The Eternal Flame burned beneath the nostrils of the Goat's Head Forge, and Jeno shook the flames to make it smell stronger, if at all...... If Orn had nose hair under his furnace form, he would wish he had burned it.

After waiting for a while, he was surprised to find that the nose carving was like a creature, and it seemed to make a "sniffing" motion.

Jeno immediately stepped up his efforts, turning the low fire into a large fire, and it looked as if he was going to burn all of Orn's beard to the ground!

He felt that for the time being, there was nothing more fun than bullying an honest sheep.

And Orn finally couldn't help it, and directly spewed out a large amount of scorching steam through his nostrils, and forced Jeno away with the terrifying temperature that could almost steam people.

"Finally willing to show up, old Orn." Jeno's hands were flushed with steam, but he didn't care, and ran his hand through the steam-blown hair.

"You woke me from my slumber."

No one started the fire at all, but the flames suddenly became hot, forcing Jeno and the others to retreat. Then, the furnace spoke, and the sound was like crackling wood.

For Orn, Jano's behavior is tantamount to scratching the nostrils of a sleeping man with the end of his feather, even if the feather has the smell that the latter likes, it still can't get out of the category of mischief, so the steam just now is Orn's wake-up gas.

Sleep on, get up and work!

Jeno actually wanted to say this, but to avoid the collapse of the conversation, he still steadied his hand, "I'm sorry, Orn, the god of forging, I also did this out of helplessness." ”

Orn thinks that humans always seek help from others when they are cornered, rather than carving out a new path in a desperate situation on their own. Although he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, Orn was a taciturn creature, and even if he forged a large piece of iron ore into a small piece of fine iron, Orn's thoughts would often be condensed into a few incisive words.

"Except for the hammer and anvil, I threw away all the tools."

"These two are enough."

Seeing that Jeno still didn't give up, the goat's head on the furnace frowned slightly.

The former Furnace family knew how to read words and colors, and they presented their respective works to Orn, as long as Aoun nodded or frowned slightly, the Furnace family could understand the conclusion. But Jeno deliberately turned a blind eye, as if he didn't want to go home empty-handed.

"I don't help people anymore." Orn said directly.

"Let's take a look at this." Jeno opened the door to the underworld and dragged a thick stick out of it and placed it in front of Orn.

It's the tentacles of the watcher!

As soon as the tentacle appeared in front of him, Orn immediately instinctively felt a wave of disgust arise spontaneously. This disgust differs from his dislike of Volibel, which is still tolerable, as long as it doesn't come closer. And his disgust for this tentacle is the kind of hatred that cannot coexist, as if as long as he knows that this thing exists, he will rush over and destroy it, even if it is thousands of miles away.

"What is this?"

The sound of the furnace suddenly increased a few tones, and the furnace became hotter and hotter as the voice spoke. The withered yellow goat grass next to it caught fire, and the edges of the spliced slabs glowed red, gradually turning into a red-hot glow, and steam hissed from the cracks, and even the surface of the watchman's tentacles showed some scorched marks, emitting vicious purple smoke.

"Ahh Scald, hot, hot! Oh my feet!! Ezreal jumped up with a convulsion, the ground was really hot at the moment. The ground must have been untenable, and Jeno had Syndra use her telekinesis to lift everyone up before anyone was burned.

The temperature kept rising, and the space in the naked eye began to distort with the heat wave, making people want to take off their clothes. A wave of heat swept in, and even if Cana resisted with the Wind Barrier, the residual heat still made it difficult for them to gasp.

The stone melted like ash, and the supporting structure slowly flowed onto the base. Fortunately, Sindra lifted several people up in advance, otherwise the consequences can be imagined.

The dome of the furnace caved inward, forming a cauldron around the edges. An orange light pierced people's eyes, but it vaguely set off the outline of a human figure. A fountain of flames rushed into the air, and the molten rubble rained down, cooling and hardening on the ground. The majestic furnace had been transformed into a hulking beast, its silhouette shadowed in the steaming heat, as tall as three pine trees. This is the long-forgotten legend of the ancient Orn.

The ancient craftsman quickly cooled down, revealing his fur and body. Lava trickled from the side of his cheek and turned into a tied beard. His eyes were a pair of blazing flames, and he held a huge hammer in one hand and an equally large anvil in the other, but he looked relaxed in both hands.

"What the hell is this?" Orn pointed to the tentacles in front of him, and the disgusting smell of the thing forced him to stand up and move his nose away from him, or he would be subjectively suffocated.

"It's an outsider, part of the tentacles of the Void Watcher." Jeno sighed, "You may still remember that the three sisters once came to you to dig the deepest ravine in the world, wanting to use it against some kind of monster intent on destroying the world. You agreed, and dug out the Wailing Abyss with your own hands, and then the third sister, Lisandro, sealed the monster in the Wailing Abyss. And the owner of this tentacle is the same kind of thing that has been sealed by Lisandro. ”

"Lisandro......" Orn said the familiar name, and to this day, the cold breath she exhaled when she begged him could still remind Orn of that dry, cold day a long, long time ago.

But the memory is deep because of Orn's distrust of her. Because she has an aura of magic in her, and magic can make anything solid vulnerable.

"Did the three sisters fail? Did those monsters run out? Orn muttered, unaware of anything that happened after the trench was dug in the unknown.

"No, but it's pretty much there." Jeno replied, "Remember when Lisandro asked you to build a bridge over the Wailing Abyss?" She cast a spell on the bridge, sacrificing her eldest sister Serilda, her second sister Alvarosa, and her assembled allies, turning the bridge into a latch and sealing the watchers of our world from the abyss with ice. ”

At the time, Avarosa didn't know what Lisandro was building a bridge, and their original plan was to fight the Overseer under the Abyss, so they didn't need to build a bridge.

But she didn't expose Lisandro's lies, and on the day the war began, all of them on the front line were frozen under the abyss by the ice forever along with the watchers, and the legend of the three sisters came to an abrupt end.

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