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After writing the general craft, it was already late, but the old evil had not rested, and he was in good spirits. First transformed into a white tiger, went to the outside of the castle to cultivate for more than 1 hour, and then came back with sweat and took a bath. Then, he began another job, that is, refining a wind magic sword.

The last time he sent the list to the manager of the auction house, people had already replied to, and everything had been shipped here. Today, the old evil spirit is very excited, and he can't care about sleeping, so he simply refined this sword.

The old evil thought of doing it, directly pushed open a door next to it, and saw the materials shipped by those employers. The old evil looked at the rare metals, magic stones, high-grade Warcraft skins, Warcraft horns and Warcraft blood in one place, and his heart was a little embarrassed.

You know, how much does a noble etiquette match a sword? Supporting death is more than a dozen catties, but the material in front of you is at least more than a thousand catties. Even if there is some consumption in it, it is enough to use a hundred pounds to support death, and the rest will all go into the pocket of the old evil, which shows how much he can earn in this transaction. The old evil couldn't help but sigh and said: "Alas, don't blame me for being black, the so-called science and technology are the primary productive forces, who calls you incompetent?" If everyone can make magic swords, I just want to be so dark, and I can't do it!" "

After being proud, the old evil began to do business, he first picked and picked from the ore, made some suitable ones, refined them with Samadhi True Fire, and then sent the beast horns and beast blood into a little to adjust the strength of the sword body, and then used the power of his mind to shape the sword body in the void.

Then, while the sword body was still hot, the old evil luck fingers flew and portrayed four magic arrays in succession. Even if he is of high level. The fingers were steady, and after this toss, it was almost dawn.

The finished product of this sword is the popular gentleman's sword in ancient China. Quaint and generous, slightly different from the ceremonial saber of this world, but generally similar. The old evil depicted on it is the acceleration technique of the wind system, the wind shield. Plus a wind blade technique, which is a more practical spell for wind swordsmen. Although the grade is not engaged, it can greatly improve the user's combat effectiveness.

However, if it is only these three spells, although they are barely comparable to legendary level items, they are not as powerful as thunder knives, and they can only be at the bottom of legendary items, which is compared with the huge cost of others. It's somewhat worthless.

In order not to smash his own signboard, the old evil had to spend the strength of the boss and add the fourth magic array, the Sharp Technique.

As the name suggests, Sharpening is a spell used to increase the sharpness of a weapon. It has two means of release. One is a blessing from a mage out of thin air, which is an ordinary buff spell. This kind of sharpening technique has a mediocre effect, just makes it easier for you to cut the thick skin of Warcraft, but it lasts for a long time, and the Archmage can even bless for several days.

As for the other one, it is released using the casting material as a medium, which belongs to the shaping spell. The more advanced the material for casting spells. The better the effect. It is usually made of very precious Mithril silver. Although the Mithril was spent, the spell's lasting effect was only less than an hour. However, the effect of this spell is extremely terrifying, and it can even turn mortal iron into a divine weapon.

For example, two ordinary two-handed swords, in the case of completely consistent strength, the result of cutting each other can only be a big gap in each other, and even the strength point will break at the same time. However, if one of the swords is blessed with ordinary sharp skills, the other sword can be cut through the gap with almost no damage. And if the blessing is an advanced sharp technique that requires Mithril silver, then it can easily cut off another sword without damaging it in the slightest.

In fact, although the results are amazing, they are also normal, after all, Mithril is too precious, and consuming such a precious material, it is natural to achieve good results, this is the principle of balance.

The old evil is to bless the highest level of earth sharpening techniques. As a result, this sword directly soared several notches. You can imagine that when two people are slashing against each other, originally you come and go, they are normal, and they have parried each other several times, but suddenly, the weapon in the hand of the opposite person was instantly blessed with high-level sharpness, and a sword cut off his own weapon, so how many people can react to the subsequent decapitation of a sword?

It can be seen that the sword of the old evil looks like it is upright, but it is actually secretly dark. So he gave him a name, Gentleman Sword! Obviously, this is ironic, in fact, to mock the user of this sword as a hypocrite.

