Hilo holds Durandal in his hand, quietly feeling the weight of the sword.

Looking at the sword blade, following the dream-like memory, injecting power - ether, Durandal's silver-white sword blade shines with white light.

"Really, exactly the same."

"It seems the operation is correct." Alien smiled proudly, "In that case..."

Sasha looked around the sword curiously, and Olive thought of the answer, and she lightly touched the sword body.

"A conceptual creation of Hilko's magic science. No, this sword does not have conceptual rules yet. It is not an ancient relic, but it can still be regarded as a creation of Hilko." Turning her head, Olive looked at Alien, "

How did you do it?"

"Ladies, it's too early to be surprised now! It's too early!" Alion was operating the instrument like a maniac, moving his hands that touched the screen so fast that a phantom appeared, "Hey hahaha, let you see me.

The most powerful weapon in the world!"

The aperture rotates rapidly in the instrument, and another gray crystal breaks. The powder of the crystal changes and floats to the middle of the instrument, a barrier is formed, and the light shines.

A silver-gray cylindrical object appeared. One end was a metal cross with a hollow center. The other end was flat and shaped into a cylinder. There was a push-pull button on the side of the cylinder.

"That's right! That's right! My long-cherished wish for many years is finally coming true!"

Alion shouted excitedly, he took out the cylinder and held it with both hands in front of his chest.

"Now, come and witness the miracle!"

His expression was one of infinite ecstasy.

"May the Force be with——me!"

A dark beam of light rose, darkly illuminating the fanatical face.

Alien smiled evilly at everyone and motioned for them to come over.

The black lightsaber shocked the three of them. Only Olive raised her hand, a thin iron pillar rose from the floor, and signaled with both hands to please.

"Do you want to test the sword with this? Okay, but be careful. Do you know that the thing in my hand is high-temperature plasma bound by a strong magnetic field? Nothing can be cut without cutting! Come and worship this most powerful and handsome power!"

Arion roared loudly, jumped forward, swung his lightsaber and slashed at the iron pillar.

"The iron pillar fell to the ground, and everyone was shocked. They all praised that there is such a powerful artifact in the world!"

"Alien, Alien..." Sasha exclaimed.

"See it, fear it, praise it!"

"Although I don't know what disgusting things you are muttering, but this thing is really..." Olive's voice was full of exclamation.

So Alien shook his hair and turned his head.

The thin iron pillars are still intact on the ground.

Hmm?

Eat my lightsaber with two cuts!

Hey, hey.

The dark lightsaber struck the iron pillar, and the dark lightsaber passed through the iron pillar.

Hmm~

Come again.

Oops, why did this lightsaber pass through again, hahaha, look at you, aha...

"It doesn't seem to be of any use." Olive finished her last sentence.

"Did I make a light stick?"

Arion threw the lightsaber to the ground angrily and looked back at the instrument screen.

A line of error message flashed on the instrument screen, and Alien read it word for word.

"Well, it lacks the concept of 'Kyber Crystal'. The MOD automatically loads the Caustic Prism, and the appearance is close to 99.8%. It does not have any lethality. Due to the creator's personal preference, he chooses dark flames, and he cannot even use the toilet lighting in the middle of the night..."

The crisp cracking sound sounded in the silent room, it was the sound of heartbreak.

Alien knelt on the ground and knocked on the floor helplessly, "I thought, I thought... this kind of thing uses liquefied petroleum gas to burn air to stably eject. Woo hoo, I made it in the fifth grade of elementary school.

Won the first prize for scientific invention in the school, wow wow, there has been no progress for many years... It has been my long-cherished wish and my dream for the past eighteen years!"

Looking at the huddled figure, the three people around them looked at each other and exchanged opinions in their hearts.

People from other worlds are so strange.

"Don't be sad, Alien," Shiloh squatted down and put his hand on his shoulder, comforting him, "Although that lightsaber has no lethality, it is still very handsome."

"Really? You really think it's handsome, don't you? I wasn't wasting my energy building it, right?"

"Of course! Although it's definitely not as handsome as my Durandal..."

After hearing this, Alien rushed towards Hilo with grief and anger.

"I made that too!"

Laughter comes back to laughter, trouble comes back to trouble, the tears of sadness are gone, life must go on.

"Durandal is amazing, let me make another Excalibur!"

Alien got up and jumped in front of the instrument. After another crackling operation, one gray crystal was consumed again. Created by Hilko's technology, the golden broken steel... dagger appeared.

A pair of daggers.

The sword is made of gold, and the hilt is inlaid with precious stones. The golden sword turns into a symmetrical and dexterous dagger, just like a smaller version of the golden sword in the story.

Alien played with the dagger unskillfully.

"What a beautiful dagger." Sasha played with another one.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you." Alien said nonchalantly.

"Huh? I'm a mage, why are you using the dagger?" Even though Sasha said this, she didn't seem to have any intention of returning it.

"Some mages also wear daggers, not only for self-defense, but also for use in some secret rituals." Olive said.

"That's it, then I'll keep it, just in case." Sasha took the dagger, hummed a tune, and waggled her tail to go to Shiloh to exchange weapons experience.

Watching Sasha walk away, Alion took out the dagger and handed it to Olive: "Do you want this one?"

"Me? What are you doing with it?"

"Didn't you say that the secret ceremony may be necessary?"

"Mature mages always have a lot of records, so don't worry about me."

"I won't worry about it." Alien shrugged, "There is another opportunity to create. Do you need anything?"

"Oh, you even specifically asked me for my opinion. The treatment seems to be different."

The witch blinked, with a hint of playfulness and amusement in her smile.

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"You are the most powerful among us, and I have the highest survival rate by hugging your thigh." Alion said seriously, "So can I hug you now?"

"Even if it means he becomes paralyzed?" Olive tilted her head.

"Do you want to do it or not?" Alion asked angrily, pointing at the screen.

"Haha, no, I'll give you the last chance, take advantage of it." She glanced at the lightsaber still on the ground, "Don't make any more toys."

Arion wanted to refute his dream, but faced with his thigh, he could only swallow his anger and secretly vowed to take out a real lightsaber to show off to her one day.

Let her know that the Force is everywhere!

Arien originally had many ideas for the final creation.

For example, Gundam - but I don't know the internal structure, and I can't analyze the concept of structure. Even if I build it, it will just be an empty shell, a beautiful life-size model.

Well...

The life-size model looks pretty good too.

If you think about it carefully, there is actually only one answer.

I came to a different world in a daze, and how can I improve my combat effectiveness without any plug-ins? Ask online, it’s very urgent.

The questioner raised his hands and answered: Gun.

Different from the previous times - Alion carefully read through the rules on the screen, and even pulled out the MOD list and read it again.

Give a baby a gun, and with luck it can kill an adult.

Although it is a strictly small probability, he now needs something that can create probability.

The last crystal suddenly shattered, and the fragments gathered in the center of the circle formed by the instrument. The powder of the crystal became the tiniest particles. The particles rotated, condensed, and gathered together, pieced together bit by bit to form the appearance given by the creator.<

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After the light faded, a revolver glowing with silver appeared.

The black sandalwood wooden handle is connected to the gun body. The silver gun body is engraved with complex and mysterious inscriptions. They are connected together like roses in a thorn bush. There is a seventh hole in the middle of the six bullet wheel that connects the six bullet holes.
To be continued...