There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 466, Forging Master

Wearing the Crimson Slayer Armor.

Holding the Dark Slaughterer.

Deep blue chants drifted behind me.

A silver crossbow at his waist and a gesture of righteous consolation.

On his wrist, the whistle of Jugos.

fully armed.

To be fair.

"If you display your savior powers like this, you might just get ganged up on and beaten up."

But there is no way.

If the battle lines really become critical, he will have no choice but to personally intervene and fight.

However, what was unexpected was...

We persevered in every direction.

Even though they were initially caught off guard and somewhat flustered.

But overall, nothing too serious went wrong.

We persevered in all directions.

In an instant, the situation stabilized, and there was no need for him to get involved in violence.

And it's not just that the situation has stabilized.

Various matters are also proceeding in an orderly manner.

The canal was built, farming continued, trade continued, people were transferred and received, and education was promoted.

One thing after another, none of them stopped or were delayed.

"After farming for so long, the day has finally come when my skills have reached their peak."

It's comforting.

For a moment, Xiao Yang realized that he really wasn't needed on the field.

It would be a bad thing if he showed up in the rotten land.

Who knows, they might actually lure out those evil gods for a massive brawl.

I decided to continue diving.

I must say, the dungeon door is incredibly useful.

this time.

Since it's not suitable to show up in a rotten place.

So I might as well go do something else.

"Let's go have a drink with Redbeard."

"Let's check on how our employees at the Abyss Fortress are doing."

"Fishing while we're at it?"

Think about it for a while.

It seemed like he had thought of something.

Xiao Yang removed the fishing option.

"I don't want to touch a fishing rod lately."

Such leisure.

That seems a bit unreliable.

Especially now that the Rotten Lands are engaged in a full-scale war.

A city of hope in a land of decay, amidst the current diplomatic climate.

"War against the God of War! War against the Greedy Stomach! War against the Bone Royal Court! War against the Ghost Cave!"

"War! War! War!"

All sectors are showing gains.

But no problem.

"The Gate to the Dungeon, of unparalleled quality, a divine artifact that transcends mythology, a true helper for home and travel."

"The ultimate tool for switching lines without explanation."

"I can be here, or I can be there."

"I am everywhere!"

Since we've decided to go see Redbeard, there's one thing we can't avoid.

The original plan was to fill the Bountiful Wine Jar with some of the divine banquet wine produced there and bring it to Redbeard to broaden his horizons.

But plans can't keep up with changes, and the current Jug of Plenty is now the Golden Grail.

Its output is no longer suitable for drinking.

Fortunately, Xiao Yang had a Plan B.

Xiao Yang collected some of the well water produced from the Pure Well.

This is also a good thing.

The Fountain of World Essence

Quality: Mythical

Effect: Enhances affinity with the extraordinary.

Introduction: Wow, friend, are you the chosen one?

Exceptional charisma is, to some extent, quite an important thing.

"In the cultivation system, that would be the grade of spiritual root."

"In the context of magic, that's the ability to sense elements."

With this fountain of essence, creating a genius wouldn't be particularly difficult.

It's a pity that Xiao Yang is basically half-barbarian. If the Spring of Essence could increase his elemental resistance, the effect would be even greater for him.

"Approachability?"

Is this useful?
His spells directly burn away mental energy and reason.

It has nothing to do with the extraordinary affinity.

Moreover, he basically doesn't practice cultivation at all.

This thing is useless to him.

"But it is indeed rare enough, it should be quite good for brewing wine."

It's not that I haven't considered selling this thing.

Put it out there, and let those who need it see it, that's for sure.

"Give it to me, I'll do anything!"

Such words will appear.

But the essence of this world is linked to the will of the world.

Taking a small amount is not a big problem.

If you fight too many times, it's not much different from drawing blood from the World Will of the Rotten Lands.

In the game of gods, Xiao Yang sent a message to Redbeard.

[The Howling Emperor: Brother Redbeard, let's find a place to get together!]

[Forge Blacksmith: Not bad!]

[Forge Blacksmith: Same place as always!]

Not long after, in the All-Heavens Trading Zone, Xiao Yang found the red-bearded man squatting on the ground.

When the two meet, a big hug is an essential part of the encounter.

The hug has just ended.

Redbeard then started taking things out of his storage items.

A large oak barrel was placed in front of Xiao Yang.

"You're in luck, kid. I recently went to those long-eared territories and finally managed to get some acorns from the sacred oak!"

This very first sentence piqued Xiao Yang's curiosity.

"Brother Redbeard, will the elves still invite you out?"

To some extent, stereotypes are not purely stereotypes.

Regarding Xiao Yang's doubts.

Redbeard waved his hand.

"It's all because a fire demon crawled out from under the forest of those guys!"

After saying that, he didn't forget to add another sentence immediately.

"It wasn't my own idea to go; it was those pointy-eared guys who invited me!"

That makes sense.

The elves were indeed helpless against the Balrog, while the dwarves were quite adept at dealing with it.

From time to time, fire demons emerge from the scorching volcano.

Before Xiao Yang could say anything else, Redbeard couldn't wait to speak.

Pull the stopper off the oak barrel.

In an instant, a warm scent filled the air.

It smells like the faint burnt smell of a quilt that's been aired out for hours on a sweltering summer day.

"This taste is really unique."

Just smelling the aroma made Xiao Yang swallow hard.

"This acorn wine is really quite good!"

Before Xiao Yang could say anything more...

A large glass of warm, golden liquid was pushed in front of Xiao Yang.

Now that they'd come all this way, Xiao Yang naturally couldn't let them down.

One cup down.

It's not too strong, but has a very refreshing sweetness.

But one bite makes one's view of the world a bit more confused.

Pity.

Unfortunately, the timing isn't quite right now.

Xiao Yang had to remain rational, otherwise things would be very bad if he didn't have time to defend.

I only drank one cup.

Dizzy.

Then it was Redbeard's home turf.

He drank one cup after another.

While drinking, he asked Xiao Yang a question.

"Drink up, Brother Xiao Yang!"

"Drink it! Drink it!"

"I'll keep you company!"

And so, not long after, Redbeard lay down, feeling dizzy, while Xiao Yang sat beside him, his face slightly flushed.

During this process, he also heard some complaints that were both funny and exasperating.

"Damn it, they don't trust my forging skills! It's just a legendary quality fortress cannon! They actually secretly asked other dwarves to do it!"

"I'm a master blacksmith!"

(End of this chapter)