Taking out a piece of soul crystal, I carefully poured the spring of rage on it. As soon as the blood-red liquid fell, it was sucked completely by the soul crystal in a blink of an eye. It was thumping. In my eyes, it seemed like an illusion that the soul crystal in my palm seemed to be a beating heart, constantly shrinking. I calmed my mind and slowly drew a twisted rune like earthworms on the ground with soul powder. That's fine. No, what else should be missing. I frowned and thought about it, then took out a piece of chicken blood ore, put it on one end of the rune, and put the soul crystal that sucked the spring of rage on the other end.

With a crisp sound, one end of the soul crystal seemed to suddenly break a small mouth, and the light red liquid flowed out quickly along the rune lines on the ground, as if it had become a living liquid elf, climbing onto the chicken blood ore with light steps. The originally smooth chicken blood ore suddenly appeared on the surface of the smooth ore, rippling gently like mercury. The hazy light gradually became clearer and clearer, and the stripes were tighter and tighter, gradually sticking to the ore, leaving dark red arcs, which were the enchanted runes I drew on the ground.

When the soul crystal transferred all the energy of the Spring of Anger to the chicken blood ore, it immediately turned into a pile of transparent powder. I carefully collected them and put them in a crystal bottle prepared in advance. These soul sands are useful and have to be used as the guide for drawing the talisman next time. I picked up the chicken blood ore that was possessed by the demon. Now it is not an ordinary chicken blood ore, but an angry blood rock ore.

After the successful enchantment, I increased my confidence and tried to enchant and synthesize more advanced materials, such as Chixia Dragon Crystal Mine, or keel bones. But all of them ended in failure. It seems that my enchantment has not yet reached a certain level. I can only attach ordinary materials, but it does not affect my mood. We understand it tightly. Rome was not built in one day, and everything needs enough time and patience to succeed. I have time now, so I should be patient, so I will slowly grind it. If I don’t have today, is there still tomorrow. Just treat it as practicing proficiency. The more you set off, the more courage it is the king.

After staying in the room for a whole day, I finally got forty pieces of the Rage Blood Rock Mine, three Rage Magic Skins, and two Magic Amethyst. I was also very rewarding and made me very happy. With these materials, I can't just enjoy them in vain. I should try their best. I took off the line and filled my stomach in a hurry, so I hurried to the blacksmith workshop downstairs with a pile of enchantment products.

In reality, it is midnight. All the players in the workshop are offline to rest, leaving only a few NPCs to do it, and are still working hard to create equipment for us. These NPC blacksmiths are all here to come to me. They work for me for free to learn blacksmith skills (hi, it is said to be free, but the materials they use are all provided by me, and of course the finished products are what I say. As the saying goes, there are pros and cons, it is purely a money-burning exercise). Maybe one day, they can also become famous blacksmith masters in the world. Of course, the premise is that I have to invite the master of the worker here and be a professional tutor.

On weekdays, as long as I come to the blacksmith shop, I am surrounded by Mo Xiezi and the hard work group of players. These NPC blacksmiths have no chance to get close to us. Now they are a chance. I won’t take the opportunity to flatter me more and ask for some forging skills.

I thought we could build equipment with peace of mind when there was no one, but I didn't expect that the npc blacksmith would be more annoying than a real person. However, Npc is a little better. Since they have come and become my apprentice, they will never betray me. And without my consent, they will never teach others the forging skills I taught them to them.

Just after drinking the tea brought to me by NPC and eating the snacks, the fire was also burning vigorously. While I walked to the furnace, I came up with the enchanting materials, and I was thinking in my mind what kind of equipment should I make.

"If one day you can create a complete set of golden armor, that is when I come to your settlement..." The words of Mr. Worker suddenly echoed in my mind. OK, let's just sleep all night today, work hard to make a set of golden armor.

I thought to myself and took out the armor drawings left by the old man to me. I found a set of armor maps and looked carefully several times. I kept the forging steps and attention details in my mind. Then I put away the drawings and prepared to start work. The reason why I chose to build a armor was entirely because of the current enchanting materials. There were no ready-made scales. Whether it was making scale armor or chain armor, it was too cumbersome, or whether it was convenient and fast.

The night wind blew gently outside the window, dispersing the clouds next to a clear moon, as if they wiped away the dust for the moon, allowing it to gazed at this peaceful and auspicious land more clearly. There were jingling sounds coming from the blacksmith workshop of the Devil's House. The rhythm was like the most primitive drum beats, and the most popular rock music. The bright red fire illuminated the firm face covered with sweat beads. The arms of the hammer were waving, and the naked upper body, and every muscle was showing the beauty of strength...

