Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

A loud clang echoed through the forging chamber, and the sword suddenly bent, but showed no sign of cracking.

Seeing this, Ronan understood that what the dwarf had said earlier was not a lie.

"Quite good. Ultimate metal is indeed ultimate metal. It can easily withstand even 30% of my power."

"Pack your things, we can set off again."

As thoughts raced through his mind, Ronan sheathed his sword.

At this time.

The dwarf blacksmith in front of him, who had finally managed to calm down, was once again utterly shocked when he saw the hero's sword bend.

Where's the mythical weapon I was promised? Did I mess up the forging process, or...?

The dwarf blacksmith rubbed his eyes, somewhat unable to believe what he had just seen.

It wasn't until he saw Frilian's nonchalant expression that he finally realized it wasn't his problem.

and so……

……

After leaving the forge, the dwarf blacksmith still seemed somewhat dazed, and his steps were unsteady, as if he was still immersed in the shock he had just experienced.

He returned to the group, and some of his companions, seeing his appearance, gathered around to ask him what had happened.

Fortunately, the dwarf blacksmith quickly regained his senses, a somewhat complicated expression appearing on his face:

"It's nothing, I just saw a myth."

The dwarf spoke calmly, as if he had already come to terms with everything.

The others frowned upon hearing this, momentarily unable to understand the meaning behind his somewhat ambiguous statement.

However, one thing they were clear about was that the mythical-level weapon had been successfully forged.

Many people offered their congratulations, but the dwarf was not happy at all.

He just thought that he must tell Her Majesty the Queen about this when he got back.

From now on, we can only befriend each other, not be enemies.

That's absolutely terrifying.

Even though mythical weapons possess the concept of indestructibility, he felt that Ronan was capable of easily shattering them.

Thinking of that terrifying power, the dwarf blacksmith took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a hint of solemnity as he stared intently at Ronan's back.

Ronan seemed to sense something and glanced back.

Seeing this, the dwarf blacksmith quickly looked away, slowed his breathing, and then gradually followed the group deeper into the area.

……

Inside the Golden Village, in a cozy, pink and white room.

As Vlame knelt on the soft bed, listening to the occasional roaring sounds coming from outside, a sense of unease welled up in his heart.

She looked out the window with a complicated expression.

Although she couldn't see anyone, her omnipotent senses told her that her brothers and sisters were all outside fighting fiercely with the enemy.

The enemy was extremely powerful, and even with the older siblings joining forces, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Brother Ronan, Sister Frilian, and Master, please come back quickly! Sister Kunoa and the others are about to collapse."

Vlame clasped his hands together in front of his chest and prayed silently.

Although Golden Township wasn't their real home, they had lived there for a while and had developed feelings for it.

Vlamé couldn't bear to see the beautiful environment here destroyed.

……

At sea, Carrera was panting heavily, her forehead covered in sweat.

She never expected that this white ice dragon named Velusad would be so troublesome.

None of the previously unleashed attack spells hit their target; they were all ineffective.

Fortunately, she adjusted her strategy in time and spent some time completely shifting the battlefield.

She stared intently at Bai Binglong, adjusted her breathing, and then slowly opened her hands, only to quickly close them again.

Boom—!

The immense gravitational pull drew a vast torrent of energy from the seabed, tearing and shattering the air.

The surrounding seawater was also affected by this powerful force, forming a huge whirlpool that covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Leon, who was not far away, saw this scene and his expression suddenly darkened.

He left Carrera's side without hesitation, fearing that he would be affected by the magic.

Bai Binglong smiled as he watched Carrera's actions:

"Is this your strongest attack? Hmm, not bad, it's nuclear strike magic, much better than before."

"If only we had used it from the beginning, but unfortunately, I was already prepared."

"Your trick is no longer effective against me."

"Whether it's useful or not, let's see if you can catch it first!"

Carrera gritted her teeth and uttered harsh words; this was indeed the strongest attack she currently possessed.

The matter summoned from hell will break through gravity in the form of energy, destroying everything the enemy has in all directions.

Because it utilizes the environment, its power is several times or even dozens of times stronger than magic of the same level.

Admittedly, due to limitations in controlling the magic element, this move cannot reach its ideal ultimate form.

Even so, defeating enemies of a higher level in an instant is a piece of cake.

She shouted:

"Take this, Collapse Annihilation Wave!"

Chapter 118, Ruins Exploration Ends, Encounter with the White Ice Dragon

"Take this, intruder."

Meanwhile, as Ronan and his group ventured deeper into the ruins, the creatures they encountered became increasingly intelligent.

At the same time, their size is getting smaller and smaller, gradually matching the aesthetics of the elves.

When they reached the third checkpoint, Ronan stopped.

The road ahead was blocked by a humanoid puppet.

The puppet's body gleamed with a cold gray light, and although it had no facial features, it could accurately pinpoint the enemy's location.

With a fluid yet eerie movement, it drew its sword from its waist, the tip pointing at Ronan and his group.

Immediately afterwards, black flames suddenly ignited along the blade.

With a forceful swing, the knife fell with a "whoosh" and disappeared from its spot.

Before anyone could react, it appeared beside an elf girl from the Magic Dynasty and swung its knife down fiercely.

This series of actions was completed almost in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing this, Ronan frowned slightly.

Although he didn't know why it attacked the elf girl, Ronan still parried the attack and kicked it away.

boom!

The puppet, like a kite with a broken string, shattered into countless parts in mid-air, but was then reassembled under the influence of some force.

It returned to its original state as soon as it landed.

"Wow."

Ronan was taken aback; even Magneto would be ashamed of his speed.

"what's the situation?"

The fleeting battle beside them left everyone completely baffled.

They didn't even see what happened before the puppet flew away.

The same goes for the elf girl.

She blinked, recalling the scene from just now, and a strong feeling of excitement welled up in her heart.

Did I... almost get killed?

Ew! How scary!

As a scholar, she had little fighting ability.

If he hadn't been acquainted with Ailian, he probably wouldn't have gotten this good job exploring ancient ruins.

But that's too dangerous.

Amidst a surge of thoughts, the puppet charged forward once more, sword in hand.

It seemed to have no recollection of what had just happened and was focused solely on attacking the elf girl, which puzzled Ronan greatly.

Ding.

Ronan drew his sword and casually parried the attack.

The Dark Elf then quickly explained:

“Master, this is a magic puppet assembled by combining elven engineering and elven magic core.”

"It's almost the same as the one we encountered in the previous level, except that it's smaller and its performance has been greatly enhanced."

"Its body is indestructible, and the knife in its hand is probably between the Special and Legendary levels."

"The black flames are a mixture of dark magic and fire magic, capable of causing damage to matter that cannot be healed in a short period of time."

"There's only one way to solve this, Master. Do you know sealing techniques?"