Ascension

Chapter 19 Rare Metal Blue Gold

"Forget it, I don't have time to take care of you, so just ask for luck!"

Sikongwei threw away a semi-finished heat-resistant suit, turned his head and saw Tu Shi and Dan Muer struggling to support, quickly gave up the plan to drive Ye Hanjun, turned around and rushed into the core forging room.

"Accelerator! Accelerator! Bring me a bottle of Accelerator!"

"That's right! There are also rust flowers, choose the largest plant! ... Forget it! I can't care about so many, bring them all to me!"

Tu Long is not young, he is not the same as Jiang Yongnian.

When he was pulling his throat and roaring, the sound was like a torrent of bells, making people's eardrums buzz.

Sikongwei responded and ran to the left. After finding the pile of instruments where the target was, he jumped in and searched for it.

A miraculous scene happened at the same time, all kinds of needles that were originally inserted in his chest flew into the air.

There is a silk thread tied at the end of them, flying up and down as if they are spiritual.

It only took five or six seconds to reach the shelf on the right, pick the sharp needle inside, and fly back together with a medicine box in hand.

Power... "Mysterious Needle"!
This is the F-rank authority, the tailor, the only active authority.

Its effect is to control the flying needle. It can be used to weave clothes when it is serious, and it can be used to sneak attack when it is not serious. It depends on whether the master is smart or not.

At this time, Sikong Wei is using the mysterious needle to divide his mind into two purposes, and obtain the two materials that Tu Long wants at the same time in the shortest possible time.

"Give me the combustion accelerant! Throw the rust flower directly in!"

Tu Long shouted loudly, and he took out a big hammer out of nowhere, his flushed face was full of enthusiasm.

"Just a little! Almost succeeded!"

"This is one of the secret recipes of the dwarves, and they will never sell it!"

"I took the finished metal fragments and studied them for three full years... I have a hunch that the rare metal "Blue Gold" will be reproduced by me soon!I can craft stronger and sharper weapons! "

Tu Long was so excited that he danced his hands and feet, his expression became more and more crazy.

Sikong Wei just threw the rust flower into the forging platform, he jumped ten meters high, and easily swung a hammer that was about the size of his body.

There were only a few bangs, the hammer hit some kind of hard object, sparks splashed and fell to the ground, leaving scorched black holes one after another.

"Crack-"

The combustion accelerant was thrown to the bottom of the forging platform, and in an instant, the torch monkey and the rocket frog seemed to help.

Two jets of flame, one thick and one thin, burst out with more brilliant light. The fire is raging and the heat wave is raging. As far as the eye can see, it looks like a miniature lava purgatory.

"Not good! The texture of the metal has changed! The fusion has stopped!"

Tu Long couldn't hold on to his laughter for a few minutes, and with his eyebrows trembling, a new round of explosions suddenly occurred in the cauldron.

Fragments visible to the naked eye broke away from the main body and hit the wall of the tripod. There was a bang, and a half-meter-long crack was clearly visible.

"Tu Shi, failed, the furnace is going to be fried!"

As a fire-attribute magic apprentice, Dan Moore's ability to perceive flames is second only to weapon master Tu Long.

His arms were crossed over his chest, but he still couldn't contain his trembling body.

Fear burns the heart like a raging fire, and the sky collapses and the earth explodes in the mind. The broken limbs and arms fall into the flames like a goddess, and what is left in the end is nothing more than pieces of black charcoal that no one cares about.

"Impossible! Why did it lose stability! Which step went wrong?!"

Tu Long was not overwhelmed by death, only dazed and further madness flickered in his eyes.

He jumped up again, and the hammer fell down again, trying in vain to force several different substances to forcibly complete the fusion through brute force.

When that sound shook and fell into the world.

Sikong Wei let out a muffled snort, and suddenly fell to the ground, with a stream of blood flowing out of his mouth, nose and ears, and his spirit fell to the bottom in an instant.

As a contracted spirit, the hyena rat anxiously circled around.

But it has no ability to resist the flames. A distance of tens of meters is like a moat to it. It can neither advance nor retreat.

"……Or not?"

This time, Tu Long was dizzy and lost his mind.

Reflected in his eyes, the bright substance not only failed to merge with each other, but peeled off a piece.

It was like a meteorite hitting the ground, rubbing against his ears and flying out, smashing a huge hole in an instant.

"Tu Shi, retreat!"

"Forging can fail, if people are buried with them, there is no chance to start all over again!"

Dan Moore spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and persuaded again.

At that time, the torch monkey stopped outputting flames, turned around and stood in front of its owner, using its strong body to block the fragments that might splash.

"Ugh……"

Tu Long sighed heavily, and his spirit disappeared from his pupils, as if he had aged ten years.

But just when he turned his body and wanted to use the power of his legs to get out of the most dangerous explosion area.

A black shadow passed by his side, bringing a gust of cool wind.

"Huh?!" Tu Long suddenly stopped, staring like copper bells.

This is a figure?How can it be!

"I'm rough!" At the moment of lightning, Sikong Wei wanted to smash his eyes to see if he was blind or hallucinating.

They were all running for their lives, even Tu Shi didn't try to be brave anymore, and decided to give up the results of his long-term research.

