The next day, before dawn, Bavent and Allen, both young and old, left the town. The corpses and locomotive wreckage in the open space outside the town had already been swept away, and with this lesson, the Iron Wolf bandits should not dare to come to the town again to make trouble in a short time. The two of them walked two kilometers on foot, and Alan was even better, and his current source power had been converted into Void Heavenly Fire. Everywhere I passed, the snow melted naturally, and it was steamed into a vast white smoke before it even had time to melt the water. Along the way, the snow gave way, the smoke dragon flew far away, and it was so domineering.

Bavent, on the other hand, followed Alan honestly, using his light to walk on the flat road that was melting in the snow. But the old blacksmith was dressed in a single coat, and only carried a flask to drink from time to time, which was obviously not simple. Alan thought to himself that this was normal, where could an ordinary blacksmith catch a thousand evens, and where could he pick up a hammer made of meteoric iron. It's just that Horn didn't talk about the identity of this blacksmith, and Alan was a caring person, knowing that Bavent definitely didn't want too many people to know about him, so he didn't ask.

The two came to a glacial lake, and the surface of the glacial lake was already frozen. The wind blows, bringing an endless chill. Alan didn't notice anything, the smoke rose from his side, and he was not afraid of the cold. But if ordinary people stand here, I'm afraid that their legs and stomachs will be trembling and cold.

Bavent took another sip, carefully put the flask away, and muttered, "There's not much left, but I hope there will be enough to drink on the way back." Then he said to Allen, "Boy, take out the sword." ”

Alan listened obediently, put the long box on his back on the ground, and opened the box with one hand. A blazing heat immediately poured out of it, and the knife embryo lying in the box faintly showed a red light, and the blade continued to reveal heat. Ordinary people don't talk about killing the enemy with a knife, I'm afraid they won't even be able to touch it. Eren grasped the handle of the knife, which was integrated with the blade, and the blade immediately flashed a dark red pattern that shrank like a tree root.

"Throw it in the ice lake." Bavent said as he pouted toward the lake.

Alan didn't say a word, and used the knife embryo as a javelin. As soon as the strength was fired, the knife embryo immediately pulled out a dark rainbow light and threw it towards the center of the ice lake. With a plop, the knife embryo smashed on the ice, smashing a hole in the ice without any suspense. There was a crackling sound of breaking the ice on the surface of the lake, and the frozen lake surface smashed a gap more than ten centimeters wide, and the knife embryo naturally sank into the unfrozen lake below.

The next moment, a puff of hot smoke rushed up from the gap, and the impact of the air flow was so strong that it even expanded the gap by a few points. Then the hot smoke continued to rise, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard under the surface of the lake. Alan narrowed his eyes, knowing that it was the lake water that was forcibly evaporated by the blazing heat emitted by the knife embryo, and the sound of the water was hot. He glanced at Bavent, who was no longer hiding it, and said directly: "The heart of the fire god you brought is very domineering. I guess that most of the crystals are in the center of the earth or in the depths of the volcano, absorbing geothermal power and storing them for many years, and the Pupil of Hell Flame is 108,000 miles worse than it. In order to integrate it into Qianjun, I didn't put a lot of effort into it. ”

He waved his hand, and Alan swallowed it back into his stomach with a "thank you" in his mouth. The old blacksmith sighed: "When the old man built this Qianjun, he often lamented that there was no excellent material that could be blended with Qianjun, which caused Qianjun to fall short in the end. The reason why Qianjun maintains a rough appearance like a knife embryo is not that the master can't sharpen it into a knife, but that he thinks that this is more in line with Qianjun's instrumentality. ”

"It's only now that I see the heart of the god of fire, and I know that the opportunity for Chijun to be reborn is in front of me. Only this kind of material can make the broken Qianjun be reborn. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have dared to accede to Mr. Horn's request. The old blacksmith rolled his eyes: "Okay, don't stare at me, you don't bother to mention who I am, you just need to know that I have worked under General Meslin for a while." ”

Alan shrugged.

Bavent continued, "But although the Heart of the Vulcan can be integrated into Qianjunli, it is too domineering. You've also seen that even after incorporating the new knife, it still emits heat all the time, and it is too sharp. So in the end, it had to be thrown into this ice lake to cool down, and all its edges were pressed back into the blade. Sharp and introverted, it is done. ”

Looking at the glacial lake, the ice on the lake is now not broken, and the heat is no longer the same as before. Bursts of hot smoke erupted from the cracks in the ice, enveloping the entire lake in a huge cloud of white smoke. Alan walked to the lake, the ice was level with the shore before, and now the ice has jumped down, and there is a drop of dozens of centimeters from the lakeshore. And this gap is falling at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and Allen can't hide the surprise on his face.