Just having a sword is not enough, after all, the old evil still asked for a lot of high-grade Warcraft skins, at that time, you can come in the name of making a sword scabbard, why can't you just give people a bare sword? So the old evil also bothered to build a sword scabbard. Although the craftsmanship of the old evil is not very good, at least the appearance of the scabbard is not very eye-catching, but after all, it has been refined by the Samadhi True Fire, not only has high strength, good wear resistance, but also has some attributes to ward off evil, which is determined by the Samadhi True Fire.

After making the scabbard, the old evil was also a little tired. When I looked up, it was all bright outside. He didn't bother to rest, so he freshened up directly, and then began his morning exercise in good spirits. After the activity, take another shower. Chris Chen had already prepared breakfast.

While enjoying breakfast, the old evil instructed Chris Chen: "When you go out to run errands later, remember to bring that sword to the manager of the auction house." "

"Yes!" Chris Chen agreed, then picked up the sword and said, "Young Master, I'll go find you a shop now!" "

"You had breakfast?" The old evil asked, "Come together without eating!" "

"Already used! Thank you Young Master for your concern. Chris Chen immediately said gratefully.

"Hehe, then there you go!" The old evil said with a smile. "Yes!" Chris Chen then gave a gift and left.

After seeing off Chris Chen, the old evil had eaten again, and came to his castle with the things he had written, and he needed to teach the elves the process of making metal bows to the elves, so that they could teach the workers of the Stephen family.

When he came to the castle, the old evil was excited to talk to Lan Fake first. However, as soon as he came to the square from the building where the teleportation array was located, he suddenly calmed down. It turned out that he saw the fountain sculpture in the square, and the beautiful goddess was smiling at him.

This is not the most critical, the most important thing is that this sculpture is almost exactly the same as the Mithril statue containing the golden scroll, but the size and material are different. The old evil suddenly realized at this time, and said in his heart, no wonder he and the old guy felt that the sculpture was familiar, but it turned out to be the same as this sculpture!

The old evil was not in a hurry to go back to the old mage to talk about this, after all, this matter was not in a hurry. He just kept it in his heart and wanted to talk about it later when he went back. Then he went to find Lanfako. Unexpectedly, he pounced, and the elf who served Lan Fako said that this guy was out to play.

The old evil hurriedly asked carefully, only then did he know that after he left, this Lan Fake began to wander around like a wild horse that had lost its reins, saying something to investigate the surrounding situation. Anyway, I often don't come back for a few days.

The old evil can't help it, after all, people are not his slaves, so he can only laugh bitterly and let it go. He then gathered some experienced elves and cyclops and began teaching them how to make a tough steel that could be cast into a bow.

In fact, the old evil has long planned it, anyway, it is a color for ordinary soldiers, there is no need to make it too well, as long as there is a bow body. As for metal bowstrings and pulleys, then forget it. It's really too difficult to get, it's still hard to refine it by yourself, and if you want to rely on such a primitive process in this continent, isn't that?

Therefore, he intends to simplify it to the greatest extent, only the bow body, the bowstring is also made of animal tendons, and the pulley is also handmade, but it is used for the most senior generals and nobles, ordinary soldiers do not think about it.

The cyclops are naturally responsible for the work, there is no way, who calls them strong, as for the elves, they can only watch from the side, and the old evil let them remember the steps, so that they can teach others later. Next, the old evil began to teach them specifically, how to choose the original material of pig iron, how to see the fire, and how to add special minerals. Anyway, such a toss, it was several hours, directly to the evening. Since the old evil is not very familiar with ironmaking, the process is not smooth, anyway, the steel he smelted for the first time is not qualified, and the toughness is always slightly worse, which makes him a little depressed.

At this moment, Lan Fako's voice suddenly came from the square outside, "Hey, boy, come here, I have something to say to you!" "

As soon as the old evil saw that he had returned, he simply asked everyone to disperse, wash up separately, and prepare to eat and rest. Then he went out to see Lanfako.

At this time, Lan Fako was already waiting for the old evil at the table with the cyclops leader Sharas and the human mage Path.

The old evil was also not polite, sat on the chair, picked up the wine glass and drank, and then said: "You old fellow, I'm not here, you don't talk about housekeeping, but what are you wandering around?" "

"Hehe, I'm not a fool." Lan Fake said with a smile: "Tell you, there are two news now, both of which I worked hard to get, one good and one bad, which do you want to hear first?"