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Chapter 1067, The Carving Knife of Truth
The fragments were swallowed by the magma and gradually disappeared from sight.

Wu Heng prayed to all the gods and Buddhas he knew in his heart, his eyes fixed on the leaping molten core in the center.

The next second, the bright Molten Core suddenly dimmed, and the progress plummeted from 98.7% to 2.6%.

Wu Heng felt his heart suddenly shrink.

"Failed?" The empress floated to his shoulder, her voice filled with disappointment.

If successful, it should become brighter and brighter.

It suddenly became so dim, obviously it had failed.

Wu Heng nodded, sighed, and said, "Failure!"

The queen smacked her lips and said, "I told you to quit while you're ahead. Now everything is ruined, right?"

"The road to success is never bumpy." Wu Heng glanced at her, took out another rare item from the storage bag and threw it into the magma.

Each strange object made a hissing sound when it fell into the lava.

"Actually, the quality of the first two artifacts is quite good." The empress floated in front of him and said seriously, "There's no need to pursue perfection."

"Not enough." Wu Heng shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the Molten Core. "The Scale Armor and the Blood God Blade can fetch a good price on the market, but our goal isn't weapons of this level. We're more interested in improving our own combat effectiveness, and... possessing the power to fight against the gods."

The queen sighed and knew that what Wu Heng said made sense.

The cooperation between Treasure Island and Snake Emblem Group has an exaggerated ability to accumulate financial resources. Every time a ship travels to and from Treasure Island, it will be loaded with gold coins.

These gold coins are not just for display, they still need to be converted into combat power.

"But what if everything is used up or it fails?" The Queen couldn't help asking.

Wu Heng finally turned his head, a confident smile on his face. "Then collect another batch and continue smelting next time."

After a slight pause, he said, "Anyway, we are not short of money."

The queen rolled her eyes, but her tone softened. "It's up to you. You have the final say in our family!"

As the last strange object was thrown into the lava, the temperature in the cave suddenly rose.

Wu Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead and started another attempt.

Dusk.

Wu Heng came out with a gloomy face.

"Sir, do you want to seal the cave?" A dwarf official with a copper whistle came forward quickly, his attitude more respectful than usual.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, it feels more serious and oppressive than when fighting in the military camp.

It seems that the smelting is not going smoothly.

Wu Heng waved his hand, signaling him to do as he pleased.

Now in the entire Forgedeep, no one would dare to covet the Molten Core inside, and there is no progress at all.

"As you command!" The dwarf blew the copper whistle, and the heavy metal door slowly closed behind him with a dull roar.

The mountain road was empty, and the carriage from before was not waiting for him at the original location.

Wu Heng snorted lightly, took out his motorcycle and sat on it.

Amid the roar of the engine, the shadow quickly disappeared on the winding mountain road.

……

VIP building, dormitory.

The warm light casts a tinge of amber in the room.

Glenda was quietly flipping through a book, while Xiaoxiao and Benny gathered together to watch cartoons on the tablet, occasionally discussing a few words together.

When the door was pushed open, three pairs of eyes looked over at the same time.

"Uncle!" Xiaoxiao flew over instantly and circled Wu Heng twice. "What good stuff did you find today?"

Wu Heng hung his coat on the hanger by the door and scratched his head, "Nothing happened!"

"He, in his pursuit of perfect artifacts, never managed to melt anything." The empress floated over the coffee table and spoke slowly, "In the end, he used up all the artifacts he collected."

Glenda glanced over and asked, "Not a single one has been accomplished?"

"It's not completely fruitless." Wu Heng sat down on the chair, "At least I've figured out some patterns."

"You're being stubborn." The Queen said softly.

"How's the situation over there?" Wu Heng asked, changing the subject.

Glenda gestured towards the package on the table, "8 complete artifacts, 11 fragments."

Then he said, "But now the market prices have begun to soar."

"Well, if we go to collect them every day, the price will definitely go up." Wu Heng nodded and took out a space ring from his arms.

Then he took out one rare item after another and placed them all over the wooden table and the ground around it.

"Wow!" Xiao Xiao flew over and looked at a two-handed battle axe. "Didn't they say there were no new items?"

The empress smiled and said, "Today, a foolish dwarf leader tried to steal our progress on Molten Core, but he got beaten up by your uncle. These are all spoils of war."

"A fight? If you had known, why didn't you call me?" Xiaoxiao waved his fist in the air.

Glenda asked, "What's going on? A conflict with the dwarves at this time?"

Then, the queen recounted the story.

When they heard the other party's words of closing the mountain and some insulting ridicule, they all gnashed their teeth in anger.

