Chapter 170 Looking for the Young Master

The 'Soldier Emperor' and Zhao Chen left the secret place one by one and came outside the secret place. After seeing their figures, Zhan Tian let out a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Zhao, you have been there for half an hour, and I thought you were not going out." The allusion is to worry that Zhao Chen will be secretly imprisoned by the 'Soldier Emperor'.

Zhao Chen smiled and said, "I just had some adventure in it..."

"Sisterial Master!" The 'Soldier Emperor' interrupted Zhao Chen's words, "Some things are hopeful that the young master can keep the secret. If others know a lot, it will be detrimental to them. If they are not at the imperial level, the Demon God Palace will not allow these news to be leaked. If they encounter them, they will be killed. Of course, the young master is not listed here, but this war master may be implicated."

With a slight look on his face, Zhao Chen then remembered that ordinary people had no right to know these things. He cast a grateful look at the "Soldier Emperor". Zhao Chen apologized and said to Zhan Tian: "Brother Zhan, please forgive me for some things that have to be kept secret. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that the Demon God Palace will not cause trouble for Brother Zhan."

Zhan Tian nodded in understanding: "Brother Zhao doesn't need to explain, I understand Brother Zhao's difficulties."

The 'Soldier Emperor' waved his sleeves gently and said, "If the two young men are interested in this, why don't you let me accompany you to visit this place? Haha, it's not that I am proud. Although this place is not big, it is also a rare and comfortable place. It took a lot of effort from the Sun family to have this pleasing view now."

"Please trouble Senior Sun!" Zhao Chen said with a smile.

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A mysterious place on the mainland, an ancient city.

In this small city, no humans live here. It is shrouded in a dark mist. It occasionally beats like a human heart, and then returns to peace, as if it has never been beaten.

The city is surrounded by a huge forest. The closer the trees in the forest are to the city, the more corroded they are. The ubiquitous black mist completely erodes the nearby trees, and the giant trees have become rotten dead trees and completely disappear.

In the middle of this city, all the buildings have been destroyed, and only a pattern emitting a slight white light is constantly flashing, as if suppressing something.

This is a dead city where almost no one lives.

The reason why it is almost said that it is because several people come here every few days, wearing thick armor, blocking the omnipresent and invasive black mist, and conveying mysterious power to the pattern emitting white light, as if strengthening the power of the pattern.

At this time, the pattern was infused with the power of more than ten people, and the power was exerted again. The shaking black fog gradually subsided. However, in recent times, the pattern emitting white light has become increasingly unstable, and the time it persisted has been reduced from several months to several days. If this continues, it may be a day of collapse sooner or later.

"Brother, now the misty demonic energy is hard to suppress. What should we do?" One middle-aged man among the more than ten people who had not left beside the pattern frowned and looked at the white pattern.

The one he called the eldest brother was an old man. He said solemnly: "This is a task assigned by the deputy palace master, and it must not be missed. Brothers think of a way. In short, you must not let the misty demonic energy explode, and they cannot let them harm the people unscrupulously!"

Another old man smiled bitterly and said, "But we have thought about the solution we should think of a long time ago."

"Yes! I just recalled Brother He a few days ago. I finally suppressed the misty demonic energy again. Now I really can't think of any solution." The middle-aged voice of the first middle-aged man who spoke was full of bitterness. "Or, let's report to the deputy palace master. After all, only he can have a solution."

"No!" the elder brother opposed: "The deputy palace master needs the host to resist the invasion of the blood barbarian. How can we distract the deputy palace master? Think about it, think of it and think of a way, there will always be a way."

He turned around and looked at the old man who thought he was gray-haired and asked, "Brother He, do you have any other way?"

The old man called Brother He sighed and said, "Not long ago, I worked hard to build that level 6 first-stage weapon. As the array eye of this magic array, unfortunately, the first-stage weapon of the level 6 is still insufficient after all. If you want to completely suppress this misty demonic energy, you must have a level 7 weapon that is less than a day after birth!"

It's hard, it's hard here!

They are not unable to find the level seven weapons. Although the level seven weapons are already extremely precious to them, as long as they are willing to do so, they can still find and use them as the array eye. But the problem lies here. What they need is not only the level seven weapons, but also the level seven weapons that are less than a day after they were born.

Are there any level seven-level forging masters on Fantasy Continent now?

I'm afraid the answer to this question is very clear. Even they can't find a level seven forge in their palace. The highest level is an old monster at the headquarters. The level seems to be only at level six, and it's still a long way from level seven.