After more than an hour, the frozen lake had bottomed out, and only a shallow puddle of water remained. White smoke rose from the lake, and the long knife that Alan threw into the lake was stuck diagonally into the bottom of the lake. Bavent gave a look, and Alan swept into the lake and came to the long knife. I saw that the outer layer of iron clothing on the long knife was all falling off, revealing the smooth and dark red blade inside. Alan stretched out his hand and slapped the long knife, which bounced up and buzzed in the air, completely dispersing the iron coat remaining on the surface.

Alan reached out for the knife, and a red light suddenly lit up from the depths of the blade.

The sun rises at the bottom of the lake.

The knife is angry!

The last puddle of water in the lake was finally fueled by the heat, and the sun on the lake gradually converged into wisps of flame that swirled around the blade. Alan fixed his gaze, the previous knife embryo had been completely transformed, and now the long knife in his hand was held. The handle is dark in color, just like a thousand. From the knife body, inch by inch, the color turns from black to red. When it reaches three inches of the blade, it is red and almost red, like a piece of iron that has been burned red by fire, but it feels cold to the touch. The ridge of the knife is dotted with a few golden lines, occasionally flickering. Whenever it lights up, the long knife is incredibly hot.

Holding it in his hand, Alan can clearly sense the various changes in the inner power of the knife, and give birth to the feeling of being in touch with the long knife. This feeling was even more comfortable and natural than that of Qian Jun in his hand before, and at the moment, he slashed through the void with a knife in his hand, and a scarlet knife qi rushed out from the blade. The bottom of the lake shook, and a crack quietly appeared from under Allen's feet, stretching straight up to a hundred meters. The sides of the rift were scorched black, with a faint hint of red in between, and even more green smoke rose between the black grooves, as if it had been slashed by the beam of a high-energy cannon.

With a casual knife, it has such power!

Bavent nodded happily, as soon as he paid it, it should be like this. He couldn't help but take out the wine jug, drank the wine in one gulp, and then wiped the wine stain and said, "Boy, this knife in your hand is already listed. Qualifications. Although it comes from Qianjun, it is no longer Qianjun, so let's give it a name. ”

Alan thought for a while, saw that the aura of the blade was like fluorescent light, and said to himself: "Red firefly? No, it's too weak to deserve the domineering of this knife. So...... Let's call it the Red King. ”

The knife roared.

On this day, Alan left the town with the newborn Sword King and Lucy. The mayor's granddaughter stood under the old pine tree outside the town for a long time, and that night Bavent and the mayor talked all night. The next morning, carrying only a patched rucksack and the hammer, the blacksmith who had been in town for many years left the town, and no one knew where he was going.

This is how the world is, coming and going, gathering and scattering.

Late at night.

Mobile opened his eyes and looked at the wound on his chest with a frown. He had a bandage around his chest, and the white bandages were oozing blood, which was abnormal. It stands to reason that no matter how domineering Horn's sword qi is. Give the mobile three days, and that's enough to clean it up. But he had been on the surface for almost a week, and instead of healing, his injuries had become more serious.

The president stood up and decided to return to Babylon tomorrow no matter what.

He had been away from the floating island for too long.

Even though news came from the floating islands every day, he was able to control the decisions of Babylon from afar. But it was the only time in Morgan to be away from that political center for so many days. I don't know if it's because of the strange injury, a trace of uneasiness lingers in his heart.

Due to confidentiality, Mobile was unable to undergo a detailed examination. Only Elliphant can find a trustworthy doctor to treat the president's injuries, but those doctors can't say why the president's injuries have not abated. So much so that the violent Elephant killed two or three, but Mobit saw it in his eyes, but he couldn't stop it.

Elephant is a pawn he has placed on the surface, and many of the dirty work that Mobile can't do is left to this fat man. Elevant's shady deeds, Mobit knows very well. Even the predators are large, and the president turns a blind eye. But that doesn't mean he trusts Elephant, in fact, he can count the ten fingers that can win the president's trust.

At first, he suspected that his injuries were related to Alphant, but Mobit had examined everything sent by the fat man, including food and clothing, and found no clues. So now, he can't tell why the injury is so weird.

Mobile walked to the window.

The manor in Elephant was showering in the cold moonlight, and the fat man was clearly a man who cared for his life. He placed an army of 100 people in this small manor, not to mention the open post and secret sentry, this guy even arranged a defensive heavy artillery on each of the two commanding heights. Even if the heavy artillery model is outdated, if the defense object is a small manor, it is more than enough.

The atmosphere in the manor tonight is still outward, but if anyone dares to step into this thunder pool carefully arranged by the fat man, they will probably die a rather ugly death. In the past, it was not without a small night visit, or the arrival of killers of hostile forces. But no matter who they are, once they enter this manor, they will be like mud cows into the sea and silent. Over time, this manor has become indistinguishable from the devil's cave in the eyes of the locals.