Cermila, once a bustling metropolis, has a huge population and an innumerable amount of gold. Like a merchant's mecca, everyone has a unique faith, but always carries some dirt.

Stepping on this land again, I stepped on the ashes of the flames, some of them of wood and some of human bones. A bleak breeze blew, and the ashes swept through the air. Only empty remnants remained.

Hooded Qing raised his arms to cover his eyes, although the ashes in the air were no longer what they used to be, but Qing didn't want these sad relics to run into his clothes. After all, it is still a hassle to wash your clothes again, and there is no water source nearby.

The wind passed quickly, and the sun shone onto the earth with the coolness of autumn. Qing took off his hood and walked on the avenue he had once walked, looking around through the crown of green. Disasters and misfortunes befall you, and traces of human destruction abound here. There are even traces of blood left on the remnants of the wall.

If you want to protect the people behind you, you have to hurt the people in front of you. People use this reason to comfort themselves and calm their hearts. Even though they are much more intelligent than the animals in the forest, humans still firmly believe in the law of the jungle.

The city is very large, and the green streets are walking street by street. As if playful or unconscious, Qing reached out and touched the broken wall. A large amount of debris and dust slid down the finger marks, as easily as peeling through sand.

This is an area of food and clothing, and there will be little left after the fire. Qing didn't pay much attention to the situation here, but continued to walk inside. It's right in the middle back area, which is Qing's destination.

If the houses here are fragile, then there are also hard ones. Where the air was once filled with the smell of sweat and the sound of fiery iron, as a commercial country, there was absolutely no shortage of selling and manufacturing weapons. Where there used to be excellent blacksmiths from all ethnic groups.

Qing looked at the houses in front of him, and the degree of intact was basically high. It looks a little charred, but it's still sturdy. Because this is a place where you have to deal with flames every day, even if a fire is ignited, it will not be seriously damaged due to the fragility of the structure of the house. So in comparison, there are the most things that have been preserved here, and they are also needed by Qing!

Walking into a house with the strongest vision in the blue eye, sure enough, there is nothing left of the bellows wooden frame. However, the furnace and iron piers were still intact, and the only thing that was lacking was the materials for the fire. There were also pools of melted metal lumps on the ground.

Qing put down the bamboo box behind him, lifted his hood and scratched his head to look at the sky. The crown of the head that covers the eyes reflects the light slightly in the sunlight, but does not hinder the vision of the blue. And most of his beautiful face, which causes trouble everywhere, is also covered, and the rest is full of seductive mystery and hidden beauty.

It's really bad in words. Qing always wants to forget why she is so charming, but whenever she thinks about it, she says it. Because as a man, even if he is no longer human, the beauty of being beautiful is unacceptable to Qing!

There is time for turning the horns and going around the dead end, and Qing quickly sighs and accepts the fact that he has accepted it countless times. There are trees on the back hill of Cermila, and Qing remembers seeing it from afar when he came.

I need to cut down those trees and gather them here. To celebrate Xiao Mo's gift of becoming a Knight of the Round Table, Qing has almost been prepared, and he must be burned red again, and he must be quenched once according to the unique quenching method recorded in the large library, so that Qing can be finely polished.

He took out the knight's sword from the bamboo box and swung it gently, so that even the air was chirping! This is the most painstaking casting in the past few years, in the selection of materials and the creation of the process of green are combined with a lot of building solutions and many legendary materials! Even if it's not finished, it's sharp enough to easily split through the armor of a heavily armored knight, or even a hard chariot!

Although Xiao Mo may be a little sorry this time, Qing can only use this sword to go down the mountain to chop wood. After all, he only had such a sharp weapon on his body, and there was no other way, unless Qing was very violent and broke those trees with his hands----------

With a knight's sword, he walked on the road out of the city. Qingzhu swords have always adhered to their own habits, unless they are mass-produced, Qing's swords are generally long swords. Just like the sword in his hand that is ready to be given to Xiao Mo as a gift, it has a full length of one meter four from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and the shape is combined with the style of the sword in the stone and the sword of victory of the oath. Even if the wide blade split the gates, no one would doubt whether it was real. And in order to make Xiao Mo like it, Qing changed his usual style of unadorned sword blades, and added some elements called 'cool' to the gauntlets and blades. After all, Xiao Mo's personality is indeed a little awkward, but his heart is not bad.

