able to vaguely detect Ai Lan's vague pressure. He believed that Ai Lan did not need this armor at all.

"Nasad is the most suitable, it will never wear out." said the great craftsman Jipur.

"Io is not bad, it will increase her recovery ability." Great Craftsman Red said after thinking for a while. "She's a mage, there's no harm in enhancing her survivability."

"Then I will use Dole to deflect the enemy's attack." Great Craftsman Michelle said. This is a very skilled rune she uses. The mechanical warriors she made often use this rune to effectively prevent the ice giant from throwing spears. However, the rune language she gave Ai Lan must be a special version, not a popular one.

"Then I will use Nafu to increase the defense again on top of the armor." Great Craftsman Black said.

"What about you, teacher?" Michel, the great craftsman, asked. "What runes are you going to use?"

"I will wield Mausolus," High Tinker Mekkatorque said.

"You want to integrate the rune words on this armor to strengthen the teacher. This is risky. If it fails, this armor may have to start over. We no longer have big enough meteorites." Great Craftsman Michelle said , she knew that Ai Lan's armor was made from an entire meteorite. If it failed, there would be no chance to use the second set of armor.

"It doesn't matter, I'm sure. You can start integrating into the language of runes." Mekkatorque, the great craftsman, said.

"Yes." The great craftsmen nodded, and they began to integrate the rune language into the armor.Breastplate, leg armor, boots, gauntlets.The five pieces of equipment, the shoulder armor, passed through the hands of each great craftsman in turn. They worked hard to build it for Ailan. When the rune language was integrated, they could see the sweat on each other's faces.

"Teacher." Great Craftsman Michelle walked to Great Craftsman Mekkatorque and looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Yes." Mekkatorque, the great craftsman, nodded. He pulled his collar, reached inside, and took off the necklace he had been wearing.The pendant of this necklace is a small ruby, only the size of an ordinary person's pinky fingernail. The ruby ​​is contained in a cage woven with gold, with a faint gray light flashing from time to time, vaguely woven with runes. A net was created.

"Master Craftsman, you really need to use this," Ji Puer, the second eldest person present, said. He rarely showed worry and surprise. He usually appeared as an optimist. Such emotions rarely appeared in his eyes. on his face.

"She deserves this," High Tinker Mekkatorque said.

"This is Mosoniir's blood. Use a little to get a little less." Ji Pu made it clear that he was opposed to the approach of the great craftsman Mekkatorque.

"If this were a meteorite, I wouldn't do this. This armor is actually made of resin, the resin of the World Tree." Mekkatorque, the great craftsman, said.

"" All the great craftsmen were shocked and speechless.

"Why should we give this priceless treasure to her?" the great craftsman Red said. This time all the great craftsmen were silent, even Michelle.

"Because I can't see her name in the book at all." The great craftsman put Mosoni's blood into his hand, and then took out the book of torches. He turned the book to the title page, and on the title page was drawn Mosoni Well, he holds the torch high and leads the way in the dark night. This is the origin of the name of the Torch Book.

Mekkatorque put the blood of Mosonil on the torch, and something incredible happened. The torch burned the gem directly. In the red mist, Mosonil, the ancestor of the dwarves, appeared.

All the great craftsmen present bowed down and saluted him. The blood in their bodies mixed with the red mist, and everyone trembled with excitement.

"Phoenix is ​​a strong person, absolutely strong. Even though I am integrated with Watheim, there are things I can't see through. She is very kind to us. There is no need for us to be against her. I can see it among the branches. When it comes to some things about her, although I haven’t seen everything, I know that she is a person who repays her kindness and makes friends with her." Mosonier finished speaking intermittently, and the red mist trembled, as if it was blown by the wind. It can be blown away. "I saw the future. She saved us all. The nine kingdoms are praising her." After saying this, his whole body shook violently, as if he had been attacked by something, and he instantly returned to the necklace. The Book of Torches was also closed by an unknown force.

"..." Everyone fell into a strange silence, and then the great craftsman Mekkatorque spoke: "At the beginning, the ancestor only told me the previous content, he did not tell me her Will save us all."

"Great Craftsman, it's your turn to integrate into the language of runes." Great Craftsman Red said.

"Yes." High Craftsman Mekkatorque nodded.

Asgard, the Golden Palace, Odin, the King of Gods, King of the Dead, God of War, God of Power, God of Magic, etc., opened his eyes, holding Gangnir tightly in his hand. Looking into the distance with his sharp single eye, he said after a while: "Old man, you have a new opponent."

