"Holy dragon brother, I know what you are wondering about? Do you want me to explain this to you? " Batu, after all, is a forger of purple gold level, and also a man who has experienced great storms. At this moment, he realizes his embarrassment on a rainy night and has a plain face and no expression to help him solve his doubts.

After that, Batu raised his head and looked at the bright light that had already appeared in the distant sky and the bright moon hanging in the sky in the distance, showing a deep and story like appearance. As like as two peas content with staying where one is, Bartle quickly picked up two epee and handed them to Bartle. When anyone could solve the problem, he would not be stuck in the small section and complacent. So he looked at the big side of the big brother of Bartle and said, "brother Bartle, look at these two Epee, what are the special effects they attach?" Do you know what this is about? "

"Holy dragon brother, in fact, this question should be asked to yourself. Have you forgotten whose skill you inherited?" Batu took two Epee swords, turned around, looked down at the rainy night, said enigmatic.

Rainy night is also a wise man. After being touched, he immediately understood and said: "brother Batu, do you mean that this is because I am the forger of blood? Because of Jiling? More accurately, is the same type of blood essence used? "

After that, he reached out his hand and stroked his chin on a rainy night. His eyebrows wrinkled and fell into meditation. He had a vague feeling that he seemed to have touched something? But it felt vague.

Instead of answering him, Batu turned his head again and looked at the two bright moons in the sky and stroked one of the Epee swords at the same time. His expression was a little serious, and his eyebrows were a little painful. He said, "brother holy dragon, I'll tell you a story. After listening, I hope you can understand."

He seemed to be aware of the rainy night and wanted to give some advice; he seemed to be totally unconscious and just wanted to tell a story.

In ancient times, there were many ethnic groups in the Zhongzhang continent, roughly hundreds of them. Those ancient strong clans could destroy heaven and earth by waving their hands. They were the favored children of heaven and the beloved of the times. However, those weak clans could only be enslaved or attached to the strong clans for living space without self-protection ability.

It was an era of cruelty and cannibalism, an era of willful action by the strong, a time of servility by the weak, a chaotic era of hundreds of ethnic groups, and a time when good men made contributions and made great achievements.

At that time, as long as you have the ability, you can become a powerful and domineering party.

You can't think that the ancient ancestors of the Terran were weak. On the contrary, at that time, the Terran had emerged a lot of great powers, and they were firmly established in the 100 ethnic groups, and even ranked at the top.

However, due to the limitation of human body, strength and other reasons, we have never had a strong forging master, and there has never been a forging master who can take charge of it alone. I have read the remaining records left by the master. It is said that at that time, the highest level forging master was silver.

Do you know what silver is? Holy dragon, that's what any forging master can achieve now. It's a kind of equipment that no one can look up to now. You must have seen silver level equipment, and know how weak their additional attributes are and how vulnerable they are.

You can imagine how painful and indignant our great masters were at that time. They had all the strength but no weapons to increase. Do you know what it's like for a legendary master to hold a silver krypton sword? Do you know what it's like to wear a silver dragon skin robe?

At that time, we had a lot of high-grade materials, but they couldn't be forged at all, which could only be wasted.

It is not impossible to find forging masters of other clans to buy and help forge. However, they often pay a price of 10 times or even 100 times. Moreover, if the forging masters of other clans have ulterior motives, they will say that they will not succeed in forging. If the power of the people at that time can only do it, then the material of 100 times and the accumulation of hundreds of years will be burned down. "

Speaking of this, Batu's face of grief and indignation, a face of pain, his whole body out of a thick murderous spirit, out of a lot of killing intention, to kill to the ancient times to return justice.

Although the rainy night is still young, hearing such a story, it is also a feeling of being in the scene. In my heart, there is a strong sense of malice towards those people of other ethnic groups in ancient times.

After recovering for a while, Batu tried to calm himself down and continued: "that time was called the dark age. The dark forging age lasted for nearly 300 years, and the ancient power was suppressed for 300 years. Until one day, a thunder burst in the sky, and finally the blacksmith was born with the thunder light.

The light of fire mixed with thunder, the shadow of hammer followed the sound of hammer. All kinds of visions showed that the baby was born for forging and lived for forging.

According to historical records, at the age of three, when other children were still babbling, he began forging with a small hammer. In one month, he was promoted to blackIron forging master in the first equipment of forging at the age of five, bronze at the age of seven, and silver at the age of nine, which was equal to the history of the human race and reached the peak of its forging.

At the age of 11, he became the first gold forging master in the history of the human race, breaking through the curse of silver. It is said that when he broke through, the sky was a vision, and the next terrible hammer shadow in the sky was branded on his forehead. It was not terrible.Well, it's impossible to prove whether this history is true or not.

From then on, he became famous at one stroke. He became a popular pastry, a belief and a hope for the future of the human race. No matter where he went, there were two legendary talents who were still standing by, and secretly, there was a god level strong man guarding him quietly, for fear that he would die in the middle of the way.

However, it is strange that two years, five years and ten years later, he is still at the level of gold forging master, and has not made any progress. During this period of time, the rest of the forgers have not made any progress.

A time from heaven to hell, this setback is not ordinary people can bear, the protection of the power with the disappearance of the past praise all disappeared, and he is still light, Hao does not care, a long time later, from a certain day, he disappeared!

No one knows where he went? No one knows where he is? It wasn't until he disappeared four or five years later that everyone realized he was gone!

The dark age is coming again. However, fifty years later, there are a lot of gold forgers in the Terran. There are new talents on top of them. Naturally, we have forgotten the genius of 50 years ago. However, even though the golden master has gone everywhere, there is still no gold forging master. It is not without regret.

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