Super God: Melo's Eight Unique Skills Open a Blacksmith Shop

The fallen angels are endless.

Under a sky full of yellow sand.

The fleet belonging to the Great Qin has crashed, and the soldiers killed by the fallen angels will be transformed into inferior fallen angels.

The battered First Emperor, wielding the Heavenly Question, hacked and slashed until his hands were numb, yet he still couldn't finish. The fallen angels had almost pierced his heart.

His angelic protector had already been swarmed and devoured by fallen angels like hyenas.

If it is completely consumed by the void.

Even if a god descended to earth, it would be difficult to save them!

The eunuchs and refined gentlemen huddled trembling inside the damaged warship, while the fallen angel tore open the thick alloy door, its bloodthirsty eyes licking its fangs at them.

They have a 50% chance of being eaten or transformed into novice fallen angels by lower-ranking fallen angels.

"Don't kill us! We're willing to be your slaves!"

To my utter surprise, the sword buyer who seemed like a complete liar actually meant it was true that this place was too dangerous.

They only regretted not listening to him and choosing to take a detour; if they had persuaded His Majesty, things might have turned out differently.

Just then.

A silver dragon flashed by.

The prostrate eunuchs and refined men discovered that the fallen angel had been blasted into dust.

That silver dragon looks like a sword, Tianwen.

No way? The sword seller is actually a master! Those two were really looking down on him. They weren't wrong.

After that day...

The First Emperor was severely injured and almost became a cripple. He returned to the country and lay in bed for three years before passing away.

The eunuchs and scholars altered the imperial edict, and they installed the more controllable but unruly Second Emperor as the new ruler.

Ji Qi forcibly extended his life for three years, but still could not change the trajectory of his fate.

And the First Emperor lay paralyzed for three years.

The fallen angels of China, which he had almost completely wiped out, are now spreading everywhere, causing widespread suffering and misery.

The world is in chaos.

Ji Qi still really wanted to keep the First Emperor alive, who had contributed hundreds of billions of cultivation points.

pity.

People don't always get what they want; good advice is useless against them!

……

In the countryside, streams flow.

Two groups of people were about to fight, armed with hoes and sticks. Meanwhile, in a small hut, a man was sitting at a stall selling weapons.

"Don't miss out! Your sticks are no match for killing people. With mine, every strike will draw blood."

The Red Emperor's side wasn't well-prepared; most of their supplies were wooden sticks, unlike the White Emperor's side, which mostly carried hoes. If a fight broke out, they would be at a great disadvantage.

Just then, the Red Emperor's son noticed that a thatched hut had appeared here, and there were even people selling gleaming, sharp weapons.

This was truly a timely help.

He was penniless, but he would do everything he could to buy all the weapons.

Otherwise, if we lose the war, we'll lose our water supply, and then we'll have no food left.

"Hey! Fellow villager, how much for your weapon?"

"Don't try to get close to me with those 'fellow townsmen' stuff. Am I from the same hometown as you?" Ji Qi slammed his hand on the table, looking like he was hard to get along with.

"So, is this ranger alright? How much for your weapon?"

Ji Qi picked up a sword and split a piece of iron in half. He then called back to the stall where the swords were being introduced, saying, "Look at these, they are all top-quality swords, capable of cutting through iron like mud. I'm selling them cheaply. Three for one gold coin, ten for three gold coins, or nine gold coins—all these swords are yours."

"Then I'll take them all." The Crimson Emperor's son blurted out without even blinking, shocking his brothers behind him.

Let alone nine golds.

There are so many of them, yet they can't afford to spend a single gold coin.

So expensive.

It's practically forcing them to rob it! I can't believe their boss actually wants to buy it.

Ji Qi looked at Chi Dizi with disdain and said, "Look at your shabby, poor appearance. Do you even have that much money on you? You dare say you want it all?"

"Don't worry about that, I'll definitely give you the money, don't worry." The Red Emperor's son patted his chest, looking like he was ready to go all out.

"I want all of these weapons."

The White Emperor's son, dressed in a rather clean and wealthy manner, spoke forcefully, followed by a large group of people carrying hoes.

Ji Qi stretched out both hands, spreading his ten fingers: "In that case, you can offer ten gold coins, and I'll sell them all to you."

"Ten gold coins, hahaha!"

Bai Dizi laughed loudly with a roguish air, stomping his foot on the table as he spoke in a thuggish manner, "This road is mine, this tree is mine. I'm already being lenient by not asking you for money on my turf, and you actually dare to ask me for money? You're making fun of us brothers and we'll have to fight."

"Seriously? You're planning to rob us?"

"So what if I rob you? It's the middle of nowhere, who told you to be so careless as to come here to sell things?"

"Then I won't be polite!"

As he spoke, Ji Qi overturned his stall, and all the swords fell in front of Chi Dizi and the others.

The White Emperor's son had already surrounded him with his men, hoes in hand. He roared at the still somewhat bewildered Red Emperor's son and his group, "Damn it! What are you all standing there for? Grab my weapons and hack them down!"

Ding ding ding!

The two groups engaged in a fierce firefight.

Ji Qi was stirring things up from the side.

"Go for it! Good job! Don't be a coward, chop his neck!"

Swish!

Driven to a frenzy by his words, the Crimson Emperor's son severed the White Emperor's son's head with a single blow.

The scene instantly became awkward.

The crowd looked at each other in dismay and fear. They had actually killed someone! Murder was a serious crime! They were doomed.

"Someone's dead! Someone's dead!"

In an instant, more than half of the people ran away.

Even the Crimson Emperor was a bit dumbfounded. He had actually killed the White Emperor, whose angel genes had not yet awakened.

Although he had always wanted to do this.

"Big brother, what do we do now?" The burly man with a thick beard asked, his rough voice tinged with panic.

The decision was made by Ji Qi.

"What else can you do? You've all committed murder, you're doomed. I suggest you just rebel against the tyrannical Qin."

"I happen to have this batch of weapons, so I'll give them to you as seed money. I just hope that you will achieve something in the future."

"If I become rich and powerful, let's not forget each other!"

"What do you mean, 'dog's wealth'? Are you calling my brother a dog?"

"You fatso, how terrible is your lack of education? It's the 'gou' in 'gouqi' (苟且), the 'gou' in 'gou tuozai' (苟躲着), you know?"

At this moment, the Crimson Emperor was simply looking at Ji Qi intently, and then he moved closer to him without any hesitation to examine him closely.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Young swordsman, are we...? Where have we met before? But I can't quite remember."

"There are countless people in the world who look alike. Instead of wondering whether we've seen you before, you should be thinking about how to get out of this mess, since you've already broken the law by killing someone."

"Didn't we tell them to rebel?"

"I told you not to rebel, and you actually did! You're such a fool!"

"Now that the First Emperor is dead, only the messengers of heaven can subdue these fallen angels from the void, and I happen to be one of them."

"Even the First Emperor died at the hands of a fallen angel, so what? You think you, a country bumpkin, are more capable than him?"

"How will we know if we don't try? We're already at a dead end anyway, we can't end up like him, dying before our genes are even activated, can we?"

"And Gou Fugui, I will never forget him."

The Red Emperor's son was very open-minded and shrugged indifferently.