Natural Disaster

The current copper whiskers were all red, because the dark matter in the lower layer of the mine suddenly disappeared like a low tide. The crisis in the Nonoah Gold Mine was completely lifted, and the biggest hero was Zhang Mu. No one except him could walk through the high-density negative matter, let alone solve the root of the negative matter.

Zhang Mu believes that things are not simple, and quickly tells what happened, and firmly said: "I'm sure there is a purple-black stone stele! It is the root of everything, the stone is missing, there is absolutely a problem in it."

The bronze beard meditated for a few seconds before he said: "A mysterious stone monument that makes people vomit blood at a glance? Could it be engraved with top-notch cultivation techniques?" At this point, the bronze beard shook his head again: "Although I don't know how the stone monument is. It’s not the culprit, because we found the culprit."

"found it?"

"After we rescued you, a large number of clansmen were left behind. The bottom was dug up, and finally an amazing thing was found!"

"What is it?"

"You'll know if you come out and have a look!"

The copper hammer reached out to help Zhang Mu up.

Leng Yun took the lead and grabbed his arm and said: "Let me come, I will carry you!"

After Zhang Mu woke up, for unknown reasons, he was now in an extremely weak state. The whole body didn't even have a bit of strength, so she had to let Leng Yun recite from the stone house.

There are many huge bones piled outside. According to Leng Yun, they were all found in the cave where Zhang Mu was found. Because of the age, most of them have decayed, and only a few of them are still worthy of use.

Du Rongrong sat at the door, her eyes lit up and said, "Mu Mu, are you finally awake?"

Bronze whisker pointed in a direction, "That thing is placed there, you follow me."

The center of the Blackhammer tribe is a huge well. A cross-shaped shelf is erected next to it, and a distinctive corpse is tied to it. The manhole cover is opened, and the invisible hot air is constantly scouring the body. Those invisible auras are the aura of earth fire. If ordinary steel is placed on it, it will melt in less than 10 seconds. The corpse was washed for a day, but Wensi did not move.

Zhang Mu looked at the corpse carefully, its bones were dark gold, very complete. The most incredible thing is that some flesh and blood grow on the skeleton, and in its chest cavity, there is a complete heart, which is slowly squirming, as if it has life.

There was pitch black inside those hollow eye sockets, like the empty space of the universe.

Zhang Mu has a strong intuition that this corpse is a god and demon that has appeared in the environment!

"This is a fallen Holy Spirit!"

"Holy Spirit?" Zhang Mu was taken aback. "You said he is the Holy Spirit?"

Bronzebeard explained: "Well, not only the Holy Spirit, but also a powerful Holy Spirit!"

"It's the culprit?"

"Yes, because it is a dark holy spirit!"

The heavenly spirit is the peak that cannot be seen, and the existence of the Holy Spirit level exceeds the limit of imagination. Any life of the Holy Spirit level has a long life span of tens of thousands of years or even longer. Because it exceeds the limit of life and reaches a higher level of existence beyond living beings, it is called the Holy Spirit.

"The Holy Spirit is not easy to be completely killed." Bronzebeard stared at the corpse tied to the cross and said: "This holy spirit fell for at least 10,000 years, but there is a trace of the remnant soul still alive, so I buried myself deeply in the ground. It took more than 10,000 years to prepare for the resurrection. But it was interrupted less than halfway through, and the last trace of the remnant soul was wiped out."

Zhang Mu remembered the screams he heard when he turned on the blessing of the gods. The energy blessed by the gods was originally used for protection and had no killing ability, but for the dark holy spirit with only a ray of remnant soul, this kind of extremely positive Energy is very lethal.

"If you die, can you resurrect yourself?"

Du Rongrong didn't believe it at all.

Bronzebeard nodded and said: "The power of the saint is not what we can imagine. The soul separates, tears the earth, and boils the ocean. Thousands of creatures are wiped out between the fingers... It's not surprising to have this magical power."

Leng Yun said, "Is there really no problem with the corpse being placed here? It seems...alive!"

"Hahaha, the Holy Spirit is powerful, but the body died ten thousand years ago, and now only a trace of the remnant soul is destroyed! What is there to be afraid of? A half-dead body!" The bronze beard said so, still in his heart. A little frustrated, he immediately said: "But just in case, we plan to throw the holy corpse into the well of earth fire for incineration! First use the air of earth fire to wash away, and collect some useful things!"

Throwing into the ground fire and incinerating is a way to never cause trouble.

Bronze whiskers lit the cigarette and pointed to the corpse of the Holy Spirit and said, "Don’t underestimate the residual flesh and blood. It is the remnant of the Holy Spirit’s mind that takes a long time and recondenses. It has infinite energy. If it is used to feed war beasts, war beasts. There will be great benefits, even a trace of the nature of the Holy Spirit, and there will be a chance to grow into the realm of the Holy Spirit in the future. The heart of the Holy Spirit can be made into a Holy Spirit potion by only refining it. The Holy Spirit potion can improve the body, greatly stimulate the bloodline power, and inherit a trace. Holy!"

Life is a process of constant strengthening, but it is also restrained by a certain limit.

