Wizarding World Beekeeper

The little flower essence was attracted by the sea of ​​gifted flowers in front of her.

She looked ahead for a moment, then looked back at Hua Mi with an inquiring look.

Hua Mi nodded, then flapped her wings and flew towards the sea of ​​flowers.

Wherever the flower essence flew, the gift flowers below seemed to sense something, and began to sway one after another. In an instant, they looked like a sea of ​​roiling fire.

The cans on the side were stunned, muttering something in Huonu language.

Hua Mi looked around and asked: "I noticed that there are no soldiers guarding the temple anymore. The war is completely over, right?"

Can Can shook his head: "We no longer disagree on whether to ascend to the fire elemental plane, but the war is not over. The two sides are now fighting over the construction of the temple."

"What's wrong with the construction of the temple?"

Hua Mi saw that the temple had not been completed yet, only a foundation had been built, and the fire could be seen from here.

The demon-breaking sword was still in the same place - Hua Mi inserted it there casually after using it.

"The kings on both sides had differences over the specifications and format of the temple."

"..."

In short, we just need to find an excuse to start a fight, right?

Hua Mi was too lazy to delve into Huo Nu's internal problems. As a normal human being, sometimes he really couldn't understand Huo Nu's brain circuits.

He controlled the Scout Bee to go around the temple.

This time nothing happened.

When he came last time, he had confirmed that after the temple blessed once, it would not bless it a second time. No matter if it was a blue fire bee or another bee, it would not be blessed again. It doesn't matter individually, it seems to be a one-off.

This time I came back after such a long time, but the blessing was still not triggered.

It seems to have nothing to do with time.

This temple can indeed only cast blessing once.

Hua Mi glanced at the little flower essence, who was dancing and moving on the sea of ​​flowers, enjoying herself.

"Let her play here by herself for a while."

Hua Mi decided not to disturb her happy time and went to the blacksmith with Can Can first.

While passing through an alley on the road, Hua Mi was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of this civil war.

Two Huo slave soldiers were struggling with each other in the alley.

One of them pinned the other down and hit his head with his fist, making a clanging sound. The suppressed soldiers did not admit defeat, their limbs flailed wildly, trying to counterpress.

The two sides just went back and forth, refusing to give in to each other.

Continuing to walk forward, we met another group of people fighting in a group.

The first impression Hua Mi had was that of a group of Lego fighting.

The only sound that could be heard was the clanking of metal, which was quite loud.

When both parties saw Hua Mi approaching, they immediately stopped fighting and hurriedly separated from each other. They stood respectfully on both sides and watched him walk through the middle.

After walking about ten meters away, Hua Mi heard another clanging sound of fighting behind her.

To be honest, children's fights are more fierce than this. Hua Mi wonders if they have agreed not to risk their lives and show off to their leaders.

If they had the same virtue during the Second Abyss War...then the human and elven soldiers who came to support them should be quite desperate.

On the contrary, the flying modrons in the sky fought more fiercely, attacking the target unambiguously, sending parts flying everywhere.

Soon, Hua Mi and Can Can passed through the fire lines and arrived at the blacksmith shop.

As soon as you enter, the strong smell of sulfur hits your nostrils.

The room was still the same, like a metal cave.

The blacksmith was holding his head against the ceiling, his body bound by chains, sitting behind the forging table, holding a flaming hammer, and beating a metal ingot mechanically and repeatedly.

Can Can walked up to him and said something.

The blacksmith didn't seem to be very interested in them at first. He didn't say anything and continued to do the work at hand.

But when Hua Mi took out the strange thumb-sized crystal, the hammer raised by the blacksmith hovered in mid-air.

Part of the flame on the hammer flowed back into the blacksmith's body, and his empty eyes instantly ignited.

Make a short syllable.

It means I want to take a look at it.

Hua Mi then stepped forward and placed the crystal - which he called the blood lapis lazuli - on the forging platform.

The blacksmith stretched out a big hand towards the blood lapis lazuli.

There was a soft sound of "clang", as if there was an attraction between the crystal and the crystal, and the crystal was instantly attracted to his metal palm.

Then, he held the crystal in both hands and observed it carefully for a while.

"Interesting... The properties of this crystal are very strange. Where did you get it?"

"A by-product of alchemy."

"No wonder, it doesn't look like a natural mineral... Do you mind if I smelt it away? This way we can explore its properties more deeply."

"Can."

Hua Mi answered happily.

Anyway, the purpose of his trip was to learn the properties and functions of the crystal. For this purpose, it was acceptable to consume the crystal.

Moreover, the properties of this crystal are very stable, and it should not produce any magical effects even if it is melted.

This Huonu blacksmith is an expert in this field, and he will definitely be able to sense if there is danger.

After receiving Hua Mi's permission, a fierce burning flame burst out from the blacksmith's hand.

The firepower lifted the crystal up and suspended it above the outer flame.

In this ferocious firepower, the crystal slowly melted and deformed starting from the outermost periphery. Soon, it melted into a ball of light cyan liquid.

The strange thing is that there are still bloodshot-like lines inside, as if they are completely unaffected by the fire.

"...interesting material..."

The blacksmith sighed and seemed to be immersed in some emotion, forgetting that there were two customers in front of him.

"What properties does it have?" Hua Mi asked.

"It has predatory characteristics." The blacksmith's attention was obviously still on the molten crystal, and his answer was a bit perfunctory.

Hua Mi didn't understand what this meant.

plunder?

What can be plundered by a crystal the size of a thumb?

Moreover, both he and the pseudo-flower essence came to the conclusion that the properties of this object are very stable. Even if it is violently forged or even melted, it will not produce any special magical effects.

"That's because you didn't activate it the right way."

The blacksmith finally turned his attention away from the spar and explained to him: "In addition to its predatory properties, this spar also has a high affinity for thunder and lightning. If you apply a strong enough thunder and lightning force to it, you will see it." to its true nature.”

As he spoke, the blacksmith placed the gradually condensed spar on the forging table. Then, he took out an awl-like tool from under the forging table with his left hand, pointed the tip at the spar, held the hammer head in his right hand, and struck the bottom of the awl hard. Go down.

clang--

There was a loud knocking sound in the room.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bah" sound.

The tip of the awl emits a strong blue-white arc.

The electric light was so bright that Hua Mi couldn't help but squint her eyes.

I saw the arc hitting the crystal accurately.

The latter suddenly jumped up, quickly fell down, and turned over on the forging table.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Mi saw that the blood-like lines inside the crystal seemed to become more conspicuous, causing the color tone of the entire crystal to shift from light cyan to light red.

He soon realized that what he saw was not an illusion.

The blood lines inside the crystal have spread to the surface in the blink of an eye, and continue to stretch outward, like living insects, longing for something.

To be honest, it is indeed a by-product of blood-sucking bees, which is a bit evil.