The dust stormed, and Kahn raised Orn's hammer and swung his strength, and actually smashed Orn's palm open!

This is the wild ancient god who can break mountains and crack stones. He is a natural god of craftsmanship. He communicated with his fellow demigods to shape the predecessor of Freljod, a land called Walrigard.

And such an existence was actually defeated in Kahn's hands.

Although Kahn prevented Orn from leaving, this move completely angered the ancient demigod. The ram clenched his fists, his chest bulged violently like a bellows. The air inhaled made his beard flutter, and then a fire like a furnace lit up in his mouth, spitting flames at Kahn.

The flame breath came, and the black ore melted like wax. Kahn immediately hid behind the hammer. The flame breath that was enough to burn through the earth's crust was blocked by the main body of the giant star iron hammer. But as the flame breathed, the hammer was burned hot. The original color of steel was replaced by the orange-red light, and it turned into a soldering iron, forcing Kahn to give up the hammer.

Just as he wanted to escape, a fireball hit Orn's face, and it would not cause any turmoil like water dripping into the sea.

But something strange happened. To him, this was just an inconspicuous spark, not painful or itchy, but it made him stop breathing.

Not only did this flame not hurt him at all, but it was also of great benefit to his injuries. He felt the infusion of life, and the wounds left by Wollibel on his body began to heal, and his body was no longer so sleepy.

This special flame is as precious as the fire of life to any flame spirit, and its effect is equivalent to the healing fountain of the body drinking the oasis of dawn.

He turned his head to look at the person who threw the fireball, a little girl who was ignorant of the sky and the earth. Even though he faced the oppressiveness brought by his huge body, he was not afraid or retreated.

"Don't hurt my brother."

Annie held a ball of flame in her hand and shouted at Orn. ​​Tibers beside her roared simultaneously. This obviously couldn't scare Orn. ​​Compared to the giant bear that had been attacked thousands of guns and wanted to defeat him crazy, Annie's little bear seemed a little...cute.

"Little girl, this flame is as rare as your courage."

Anne would never have thought that one day, some people would think that Tibers in the shadow form would be linked to words such as "pocket" and "cute", but she didn't think so much. All she thought about was protecting her brother.

"If you don't obey, I'll let Tibers hit you!"

Tibers roared, but in Orn's eyes it was like a toy making a funny sound. Orn grunted, turned around and took his hammer, and then the unscathed Kahn jumped out and said, "If you want this eternal flame, I can give it to you, as long as you promise to make a weapon for us."

He realized that the eternal flame was beneficial to Orn, so he felt that it was okay to give something and turn this into a transaction... No matter what, as long as the goal was achieved.

“Not interested.”

But Orn did not play according to common sense. He withstood the temptation and rejected Kahn again. The reason why he could stay in Lu Township for tens of thousands of years was because he did not have those worldly desires.

He did not need to learn from Woliber, to fight everywhere to gain people's awe; nor did he have to care about human life and death like Enivia. He might have been keen on creation in the past, but after he understood that his creation would only arouse greed and cause trouble for himself, his passion was extinguished.

In fact, when Anne hit him with a fireball, she planted the fire seed of eternal flames. He could use this flame without Kahn giving it. Of course, this is not something that everyone can do, and it just happened that he was the God of Flame and Forging.

All the coercion and inducement were useless. Kahn was really helpless now. He was so shocked that he ignored Orn's fingers when he reached in front of him.

Then Orn blinked his fingers and bounced out hundreds of steps away. He got up from the charred gravel all over the ground, thinking, could Orn really be so ruthless that he let the world be destroyed?

As he wished, Orn got his hammer and turned toward the center of the Luxiang Basin. The flames were restrained, and its bearded hair turned into lava dripping, and its skin turned into charred rocks, and its goat grass grew.

Kahn looked at Orn, and he knew very well that if he didn't stop Orn, he would become the furnace they saw when they first came.

His eyes turned, Kahn swept across Orn's body, and finally turned to the hammer again.

This hammer cast by star iron is unique in the world. It is forged with meteorites sent by Lisandrao. Even when he gave up throwing away all his tools as a craftsman, he had no heart to throw away the hammer. It can be said that this is Aun's most precious thing.

"Great Aoun, if you are no longer willing to cast anything, why keep this hammer by your side? Since you are unwilling to cast weapons for us, then give me the hammer and let me deal with the watchers, and it is better to follow you to cover the dust."

Orn's footsteps stopped and cast a dangerous look at Kahn. The breeze swept over with the heat, making people unable to open their eyes.

"The mortal who is stalking and fighting will prove that it is more qualified to have it than me, it is yours." The ram turned and said to Kahn.

"How to prove it?"

"Just catch my full force and hit it."

For a moment, the surroundings fell into silence, and everyone was trying to understand Aoun's words.

"Can you change to avoid one hammer... ten hammers are fine." Kahn said with a wry smile.

He was able to fight Orn just now because the hammer was in his hands, and when the situation turned around, the result was hard to say.

Orn mumbled, no room for bargaining.

"Don't agree, let's think of another way." Kasha naturally didn't want Karn to take risks, and even she felt that it was too bad to take on Orn's conditions.

"We have no other choice. If we can't pass this level, we can't make any plans later."

"It's useless for you to come to this hammer. This hammer cannot kill the monitor, and no other craftsman can use this hammer to cast weapons." Kasha was worried that he would be stubborn and quickly persuaded him. The monitor's body structure was destined that only sharp weapons could kill them in one blow, and they did not have so many opportunities to try and make mistakes.

"But...ah!"

Kahn sighed deeply. Kahsha was right. Orn's hammer was indeed useless to him. What he wanted was Orn to help him customize the weapons. It was not right to pick it up, nor was it not right to pick it up. He didn't know what to use to make Orn change his mind for a moment.

"Come back, come back soon!"
Chapter completed!