When the crafting started, the blacksmith's whole body instantly exuded an intimidating aura. This was the last flash of life, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.

"Ten pieces of gray iron stone, three pieces of gold wire stone..." While sorting the ore, the blacksmith quickly read out the names of the required materials.

Master Shan started nearby and soon piled up a small mountain of ore from the basement. Together with the base material of fine steel ingots, it weighed more than 300 kilograms.

After placing them in categories, the blacksmith closed his eyes tightly and kept his breathing at a steady rhythm. His arms drooped naturally. After a full minute, the blacksmith opened his shining eyes and reached out to gently open the wooden box.

Master Shan came over to take a look, and a trace of curiosity flashed across his face. He saw a scroll wrapped in a green-gray cold light. The cold light adhered tightly to the surface of the scroll. At first glance, he thought it was a layer of steel wrapped on it.

Grabbing the scroll, the blacksmith's eyes shone with curiosity. After all, it was passed down by word of mouth, and even his father and grandfather had never seen the contents of the wooden box.

"Some things that are incomprehensible may appear in a while, so you have to keep quiet." The blacksmith looked away from the cold light scroll, with complex expressions in his eyes, and finally warned.

Master Shan nodded vigorously and retreated to the corner, pressing against the wall. Waves of coolness spread from his back to his body, making him a little nervous and gradually calming down.

He cut his wrist hard, blood flowed freely, and carefully applied the entire cold light scroll, not sparing every inch. After the blacksmith did this, he did not stop the bleeding, he just let go of his big hand and let the cold light scroll fall freely.

Leng Mang shrank suddenly and retracted into the scroll. Immediately, the scroll automatically opened and suspended in mid-air.

The "swish" scroll is like a dragon, unfolding quickly and sticking to the wall of the secret room.

Shan Ye was roughly squeezed away by the scroll, and he lay on the ground, looking on with horror.

"Clatter!" There was a sound of paper turning, and the scroll seemed to be endless. Looking at the scroll with only a few pages, it didn't stop until the entire wall of the secret room was wrapped.

Seeing that the entire secret room was completely wrapped by the small scroll, Master Shan was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He could only hold his breath and watch quietly.

Mysterious words flashing with cold green light gradually appeared on the scroll, slowly detached from the scroll, floated in the air, and slowly converged towards the center of the secret room.

After a while, several rivers of light composed of green cold light shone like steel and merged into a two-meter-sized cold light ball.

The blacksmith was also stunned by the scene in front of him. It wasn't until the ball of light appeared that he suddenly shouted urgently, "Put your hand on it! Just imagine what your weapon looks like!" The voice was full of excitement and expectation. Shan Ye propped up his body and

Quickly press your palm on the light ball.

A burning sensation came, like pressing on a hot water bottle, soft.

"Ding! Found an alien energy system, do you want to absorb it? The system can be repaired!"

"Ding! Found an alien energy system, do you want to absorb it? The system can be repaired!"...

Continuous prompts appeared in front of Shan Ye like snowflakes. For the first time, Shan Ye heard "anxiety" in the system prompts.

Glancing at the blacksmith on the ground, his face was pale and his eyes were full of expectation. Master Shan said heartily, "Absorb!"

Compared with a weapon, system repair is obviously more tempting. The heavy 190,000 experience points have already overwhelmed Mr. Shan.

"Ding! The system is being repaired, 57%..60%..78%..88%!"

"Ding! The system repair has reached more than 70%, and relevant building qualifications will be opened. Low-level graveyards and equipment can be repaired. Experience points are required!"

"Ding! The system repair has reached more than 80%. Start the tasks related to the necropolis. The necropolis can help the host repair the system. Please start it as soon as possible!"

A series of prompts almost drove Shan Ye crazy. After he traveled through time, he racked his brains to gain experience points. He was even more confused about repairing the system and couldn't find a clue at all. He didn't expect to find weapons like this.

Wait for something good to happen.

Although a lot of energy was absorbed by Shan Ye's system, the light ball still did not disappear, but became only the size of a watermelon, dim and looked shaky.

Looking at the ore on the ground, it has completely disappeared. Next to the light ball, a huge metal liquid ball is rolling and rippling.

There was a twist, and the mass of molten metal changed, slowly twisting and straightening like the weapon Shan Ye imagined.

It was finally shaped into a ferocious and rugged sickle.

The devil's handle, one meter long and as thick as a baby's arm, with the raised painful face on it, is more effective than any anti-slip hand pattern. The sickle is wide and thick, about half a meter, the blade is at least one centimeter thick, and the back of the sickle is even more

Three centimeters thick, there is no decoration on it, only a rough blood groove, coupled with the ferocious ghost handle, it can be used as a murder weapon.

A sickle is supposed to be light and sharp, but this sickle feels heavy and ferocious.

"Hiss~! Hiss~!" Bursts of funny laughter suddenly came from above the secret room. Master Shan's face changed and he was about to start the transformation, but when he thought of the blacksmith, he hesitated.

But when his eyes fell on the blacksmith, the corners of Shan Ye's eyes twitched suddenly, with a satisfied smile on his face. The blacksmith's strong body had long since lost its vitality. "No wonder the wooden box has not been opened. It turns out that..."

...

An adult half-demon was rummaging around in the blacksmith shop at will, and the smell of human flesh kept stimulating the sense of smell of this ferocious creature.

This place is simply a paradise, full of food that has no ability to resist, hiding in the house, waiting for you to taste.

At this time, his belly was already somewhat bulging, but his love for killing made this half-demon still not stop searching for humans.

"Dong dong" A sound of heavy footsteps sounded in the blacksmith shop. Doubt flashed across the face of the half-demon, which was covered with blood. He held the big knife in his hand and stood vigilantly on his chest. As a fighting race, the half-demon was facing the enemy who could

He will never look down upon his enemies who threaten him.

A black shadow suddenly appeared at the narrow entrance and rushed towards the half-demon.

"Qiang!" The big knife was knocked away, creating a brilliant spark. The half-demon was lifted away by a huge force, hit the black wall of the blacksmith shop, and rolled to the ground.

His nostrils were a little itchy. The half-demon shook his head and wiped his face. Dark gray bodily fluids flowed down his palms. The half-demon's eyes instantly turned scarlet and ferocious, full of murderous intent.

"Howl!" With an angry roar, the half-demon jumped up and rushed towards the fallen sword. Just as his fingertips touched the cold handle of the knife, a strong wind suddenly hit behind his neck.

Barely avoiding the vital point, the half-demon was thrown away again!
Chapter completed!