Holding the carving knife, I carefully decorated every detail of the pattern on the armor, making the newly formed golden plate armor more perfect as much as possible, because I understand that to make a soul-containing equipment, it is not only sweat and effort, but also a heart full of enthusiasm and a soul that can be integrated into the forged one.

The red, which was amazingly bright, emitted a special cold metallic luster. The two swallowing monsters on the shoulder guards on both sides protruded, and their appearance was extremely ferocious. They stared at the purple one-eyed in the middle like violent and angry, as if they would turn into a true shape and take off their armor at any time. The two rows of sharp bone nails on the two pairs of streamlined shoulders seemed to be plated with uneven layers of flowing flames, flowing slowly like waves. The two flame patterns on the plump and hard breastplate were deeply condensed into a blood-red area. At first glance, they looked like living creatures jumping, with a very unique shape.

The helmet, breastplate, belt, combat boots, shields are all red as blood as fire. This is the set of gold equipment I used up all the demonized materials, worked hard to use countless precious materials, and created. I tossed and turned around, looked at it, and finally gave them a very domineering name: Fire Cloud Evil God Set. Not only because it has the color of Fire, but also because it has additional attributes of the set: 50% chance of causing 500 ignition damage to the opponent when attacked in close combat. Three consecutive ground fire damage counterattacks can cause soul burning, reducing the opponent's maximum health by 100 points every five seconds, lasting ten minutes, and returning to normal after death. This is a typical defensive counterattack. As long as a high-level knight or berserker wears it, there is no doubt that you can dominate the side and run rampant.

Looking at the "Fire Cloud Evil God" suit spread on the table, I was full of pride. Damn, my buddy worked so hard, and finally made a gold suit. It was not easy. There were equipment flashing red lights in my eyes. I was already fantasizing about how glorious it would be after wearing this suit. Well, how should I deal with this equipment?

Take it to sell brands? Such a set of top-quality equipment can undoubtedly bring me high profits. I believe that as long as we take it out, no matter whether it is a blood-stained territory or a sky-storm, anyone can afford a lot of money, and they will rush to buy this set of equipment. But this is my first time to create a gold set of ground, which is like my own son. How could I bear to sell it to others easily? But there is no way, who can't let us assassins wear this heavy set of plate armor? It's so depressing.

Just as I was hesitating, the door of the workshop was pushed open with a creaking sound. When I looked up, I saw that the old worker was standing at the door, smiling and nodding at me with satisfaction.

"To this day, you can finally forge a complete golden suit alone. It seems that my expectations for you are not wasted." Mr. Worker walked in slowly, and several npc blacksmiths were so panicked that they served tea and poured water, almost knelt down to the legendary craftsman. Mr. Worker snorted coldly and said to those guys who were flattering: "If you could have this kind of heart when forging, I would probably have been master-level craftsmen long ago.

I covered my mouth and laughed secretly. These NPCs still have to act in front of me and pretend to be majestic. Who doesn't know that his heart is blooming happily.

Mr. Worker followed him to the table and looked carefully for a while. His brows were sometimes relaxed and tightened, which made me feel a little suspicious. This is indeed a golden suit. Is there any problem? I said Mr. Worker, you have agreed before that as long as I can create a golden suit, I will be a long-term worker here, and I can't keep my word.

Fortunately, the old man's brow finally stretched out, he nodded with satisfaction, and said to me: "Boy, your forging skills are indeed beyond my imagination. Of course, I will not break my promise, but you have to rebuild a new forging workshop. This place is too small, and I am afraid that you will not be able to accommodate so many people at that time."

Can't tolerate so many people? Could it be that this old man wants to bring all his disciples and grandchildren? It doesn't matter, I have no objection. I'm afraid that I can't afford to raise these NPCs in such a big demon family? The most important thing is that the old man will stay here to make money for me, and everything will be OK.

It is not difficult to rebuild a forging workshop. When I heard that I had invited the old master of the forging master, the wind wandering around came to me first. With him, the master of the agency, I was not worried about anything. I directly notified Yue'er and asked her to check on me. Within a few days, a grand building that was no less than that of the Iron Crystal City Craftsmen Association was built in a square outside the Devil's House.

