Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 332. 321. [Turbid Flow] Great Sword

"Come on, come here. It's cool in this room."

Berengar led Lane to a small hut built next to the smelting room.

As soon as he entered, the cool feeling immediately dissipated the high temperature of the smelting room.

Lane walked in. It seemed that Berengar had been here for a long time, so that he could observe the operation of this equipment all the time.

The small room is a simple lounge structure, a set of tables and chairs, a bed, and a glove box.

"Replenish the magic power of that crystal, and send a large amount of ore and monster materials at one time, all of which require the levitation skills of the warlocks. So they planned a rest station here, and now I use it the most."

Berengar arranged Lann on the chair very familiarly, while he reached out and groped under the bed.

He explained as he bent over.

"This house has been enchanted by the sorceresses, and the heat will be directly discharged into the sea water under the reef. Of course, this also requires regular recharging."

"Aha! I found it! This thing is too long and heavy. It can't even fit in the storage box. It can only be put under the bed."

Lan En ignored Berengar's complaints and his eyes were fixed on the long wooden box.

An expectant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Open it, Berengar."

The long-faced witcher smiled confidently: "Of course, of course. This is a good sword that took me three days and two nights to forge. Of course I will open it. Just look at it."

The long wooden box was opened, and a huge black sword appeared in front of Lan En.

Berengar seems to have used some unique forging method. The Valyrian steel should have a wavy pattern like the Damascus pattern.

The black is like black smoke, and the white is bright and cold.

But on this huge sword, black and white are divided into two distinct parts.

The blade of the sword is so bright that it can illuminate the silhouette of a person, while the spine of the sword, which is mainly under pressure, is pure black that gives people a thick feeling.

The shape of the sword is very conventional, but the size is extraordinary.The width is one palm, the total length is 1.8 meters, and the thickness is close to a knuckle.

The handguard part does not use a cross sword grid, but is more like a whole flat rectangular iron block, which is directly installed on it.

Lane guessed it was for counterweight.

The hilt of the sword is wrapped in circles by a roll of white linen, which is non-slip and moisture-proof.

In short, this is a giant sword that is more fierce, deterrent and destructive than the great sword from old Robert that Lan En used urgently!

"Wow."

Lan En raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to express his admiration.

Berengar readily accepts this.

"So you can use this sword well, Lann. Even if I use Valyrian steel, the total weight of this sword still reaches more than 50 kilograms. I have calculated that if it is made of ordinary steel, this sword The sword probably weighs more than [-] kilograms."

Lane declined to comment on the claims.

He stepped forward and bent down, picked up the hilt of the sword wrapped in linen in the wooden box with the palm of his hand.

There is a lot of weight in the hand, and when he actually holds the sword in his hand, this weight makes him feel a comfortable satisfaction.

For fighters, the weight of weapons is reassuring.

"Hold it with both hands, hold it with both hands, if you dodge your waist, it won't take a day and a half."

Before Berengar finished his exhortation, his mouth began to open and close unconsciously, but he forgot to match it with his throat, so he couldn't make a sound.

Lan En held the hilt of the sword with one hand, straightened up smoothly, and his pair of shiny cat eyes followed the giant sword closely.

The two hearts began to beat violently, and the pumped blood made the body stronger.

Faint hot air overflowed from the corners of Lan En's mouth and teeth.

Hanging fifty kilograms of weight outside a person's body and starting to swing it will undoubtedly completely destroy the stability of a person's center of gravity.

But with the blessing of the core knowledge of [Bear School of Swordsmanship], Lan En has been training his focus well.

He lifted the whole sword neatly, because it has a wider area than ordinary weapons, which brings more airflow.

When Lan En lifted the sword, these air currents even engulfed the dust in the cracks in the floor.

A small tornado of dust rolled out at the distance from the sword tip to the ground!

With a little effort, Lan En lifted the giant sword with one hand and carried it to his shoulder.

The blade of the giant sword does not pursue sharpness. It is originally used for attacking fortifications. A blade that is too sharp will make it fragile in a collision.

"Crack!"

The heel of the giant sword's blade pressed against the leather shoulder armor of the high bear school armor, making a powerful crisp sound.

It wasn't that the blade damaged the shoulder armor, it was that after the blade rested on the shoulder, the plate armor inside the whole set of armor shook!
"A fine sword, Berengar!"

Grip, center of gravity, weight, toughness The quality of Valyrian steel supports such an unusual size.

Under normal circumstances, for a two-handed sword with a blade thickness of half a centimeter, the front end of the blade will automatically deform and bend under the force of gravity when it is lifted horizontally.

The shape of this sword is larger, but the blade can be straighter and smoother.

Berengar sat beside him 'Abaaaba' for a long time, and it wasn't until Lane put the sword on his shoulder that he finally returned to normal.

"My Meritelli"

The long-faced witcher kept smacking his mouth, his impression of Lan En's combat power was still before the young man had installed the [Second Heart].

After that, Lan En never showed his current physical fitness in front of him.

"Okay. I can see that your hands are itchy and want to chop something. Anyone who gets a good sword will think so. But let's discuss it. How about you wait until you get out? I'm afraid you will kill me. This set of things designed was rubbed."

Berengar curled his lips with a complicated expression.

He also likes a good sword, and wants to wield the sword he made himself, but he has self-knowledge.

And now he is more concerned about his own set of smelting and processing equipment.

Naturally, Lan En would not start practicing at this time, and Berengar specially prepared a set of leather straps for him to carry the sword on his back.

Because of the heavy weight of this sword, the leather strap cannot be as simple as the strap of an ordinary longsword.

This is a set of suspenders that distribute the weight over the shoulders, back, and waist, similar in shape to a modern combat vest.

There is an iron ring on the back, which is used to hook and hang with the iron ring on the sword grid.

"By the way, what is this sword called? A good sword should have a good name."

Putting the giant sword on his back, Lan asked Berengar while moving his body to adapt to the increased weight.

"Just hitting this sword will cost me half my life, and I'm not good at naming it. Well, it's not bad to name it after the casting place. [Dark Water], how about it?"

The dark water, also known as the muddy water village.Lan En automatically completed the conversion in his mind.

"Very well, this sword is called [Zhuo Liu]."

Berengar pursed his lips: "Actually, is there a possibility that you don't have to ask my name?"

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