Muspelheim, on the throne made of obsidian and never-ending lava, the king of Muspelheim, Shirter, slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the original The sky became even more fiery. He had the same reaction as Odin. Looking at the distance, he paused the long sword in his hand and said in a reprimanding tone: "Valedin, it's not time for you to drink blood." when"

In Jotunheim, in the deep and dark canyon, where the sun can never be found, a sleeping ice giant opened his eyes. If Loki were here, he would be surprised to find that this person is actually the person he once killed. The past king of ice giants, Laufey. "Something new has appeared, and it's much more interesting now." It turns out that the ice giant king Laufei did not completely believe Loki. What died in Asgard was only a part of him. Otherwise, the famous The ice giant king Laufei would die so easily. He has not fully recovered yet, so he can only hide here and continue to sleep, waiting for the opportunity. As soon as the opportunity comes, he will naturally choose revenge.

Just when Ai Lan's suit of armor was completed, more or less people in the Nine Kingdoms had some feelings, and their attitudes were also different, but all of them realized a problem. In these Nine Kingdoms, , there is another thing that can rival his own weapon.

"Phoenix, what do you plan to name this suit of armor and its staff?" Michelle, the great craftsman, asked. The excitement on her face made Ai Lan think that she was the owner of the armor.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Ai Lan said. "I thought the armor would take a few more days to make. I haven't thought of a name yet."

"How about calling me Phoenix?" Michelle asked enthusiastically.

"It's not impossible, but it still feels like something is missing." Ai Lan said.

"How about Spellweaver?" High Craftsman Mekkatorque said. "You are the most powerful mage I have ever seen. In terms of spells and rune weaving abilities, only Odin can compare with you."

"Full of momentum." Ai Lan nodded. "Let's call this armor by this name first."

"That staff is going to be called Phoenix," said the great craftsman Michelle, her arrogant tone sounded like coquettishness. "How about the Phoenix Golden Staff? It just so happens that this staff is also golden." She pretended to be cute, hoping that Ai Lan would give it this name.

"That's a good name." Ai Lan said.

"The title Phoenix the Spellweaver accompanies you very well," said Lijia, who was pulled by Michelle to watch the ceremony.

"It's okay." Ai Lan said modestly.

"You can now perform the ritual," High Tinker Mekkatorque said, "infusing this suit of armor and staff with your power and will."

"Got it." Ai Lan nodded and stretched out his hands. The magnificent violet swallowed up the armor and weapons, and invisible will was also injected at this time. "Thank you for your kindness." Ai Lan said. She drew a rune in the air, and then it disappeared into the air. Mekkatorque also drew the same rune, and it quickly disappeared into the air. In the air, the two of them signed a contract, the content of which was naturally related to the rise and fall of the dwarf.

"Hurry up and put it on and have a look." Lijia said, she was very curious about what such armor would look like on Ai Lan.

"Oh." Ai Lan nodded. With a thought, the Spellweaver was automatically worn on her body. Coupled with the Phoenix Golden Staff in her hand, a majestic Valkyrie appeared in front of everyone.

"Now I know why you designed the staff to look like a spear. It matches well." Lijia said, her eyes full of envy. This is normal. Any Asgardian would envy the current Ailan. .

"Haha." Ai Lan smiled happily after being praised like this.

"It's up to you to take the lead tomorrow, Spellweaver Phoenix," High Craftsman Michelle said, patting Ai Lan's arm.

"That's natural." Ai Lan nodded.

Early the next morning, the army gathered early. Facing the defenders of Frostfire Castle, the great craftsman Michelle conducted another pre-war mobilization. She originally didn't want to do this, but when she figured out that the dwarfs would eventually When it came time to face reality, she decided to do this again.

"This is a long war, and it is also a difficult war. You fought bravely and proudly for Watheim. You are an extraordinary group, closely connected with each other. Such friendship only exists in battle. Between brothers, Supporting each other in times of greatest need. You have seen death and endured hardship together. I am proud to fight with each of you. You have the right to enjoy a peaceful life of eternal happiness."

"What's standing in front of us now are our former compatriots. They are controlled by the evil witchcraft of the ice giant, and their souls have been distorted. There is no way to restore them. In other words, there is one I don't want to use. The only way to solve this problem is to kill them..."

"I know that this is a difficult choice. If someone is unwilling to do it, he can withdraw now. I can approve him to use the mechanical chocobo to leave here and return to his hometown. I will not pursue this issue. I hereby swear , who bleeds with me today, he will be my brother Michel”

"I personally am unwilling to raise my gun against them, but I have no choice, and I also order you to raise your gun because behind us is everything we cherish. Wertheim is big, but we have no choice but to raise our guns." There is a way back, for everything we hold dear, we move forward for the sake of these dead compatriots, we move forward for the sake of our compatriots who have become the playthings of the ice giants, we move forward for Wertheim, we move forward.”

"Go forward!" All the great craftsmen raised their hands and shouted at the same time.

"Forward" the soldiers roared.

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