Fleck knew that his job was about to be completed, and he only traveled a hundred miles and a half ninety. Even if it was not as difficult as before forging, he would never be careless.

He took the heavy hammer off the clip and took out a small leather bag from the toolbox next to the forging table.

Taking a deep breath, calming his excitement a little. He knew that this was the last and most decisive test given to him by the god of dwarf Moradin!

After Flake calmed down, he patted the small leather bag of demon dust in the air. These demon dusts were made of great arcane crystals, diamonds, magic crystal jade, etc. After slapping, they were very tiny immediately flew out in the air.

He threw the empty small leather bag aside and ignored it, picked up the sword in both hands and raised it above his head.

When he began to recite the spell full of dwarf power, Fleck felt that all his strength was mysteriously sucked away.

But now he is powerless because now it is just a mere trial. The real test of kung fu is when he was engraved with the enchantment scroll. At that time, whether he did it perfectly or not, it will determine whether he is successful or not.

The result also surprised him - the scattered demon dust flew towards the sword body like iron powder attracted by powerful magnets, and then the sword body immediately lit up.

In Fleck's sharp eyes, he didn't even see a small particle of dust running away.

How much demon dust is captured represents the degree of completion.

Now, there is no doubt that this weapon has been 100% done!

Perfect, impeccable!

When Flake fell backward, his mouth burst into a sci-fi laugh...

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Through the magic crystal, Bru, Groot and others witnessed the entire process of the dwarf falling. At this time, except Bru, the rest of them could no longer bear it and rushed to Fleck's forging room, eager to see what was going on with their friends now - when the dwarf forged equipment and weapons in the past, it was not so exaggerated.

When they rushed in, they found a sword about 1.3 meters long floating in the air, emitting charming golden and silver light.

However, they ignored the weapon that could tell at a glance that was extraordinary, but rushed straight towards the dwarf who fell to the ground.

"Big Bearded Man, are you going to return to heaven? Is this the legendary dwarf blood sacrifice?" Tesov's mouth was still unforgivable, but the horror in his words was revealed at first.

Groot and Mary felt even more guilty when they heard this. After all, they knew that the weapon Fleck made this time was a gift to their eldest son.

They are already worthy of such a precious gift? Although they don’t think they will pay such a price? But if it is really a lifespan or some hand, it’s exaggerating!

What's even more terrifying is that this is not impossible? How crazy is it to be forged by dwarves? Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many fine works cast by dwarves with all kinds of magical stories.

Fortunately, Fleck was exhausted for a while?                                                         �

In fact, he woke up when everyone rushed in? It was just a momentary loss of strength? So he couldn't get up.

When he heard Tesov's words, he couldn't help but roar, "I can't die before you, a troublemaker, die!"

After hearing Fleck's roar, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief? Groot even showed a look of surviving the disaster? He said weakly with a little complaint: "You almost scared me, my old friend."

Fleck worked hard, but even for the dwarf, the metabolism in his body was not so abnormal that he could recover from his freedom just after he was exhausted.

He sighed and replied helplessly: "If you have time to say such nonsense, why don't you come and help me? Didn't you see that I need help now!"

Groot laughed twice, then stepped forward and helped the dwarf up.

Bru looked at Groot and Flake? He couldn't help but shake his head - if it weren't for the unsuitable image and the race, the key is that the gender is the same, these two guys would definitely be formed into a red and blue CP.

No? I feel that even if my image, race and gender are different, I can't stop those crazy fujokovic girls!

Before crossing, I heard that they had started to CP my God for the roadside lamp posts and fire box groups...

But Blue Dragon quickly threw these messy ideas aside? He walked to the front of the sword floating in the air? After careful examination, he nodded and said, "Fleck, it seems that you have completed another perfect work... and have actually created an epic weapon. It seems that if you can live long enough, it is not impossible to get involved in the field of creating legendary equipment."

Yes, this weapon was even higher than Fleck had estimated at the beginning. He thought he could only reach the extremely rare level, but he didn't expect it to be an epic!

This is a sword that can make the blacksmith proud for the rest of his life, and it is also Fleck's best work so far, no doubt about it.

This means that this weapon will have more than three levels of magic attributes, and it is almost impossible to damage.

In the future, I will definitely have a place on the world's famous equipment list!

Fleck looked at the weapon he forged was dazzlingly stunning, and said gratefully: "This must be the gift of the great Moradin..."

This is possible. As the god of dwarfs, Moradin will help him a little when he sees a master of dwarfs forging extremely excellent works.

Although I really wanted to touch this sword that exceeded my expectations immediately, Fleck, who was weak all over, couldn't even move a finger, so he could only sigh helplessly.

And when he saw Tesov trying to get close to Bru, or the sword floating in the air, he couldn't help but scream and intimidate: "If you don't want your claws to be cut off, don't have more hands!"

Tesov looked at Fleck innocently, and he complained: "I'm just looking at it, big beard, you're too stingy!"

Fleck was too familiar with this friend, so he would not believe his nonsense: "You must have just looked at it at the beginning, and then you would want to know if it could cut off the chair, then an ordinary sword, and then your dagger, right?"

"...Isn't this a good thing? I can help you test its hardness." Tesov's eyes rolled. He knew that his friend was right, and that's what the halfling is like.

"Hmph!" Fleck ignored this guy. He looked at the blue dragon in front of the sword, hesitated for a moment and asked respectfully, "Sir, can you help me get it?"