[Snort! Gur-la-la-la-----------]

Like a streamer, mixed with afterimages. It doesn't take much effort to split a big tree with a single sword, and the incision is very even, if it is metal, it will be as smooth as a mirror! Besides, Qing's swordsmanship is not bragging and boasting, and this simple slash is just a simple sword swing on the basis of simplicity.

Looking at the big tree that fell to the ground, if it was chopped into firewood, the final process could almost be completed, and there would be some room for it. But it does take a lot of effort to weigh one ton or even reach the level of two tons!

Bending down to carry the big tree, the weight of one or two tons on Qing's body is just a deep trap where Qing's feet have stepped on, and it is not a problem for the body to bear this weight at all, but it will be a little difficult. After all, it is a state that completely guarantees that the magic power will not be consumed, and for Qing, if he is not afraid of the passage of magic power, there is no problem with the light of using the muscles of the flesh to lift the weight of thousands of times or even hundreds of thousands of quilts! ----- this is also due to the benefit that one's own spiritual personality and physical body are one, as for the question of appearance, Qing will selectively not understand.

The pace of green is fast, and there is no pressure even with a ton of weight. It only took ten minutes to go back and forth, and Qing returned to the abandoned blacksmith shop he temporarily occupied. Throwing the trees off his shoulder, the light swept through in an instant, without any rough sound, like a sword blade cutting across the water.

【Kerakala, Karakala, ------------】

When the tree falls to the ground, it has turned into piles of firewood sprinkled on the ground. Qing picked up an incompatible piece of wood, the other woods were the same in shape and size, the only thing was that this one was in good condition. Qing sighed and threw the piece of wood into the furnace.

'One sword missing---------

Qing silently picked up the firewood on the ground, without any flawed proportion, all the firewood was the same. This is Qing's unique swordsmanship, precision and high speed is the appearance, and clever use is the inside. ------- it's just that years of comfort have skewed Qing's judgment. The hand is raw.

It took a lot of effort to ignite the stove with flint, and Qing only needed to blow gently, and the effect was much more effective than that of bellows. It didn't take long for the flames to reach a considerable level.

Carefully put the half-finished knight's sword into the furnace, and such a burn takes a lot of time. So Qing moved out of the long basin made of stone left over from the blacksmith's shop, but fortunately it had rained in the past few days, and the water in the basin was also full. Otherwise, Qing really needs to spend a lot of effort.

According to the forging process of the Great Book of Avalon, weapons are the result of the efforts of the forger, so this final quenching also requires the forger to release the blood of faith! In this way, the sword containing brilliance and soul can be cast, and the glory that the craftsman pursues all his life!

The palm of the hand was roughly cut with a fingernail, and the golden blood dripped into the water. It is precisely because it is rain that it is clearer than the water in the river! The blood also dispersed in the water.

Qing solemnly stared at the basin of water, and the blood fell drop by drop, and then dispersed. The magic in the blood is also condensed in it because Qing has a small amount of divinity. These are also the magic that Qing has transformed by eating in the past few years.

Ten drops, Qing's own magic power can only supply ten drops, and the casting process also says that only ten drops are needed. As Qing stopped releasing blood, the wound quickly returned to normal. The quick reply function is still there.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it would take some time for the blade to burn red. Because of the excellent material, it is really troublesome for the strong metal to make it have enough effect with the fire source! And this final quenching needs to be done perfectly no matter which step is green, whether it is the temperature of the blade or the water with its own blood on it!

An hour, two hours. Qing was silently waiting, but the crown was afraid of being blackened by the smoke, so Qing carefully put the crown back in the bamboo box. The blade is getting redder, but it hasn't spread to all!

The sky has already darkened, the clouds in the sky have been dyed red by the setting sun, and there are only a few firewoods left in Qing's hand! Luckily, the blade is completely red! Qing carefully held it with a clamp and shook it evenly on the flame, which was the temperature on the sword blade!

The sun has set, and the blade of the green sword is completely ready! ---- carefully grasped the blade of the sword, and Qing steadily moved it to the top of the water reservoir! The fiery heat of the blade has made the water begin to boil! This is also an extremely important step!

Falling quickly!

[Sneer!!!! 】

The incomparably hot blade evaporates the water in an instant! The blood mixed in with the green melted into the sword because it could not evaporate! Bubbles are frantically inducing! Qing can't let his hands tremble a little!

"Someone is here! Everyone, be on your guard! The third squad followed me-------------"