I couldn't help but feel ecstasy in my heart. I picked up the Fire Cloud Evil God and looked at its attributes. Sure enough, based on the original attributes, another special skill was added: the flame shield strike, which can cause the opponent to suffer from 500-1,000 fire damage at one time, and at the same time it has a certain chance to cause the opponent to fall into a coma for 10 seconds. The skill cooled down for five minutes. The original standard defense and counterattack equipment suddenly became a combination of offense and defense. If it could be matched with a killing weapon with high attack, even ordinary dark gold equipment could not be compared with it.

Seeing this unexpected surprise, I smiled happily, but then I looked down and saw that my eyes were dazzled, as if a pot of cold water was pouring on my head. Because there was another note in the equipment attribute column that the equipment had already been bloody and was not allowed to trade, and it was not lost.

Damn, why do you still have such attributes? Didn’t it hurt me so badly? I can’t wear plate armor, and even with a shield, I can’t fully play its role. But now I have recognized the equipment and can’t sell it. I can only use it as a decoration to wear it on myself. I can’t waste such excellent equipment without leaving it. Oh, it’s one thing to be reluctant to sell, and it’s another thing to be unable to sell it. Now it’s over.

I looked at the old man with a sad face and muttered in a low voice: "Master, what should I do now? I can't wear this equipment and I can't sell it. But what should I do? Is it really used as a souvenir to keep it?"

Mr. Worker shook his hand and said, "You kid are a little anxious and can't see it. I didn't say just now that only its owner can give it true life. Since you have given it your blood, it will naturally only follow you in this life.

Old man, why do you have to hit me like this? I won’t talk about the key issue earlier. Oh, such a good equipment... can I really only put it on the shelf as a decoration?

Seeing me curling my mouth and full of frustration, the worker patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's not that I don't know that you can't wear this set of equipment. Since I teach you how to do this, of course there is my reason." As he said, he put the armor of the Fire Cloud Evil God on the chopping board. Then he swung the black iron heavy hammer from the side and smashed it hard.

"Old man, what are you doing? Don't. Even if I can't wear it, at least I can enjoy the pleasure of seeing it. You can't be so luxurious, destroy it." I quickly stepped forward to block the hammer and rescued the armor on the chopping board with great pain. Unfortunately, it was too late. After a golden light flashed on the bright and shiny armor, it was completely deformed by the old man with all his strength. How could I wear it again? Damn, the golden equipment I made with all my efforts was vanished by this old man. How could I not be anxious with him?

"Young man, don't be impulsive." Mr. Gong seemed to be indifferent to my excitement, because he took the works he created seriously and treated them like his own son. It was the basic qualities needed by a blacksmith. If I had not injected my own efforts, how could I create equipment with life? Although I was half excited because of the equipment that could have made a lot of money, in the opinion of Mr. Gong, I had developed feelings for this armor, so I nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Look at what this is."

After saying that, he spread his palms, and a round, smooth and smooth stone appeared in the center of his palm, with red flames burning on it, just like the streamer on the suit just now.

"What is this?" My eyes suddenly became straight. I picked up the stone and saw that it was actually a piece of fire cloud essence.

"This is the soul I got from your armor." As the old worker said, he picked up the shield from the Fire Cloud suit and put it on the chopping board again.

"Damn, aren't you going to smash it again?" I quickly fell on the chopping board and said, "It's one piece to protect it. We have put a lot of effort into creating this suit. We can't let him smash it casually like this. Now we don't know what the use of this Fire Cloud Essence is.

"Okay, I won't smash it this time." Mr. Worker nodded and said.

"Oh, that's good." I breathed a sigh of relief and touched the smashed armor with heartache.

"You will smash it this time." Mr. Worker said, then handed the hammer in his hand to me.

"Ha, let me smash it?" I raised my head and looked at the old man in front of me incredibly. He actually asked me to destroy the equipment he made with my own hands. Just kidding, how could it be possible.

"Yes, you will smash it." Mr. Worker repeated it and said to me: "If you think that you have made ground things perfect, you will never be able to make progress and make better things. Boy, I will smash you if I ask you to smash it, don't talk so much nonsense."

