Chapter 78 Accessories for morning and evening

The refugees also found the fleeing thick-winged eagle.

They sensed uneasiness, and stopped to look up at the sky above the Oujia Snow Peak.

The surrounding space seemed to be trapped in a quagmire.

All movements were slowed down, and were engraved into the memories of the onlookers bit by bit.

Ken, like a killing god who plundered lives, suddenly appeared in the sky with a cold expression. The battle axe in his hand was like a divine punishment, chopped down heavily!

The thick-winged eagle flapped its wings hurriedly like a frightened livestock.

The refugees and Heila were extremely shocked, and their mouths slowly opened. It seemed that they heard a cracking sound. At this moment, everyone trembled at the same time.

But no one looked away, and saw:

The thick-winged eagle paused slightly, and its struggle was interrupted. Like a pile of discarded rotten meat, it slowly fell from the sky to the mountain road.

[Temporary Task: Hunter]

[Progress: Completed]

Bang, bang, bang!

The heavy wings of the thick-winged eagle, the head that was chopped in half, and the scarred torso...all fell to the ground.

The snowflakes were knocked into holes, and organs and blood splashed everywhere.

The refugees screamed and fled in fear. The area around the beast's body was instantly cleared. The broken feathers fell like leaves, and one of them slowly covered its congested eyeballs.

Boom!

There was another loud noise near the mountain road.

Kane strode out of the snow and fog. Behind him was the deep pit smashed by [Morning and Dusk], and fresh mud was turned over in the frozen soil.

He carried the battle axe and responded to the refugees' greetings.

Not long after, the team continued to advance along the Flynn Ancient Road, and the last echelon also entered the most rugged five-mile slope.

Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

But including Heila...

Everyone was in awe of the leader.

In the brutal and bloody wasteland of the North, strong strength can deepen the dependence and loyalty of the people.

Kane used two stages of [Shadow Gap].

One stage to kill.

One stage to land.

He felt the frost flowers in his heart melted more than half, and he had no idea about raising the [magic limit].

…

The sunset glow did not appear.

The rolling sea of ​​clouds blocked the sun, and the panting north wind began to brew, foreshadowing a freezing rain that would take people's lives.

There are no stars tonight.

Arthur thought so.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the suitcase, which contained the gift that Wachier left for his apprentice. Every time he thought of his teacher, the burning pain under his skin would dispel the cold.

"Wise man, have you found your way?"

The beast tamer walked into the camp.

Arthur's position belongs to the front echelon.

There were several sturdy soldiers around him who were responsible for carrying miscellaneous items - two assembled workbenches, containers for ironware, and accessories made from local materials.

If the vehicle was damaged or there was equipment that needed repair, it would be sent here.

Arthur ignored the other party's teasing.

He quietly watched the beastman unload the heavy objects on his shoulders and smelled the fishy smell from afar.

Crash--

The straps fell apart.

A freshly cut beast skeleton was revealed.

"Don't frown, I tried my best. The ribs were broken by the soul crow. As for the head, you have to complain to the boss. He chopped the thick-winged eagle from the sky with an axe!"

"Yeah."

Arthur didn't say much.

He squatted down, took out the hammer from his waist, and began to dismantle the necessary parts neatly.

The beastman folded his arms and watched.

He liked this blacksmith very much. He did things neatly and straightforwardly. "Calm down and ask your heart." For young people, this is the most difficult course.

The earlier you learn, the longer you will benefit.

Arthur raised his head from the dismantling.

Night fell, and there were no stars.

The bonfire around him was lit, and the sentry in charge of the temporary furnace was drowsy, but the beast trainer did not leave. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the same place, and seemed to be busy.

Arthur approached and saw:

The beast trainer painted patterns on his face with paint. He held a potion and repeatedly rinsed an egg in front of him, muttering something in his mouth, like a shaman praying alone in the middle of the night.

This feeling is very familiar.

It reminded Arthur of his childhood in the Dua tribe.

He and Mr. Wachler stayed up late in the workshop, the fire was peaceful, the twilight was quiet, everything was focused and warm.

"Borrow your venue, there is the atmosphere required for the ceremony."

"Okay."

Arthur did not refuse, and turned and walked into the tent.

Anyway, the dismantling has been completed, only the last step is left.

He set up the workbench, lit a spirit lamp powered by animal oil, put on a pair of slightly old single-sided glasses, and began to carve patiently like a jeweler, carving magic into the delicate and complicated formation.

The beast tamer outside the house sensed intermittent ripples.

This warm feeling, like a clear stream in a bay, does not look like a professional blacksmith at all, but rather a spirit smith?

…

In the early morning, the fog was hazy, and the troops continued to move forward.

If they had not crossed the Oga Snow Peak last night, they would definitely be lost on the road now.

The wilderness is very punctual. If you don't race against time, you will be deprived of the right to survive.

The beast tamer waited until dawn but did not see Arthur come out of the tent. The afterglow of magic lasted all night, and it seemed that the other party stayed up all night.

At this time, Ken, who had finished his chores, came to the blacksmith camp.

Next to him stood Kuima, who seemed to be preparing to go hunting and came to see him on the way.

Ken first noticed the [Soul Crow Egg].

"How is it?"

"The little guy is very lively and can respond to my call." The beast trainer said proudly. "It will probably hatch in a few days. By then, the scouts will be much more relaxed, and we will get a pair of eyes from the sky."

Ken also expressed his expectation.

Santon Kaya still has several [Cangcuo Snake Eggs], hoping that they can all be used.

The tent was opened.

Arthur, who had not slept all night, strode over.

He stretched out his hand to Ken and said, "Give me... give me Chenhun."

The beast trainer was a little stunned. How could Arthur, who was always calm, make such an excessive request?

The ancient precepts of the northern tribes emphasize respect. Checking the leader's weapons would be considered an offense anywhere.

But Ken didn't mean to get angry.

"It doesn't matter."

He took off his battle axe, and was afraid that the other party would not be able to hold it steadily, so he deliberately handed it over slowly.

"You drew the blueprint, and your teacher did the casting. You have the right to see it."

Stars flashed in Arthur's eyes.

Before he touched it, he felt the power and soul in it. This resonance should only be experienced by spiritual craftsmen, but he also learned it.

Ken saw several rings in Arthur's hand.

[Accessories: Yunhui]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Customized accessories can enhance equipment, and it can give weapons special abilities. ]

Arthur put two of them into the handle and locked them.

Designed by the same person, the structure fits perfectly, and the texture and color are not inconsistent.

"Put it on and try it."

Arthur handed the last ring to Ken.