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In the blacksmith shop, the death knight Barrett sat on a stone bench, looked at the storm dwarf Calvin in front of him, and walked towards a bellows-like facility next to the forge.

"When my consciousness woke up again from the darkness and saw that I had become an abominable undead, for the first time in my life, I felt despair, despair from the depths of my soul." Calvin used his strong arms to force After pulling the bellows, Barrett felt a surge of negative energy, which was drawn in from the outside by this facility and fed into the forge, causing the temperatureless blue flame in the furnace to burn even more vigorously. .

Calvin just pulled it, and then sat on the square stone pier in the original position again, and then the bellows slowly agitated by himself.

"Yes, you heard it right, the first despair!" Calvin stretched out a black charcoal finger to Barrett, whose skin was like a burn, "Even if I was alone in the face of the magma dragon that emerged from the furnace I have never lost the slightest confidence! Although the magma dragon is extremely huge, and it is constantly swaying hot lava around, I still believe that I can kill that big guy. More importantly, I did it, I Kill it, alone!"

Calvin straightened his back proudly, but the next moment he bent down again, "It's just that the ending wasn't too satisfying." He pointed at his present undead appearance again.

"I believe it must be a battle that can go down in history." Barrett complimented. Magma Dragon? He had never heard of such a monster.

"Maybe, I don't care about this, I just hope that I won't be removed from the clan after death." The storm dwarf, who was still very excited about the battle just now, was a little depressed at this time, "To be honest, if I At first, I was not arrogant enough to kill the magma dragon alone, but chose to delay as much as possible, wait for the reinforcements to arrive, and then work together to eliminate the big guy. Maybe the outcome of my life will be very different. But I was still very young, Only two hundred and forty years old, always yearning for glory, hoping to make more contributions to the city of Forge Rock, so that he can live up to his identity as a storm dwarf."

"I'd be quite content if I could live to be a third of your age," Barrett said with a smile. "Unfortunately, I was less than a fraction of your age when I was alive."

"You may not know that our storm dwarves have a longer lifespan than giant dragons. This is a gift and gift from the Father God to us." Calvin recited the name of God again, "but we are also extremely rare in number. It may take a hundred years for one to be born, and most of them die in childbirth, because our physique is a little big by nature."

Actually, I'm not very interested in the lifespan of your storm dwarves, and how they were born. Although Barrett thought so, he made an appearance of listening carefully.

This is a skill he learned from cute people. Those gentle women always listen to all kinds of complaints and complaints from adventurers. They'll hold your head to your chest, stroke and curl your hair, and listen to the thrills and palpitations of your adventure. At the end, they will use their warm body to soothe your tension and fear and let you fall asleep soundly.

Of course, the premise of all this is that you must bring enough gold coins.

"The longest living storm dwarf, Mordimar, lived for nearly four thousand years. He united the dwarven clans that were relatively loose in ancient times, ended the civil war between the dwarves forever, and created the history of the dwarves. The first country in the dwarven language, Vimsdale, means the first kingdom." Calvin continued, "Mordimar chose the second year after establishing the dwarven kingdom. He abdicated, and he became a legendary blacksmith by the fire. He has always been my role model, always..."

The storm dwarf turned to look at the blue flames in the forge, and his face became a little miserable again.

This guy is really easy to get depressed, "I heard that you are also a legendary blacksmith?" Barret asked purposefully.

"No, I'm not." Calvin shook his head, "The legendary blacksmith will create immortal equipment and artifacts that can change history, and his name will be deeply engraved in the historical records of the entire material plane. , is praised and sung by the world. No matter how time passes and the era evolves, it cannot be consumed. And I am just a sad undead who lost my surname."

"In any case, your name is quite loud in the Eternal Body." Barrett explained, "There are many people who come here, hoping to get the weapons you built by yourself, such as me." He finally After I didn't know where this topic went, I successfully circled it back again.

"Okay, take out your materials, death knight, and I will try my best to create equipment that satisfies you. Your presence has strengthened my faith in the Father." Calvin finally nodded in agreement. Although the expression on the storm dwarf's face was still very sad, it was at least much better than when he entered the door, "It must be the Father who sent you to advise me that even if you become an undead, you can't be depressed forever."

No, it was actually a mage with a weird personality who asked me to come to you~www.readwn.com~ Barrett would not be the cheapest to say that, he obediently took out two huge dragon teeth and put them in the forge on the table by the stove.

"I heard that making equipment in the dark realm is not the same as in the main material plane. It seems that some other materials can be added to it?" Barrett asked, and then handed two crystal bone fragments to Calvin .

"Yes, you're right." The blacksmith took the crystal bone slice and looked at it in his hand, "In this plane, you can't ignite the high temperature and flames that are enough to melt metal, so the original There is no way to use the forging process. When the mages of your magic empire successfully established themselves in this dark plane, they hoped to develop a new forging technique that uses endless negative energy as fuel, so that they can be better armed Those undead servants under their hands. You know, ordinary metal weapons and armor, can't last long here."

Calvin fiddled with the bone fragment at will, with a very indifferent expression on his face, as if he was quite familiar with this thing, "Although the mages of the empire are very good at using magic, they are not very familiar with the work on the anvil. So, They pulled me and dozens of other grandmasters, quasi-legends, and even two legendary blacksmiths from the tomb, and together they studied the forging methods used in the dark realm. One of the legendary blacksmiths is us The Adamantine Beard Wulfgar of the dwarves, and the other is Middleton, the magic artisan among you humans."

Middleton? Barrett felt as if he had vaguely heard the name somewhere.

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