And that person—Jun Han!Haven't left yet? !
What is he going to do?Alone close to the forging table... Is it too long? !
Sikong Wei's lips trembled, he lost the ability to think for a short time, his head was a mess.

"Master Tu, you have made three mistakes that cannot be ignored."

"First, the forging table is not advanced enough and does not provide effective support, which indirectly leads to a straight-up increase in forging difficulty."

"Secondly, the pattern on the Rocket Frog's back is too dim, and it is suspected of being over-fatigued. It continued to forge without sufficient rest, and the flames it ejected could not remain stable at all."

A faint voice sounded, obviously without any amplification of power, but it fell on everyone's heartstrings, but it was as enthusiastic as the sound of bells and drums.

Sikongwei's eyes couldn't help but widen, his mouth opened wide until the dullness filled his cheeks, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Dan Muer, who was hugged by the torch monkey and retreated crazily, was shocked when he heard the words, and also doubted whether he was hearing hallucinations.

This voice... Mr. Han?
Instead of retreating, he approached the forging platform with a frail body, and even wandered around in the courtyard, still having the energy to express his own views?
Is this world too crazy, or is this young man with a bad brain and a complete neurosis? !

"Hey...the analysis makes sense!"

Tu Long paused when he was about to kick his legs.

The bewilderment and loss subsided for a short time, and the expression of thinking that rose up instead, was somewhat out of place in this fiery place of purgatory.

"Third, the key to the serious imbalance in forging is that you are eager for success and add too many rust flowers."

"Rust flower is a spiritual material of heaven and earth that contains rich gold elements. Just adding a little of ordinary material can have a stable and strengthening effect."

"But it's a pity that what you want to forge is fused metal. Just being hard doesn't mean it's right. The soldiers will perish if they are strong, and the wood will break if they are strong. Everything should be in moderation."

"Based on these few problems, plus the possible mistakes in the early stage of smelting, the mistakes added to the mistakes, the final result is naturally the fryer."

"...It makes sense...Maybe it's like this!"

Tu Long's eyes lit up, as if a ray of light dispelled the haze in his heart, the intense excitement stimulated his brain, so that his limbs trembled violently.

"Failure is unavoidable, but I see that you have Ice Spirit Flower and Redbud Grass here, so you should be able to control part of the loss."

Mr. Yehan didn't have time to look back, and the movements of his hands were not as calm as the tone of his voice.

With a burning sensation that seemed to be scorching, he pulled out a medicine box from the overturned shelf, chipped open the lid with gravel, and took out a purple long grass inside.

Then, one of the petals of the Ice Spirit Flower discovered earlier had been crushed, and the juice was applied to the neck, forearms, and thighs to form a temporary insulation layer.

The rest is held in the left hand, paired with redbud grass, the two plants are stacked together, and ground again with gravel.

It doesn't need to be ground into powder, it just needs to be rotten to the point where it becomes juice. Lord Yehan grabbed it quickly, took two steps forward, aimed at the forging tripod and threw it vigorously.

"puff!"

The strength of the arms is not as good as before, and the degree of control over the body is almost nonexistent.

Fortunately, the forging table was ten meters high, and even if the accuracy was off, the final landing point was not wrong.

The powder of Ice Spirit Flower and Bauhinia Grass successfully hit the forging object!

In an instant, the clouds were steaming, and a large amount of water vapor escaped everywhere.

The forging table, which was about to explode at any moment, cooled down rapidly.

A second ago, there was still a dull pain between the eyebrows, and the whole body was shrouded in the crisis of death.

The limbs suddenly lightened in the next second, and the whole person was like a drowning person who had just landed, gasping for breath and still in shock.

"call--"

Lord Ye Han felt relieved, he could no longer suppress his exhaustion, he stumbled back five or six steps, and accidentally bumped into a hot pillar, his back was burning and painful.

Then, there was a throbbing pain in the heart, and the blood in the whole body suddenly accelerated, and the mouth of the throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when the neck was raised.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Resisting fainting, Lord Yehan lowered his head to inspect the burnt rags and rags of his clothes, the blood-red skin was clearly visible at a glance.

This time, it is more or less suspected of risking one's life...

If he made a wrong step and failed to restrain the fryer, with his current fragile body, it might be a disaster.

"Forging...stopped?!"

Sikong Wei was dumbfounded, as if he had received an electric shock, and his mind was in a state of half-stupid half-stupid.

Dan Muer on the other side also had a hellish expression, stuck there like a log, his eyes almost popped out.

Holding his torch monkey by the waist, he realized that the crisis was easily resolved, so he couldn't help slowing down, and his supposedly fierce aura was gradually taken over by the ignorant circle.

"Ice Spirit Flower plus Bauhinia Grass, there is such a strange effect?!"

Tu Long was the one who was the most shocked, but also the one who reacted the fastest.

After a few dodges, he rushed in front of Mr. Yehan, squatted down and met his eyes.

On one side are big eyes like copper bells, on the other side are bloodshot and tired pupils, and the surrounding air passively stagnates.

"Tell me quickly, why are the Ice Spirit Flower and Bauhinia Grass able to produce such a chilling air?"

"Also, shouldn't there be a more violent frying reaction when strong fire meets strong ice? Why did the forging stop instead? What's the reason for this?!"

(End of this chapter)