This extreme value is the realm of the heavenly spirit, and the Holy Spirit is a level that transcends the limit. It is not easy for any creature to break it. Especially the monsters, their talents are dull, their own development is very poor, and the degree of race growth is completely locked by the bloodline. This is why, most of the monster groups in the wild have similar strengths among individuals. War Beasts are not the same as Warcraft, but they are essentially the same. As their strength becomes stronger, the difficulty of progress will become greater and greater, and a slight increase in the end requires a huge amount of resources.

If the war beast has a trace of holy beast characteristics, it will grow like a tiger in the future!

"These things belong to human beings, don't let the dwarves a bit."

Zhang Mu was in awe of the bronze beard.

As a dwarf, the Bronzebeard, no matter how strong his talent, but no major adventures, will stop at the peak of the heavenly spirit in his entire life, and never want to be a holy spirit. Bronze whiskers give up the heart of the Holy Spirit, this kind of calmness is not available to most races.

After a long period of steaming and roasting, the flesh and blood of the corpse began to soften.

The dwarf tried his best to finally scrape off the flesh and blood of the holy bone, put it into a large wooden barrel, and took off the heart of the Holy Spirit, and handed it to Zhang Mu together. As for the dark golden sacred bones, the Bronzebeard gave an order to throw them all into the ground fire. It would take 24 hours to burn the sacred bones.

The Bone of the Holy Spirit is a precious material of level 6, which has the potential to create epic weapons.

But the dwarves are not greedy.

Because the dwarves understand their own strength, Nonoah's Gold Mine cannot have the ability to build epic equipment. This sacred bone staying in the mine will only cause disasters. The sage itself is in danger. As a rare material, the sacred bone may leak the news if it is stored for a long time and usher in competition from some powerful forces.

In addition, any saint is the pride of a clan and is destined to be a celebrity. If the descendants of the saint learn that the bones of the ancestors were acquired by a group of dwarves, attempts to make equipment or sell them will definitely cause trouble.

The dwarf would rather melt away than covet the value of the sacred bone.

"Put it down!"

The sacred bones fell little by little, and finally sank in the hot karst.

The huge threat of Nonoah's gold mine was completely eliminated in the sea of ​​flames. The dwarves are a race with distinct grievances. If they offend them, they will surely be remembered for a hundred years, and they will pass on their hatred to the next generation. It is very difficult to reassure them. If you are kind to the dwarf, the dwarf will also remember it forever.

"Brother, we will always remember everything we did for the Nonoah Gold Mine!!" Bronzebeard said excitedly, "To thank mankind, I am going to forge a dark gold weapon for you to symbolize our friendship!"

Zhang Mu was very moved.

But also understand.

Forging is different from various life professions. Forging a dark gold weapon cannot be completed overnight. From material selection to processing, and finally to forging, it takes at least one or two months for a master forging to complete the entire process. Zhang Mu did not Time is waiting.

"Dark gold weapons consume too much energy, and will even lose the lifespan of the dwarf, so don't bother."

"What's this!" Tongbeard shouted, "Are you questioning my forging technology?"

"No, because it is not necessary, because I already have a dark gold weapon." Zhang Mu drew out the glacier sword and handed it to Bronzebeard. "This sword was sealed by a strong heavenly spirit. If the dwarf is willing to help I will also be grateful for lifting the seal on the sword."

"Dark gold weapon?"

Nothing can arouse the interest of a dwarf more than a good weapon.

The Bronze Beard took the Glacier Sword one by one, knocked it on the blade, and looked at it carefully. He said with surprise: "Yes, yes, the sword uses at least 6 good grade 5 rare materials in the forging process, each of which is It’s priceless, usually forging a dark gold weapon, only 3 kinds are enough. The forge of this sword, although also a master-level blacksmith, is not good at home! In addition, this sword is old and well maintained, But it is inevitable that there will be wear and tear, and the attributes must have dropped a lot compared to when it was first released."

The so-called expert watching the doorway, Bronzebeard master can analyze a lot of information at a glance.

The Glacier Sword is the treasure of the Ice River City heritage. Forged more than 500 years ago, it was made by the Frost Troll who collected a large amount of materials and found an alien forging master in the field to fight the ice king who was thriving at the time. The Glacier Sword Forge is not a dwarf, although he is also a master, but his skill in the forging field is not as good as the Bronzebeard.

Zhang Mu asked: "The seal on that..."

"Small, the guy who set the seal is not much better than me. As a blacksmith with decades of experience, I have at least 10 ways to break it, and recast and strengthen it by the way to increase the power of this sword!"

Zhang Mu finally let go of his thoughts.

"Give me your mask too!"

With the glacier sword and the side of Siglas, Zhang Mu has 2 dark gold weapons. Although the glacier sword is temporarily unusable, plus the gold three-piece set of the search corps leader, he has learned a few powerful attacks. There is also a battle strength against a frost troll commander.

Bronzebeard felt that Zhang Mu had made an outstanding contribution to the mine, but only processed two pieces of equipment, which really couldn't express the dwarf's wishes.

"Go to the treasure house. If you like it, take it whatever you like. You don't have to ask me! Take as much as you can, you're welcome!"

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