Chapter 245: Express Delivery and...System Update
Dragon's Breath Mountains, in the dwarf kingdom.
A three-meter-tall muscular giant with a body as solid as granite was forging the material in front of him with a huge hammer.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
Every time the hammer fell, the ground trembled slightly, and the river of lava flowing beside it also shook, emitting terrifying sparks.
The place where forging is carried out is actually in such an extreme environment.
The high temperature not only filled the air with a burning breath, but the giant was also covered in sweat from swinging the heavy hammer. Even the magma that burst out fell on his body, burning small holes in his rock-like body, but the giant seemed to be fine, concentrating his attention on the forging in front of him.
It was unknown how long it had passed, but the solid raw material in front of the giant had been forged into shape. He picked up the scroll of [Dragon's Breath] that he had prepared long ago, and the terrifying high-temperature flames directly melted the already formed embryo again.
The iron felt, the ground, the bellows, everything was melted under the high temperature of [Dragon's Breath] and then condensed into a long strip of aggregate .
After throwing the pile of what looked like waste into the lava river beside him, the giant let out a long breath, and then his body shrank as if it was leaking air.
He was a dwarf, or rather a legendary dwarf warrior who had mastered the power of [God descending to earth].
He maintained the state of "God descending to earth" for three days, forging non-stop for three whole days in the ruins left over from the "Dragon War". Both his strength and endurance far exceeded those of ordinary dwarf blacksmiths.
"Failed?"
The one who spoke was the figure who had been standing and watching for the past three days, and was the one who commissioned the dwarf to forge the forge.
"No." The dwarf stretched his hand into the molten river, and an invisible force forced the scorching river aside, revealing a sword-like weapon.
"Star Iron, Polar Day Stone. If you want to forge a weapon that can restrain the Dragon factor, you can only quench it in the molten river under the high temperature of dragon's breath."
Not caring at all that the weapon in his hand was fished out of the molten lava, the dwarf threw it to the person who spoke, "Unfortunately, [Dragon Breath] is not the real dragon's breath after all. This is the best I can do for your request."
The person who spoke was a young girl with long pale hair. It didn't look like it was natural, but rather it was formed after being disturbed and eroded by some powerful force. Even in this hot environment, she was still wearing a black long-sleeved leather jacket and even gloves.
But her lower body is wearing a combination of rather cool hot pants, suspender white stockings, and long boots and high heels.
The extreme contrast between black and white creates a sufficiently eye-catching contrast.
The girl pulled out the weapon in front of her. The sword had a large curvature and the blade was more than one meter long. It was not a common weapon on the continent of Kovale. It was a katana.
There was no feeling of heat at all, as if all the heat was locked on the blade.
"Weapons from the alien continent should be the most suitable for your profession."
The dwarf wiped the sweat off his face and did not ask what the other party wanted to do with the weapon. A forger is only responsible for forging and will not ask about the purpose. "I have used up the materials your teacher left with me."
"I understand. You have repaid the favor you owed to the teacher."
"No, now you owe me a small favor. The scroll of Dragon's Breath is not easy to get, and this place is not normally allowed to be used."
The girl put the sword back into its sheath and asked, "What can I do for you?"
The girl knew very well that as a forging master, the other party did not need to pay any attention to her unreasonable conditions. The reason why she was able to invite this master was because of the favors accumulated by her teacher.
"Please help me deliver something. The journey may be a bit far."
The dwarf brought out a rectangular object about one meter high from somewhere. The object was smooth and shiny, except for a hole that was glowing and pointing to a certain place. "The red light represents a unit of one thousand kilometers. The length of the light is the specific number, and the place where the light points is the direction. Help me deliver this object to its owner, and we'll be even."
The girl tried to pick it up, but she didn't expect the rectangle to be so heavy. She was unprepared and almost couldn't lift it. "What is this?!"
"It's a custom weapon. It's older than me. It must have been made by some immortal species who asked someone in his family to make it. I just received the signal of the token a while ago, but I didn't have time to deliver it."
For dwarves, custom orders are often received, and if the order is placed by an immortal, the agreed time of receipt may exceed the maker 's life expectancy.
Therefore, when the dwarves are faced with some immortal species, or when receiving orders that take a particularly long time, they usually give them an emblem of their own first. The dwarf's emblem has a unique arrangement and mixture of materials, and is a unique locator that cannot be confused.
When the dwarf has finished making the item, he will keep it well and wait for the corresponding badge to send a receiving signal before delivering it.
Some time ago, the dwarf received an order acceptance signal from several hundred years ago. He originally planned to find someone to deliver the items after moving them out of the warehouse.
As a result, he was first entangled in some things, and then someone asked someone to make a weapon against the [Dragon] factor. Just now, the dwarf received news that there were other things he needed to deal with.
Although the immortals have already waited for hundreds of years and certainly would not mind waiting one or two more years, out of professional ethics and because this is an order taken by his own family, the dwarf still plans to deliver the goods as soon as possible.
It just so happened that the client in front of me was a good errand boy. Anyway, I knew her teacher and they had a good relationship. The worst that could happen was that I could treat her to a drink.
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On the other side, the progress bar on Mo Cheng's system panel finally finished.
The moment the system panel was upgraded, Mo Cheng returned to his room, intending to carefully observe what the upgrade was about.
[Ding, kill Ichikiel, the deputy director of the Inquisition]
[Ding, you have leveled up and gained 1 directional skill point]
[Ding, achievement completed: Retaliate? That's it?]
[Gain 1 directional skill point]
The system was updated , and the first thing he received was the reward for killing Ichikiel. At the same time, Mo Cheng also keenly discovered that the skill points had two more words: [Directional].
Not only did the skill points change, Mo Cheng also noticed that this system seemed to have some new functions, or the original functions had been strengthened.
First of all, the store function, which originally only had six slots for goods has now been expanded to twelve slots, and this time in addition to consumables and scrolls, there are actually real equipment.
[Withering Stone] and [Poison Pearl]