I hesitated to take over the hammer from the old man's hand, and felt that there seemed to be a huge fortune in my hand and could not lift it up at all. I asked me to destroy my proud work with my own hands. How could I do it? What's the difference between this and killing myself with my own flesh and blood. But then I thought again, anyway, the breastplate is gone, and the "Fire Cloud Evil God" suit is no longer complete. Instead of keeping it, it's better to destroy it all, keeping incomplete equipment, which may be even more regretful for a lifetime. The old man seemed to have a little mystery to speak. Yes, I believe him, it should be right.

When I thought about it this way, my head suddenly became clear. I seemed to have understood something, but I was a little confused. Then I bit my steel teeth, raised my hammer high, and slammed it down with a scream, buzzing... I felt a roar in my ear, as if something was drilling into the shield and wandering around the material interface it formed. In a blink of an eye, something had already appeared in my hand, which was the essence of the fire cloud that Mr. Hegong showed me.

At the same time, a line of red characters from the system also appeared quietly in front of me: Hidden player, you have understood the equipment decomposition technique.

Mr. Worker looked at the fire cloud essence in my hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Not bad, you have learned the decomposition skills of equipment now, how to improve in the future. Just think about it yourself. But it is not enough to get this essence stone, and you still need to continue to refine it."

Damn, equipment decomposition technique, is this a new forging skill? You can hit it with a hammer. This is too simple, what is its use? Is it just a few essence stones... Is it full of questions in my mind, and I still look at the incomplete equipment and the two fire cloud essences in my hand, and I don’t even know when the old man of the craftsman will leave.

I spent the whole day in the forging room of the old man working, studying this newly learned skill. Until the next morning, I finally understood the use of this skill, and frantically smashed the entire set of Fire Cloud Evil God sets and divided them. Finally, I got fifteen exactly the same Fire Cloud Essence.

When I used these five fire cloud essences and other top-quality materials to forge them, I got a new set of "Fire Cloud Evil God" set. The newly released equipment not only has all the attributes of the original fire cloud set, but also has additional attributes on other materials. When these five sets are equipped at the same time, the golden equipment will be upgraded to dark gold because its life is integrated together. That is to say, I can decompose any equipment with attributes and transfer these attributes to more advanced equipment, which is equivalent to essentially improving the equipment to a higher level. Unfortunately, after decomposition, I can only get the same fire cloud essence, otherwise I will really not be able to divide it dozens or hundreds of times to see if it can create a magical tool.

When the second set of "Fire Cloud Evil God" was successfully born, my blacksmith skills finally broke through the boundaries of the master and became the first master-level blacksmith player in the world. The master was lonely. I was so excited that I burst into tears and sighed...

"Are you still worried about the good equipment attributes but not high level? Do you have a top-quality equipment that cannot be used because of the limitations of your career, and you can only watch others put on it? Are you still hesitating between defense and attack? Then what are you waiting for? Come to the Devil's House Iron Fortress quickly. All troubles will be solved under the hammer of the Grandmaster."

This is not a bit hard for Mo Xiezi and thank you. After learning that I had mastered the new skills, I immediately made an advertisement for me on the forum, specifically to improve the equipment level or change the equipment form for others. What an attractive thing.

For example, you already have a pair of good boots, but you get another pair of equipment with almost the same attributes. It is really hard to choose between the two, but your wrist guards are still a whiteboard. OK. Now you don’t have to take your boots to hawk in the auction house, or try your best to find a better pair of wrist guards. Just use a light hammer to turn your boots into wrist guards, which saves a lot of trouble. Of course, we only need to charge a little handling fee to support our family. It’s not too much. By the way, we have to bring our own upgrade materials.

This transaction is easy. I just need to break down the equipment essence. The remaining forging is just handed over to Mo Xiezi and hard work is nothing. Mo Xiezi can use these essences to convert them into jewelry, which will increase its price exponentially. You must know that jewelry with the same attributes is much more valuable than other equipment. Mo Xiezi can make high-end equipment with all his heart and smile from ear to ear. Of course, I also make a big profit.

