
No one could understand the importance of master blacksmiths to the entire dwarf race.
The Dwarf Race without the existence of Master Blacksmith is lonely and declining. Master Blacksmith is a religion of the dwarf race, proof that the god of forging did not leave the dwarf race.
The beloved King Babbitt Ironbeard, was so excited that he kicked over a dozen wine jars and jumped excitedly on his tempest table like a child.
Not only the dwarves, but the humans present were also greatly shocked.
In just three days, they had witnessed the birth of four legends and an epic.
That expert craftsman was holding Thor's Hammer, less than a hundred meters away from them.
Inside Thor's Hammer.
Joelson raised the long sword of the epic knight, which emitted a silver glow and was enveloped in an orange glow, and a strange light shone in his eyes.
As an orange light enveloped him, he felt an endless power descend from the sky.
The strength of his arms increased at a frightening speed.
The epic ranked long sword forged from the Goldstone Meteor was originally extremely heavy, but it soon became light and light.
"This is the blessing of the God of Forging, the blessing of Master Craftsman!"
Wilbon shouted excitedly, his eyes filled with uncontrollable envy.
From start to finish, this epic longsword was actually forged by Joelson.
Liquid iron, forged, quenched.
Wilbon did not help with any move.
Even the God of Forging acknowledged this and blessed Joelson with divine light, not Wilbon.
Joelson.
Is a true master blacksmith!
Arm strength was the most important foundation for blacksmiths.Only those with strong arm strength could use a hammer.
After withstanding the sharpness of the dragon's blood, Joelson's strength had surpassed that of ordinary knights.
Under this blessed baptism of divine light, Joelson's arm strength had increased tenfold compared to before.
It had reached a frightening level.
Joelson even felt that if he was given a hammer hard enough, he would be able to shatter the dragon's head.
"I'll call you from now on."
Joelson stared at the epic long sword in his hand and said in a low voice, "Meteor, how?"
The blade was pure black, decorated with a star-like silver glow in the sky.The hard dragon teeth held its blade as a handle, giving it a natural and ferocious beauty.
The silver light flickered as if it was responding to Joelson's words.
An expression of excitement appeared on Joelson's face.This long sword he personally forged seemed to be connected to his mind and could understand his words.
With a soft wave of longsword, the sword easily cut through the floor made of pure steel.
Wearing the light armor of the dragon scales, Joelson held the meteor sword in his hand and activated his fighting spirit.
A golden red flame instantly lit up on the long sword. Compared to the original fire-type battle spirit, its strength was much stronger.
The eyes of Wilbon and Deaver were filled with astonishment and praise.
"If the master specializes in the way of the knights, he will definitely be able to suppress all the genius knights in the central continent and make them lose their luster," Frederick said sincerely.
At this moment, Joelson's appearance was indeed dazzling.
His light armor and beautiful long sword, his handsome and cold face, and his tall and straight figure, even the most valiant Holy Knight of the Light Church in the entire continent might not be able to compare to his appearance and temperament.
“Not bad.” Joelson was satisfied.
Putting away his long sword and wearing his magician robe on light armor, Du Lu returned to the Dragon God Farm.
Wilbon and Deaver looked straight at him.
Joelson chuckled and waved his hand.
Countless magic crystal coins fell like rain, almost drowning the two dwarves.
"This is your reward, a hundred thousand magic crystal coins."
Joelson pointed at the dragon's teeth and other materials on the ground, then said, "This is an additional thank you."
“May the God of Forging bless you forever, generous guest!” Deaver shouted in a low voice, very happy.
It was truly a priceless treasure.
"As for dragon blood, you can come and find me whenever you need it."
Wilbon was a little embarrassed when he heard that.
He had not helped anything in the process of forging meteors, and he had taken so many items for free.The rarest thing was that he had witnessed the birth of the long sword of an epic knight.
It also greatly helped him on the path of forging.
The dwarves were not good at expressing their gratitude, so Wilbon recalled this friendship.
After not resting for a few days, Deaver was so tired that he felt dizzy.
But it was too hot in Thor's Hammer so he had to open the door to get some fresh air.
As soon as he opened the door, Deaver was startled by the scene outside.
Deaver saw that the dilapidated path in front of Thor's Hammer was full of people.
There were dwarves and humans, all staring at him excitedly.
Deaver's surprised.
When he saw the face of the person standing in front, he almost jumped up.
He was nearly 1.5 meters tall, strong, and his body was filled with explosive muscles that supported his armor.
His face was rough, and his hard beard was extremely thick, there was a hint of majesty in his eyes.
"King of Dwarves!"
Babbitt Ironbeard suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Deaver by the shoulder, and asked loudly, "Where is Master Craftsman? Where is Master Craftsman?!"
Deaver was stunned and could not speak.
"Deaver, who are you talking to?"
Wilbon walked out of the room.
In an instant, everyone was in a frenzy.
"It's Wilbon! Princess of Master Craftsman Colridge. Now he is also a Master Craftsman!"
"Oh! It's the Copper Hammer family's honor. This was merely a blessing from the God of Forging!"
"Look at his strong, strong arms. Only such a powerful arm could forge an epic!"
Surprise, admiration, respect, and approval.
All sorts of gazes surrounded Wilbon, he was also startled, but he quickly calmed down and greeted the Dwarf King.
"You are the pride of our dwarf race!"
Babbitt looked at Wilbon excitedly, his eyes filled with excitement and excitement.
He carefully looked at Wilbon's lot.
Indeed, she was much stronger than most dwarf girls
Even though he looked ordinary, he had the aura of a master, which made Wilbon look very charming.
He has a shiny bald head and a thick beard.
Babbitt felt sorry If Wilbon didn't get married, he would have wanted to marry her as his queen.
"Dear Lord Wilbon, can you show us the epic equipment you made?"
Babbitt said to Wilbon expectantly.
The other the same.
Epic!
Everyone present, the dwarves who had lived for hundreds of years, had never seen such epic equipment, even legends were rarely seen.
How could they not be excited when they had such an opportunity.
But Wilbon blinked and replied, "The epic equipment is not on me."
Everyone is dumbfounded.
"The fake has gone with him."
"What?!"