"Is there no other way?" The elder brother frowned and his voice was extremely heavy.

Brother He hesitated and said, "There is also a way, but I don't know if it will work."

"Let me tell me." The elder brother said in a deep voice.

"Gather thirty-two Level 6 forgings to work together to forge a weapon that is infinitely close to Level 7. In this way, the effect may not be as good as the Level 7 weapon, but it should be able to suppress it for a long time. Even if we cannot suppress the misty demonic energy at that time, we can inject mysteries at any time, and it should be no problem to persist for thousands of years." Brother He said slowly.

"How sure are you?" asked the eldest brother.

Brother He thought for a while and replied, "About 70%! However, it depends on what level the weapons created are at and whether they have reached the peak of the level 6 high level. This is not easy to do."

"Okay! This is the matter." The elder brother nodded and decided on the matter. "There are six forgeators who have reached the level 6 in the headquarters. In addition, you will have seven. Let's invite the remaining old monsters. I believe they won't have the courage to refuse our invitation."

Brother He smiled bitterly and said, "This is what I worry about. How many forging masters are there in the Dream Continent now? Are there thirty or not? This is an unknown number!"

The eldest brother sighed and said, "No matter what, let's try it first. The Fantasy Continent is now full of crises, but the overall strength of human beings is so weak. Only by dragging these crises and waiting for the continent to gradually pass through this period of easing can we withstand crises from all over the world."

"I have to do this. Let's do it separately. Brother, please go back to the headquarters and we are going to find the rest of the people." Brother He suggested.

"Yes, the faster the better. Let's go today." The elder brother nodded in agreement.

Several figures quietly disappeared into the long dark night, and time was slowly passing. In addition to occasionally returning here to infuse mysterious power, everyone was almost busy with their own affairs.

One month later, when everyone reported the number they found to the elder brother, the elder brother's face was extremely bitter, and after a long time he sighed: "Is it God's will? Thirty-one, it's enough to be just one person away, but that's just one person away!" His tone was full of unwillingness and helplessness.

"Is there one person missing?" This result was not much different from Brother He's guess, but this number made everyone present smile bitterly.

"Wait, we seem to be missing one person." Brother He suddenly spoke.

"Who? We have invited all those famous forgeators, and even the hidden old monster is no exception. How could one miss someone?" The eldest brother asked first, but then shook his head, not believing in Brother He's words.

"Brother, you haven't been on the mainland for a long time, so naturally I don't know. This year, a genius boy rose up. The boy was promoted to the early stage of Level 6 months ago, and even created a new forging genre. With his joining, we are more confident in forging weapons. His terrifying success rate of creating weapons shocked me for a long time." Brother He said confidently: "I almost forgot him. Now that I suddenly think of him, I feel that I have more confidence in this creation."

"Oh? You actually have so confidence in this person?" The eldest brother said in surprise: "Who is he?"

"Young Master!" Brother He slowly spit out two words.

"Young Master? Young Master! Haha, what kind of boy is he and what kind of talent is worthy of this title?" The eldest brother chuckled. After learning that there was such a magical boy, he also relaxed, "Do you know his specific address?"

Brother He replied: "The last time I parted with him was in Chi Qingcheng, and I should be there now."

"Okay, let's go together now. I also want to see if this young man is as magical as you said." The eldest brother nodded, "Let's go now. Time is not long, the sooner you find this person, the better."

One day later, ten figures in armor stayed in the void of Chi Qingcheng for about half an hour.

"I actually went to NATO City. Let's go to NATO City for a while!" The eldest brother could only lead everyone to continue running to NATO City helplessly.

Brother He, whose full name is He Yun, is the "Craftsman God" who once met Zhao Chen in Chi Qingcheng and has a highest reputation among the people of Xuanwu Domain!

That ancient city has a special name - the Falling City, and that forest has a strange name - the Ruthless Forest. In the Ruthless Forest, the Dead City suppresses the misty demonic energy accumulated over tens of thousands of years. Now it has finally reached the early stage of a great explosion.

Once the misty demonic energy explodes, the Fantasy Continent will fall into a great catastrophe.

The young master, that faint figure, the boy with a faint chuckling in his mouth, the magical and gentle boy, the boy with outstanding temperament, seemed to have become the key to all this.

"Young Master! The future of the mainland depends on you! You must find you in the shortest time!" He Yun murmured softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the vast void.

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