Some people also asked me to directly decompose the essence of equipment without processing. Of course, it is to practice forging skills. You should know that being able to forge a piece of equipment with attributes will help forging and improving the skill level. For such requirements, of course, we are sure to ask for each one, and it is nothing. As long as you pay the money, everything is easy to say. Hard work is nothing to follow Mo Xiezi for a long time. It is difficult for other blacksmiths to catch up with them, let alone grab my job.

My mind is also active. After turning a corner, I also started selling enchanting materials. However, there are not many players who have the ability and technology to buy them. After all, demonized materials are one level higher than ordinary materials, and there are not many people who can fully master the technology. Even Mo Xiezi and I have nothing to do with hard work. The success rate of using demonized materials to create equipment is very low.

The players in the world are really ignorant of the goods. When will these good things be sold? I was so proud that I was sitting on the chair, counting the money while sighing at the defect of monopoly. The pager on my waist suddenly rang and picked it up and looked at it: "Do you have time now? Something to ask you for something."

It was Tianzhishen. He wasn't following the Jin Emperor now, why did he suddenly want to come to me? My eyes turned, stood up and replied immediately: "No problem, I'll arrive."

Not long after, I appeared next to the teleportation array of Tianya Pavilion with a white light. As soon as I stepped out, I saw the butler Lei Ao standing at the door with a pale expression. His eyes were filled with melancholy, and it seemed a little wrong. Oh, can NPC get sick too? It's really strange. But it's hard to say about NPC. Like in the world, we can treat NPC as a real person living in the game. They also have seven emotions, six desires, joys, anger, sorrows and happiness. It's hard to guarantee that they won't get sick. Like our Yueer, we just sighed and sighed every few days, just gave our territory a name that she didn't like.

Before I could wait at the door for too long, Tianzhishen quickly came out and took me to his study.

"What's going on? You'll have time to ask me for help." I sat down comfortably, took a sip of fragrant tea and soared into the sky and asked.

"It's not a big deal." Tian Zhishang said, "It's just that there's nothing wrong with Boss Jin recently. I took on a mission myself and wanted to ask you for help. I think you are a professional mission expert in the world."

"What task?" I suddenly became energetic when I mentioned the task. Now I am decomposing the equipment all day long, and I am starting to feel a little bored. Apart from occasionally going to the company to check the situation, it is really difficult to pass on other times. Now my own task is getting harder and harder to continue, and I am unwilling to take the initiative to ask for help. Now that the wounds of heaven have come to me, of course I am willing to help, helping others is the foundation of happiness.

"Brother, I remember you should have used the Cross of Light Sword, right?" Tian Zhishang asked.

"The Cross Sword of Light?" I was stunned for a moment. How could it be related to my Ten-Yu Sword of Light? I didn't think much about replying: "Yes, I did have such a sword, but now it is not called the Cross Sword of Light, but the Crusader Repentance."

"It doesn't matter." Tianzhishen waved his hand and said, "Is its original owner an npc named Count Nicholas?"

Since this kid knows everything, what else can I ask? I nodded in wonder.

"This is how it is." Tianzhishen shook his hand and summoned a pet, pointed at it and said to me: "Isn't everything just because of another mission..."

I looked at the little demon standing in front of Tianzhishu, who kept beating like a monkey, with sharp horns on his head and a triangular tail behind him, and a strange expression appeared on his face. Didn’t this thing be accidentally released in Count Nicholas’ castle? How could it be in the hands of Tianzhishu?

It turns out that the beginning of everything started when I accidentally opened the bondage box and released the little demon...

The task of capturing the little demon was given to Tianzhishang by the priest of Jingtao City, hoping that he would find the little demon and hand it over to the church. At first he didn't care at all, because the people from the church often went to his Tianya Pavilion to make some inexplicable requests, either asking for money or helping them. But Tianzhishang didn't expect that the earth was that he had not set off to find the little demon, but the little demon took the initiative to find him.

"You know, except for eating and going to the bathroom, I basically stayed in the game for twenty-four hours." Tian Zhishang said to me: "That night..."

The nights in the world are not very quiet, and many night owls like to level up at this time. The Killer Club outside Jingtao City is also very lively at this time, but it cannot affect the owners and people in the garden villa. Everyone needs to rest, and the wounds of the sky are no exception.