The triangle-shaped gate is a sign of the Blacksmith Guild hanging openly. At the door of the house is a half-body statue of the Worker Master. The system also recognizes that I built a high-level Blacksmith Guild on my own station. In the future, players can come here to learn blacksmith Guild. In addition to paying a certain amount of tax, all the tuition fees are classified as income from the Devil's House. I really didn't expect this. I thought that the Worker Master would only make equipment for me and earn some pocket money. Now we can actually open an office meeting and charge tuition directly. Hahaha, the money is so easy. The Worker Master is worthy of being a rooster who can lay golden eggs. I secretly said in my heart.

I named this Blacksmith Guild Iron Fortress. From this day on, the Demon House has officially opened to the public. Of course, all players are not allowed to pk or attack NPCs at will, otherwise they will be treated as siege. Our beautiful elves guards are not vegetarians, and roses are beautiful. But they are thrust.

On the first day after the Iron Fortress was built, the old man came to the Devil's House as promised. Of course, the land he brought was not a nanny gardener, but a team of twenty high-level blacksmiths. It seems that his appeal is quite strong. Being able to summon so many people to come over will greatly enhance the strength of my subway smiths.

After everything was settled, the old man called me privately to a separate forging room and asked me to take out the "Huoyun Evil God" suit. He held the armor. He looked at it repeatedly and said to me: "Xiao Yin, the materials used in your "Huoyun Evil God" are very special, and the equipment they created is indeed unique, but have you noticed that there is an obvious flaw in this suit."

"What, there are flaws, and they are obvious." After hearing the old man's words, I quickly took the suit over and studied it carefully, but I didn't find any problem.

Mr. Worker pondered for a moment and said seriously: "I once told you that a good set of equipment must have a soul. It can be considered the best. And the set of "Fire Cloud Evil God" suit you are creating now, I can tell you with certainty that it has a soul, but it still lacks something."

"What is missing? Is it a matter of material place?" I asked quickly. In order to create this set, all the materials I use are the best materials we can find at present. If there is still something missing, it is probably because my soul collection and enchantment levels are still low, and they are all lacking. I can't hurry to improve the skill level, and I can't do anything.

Mr. Worker shook his head and said, "If the materials of this equipment are not good, then I really can't find any ordinary materials that can be more perfect than it. If I see it well, I already have a soul before these materials are made, so this armor can be said to have a soul innately."

This is nonsense. What is the land we use to make so many magic materials? Isn’t it just to make the equipment have a soul? This is what Master Worker said by yourself. As long as you have a soul, the equipment is the best. I keep your teaching in mind.

I lowered my head and thought for a while, and asked in confusion: "If it weren't for the wrong materials, then what do you think this set of armor is missing?"

"It's life." Mr. Worker smiled calmly, and as he spoke, he got up and walked to the forging firewood, put the Fire Cloud Evil God suit on the black iron chopping board, and said to me: "Xiao Yin, come here."

It seemed that the old man was going to teach me something new again, so I quickly stood up and walked to the old man working, staring blankly, and seriously waiting for his next move.

But the old man worked hard to get the hammer, but pulled my hand up and pressed it directly on the sharp shoulder barbs of the "Huoyun Evil God". A hot piercing pain immediately came from my palm. I immediately raised it, broke free from the barbs, and shouted with a questioning face: "Master, what are you doing? This is not a toy, killing people is very painful."

The old man looked at me, smiled and pointed at the "Fire Cloud Evil God" suit on the chopping board and said to me: "You boy, what's your name for this little pain? Now let's look at this set of armor, have there been any changes."

"Change?" I rubbed my injured palm and swept my eyes to the golden suit. On my shoulder guard, my blood was slowly seeping into the equipment along the metal pattern, and the light that was originally like a flame also underwent some subtle changes. I couldn't say what the specific change was. I just felt that if the previous light was compared to a ball of raging flame, the fire would now burn more vigorously, more violently, and more dazzling. It seemed that the red had been removed in the center of the flame and became a flawless gold, as if the metal inside was burning.

The "Fire Cloud Evil God" now seems to be no longer an ordinary equipment. Although no one wears it, he already has life. Even if it is placed there, it creates an invisible sense of oppression on people. The flames flowing and burning on it seem to be able to attract people's hearts and kill people's lives. I carefully stretched out my hand to stroke its surface, and felt a wave of warmth spread to my palms. This feeling is like the flame that has burned into my heart, putting me in a sea of ​​fire, but I don't feel a trace of pain. There is only that warm feeling, and my heart is filled with blood.
Chapter completed!