My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

As soon as he said this, a chorus of gasps erupted in the conference room.

"What? A treasure for dealing with the undead?"

"How is that possible? They developed a specialization for undead in such a short time?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, this is a serious place, not a place for fooling around."

Everyone must take responsibility for their words.

The officials bombarded him with questions, one after another.

The meeting room became noisy and chaotic.

The administrator sitting in the main seat snorted coldly, a flash of cold light appearing on his glasses.

"Enough, all of you, shut up."

"Since Brother Wenxi dared to say it, then it's already a done deal."

"A man of his caliber wouldn't stoop to joking with you."

Geller's shouts echoed throughout the conference room.

This silenced all the officials, leaving them speechless.

This shows his prestige.

How sublime it is in Iron City.

"Brother, stop keeping me in suspense."

"Quickly tell us what new invention you've come up with."

The administrator put on a smiling face again, giving them ample face and a way out.

This pleased Scarface greatly.

"Hehe, it's nothing."

"It's just a modification of existing weapons."

He brandished a sheathed sword in his hand.

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, he simply pulled it out.

With a loud whoosh, sparks flew everywhere.

The drawn sword instantly burst into a raging orange-white flame.

With each dance, a trail of flame appears, dazzlingly brilliant.

"Is this... is this an enchanted weapon?"

The people in the conference room gasped in surprise, their faces filled with shock.

Even Cyril, the highest-ranking city guard commander, could no longer sit still.

A knight like him doesn't even have an enchanted weapon.

Especially since it was a sharp blade that could burn with raging flames, he longed for it so much.

I was already imagining it in my mind.

How can I carry out a just trial if I have such a weapon?

After exchanging a few sword flourishes, Scarface sheathed his sword.

He slammed the weapon back onto the table.

A very arrogant question:

"How is it? Isn't it handsome?"

The officials, swallowing hard, nodded in unison.

"Awesome, so awesome! I've never seen an enchanted weapon in my life."

"As expected of the Chief Administrator's specially invited alchemy advisor, he is indeed exceptionally talented."

"I wonder if Lord Leonardo da Vinci is engaged?"

"My daughter has reached marriageable age and is studying under a master of court etiquette."

"If you would allow, would you mind introducing us?"

Officials who were initially skeptical have now become sycophants.

Using all his life's work, he began to praise Scarface.

They even wanted to get married.

This shameless attitude made the administrator sitting in the main seat somewhat embarrassed.

He banged hard on the table, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Alright, this isn't a matchmaking dance party."

"We still need to discuss the deployment."

The chaotic scene instantly quieted down, but everyone's eyes remained fixed on the weapon.

"Brother Wenxi, you've really given me another pleasant surprise."

"Quickly, quickly, introduce it to us old folks."

"How did you manage to create an enchanted weapon?"

Amidst great anticipation, Scarface seemed to channel a scholar.

He began explaining to everyone:

"Actually, this isn't magical enchantment, it's scientific enchantment."

"The weapon you see is simply an application of science."

As he spoke,

While disassembling the sword's scabbard,

Once opened, its internal structure is quite simple.

It's just a combination of solid grease and a flint, and that's it.

Scarface scooped out a little ointment with his finger and showed it to everyone.

"Do you know what this is?"

Those who didn't understand shook their heads.

"Hehe, this is called pine balm."

"It is a combustion agent synthesized from petrolatum, sulfur powder, and rosin produced by Iron Iron City."

"It possesses characteristics such as high viscosity, high combustion-supporting properties, and high persistence."

"It can cause the coated sword blade to produce a high-temperature flame that lasts for several minutes."

With that, he shoved the grease off his hands back into the scabbard.

He then touched the flint at the scabbard's opening.

"This should be familiar to everyone, right?"

"After all, this is a mining town, which frequently produces various ores."

"And the flint and steel is what every household uses to start a fire."

"so what......."

He glanced at the officials listening attentively, then flicked his flint.

Then he slowly continued:

"I used it as an ignition device."

"With the operation of some small mechanisms, as long as the sword is drawn, the blade covered with grease can be ignited."

"Let it ignite into a violent flame instantly."

"This achieves the purpose of fire enchantment."

Scarface reassembled the scabbard and tossed it to the administrator opposite him.

"Brother Geller, let me show you for yourself."

"Take a look at this weapon, what do you think?"

The administrator, his face serious, took the weapon and mimicked Scarface's movements.

Grip the hilt with your fingers and pull it outwards with force.

As expected, the result was exactly as predicted.

The burning sword was reflected in his pupils behind his glasses.

The intense heat from the sword made his face sting.

"Indeed, a fine sword, a truly excellent sword."

"If it were to strike a person, it would not only cause intense burning,"

"It can also cause the wound to burn and die instantly, making it incurable; it is a deadly weapon."

At this point, he paused:

"Moreover, this weapon is inexpensive to manufacture, and all the materials are readily available."

"With a little modification, the weapons in our inventory can be used to fight the undead."

"It could even become a standard weapon for the city's garrison in the future."

Playing with the sword in his hand, Geller was quite satisfied with Scarface's new invention.

This ancient alchemist is far more powerful than any alchemist who can use magic.

It can save him money and materials.

While the wind was still calm and the clouds were still light,

Thus, the plan to enchant weapons capable of arming the entire city's soldiers was completed.

This unfathomable ability.

It's truly chilling.

He put away his weapon and tossed it to the longing Cyril.

And he instructed:

"Hehe, it seems our commander also wants to test the performance of this weapon."

"In that case, you'll have to deal with the undead hound in that iron cage."

The city guard commander, already in a state of excitement, caught the weapon.

He bowed solemnly.

"Yes, Your subordinate will certainly not fail to live up to Lord Leonardo da Vinci's inventions."

"I will use this enchanted weapon to personally execute that undead."

He took the enchanted sword and walked to the iron cage in the corner of the conference room.

A cold glint flashed in his hand.

Orange-white flames shot out.

The iron cage and the undead were cut in two.

The spirit, severed in two, struggled frantically.

He wanted to restore his body.

However, the broken edge was stuck with burning grease.

This causes the bones to lose collagen very quickly, little by little, under the high temperature of the heat.

It then becomes carbonized and blackened.

It has lost its original ability to aggregate.

In the end, all that could be uttered was a roar of resentment.

Use the broken body to launch segmented attacks.

Cyril simply snorted in response.

"You dead who blaspheme against life, you are unworthy to continue defiling the kingdom of the living!"

"In the name of the fire of science, I grant you temporary rest!"

His eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The flaming weapon transformed into a streak of fire.

The cuts were precisely made to every joint of the skeleton dog's bones.

While rendering it incapable of acting,

Its body was also covered in scorching flames.

These flames, as if they were alive, began to connect and merge.

Eventually, they coalesced into a bonfire.

The spirits within the skeleton were temporarily dispelled.

Everyone who witnessed this scene understood perfectly.

If the core of the Undead Palace cannot be destroyed or captured

These bones that desecrate life will eventually be reborn in new corpses.