"That's too much!" Xiaoxiao waved her little fist.

"Yes, he was a bit rude, but he also got beaten up pretty badly by your uncle." The empress blinked. "He's probably still lying down recovering from his injuries!"

"Who is it? Have we met before?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"I haven't seen him before. He's new here..."

Wu Heng did not participate in the discussion, but instead concentrated on examining each piece of trophy.

The six rare items were of good quality. Although they were of little use to him, he could take them back and sell them. It would be a waste to use them for materials.

Dong dong dong~!

There was a gentle knock on the door. Wu Heng put away all the strange objects and opened the door, only to see a dim corridor.

Letili was standing outside the door in a dark red long dress, her slender legs faintly visible at the slit.

With light makeup on her face, gold earrings and a pearl necklace, she looked like a lady about to attend a ball.

"What's wrong? Why are you dressed so beautifully?" Wu Heng asked curiously.

Letili was a little embarrassed, but she seemed to be forcing herself to be calm when she said, "My lord, today I went to several famous taverns in Deepforge and prepared some dwarven delicacies and fine wines. Please come and try them."

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows, remembering that they had talked about having the chance to try the dwarven food together.

"Okay, I'm a little hungry too." Wu Heng turned around and greeted the ghosts in the house, then went to the next room with Letili.

By candlelight.

The long table was covered with a dark green tablecloth, and on the table were a variety of sumptuous foods.

"I heard that this kind of wine is very famous in Deepforge. My lord, please try it and see if it suits your taste. If not, we have roasted wine here!" Letili picked up the wine jug, filled a glass, and leaned over to present it to him.

A strand of hair fell down and brushed across the back of Wu Heng's hand, and a faint fragrance emanated from her body.

"Okay!" Wu Heng took the wine glass and took a sip. "Not bad! The taste is not that strong."

Letili smiled and then asked, "Sir, have you made any gains these past few days? I see Xiaoxiao and the others buying rare items at the market every day."

"It's not going very smoothly." Wu Heng sighed softly.

"It's okay." Letili spoke subconsciously, then lowered her head and said, "Sir, you are so powerful, you will definitely be able to successfully smelt the rare item you want."

"I'll lend you some good words!"

Letili covered her lips and chuckled, the golden earrings on her earlobes swaying gently with her movements, and then she glanced over here cautiously.

He sat down next to Wu Heng from the opposite side, cut off a piece of steak, and passed the silver fork to Wu Heng's lips, "Sir, try this, I heard it's very delicious too."

Wu Heng looked up at her in surprise, the tips of his ears, which were unique to the elves, were already red.

It seemed like blood would drip out.

Before she could withdraw her hand, Wu Heng opened his mouth and ate it, chewing it twice. "Not bad, you should try it too."

Letili smiled even more and nodded. While eating herself, she introduced the names of the food, cut it and put it to his mouth. Wu Heng also ate it bite by bite.

After finishing the pot of wine, Letili stood up to get more wine.

Suddenly, she cried out "Ouch!" and fell to one side. Wu Heng instinctively caught her waist, his palm sinking into the silky smooth fabric. Letili took the opportunity to fall onto his lap, her shoulder strap slipping down to reveal a large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Did you twist your ankle?" Wu Heng asked.

Letili didn't answer, but simply traced his brow bone with her fingertips, finally stopping at his mouth. "My lord, on Treasure Island, I envied Madam Shannella's courage, and I also envied Miss Minnie and the others..."

His breath smelled of wine, "I don't want to lose you!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the entire glass of wine, with a few drops sliding down his neck into his clothes.

Without waiting for Wu Heng to react, she suddenly held his face and kissed him gently.

As the warm wine entered his mouth, Wu Heng felt teased, like a tentative kitten.

Wu Heng also put his arms around the other person's waist, lifted up her long skirt, and Letili cooperated by raising her arms.

Outside the window, the moonlight quietly climbed up the window frame, casting the entangled figures on the wall.

……

dungeon!

Commander Ferrari slammed his iron fist on the prison door, and the sound of metal collision echoed in the claustrophobic space.

"You cowards!" Ferrari roared, shaking the iron bars. "I fought to the death for the honor of my people, and you bowed to that outsider?"

Leander stood outside the prison door, the wrinkles on his face appearing much deeper in the firelight.

The voice was deep, "Honor? You almost started a war. I have reported this to the capital and the association headquarters."

Ferrari suddenly fell silent, staring at the other man intently. "What...did you write in the letter?"

"Everything I learned." Leander looked him straight in the eye. "With so many people present, I can only write the truth. I can't hide it!"