Bru was a little surprised. He grabbed the sword that emitted the precious light and walked to Fleck.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll rob it?"

"If adults want it, I don't think it's my turn to do it or not."

"Haha, that's right, but don't worry, although I like to collect treasures and snatch other people's things, I still want to divide the objects."

After saying that, he threw the sword to the dwarf without any nostalgia.

Groot helped the dwarf catch the weapon and put it in his hands.

Although his hands were unable to move, Fleck still felt the perfect quality of the sword and the incredible power inside it through his skin.

As a weapon specially forged for Little John, Fleck certainly would not follow the fixed specifications like he created those standard weapons. He was so sophisticated that Little John's future general shape, so the sword was very suitable for the future Little John in terms of comfort, weight, and designs. Just tailor-made by this dwarf craftsman master is worth hundreds of gold!

In short, this sword exudes the halo of "the poor man retreats".

The dwarf took a deep breath, his heart filled with supreme joy and a huge sense of emptiness.

The joy is because this weapon is a great breakthrough for him. This is the first time he has created an epic weapon. Although everyone in the dwarves is a master of forging, there are very few who can forge epic weapons.

This work can greatly enhance Fleck's status among the dwarves.

Even other races outside the dwarves will use various means to win him over. After all, such talents are rare even among the major powers in the Central Continent.

Of course, the dwarves are not a race that is keen on power, so Fleck didn't think much about this. Now he actually felt a little scared in his heart, that is, this forging was so successful that he doubted whether he could continue to do so perfectly in the future.

And if it is not done perfectly, will he begin to get tired of forging?

This was really terrible. He knew that after this, he would never be able to stand the bad things he had made.

At this time, Bru was also hesitating in his heart.

After seeing that Fleck could actually forge an epic weapon, he was a little hesitant to be rational if it was a sensible thing to let him go.

Many countries want to keep such forging masters with various conditions and threats and temptations, but it is not worth it to let him go so easily if he wants to say anything.

After all, I have been persecuting this guy for several years, and it’s a pleasure to persecute him for a while, and it’s a pleasure to persecute him for a while.

Why don’t you take advantage of the time you’re about to pass by with them and wait until you arrive at your destination to let the halfling Tesov go, and then catch Fleck back and continue to work as a coolie?

It seems that the evil Blue Dragon did such a thing as a reasonable and reasonable person to meet the expectations of the world?

Fleck suddenly felt a sensation of air conditioning surge from the soles of his feet. He looked around with strange eyes, and then regarded it as a normal reaction after he was exhausted.

After glanced at the dwarf, Bru thought about it. It seemed that doing so would not fit his personality, and it was just epic equipment. It was nothing to him who could "rob" the Silver Dragon Princess at any time.

The key is to look at Fleck's forging process this time. It takes at least ten years or even more time to collect materials to create an epic equipment, and then it is possible to forge it with the right time, place and people.

Such time cost is too high and it is not enough to make Bruy excited.

Groot looked at the sword with a little sore eyes. He knew that the dwarves value wealth very much, but sometimes they would rather sell their works at a lower price because they thought it would be much more meaningful to find a suitable owner for their proud works that had been devoted to themselves than to obtain those gold coins.

This is for Little John, and only Little John is the most suitable person. Even if it is a descendant of Little John, it is absolutely impossible to fully exert the full power of this weapon.

If you refuse this weapon, then Fleck will really break up with him, because this is tantamount to Fleck.

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Afterwards, Bru was busy explaining work to Macaria and his staff, and in fact he just handed over the task of stamping to Macaria.

Given that Bru has basically no longer had a minister in the past few years except for formulating some laws and urban planning, his departure actually had little impact on New Schals City. With Dabai and others still there, the deterrent power will not have any impact on the departure of a blue dragon.

However, Bru's behavior of a hand-off manager still made Macaria and several of his confidants quite confused. Macaria said helplessly: "I said... are you not afraid of your subordinates' rebellion at all?"

"Of course I'm not afraid, aren't you?" Bru opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I trust you unconditionally, Golden Eyes."

"I don't know that Tivlin can gain unconditional trust from the True Dragon just by getting along for a few years. If the tribe members knew that I was so squatting, I believe they would think I was talking nonsense..." Macaria's golden eyes narrowed and she smiled. She also learned a lot of words, and from time to time she would burst out a few words that Bru often said inadvertently.

"But even if you say that, I won't be happy, and are you too unconscious?"

Bru looked at Macaria with some confusion. What did she mean?

Seeing Bru's eyes, Macaria sighed.

It’s not okay to not sigh. Although this guy always causes trouble, he always eats full and slept, eats full and tries to gain weight... Of course, he often does something he likes. In general, he seems to not do serious things, but in fact he really doesn’t do serious things.

However, in the current New Schals City, it is strange that the entire city will fall apart after leaving the Blue Dragon.

This is not about Blue Dragon's leadership ability max or something. If you say this, even those mortals who worship Blue can't say it. The key is the power of Blue Dragon.

The current races in the entire New Schals City are a hodgepodge. Whether it is kind or evil race, it seems to be troublesome to the guards in this new city. Both of them themselves dislike each other. If Bru hadn't been here, they would have done it long ago.

In the eyes of the guard, only neutral people are slightly better, but they are also limited in their own way.

The reason why the current thriving "racial unity" is completely due to the outstanding intelligence ability of the half-elf under Bru's men and the terrifying punishment methods of the dark elf.
To be continued...