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"I will not keep the contract!"

Katakuri stared at Mo Lac indifferently. The breath of death exuding from this man was connected with darkness, giving Katakuri a premonition of danger.

"Katakuri!"

Mo Laike suddenly roared angrily:

"Don't forget! Everything you have now was given to you by the Holy Light! Without the Holy Light, where would you be? I know that the Holy Light is your salvation, and I respect him! But I hate it! I don't I don’t need what it gives me!”

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:

"I don't like you, and I don't want you to be our ally! I just need some weapons that can help us solve our dilemma! You understand what I mean! Katakuri, you must obey my command, otherwise , you will never be able to leave this place!"

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Katakuri turned around, walked out of the cave, and climbed along the rock wall to the top of the mountain.

He stood on a smooth boulder, looking at the dark world in the distance, and said softly:

"Mo Laike, your request is very strange, and I don't agree with it."

"But you do have some abilities."

Mo Laik's voice came from behind. Behind Katakuri, the rock door slowly opened. He stretched out his hand to signal Katakuri to enter.

He said:

"Whether you think the target of the Templar Army is you or someone else, we will complete our mission, but you must participate, Katakuri."

"You are the witcher, Katakuchen."

Mo Laik said:

"You don't need to worry, we need your help, and I promise, I will never let you down!"

"Then let's wait and see!"

Katakuri stepped into the depths of the cave.

Azeroth continent at night, Northern Frontier.

In the valley at the highest point of the northern mountainous area of ​​the Borean Tundra, under the cover of lush forests, a group of busy craftsmen are delivering various ores into the interior of the mountain.

A giant furnace 5 meters high and 2 meters wide was erected at the entrance of the cave.

This furnace is composed of hundreds of huge wooden piles, with strange and complex patterns all over the surface. In the furnace, a ball of orange-red flames beats with scorching temperature.

Next to the furnace, a girl wearing gray armor was carving something intently. Her cheeks were covered by a layer of delicate and soft silk, making it difficult to see her true appearance.

This girl's fingers are very nimble, and every time she writes, there is a beautiful relief. And when she stops writing, there will be blue-green fluorescence shining between the carvings.

This is a Grandmaster inscription wizard.

"Kacha"

As several cracks appeared on the edge of the furnace, a huge iron plate was placed in front of the casting table. Under the 703 iron plate, there was hot and boiling molten iron.

The appearance of these castings is very special.

In front of the furnace, several strong men in armor were chopping these ferocious-looking steel weapons with axes. Their movements were rough and awkward, but their strength was quite astonishing.

In front of them, there was a faint bloodline on the surface of those weapons, but it had dried up.

And these steels are the trophies of the Mo Laik Temple Army.

"clang!"

A huge hammer came down and hit a sword hard. The sword, which was three meters long and half a foot wide, was suddenly flattened and debris flew everywhere. Mo Laik grabbed the broken blade and threw it to the craftsman next to him. .