Witnessing every difficult winter on the Baozhang Coast.

And it will be a long ice-covered season, a king betrayed by his subjects - walking with the raven under the lonely moon.

The cold wind swept over the shabby cloak of this monarch, and the long sword in his hand was shining with sparkling pale fire. The kingdom of the living could no longer tolerate the will of this lonely king. Wherever his iron hooves passed——

It seems as if with the spread of the black forest, only the long-sounding horn remains.

It echoed in Fang Plover's thoughts.

The cold, ice-like metal was slowly changing its shape in his hands.

Five streams of light are traveling between the star-like structural points. This is not the limit of multiple parallels. It's just that Fang Plover closed his eyes and focused on nothing else. The light in his hand was almost visible, leaving five faint streams on the cold iron.

of light patterns.

Shining with a faint, silvery brilliance.

When the tower guard saw this scene, he raised his head and glanced at Fang Plover.

Five levels of parallelism.

Optical flow materialization.

At this moment, what he saw was no longer a young boy, but the starting point of a legendary craftsman.

The tower keeper knew that the man named 'Odin' never discounted what he said. He was just a genius in the eyes of ordinary people, and it meant that he would appreciate it. The tower keeper watched for a long time and witnessed the birth of many geniuses, but

He understands that fighting is not what craftsmen are all about.

The tower keeper occasionally reminisces.

Why are you here?

He couldn't help but think of the original promise he made.

Only after a long time did he finally wait for the second person.

But it was not enough now. The tower guard looked at Fang Plover silently. In fact, he caught his attention from the first moment he entered the Hall of Thousand Doors. The tower guard had seen many craftsmen, but only

This type of person will leave a deep impression on him at the first level.

The rock-solid foundation should prove their understanding of the essence of alchemy.

Facts have proved that this young man did not disappoint him. It is not a common thing for the tower guard to give a warning. Many geniuses passing through this place only left a faint glance in his heart, briefly.

After the impression.

The stool also disappeared without a trace.

What surprised him was that the young man only hesitated for a moment before adopting his opinion. He originally thought it was just simplicity, but later he found out that it didn't seem to be the case.

This young man with the same name as that person seems to have more secrets. And the tower guard always feels that some of the other person's behaviors give him a vaguely familiar atmosphere - that is the way of the Silver Tower, but the real

The Tower of Silver has long since disappeared.

Anlose suddenly stopped thinking.

Because he saw Fang Plover not far away and opened his eyes.

The first pass of refining is over.

Fang Plover let out a breath and looked at the shining cold iron in his hand. Its shape had turned into the prototype of a shell - it was obviously the alchemist's core tool, the shape of the control glove. But it was cold iron after all.

, far sharper than ordinary metal.

This makes the prototype of the glove look cold and sharp.

It looks like a dragon's claw, dark and gloomy.

But what Fang Yu saw was not the appearance, but the interior. Among the stars in the vast sky, every star was shining brightly at the moment. Among the countless structural points, it was like countless new stars were blooming.

It is a universe filled with light.

Although it felt like only a moment, two hours passed quietly in silence.

There are still four hours until midnight on this day.

Fang Yu only rested for a moment, and then started the second round of refining, which came from the refining skills of the basic theory of magic of the Ithulian School. The second refining was longer than the first, taking two and a half hours, but

Fang Yu didn't feel a trace of fatigue, but was in high spirits.

Knowing that he was almost successful, he put down the outer shell of his gloves and began to weave the inner bag. He used a rare animal fiber, the down of a jellyfish that lives above the sea of ​​clouds, and some mithril threads.

Fortunately, there are inexhaustible materials here, so there is no need for him to dismantle Parker's mithril mask.

In just a moment, the preparations came to an end.

Then comes the engraving of the internal magic circle, the selection of crystals, the cable reel and magic engine device, various plug-ins to ensure stability - and finally the cooling system. But when these components are completed one by one.

Only then did Fang Plover let out a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the time. There was still a quarter of an hour left, but it was far enough.

He only closed his eyes for a moment before starting the final assembly. His solid basic skills for a long time provided him with speed and precision beyond ordinary people at this moment, so that every movement was like art in the eyes of the tower guardian.

Anlose nodded slightly, this is the quality that alchemists and craftsmen should possess.

Rather than the flashy appearance that the outside world pursues.

last minute.

On a cold night in Kapka, on the long street, the midnight bell is about to ring.

But before that, Fang Plover had already completed the most important step. He was carefully pushing a moonstone into the slide rail under the glove with an almost sacred attitude, and heard a soft "click" sound.

Come.

And this soft sound witnessed the birth of the legend——

Just like the pair of daggers Fang Pulong made for Sister Alisa before, this time the system still did not give him the opportunity to name a legend.

And when that legendary induction quietly passed from his mind with the last step of his work, the illusory inspiration also turned into reality - and was realized in his hands. The dark, sharp-looking gloves on his hands,

Then he got a name of his own:

The Pride of the Lone King (magic guide, equipment level, s+)

Basic attributes:112-127

Block value: +470

Plug-in additional: dodge sensor, defeat enemy aircraft first

Special: Magic Repulsion

Weight:0.4kg

Interface/output occupancy: shared by control gloves

‘A lonely and arrogant king has no need to obey——’

Required level: Level 17 combat craftsman or related profession

The hall was actually quiet for a moment, and you could hear a needle drop.

And Fang Plover took a step back, almost solemnly, then raised the gloves with both hands and gently placed them on the long table in the center of the hall.

This is the will of the king, and the legendary creation is like a perfectly refracted work of art. It seems that it should not exist in this world. It is only presented to the world with the help of the hands of the top craftsmen.

Its attributes seem to be irrelevant, just as the words engraved on it describe: "The aloof king has no need to obey -" Although it is still only S+ level, compared with the dawn he gave to sisters Alyssa, it is obvious that

Not on the same level.

‘Dawn’ is more like the first cry of new life, while ‘Lone King’ is mature and steady.

When Fang Plover gently put it down

And it was at this moment that the bells rang in the cold night, and there was a soft sound in the hall. Not far away, the red door opened in response, and behind it was a faint white brilliance - that was the road leading to the eternal garden.

Fang Plover raised his head and only looked at Kapka in the dark night outside the window.

For a moment, he felt neither joy nor sorrow.

He knew that he had finally passed this hurdle.

After the Universal Sword and the late executioner Loofah, the first alchemist who passed the seventh test was finally born - Fang Plover stepped forward and was pushing open the 708th wooden door.

He didn't think too much because the eighth level was already in front of him.

It's just that behind him, in Etalia, which is completely silent at the moment, people seem to have not yet decided what kind of name they should give this newly promoted alchemist.

Only the tower guard watched him leave quietly, and then walked up silently.

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Chapter completed!