Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 100 The storm is coming

"By the way, Durol, didn't you go forging with other craftsmen?" Lord asked tentatively.

"No! I won't get involved with those people clamoring to reforge a broken sword! A broken sword means its forger is unqualified, and there's no point in reforging it, including the user!"

Hearing Dulor say this, Lord broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as he was trying to find an excuse to slip away, he suddenly saw a young dwarf apprentice running towards him, panting, with an anxious look on his face.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Master Durol! Master Durol!" the apprentice quickly approached and shouted, "Over there... Over there, there's a problem with the core furnace for reforging Elsword! Several masters are unsure, so we need you to go and take a look yourself!"

"Elsword? Reforged?" The smile on Duror's face instantly disappeared. He stared at the dwarf snow apprentice: "Boy, what's going on?! What do you mean by reforged Elsword!?"

"Ah!?" The dwarf apprentice's eyes were as clear as a college student who hadn't yet graduated. "Isn't it the Human Rights Sword, Elsword? It was said that Lord Lord requested it."

Hearing him say this, Dulor suddenly turned his head and looked at Lord with sharp eyes.

Lord's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

He opened his mouth, but before he could explain, Durol grabbed his arm with incredible strength: "Tell me! What happened to my Elsword? Why does it need to be reforged?!"

The apprentice then realized that he was in trouble. Seeing Master Dulor's face suddenly turn pale and Lord's embarrassed expression, he shrank his neck in fear and stammered, not daring to speak anymore.

"Master Dulor, please calm down." Lord tried to comfort him.

"Calm down!? How can you expect me to calm down!" Durol roared, and the spit flying around made Lord lean back immediately. "Elsword is the best work I've ever forged. How could it possibly break?!"

The commotion here immediately attracted people nearby, even Noen and Celie rushed over after hearing the noise.

Seeing that Durol was about to eat Lord, Noen hurriedly stepped forward and stood between the two of them.

"Master Durol! Please calm down!" Norn tried to calm the situation. "Elsword was broken when it was fighting against a terrifying existence. In order to protect us all, it endured a force far beyond its limit!"

"Nonsense! How could there be such a terrifying thing in this world! It must be you who doesn't know how to use it!" Du Luoer shook his head and didn't believe it at all.

"What if such a thing does exist?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Do you know how many rare materials I put in it? Some of them are even the special ores used to forge Org, unless..."

Durol's roar stopped abruptly, as if he had thought of something. He stared at Lord, and then looked at Celie who was standing beside him with a calm face.

"Could it be?" Du Luoer's voice suddenly dropped, trembling with disbelief, "You really fought against gods?"

The surroundings instantly fell into dead silence.

In fact, there have been rumors before that a human and his companion who obtained both Orge and Atos fought against the gods.

But no one dared to take it seriously.

Now that we hear the person involved admit it, we can imagine how shocked he is.

Fighting against gods? This was beyond their imagination!

Lord didn't deny it, just nodded.

Durol grabbed Lord's hand and let go unconsciously.

He stumbled back a step, the anger in his heart replaced by great shock, followed by unspeakable glory?

Just as Som had said before, once he knew that his work was broken by the legendary god, Duror was not so angry anymore.

To put it in that way.

This is not surprising!

"I see. Lord Lord, let me ask you, did Elsword have any effect?"

"Yes, Master Durol," Lord said solemnly, "Elsword was gloriously severed in the battle with the gods. He played his part."

Without the magic replenishment of Elsword, the magic of the Holy Sword Orger alone would not be able to directly defeat the divine attack of the Skywing tribe.

Even the barrier created by the opponent's final magic power protected everyone.

After listening to what Lord said, Dulor fell silent.

After a long while, he raised his head.

"I understand, Lord Lord!" He turned and shouted at the dwarven craftsmen who were watching, "Did you hear that? My holy sword was broken on the battlefield against the gods! It is absolutely not a disgrace to my craftsmanship!"

In fact, all the dwarf craftsmen present never doubted Duror's craftsmanship.

Among the dwarves, the other party's forging level is enough to rank in the top five.

The only pity is that the other party is not the same craftsman who forged Org, otherwise it would definitely be recorded in the history of the dwarves.

"Take me there! I want to see what kind of problems those guys have encountered that require my help!"

Dulor said this to the dwarf apprentice.

He gave Lord a last deep look and wanted to say something, but in the end he only left a promise: "Sir Lord, we will return you a complete and more powerful Elsword! This time, it will definitely become a holy sword of the same level as Orger!" After that, he strode towards the dwarf workshop without looking back.

Lord watched Dulor disappear at the end of the road, his heart filled with gratitude.

In the sunset, Lord was about to go back when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

He thought it was Celia, but it turned out to be another elf.

