You will also have your own era!

He will become a legend!

A famous figure in all worlds, maybe heaven won't let him go, but that's nothing.

As long as the book of Darkness is in his hands, this omniscient treasure will allow him to escape safely every time.

How can there be no risks in doing big things?

How could it be possible to achieve something without sacrifice?

Nekorodamus is a crappy spellcaster, a dark wizard at the bottom, but he also understands this.

Actually, this guy is not useless.

His ambition, his courage, his execution ability, and his luck are far beyond 99% of the people in this world.

"Clang"

The sound of a forged hammer pounding metal came from the center of the magma lake.

The dwarf from Nidavil was waving the hammer and finally repairing the weapon Nekorodamus longed for.

"Clang"

Another low sound of forging hammers sounded in the volcanic magma, and together, there were dwarfs' satisfaction shouts.

The dwarves of Nidavuler are the most famous forging masters among the stars, regardless of their nature.

They will devote their energy to their works. When a perfect weapon is finished, it is definitely the most important and most enjoyable moment in the lives of these dwarves.

It's much happier than drinking the sweetest wine.

Although Regner was rebellious, although he pursued the skills of evil forging, and was exiled by his fellow countrymen, he was still a dwarf who liked forging.

"It's done!"

The huge dwarf threw the heavy forging hammer into the magma, and he took a few steps back to admire the works placed on the iron felt.

The black wizard also released a shape-shifting spell, and appeared next to the huge iron felt under the guard of the night jackal.

In front of the three of them, on the iron felt that was still emitting high temperatures and special magic, there was a strange thing placed there.

This thing...

How to say it?

It is a little different from weapons such as swords, axes, warhammers, etc. that are usually forged by blacksmiths.

It is a streamlined cylindrical whole.

It is about the thickness of three adult arms.

The whole body is silver-white, and a matte-like light shines in the halo of the magma.

Its tail has four tail wings that are forged in one piece, which are used to stabilize ballistics during high-speed flight.

At the tail of this thing, there are several injectors filled with high-energy propulsion fuels produced in Nidavil, far beyond the world.

Yes.

This thing is a rocket.

At least it looks like this.

Under the shadows of the white high-temperature smoke, the black wizard stroked the forged weapon with joy.

This was exactly what he designed himself to complete a fatal assassination from a very far away.

Before this guy became a black wizard, he was an international arms dealer.

He has his own unique understanding of weapons.

"Well, this thing is a little different from the weapons I usually forged."

The dwarf reached out and grabbed the smooth scalp. He explained to the strange-looking lady Night Jackal:

"The Asgardians also use such weapons. How can I say that, although they are far from swords and swords, I have to admit that the lethality of this thing is indeed much stronger than a dagger."

"You're just a blacksmith, you know nothing about weapons!"

Nekorodamus' fingers slid on the silver-white rocket, and he said with disdain:

"The sword has long been eliminated. This weapon with both elegance and destructive power is what I really want."

"Arcang Slaughter!"

The black wizard laughed and said:

"That's its name, it will be engraved into history with me!"

"All right."

Dwarf Regner shrugged, he said:

"You are the boss, you have the final say and you have paid the deposit, just as you wish."

He glanced at the sky, grabbed the wine glass he threw on the side, and sipped the hot wine that was roasted in the magma, while saying carelessly:

"After finishing work, give me the remaining money and materials!"

The dwarf said:

"This place will soon become a scorched earth because of your boldness. I have to take the nearest ship to leave the earth."

"Give it to him."

The black wizard got the weapon he liked, and he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for too long.

He put his "Arcang Slayer" into the prepared magic container, then gave his "Servant" Ye Zhai, and used a curse to leave the ghost place.

"Clang"

A heavy box was thrown out by the night jackal and smashed at the feet of the dwarf.

Regner rubbed his hands and opened the box.

It is filled with various gems and rare forged materials produced by the earth, and on the top of those materials, there are some well-prepared dollars.

It is definitely useless for the dwarf to ask for money from the earth, and he is about to leave here.

This money was used to buy tickets in the Star Port black market in .b.

“Very good, the deal is completed.”

The dwarf's eyes were covered with the materials and gems.

He picked up a ruby ​​the size of a human fist, looked in front of him, and said:

"That idiot is quite generous. If he wasn't too crazy, I would like to make a few more deals with him."

Behind the dwarf, Ye Zhai Lazan moved his shoulders and quietly held his black ritual battle axe.

The power from the underworld entangled in the strange axe blade of the battle axe.

Ye Jacky whispered:

"You think he's too crazy, right?"

"certainly!"

The tall dwarf snorted, and he said:

"Who would believe the devil's promise and destroy his own world? That guy is a lunatic and selfish ghost. Even if he barely accomplishes this, hell will not save his life."

"Yes, I feel so too."

The night jackal said to the dwarf like a chat:

"Speaking of this, I have a little suggestion about where you want to take shelter..."

"puff"

The black battle axe was like a viper foraging, piercing through the heart of an unprepared dwarf from behind the next moment.

Blood was sprinkled into the magma, splashing with fishy gas.

The dwarf roared and wanted to fight back, but the night jackal, who had been prepared, evoked the power of darkness, like sneaky tentacles extending from under the magma.

The rolling darkness and skeletons tied Grena tightly to the spot.

"Don't look at me like this, and don't hate me. This is not a personal grudge."

In front of the dwarf, Ye Jacky raised the blood-stained battle axe, and she said expressionlessly:

"One of my elders admires your dark forging skills and is willing to provide you with an eternal job."

"Go to hell, Regner."
Chapter completed!