"You~!" Ferrari roared, "We've known each other for so many years, and you're going to ruin my future for a passerby?"

Leander ignored his rant and continued, "He's going to take you with him when he leaves... I advise you to be quiet for a while. Perhaps you can still get news from the leaders."

Ferrari took a half step back, looking confused and uncertain.

Leander sighed and turned away.

The heavy footsteps gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving only Ferrari gasping in the darkness.

……

The dungeon was eerily quiet late at night.

Ferrari lay on the hard bed, the wound under the bandage aching slightly.

Healing potions can treat injuries, but serious fractures still require some time to recover.

Of course, as long as it is not a broken limb, it can be restored to its original state later.

Just when he finally fell into a deep sleep, a childish voice suddenly rang out, "Is this the bearded man that uncle defeated? He looks like a pirate..."

"Shh! He seems to be awake."

Ferrari sat up suddenly and looked around warily, "Who?"

Inside the cell, it was dark and silent, with not a single person in sight.

Even though I fully opened my senses, I didn't notice anyone suspicious.

Hallucination?

Ferrari muttered and lay down again.

"Holy shit!" Ferrari rolled to create some distance, then assumed a fighting stance. "Come out! Treasure Island bastard!"

After a brief silence.

"Why does he talk like that? It's so ugly!"

"Maybe it's because he's not well-educated! There's no direct correlation between rank and education."

"Oh! He is indeed quite annoying."

Ferrari's eyes widened as he stared at the empty air. "What the hell!"

next second.

Ferrari's right hand rose uncontrollably and slammed into the stone wall.

Ah!
Flari's face was etched with pain. At the same time, the pottery jars and plates on the dining table on the side suddenly floated up and smashed towards him in front of his horrified eyes.

For a moment, everything was in chaos.

When the guards rushed over after hearing the noise, they saw Ferrari huddled in the corner, startled and startled, as if he was guarding against something.

……

In a flash, three days later.

Early in the morning, Wu Heng picked up his phone, checked the time, and got up to leave.

Letili drowsily grasped the corner of Wu Heng's clothes, her voice lazily still conscious, "Are you leaving so early?"

Wu Heng leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "I'm going to Molten Core. Wait for me to come back."

As he spoke, his fingertips brushed through her messy long hair, which still retained the scent of last night's rose essential oil.

After getting dressed, Wu Heng tiptoed back to his room.

The four ghosts were already ready to go. Xiaoxiao was floating in front of the window teasing a spider covered in a glass cup.

"Uncle! Are we ready to set off?" Xiaoxiao said.

"Let's go!" Wu Heng nodded.

The four ghosts disappeared quietly and walked out together.

Wu Heng has been using Molten Core these days.

But the effect was still not ideal, and the strange item he wanted did not appear.

The purchases at the market have also reached a limit. Most of the rare items that can be used as materials have been confiscated. Wu Heng and the ghosts discussed and decided to return to Treasure Island after using all the remaining rare items today.

It really took too long to come out.

Moreover, the ghost train has recorded this location, so it will be more convenient to come here next time.

……

All the way to the cave.

Rolling heat waves distorted the air.

Wu Heng stood in front of the magma pool, ready to start throwing in the strange objects.

Xiao Xiao said from the side: "Uncle, don't worry, we are here today. With the luck of five people, there will definitely be something good."

The other three ghosts also smiled.

"Now that you mention it, I also feel that something good will definitely come out this time." Wu Heng smiled and threw the strange objects into the boiling magma one by one.

75.9%87.6%, Wu Heng stared at the number. 99.5%!

The light of the Molten Core became more dazzling, and Wu Heng's eyes also fixed.

Although it has not reached 100%, it is very close to the goal.

The ghosts did not speak, but waited for Wu Heng's decision.

Wu Heng walked to the side and suddenly pulled the gate. The magma receded like the tide, revealing a black object in the center!

"Is this... an iron nail?" Xiaoxiao immediately floated over and looked at it carefully.

Wu Heng used [Activate Object] and the nail flew up from the bottom of the pool. He stared at it and information appeared.

【Truth Carving Knife (Unusual Item)】

【Effect: Tampering, rule etching.】

【Side effect: Instant death curse.】

(Description: An item with special rules that can display special powers.)
【Tampering】: When carving on the surface of any text/rune, its original meaning can be distorted.

[Rule Etching]: When writing directly in the air, it can temporarily create false "rules".

[Instant Death Curse]: Use three times in 24 hours to trigger the instant death curse.

Wu Heng's eyes narrowed.

It's not a nail, it's a carving knife!

(End of this chapter)