"It's been a long time, Lord."

Lord turned around and saw Kraft leaning against a big tree. The elf warrior had become much thinner than the last time they met, and even his long green hair had turned into the short hair he remembered in his later life.

"Kraft!" Lord came forward in surprise. "Have you met Norn, Eric and the others?"

"I've seen them. They've become powerful warriors now, especially Eric. He even showed off his magic to me." Kraft approached. "I heard you're preparing a powerful spell?"

Lord nodded and pointed to Celia who was busy in the distance: "Well, I can't tell you the specific situation, but you can look forward to it."

Kraft's eyes followed Celia's figure, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He suddenly felt fortunate that Lord had kidnapped Celie. Otherwise, with the other party's unwillingness to leave the Elf Forest, she would have died under the demon's divine attack long ago.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "You know, Lord, I think of the last scene of the Elf Forest every night.

The demonic attack devoured everything, including those underage elves and ancient trees. They all disappeared under the demonic attack. I could even feel their despair."

A gust of wind blew by. Kraft took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"No, I understand." Lord said softly, "Hatred can sometimes be a force. As long as we don't let it consume us, that's all."

Kraft shook his head. "Right now, I just want to chop off every demon's head with my own hands. I sincerely hope that your magic can inflict heavy damage on the demons, Lord."

"Most definitely!"

Chapter 101 I Will Bring Them Victory

One month later, the decisive battle.

The demons who commanded the monster army were extremely excited.

The coalition forces, which had been hiding behind the tall walls of the Elf Kingdom for several months, now unexpectedly came out of the city to fight a decisive battle with them.

They wanted to see how the elves and dwarves could fight against their army without the help of the Skywing.

At first, the Dwarf King tried to lead the demon army into a canyon, but the demon commanders were very cunning and were not fooled at all.

In the end, the location of the decisive battle was chosen to be on the plain called Gri.

The grassland, which should have been full of vitality, has now been eroded by evil spirits, and the air is filled with a foul smell.

Not far away, a dense army of monsters was slowly advancing towards the coalition forces like a black torrent.

Each demon clan can control different monsters. These monsters are all crowded together without any queue. Once they fall behind or fall, they will be trampled to death by the monsters behind.

It can be seen that there is no unified command within the demon clan, and the attacks are launched entirely based on the preferences of different demon clans.

"It seems that the false god did not directly command those demons."

Located on a high platform behind the coalition forces, Lord could clearly see every move of the monster army.

"They are lined up in such a dense formation. Aren't these guys afraid of the magicians of the coalition forces?" Celie said.

If I were to take action, I could easily kill dozens or even hundreds of monsters with just a rain of arrows or a beam of light.

If all the magicians of the coalition attacked at the same time, these monster armies would inevitably suffer heavy losses.

"Do you think you should kill all these monsters first? Or should you exhaust your own magic power first?" Lord pointed at the countless monsters. "Once you magicians lose your fighting power, the demons on the other side will unleash their magic, and our warriors will have to withstand it."

In fact, what Lord was most worried about was that the demons would use the same old tricks again and launch a devastating attack on the coalition forces.

For this purpose, he specially asked the Elf King to arrange many scouts to pay attention to the demons' every move.

Judging from the current intelligence, the demons do not seem to intend to do so.

Perhaps in the eyes of the demons, the coalition forces that have lost the Skywing Clan and the Forest of Elves are no longer worth it for them to do so, and they only need to drown them with an infinite number of monsters.

Moreover, unleashing divine strikes consumes a lot of energy from the demons. Unleashing two divine strikes in a row may have exhausted the magic power of those demons. This is also an important factor.

I'm afraid those demons didn't expect that there was someone in the coalition who could release divine attacks.

They were careless after all.

The monster army kept approaching, irritating the nerves of every soldier in the coalition.

"Come on, let's get started!"

On the platform, Lord stood in the front, Celia and Olivia stood behind him, and behind them were thousands of allied magicians, including Norn and Eric.

Lord held the divine sword Orger tightly in both hands, and the exclusive scabbard holy relic stone tablet was quietly placed in front of him.

Beside him, the Holy Sword Atos was suspended in mid-air, and the soft halo emanating from the sword formed a barrier that enveloped everyone.

On the other side is the reforged Human Rights Sword Elsword.

Lord specially added a magic that could sever the connection between monsters and gods. In this way, the attacked monsters would be completely destroyed and would not cause any harm to the grassland.

As Lord began to release magic power first, others followed suit.

Everyone released all their magic power according to the magic circle improved by Lord. These magic powers gathered together to form a huge energy network covering the entire platform.

The core of this network is the three swords in front of Lord.

This is the pseudo-divine strike technique that Lord created through his research on the divine strike of the Skywing Clan.