The sound insulation of the room is very good. The sound of fighting in the distance is locked outside by the glass. Only even breathing can be heard in the room. The thick velvet curtains are slightly lifted by the cold wind entering the crack of the door. The silver-gray moonlight draws a faint white line on the floor, extending to the ceiling. There is no unnecessary furniture in the room. The gauze curtains hanging on the large wooden bed from the Middle Ages reveal exquisite patterns under the moonlight.

In the darkness, Tian Zhishen suddenly opened his eyes, like two black gems, staring coldly at everything in the room. The experience of a special forces soldier made him remain a little alert when he was sleeping.

The door of the room was locked. In order not to be disturbed by the fighting outside, Tian Zhishen locked the window to death before going to bed. But now, he felt that there was something else in the room besides himself. He did not move, and he kept his breathing as smooth as possible. He just turned his pupils and searched in the dark with his eyes.

A slight laughter reached Tianzhishang's ears. Perhaps it was not a laugh, but like the sound of pouring water into a pot. The sound came from a corner of his big bed, looking at the laughter. It seemed that three dim flames were constantly jumping. Tianzhishang suddenly turned over and sat up, and took a battle crossbow and brushed a few sharp arrows with one hand and immediately shot towards the corner. At the same time, he rolled over and jumped off the big bed. He lifted the thick leather lampshade covered on the night pearl, and the room suddenly became bright.

Under the white light, in the corner where laughter, a small monster less than two feet tall was looking at Tianzhishuo with its big eyes that occupied almost half of its face. The black and red skin was tightly wrapped around its body, and it could almost see the outline of each bone and muscle on its body. Two small corners that broke out from the skin on the top of the head were curved upwards, with two ears pointed and long, one of them broke a gap, and the other was wearing two golden copper rings. The long tail was dragged behind him. A pair of bat wings flashed and waved up and down. As soon as the crossbow arrow shot by Tianzhishuo flew halfway, it was burned to ashes by the three small balls with black flames shaking beside the little monster.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." The little monster jumped off the bed and jumped to the front of the wounded sky, while saying in a very strange and hoarse voice like metal: "I won't cause harm to you, I just hope I can hide from you. The guys outside are chasing me, and they want to lock me back in the box. Help me, you must help me."

"Help you? Who is going to catch you, and what are you?" Tianzhishang held the war crossbow tightly in his hand, staring at this strange little thing in Guli with his eyes.

"I'm not a thing, I'm a little devil." The little thing jumped on the spot for a few times, jumping and shouting: "Everyone outside wants to catch me, they want to lock me in a box."

Little Demon? Tian Zhishang remembered that wasn't that a new mission given to him by the church. He didn't expect that he would come to him by himself, so he wouldn't have to inquire everywhere. But this little thing is really too strange, and the war crossbow can't shoot it at all. The three fireballs around it kept spinning, as if they were specifically to protect the little Demon. Tian Zhishang decided to use words to stabilize Guigui first, and then said with a pleasant look: "You are talking about the pastors of the church being caught. If I help you, wouldn't it be against the church?"

"Let the church go to hell!" Guigui shouted angrily: "Even the Pope is the subordinate of the Pope. Do you think they are still the so-called servants of God! No, you are wrong, everyone is wrong. The Pope is the culprit. You have been deceived by the Pope and have been deceived... Oh, I shouldn't say that, The Pope is not easy to mess with... Please help me, I don't want to be locked in the box again. If you help me, I can give you a very powerful pet."

"A very powerful pet?" Tian Zhishang recalled this sentence. He knew what a powerful pet means, perhaps a powerful pet is more tempting than the reward the church can give him. "Then what should I do for you?" Tian Zhishang asked.

"A drop of blood." Guigui said, "I only have a drop of your blood, and a drop is enough. I need it to cast a powerful magic so that those people in the church will not be able to find me."

"Is it just a drop of blood?" Tian Zhishang asked strangely. He originally thought he was going to fight the people in the church. If he only wanted a drop of blood, it would not be too much, and this deal was even more worth considering.
Chapter completed!