"Are you Wood?" A ferocious-looking orc said in fluent Common Tongue:
"Don't you look very strong?"
Wood smiled slightly and did not answer. Wood did not care about the other party's impoliteness. After all, this was the place of the dwarves. Just because of these few words and some misunderstandings, the two sides did not have to fight.
Seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate, Sith smiled and said:
"Everyone, please stop standing and find a place to sit. After a while, all the contestants will arrive. I guess we won't have anywhere to sit!"
The crowd slowly dispersed, but Wood could feel the incomprehension and complicated looks in their eyes towards him. Wood didn't understand this either. Logically speaking, he hadn't offended anyone, so why did so many enemies suddenly appear?
Is this really caused by rumors spread by the dragon clan?
Everyone dispersed and sat down, but Wood was pulled by the Sith to the main seat. After sitting down, the patriarchs of other races looked even more puzzled. The main seat was where the referee of the forging conference sat. Why was Wood sitting there?
It’s over!
Wood knew that he wanted to be a referee, but he didn't know much about the Forging Conference, so he asked in a low voice:
"Senior brother, what are the rules of this blacksmithing conference? Please tell me first!"
Sith smiled and explained:
This is the dwarf's four-year forging conference. All the outstanding forging masters of the dwarf race basically came to Ironforge to participate in this grand event. A space was vacated in the central furnace of Ironforge, and many forgings were placed in it.
tool.
There are thousands of dwarves taking part in this competition. After the previous elimination rounds, there are now only 100 people participating. The dwarves are very grand about this forging conference. It has not even started yet, but the place is already full of people.
After a while, the dwarf audience caused a stir, and then groups of dwarf guards came out. Among these guards, the God of Forging was walking in the center, and the other dwarves shouted excitedly.
Wood smiled lightly and said:
"It turns out he was also staged!"
Then the God of Forging, surrounded by the dwarves, walked to the referee's seat, and then sat between Wood and Sith.
After a while, all the dwarves participating in the forging conference entered the venue. Wood looked carefully, but did not find Bob and Uncle Bray. He looked at the God of Forging in confusion, but the God of Forging seemed to know what Wood was thinking and said
:
"I asked them to do the task. After the forging conference is over, the resources we have to build will be huge."
Wood was relieved, but then he remembered that there was still a lot of material in Dalaran, so he asked:
"Can I help you with anything?"
The God of Forging smiled and glanced at Sith, then looked at Wood and said:
"No need, the resources of gods and divine grace are separate. I know you have a lot of resources, but we can't use them. Maybe you can keep them and put them to use in the future!"
The God of Forging said this, and Wood was not polite to him. Let's separate! After all, the resources in Dalaran are not his own.
During the chat, the forging conference had already begun. The dwarves began to select materials and then began to smelt. At the beginning, Wood was a little interested, but later on, Wood became more and more boring.
After all, Wood has now regained consciousness, and he is no longer the ignorant young man.
"When, when, when"
There were chaotic knocking sounds throughout Ironforge. Everyone was forging their own works very seriously. Time passed minute by second. In Wood's consciousness, most of these forged weapons were top-grade magic weapons.
, none of them are at the level of spiritual weapons.
This made Wood lose all interest, but when Wood saw the God of Forging, he found that the God of Forging was very serious. Wood was surprised. Could this level of forging also arouse the interest of the God of Forging?
Wood asked puzzledly:
"Among these weapons, are there any outstanding ones?"
The God of Forging looked at Wood and said:
"There is no weapon that catches my eye!"
Wood was even more puzzled, "Then what are you looking at?"
The God of Forging said:
"I'm looking at people. Each of these dwarves has outstanding talents. I need a lot of helpers now. Many of these dwarf blacksmiths have good talents. As long as I train them a little, they will be able to handle larger tasks."
The gods are gods, even their ideas are different. Wood is only interested in the finished product of forging, but the god of forging is interested in the people who forge. No wonder he became a god. This kind of person is serious about work and never strays from his profession in anything he does.
It would be strange if he didn’t become a god!
Through the God of Forging, Wood also realized a kind of responsibility, which is a responsibility that Wood should learn. For example, Wood's sect, except when the sect was just opened, Wood also taught martial arts to the disciples of the sect, but later,
I have completely become a hands-off shopkeeper.
No wonder those top leaders are dissatisfied. An irresponsible leader like Wood should really learn from the God of Forging!
Thinking of this, Wood closed his eyes and thought about all the knowledge in his brain. If all this knowledge was unearthed, it might be included in the history of the Divine Grace Continent.
The forging conference continued, and Wood's eyes did not open. There was the sound of metal crashing everywhere. However, under this chaotic noise, Wood actually entered a deep meditation space.
The forging conference lasted throughout the day, and until dusk, many dwarf blacksmiths completed their weapons. When these dwarf blacksmiths put their weapons on the referee's bench, the Sith and the God of Forging inspected them.
these weapons.
In fact, the two of them already knew the survival of the fittest, and they only picked it up to have a look. However, when the weapon was passed to Wood, Wood still did not open his eyes. There was no other way, so the weapon could only be placed in front of Wood.
Time is still passing, but there are more and more weapons in front of Wood. Slowly, hundreds of weapons have been placed. After the last dwarf handed in his weapon, the Sith and the God of Forging have also determined the winner.
.
Just when the two were about to speak, Wood suddenly opened his eyes.
Just when Wood's eyes opened, Sith's expression suddenly froze, because he was the only one who could feel the changes in Wood. This was a span of strength. Could it be that Wood had made progress?
Wood looked at the weapon in front of him and smiled, looked at the God of Forging and said:
"Do I want to test these weapons?"
The God of Forging stretched out his hand and said:
"Whatever! But try to hurry up, the forging conference is about to end!"
Because Wood didn't open his eyes during the inspection, the God of Forging didn't know what kind of eyesight Wood had, so he had to say this.
But Wood's test was beyond everyone's imagination. Wood put his hands on the table, and then his mental power exploded, and all the weapons in front of him floated out of thin air. This was not over yet. After all the weapons flew into the air,
Wood's mental power controlled these weapons to attack the air.
For a moment, the entire open space was filled with magical fighting energy. However, the released magic fighting energy did not spread to the surrounding area. All the magic fighting energy was intertwined in the air, and then some weapons fell to the ground.
At this time, everyone knew that the weapon that fell to the ground was not a mistake by Wood, but a weapon that was eliminated by Wood.
In the surrounding stands, the heads of other races almost stared out of their eyes when they saw this scene. Although these weapons are magic weapons, controlling these weapons to attack at the same time is such a powerful mental control!
The weapons and magic clash in the air continued, and batches of weapons were eliminated, with only 10 left in the end. Wood also stood up, clasping his hands and muttering something in his mouth, and then saw these weapons flying rapidly in the air.
They were intertwined like flying swords.
After the final sound of metal clashing, there was only one weapon left in the air. Of course, this weapon was the one that the Sith and the God of Forging had favored before!
After the weapon test was completed, Wood casually stretched out his hand, and the only remaining weapon in the air quickly flew into Wood's hand. Then Wood put the sword on the table and said:
"What do you think?"
The God of Forging laughed and said:
"Same!"
Then Sith stood up and said loudly:
"The winner of this forging conference!"
Sith raised the sword that Wood had put down and continued:
"That's it!"
In an instant, there was thundering applause from the entire Ironforge!