The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

“...I’ll go get your sword.” Viner put down the iron hammer in his hand.

"I don't want the sword, I want you." The boy pointed at Vina and said without any politeness, "Come with me."

“I will leave Lumiel Village someday, but not with you.” Vina shook her head in refusal.

"I suggest you take a closer look at what's inside before you answer me," the boy said.

Upon hearing this, Viner finally turned his gaze to the black burlap sack.

As he approached, he casually kicked aside two stacks of money bags that were in the way.

Chapter 131 Forging a Sword to Combat Demons

In fact, Wiener was also curious about what was inside the black burlap sack.

First, we can rule out money.

Based on the size and shape of the sack, it is highly likely to be a person.

Before opening the sack, Wiener had considered the worst-case scenario, such as the sack containing Felix, who had been defeated in battle.

But the moment the answer was revealed, Wiener's expression froze.

"I've brought you the beauty you wanted. Now you can come with me, right?"

The boy looked at the stunned Vena with a confident expression.

"...Is this how you bring people here?" Viner asked, barely suppressing his anger.

The woman in the sack, while perhaps pretending to be young, is undeniably a rare beauty.

Her beauty was so outstanding that one glance was enough to make her unforgettable for a lifetime.

Unfortunately, Wiener had met this person before.

"Otherwise what? I offered my help beforehand, but unfortunately she was unwilling to cooperate."

"Don't worry, it's still warm."

The boy didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior at all; on the contrary, he looked like he was taking credit for something.

Upon hearing this, Wiener immediately reached out to check his breathing.

Although more air is exhaled than inhaled, there is still a glimmer of hope.

“I’m keeping him, you can get out.” Vena gave him a blunt order to leave.

"Are you mistaken? I brought her here so you could see what happens when you refuse me."

"You don't think you have any other choice, do you?" the boy said with a mocking expression.

“Sure, come in then.” Venere spread her hands, extending an invitation to the boy.

"Don't think that a run-down blacksmith shop can protect you. Look outside," the young man said with a disdainful laugh.

The blacksmith shop serves as a clear boundary, outlining two distinctly different states.

Inside, it's a peaceful haven; outside, it's a scene of raging flames and apocalypse.

The village of Lumiel has been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

“This blood is that old geezer village chief’s, this blood is Uncle Wang’s from next door, and this piece is my cheap parents’ blood.”

"There are only the two of us left in Lumiel Village now."

The boy pointed out the bloodstains on his body one by one and explained them to Venus.

The only thing missing was the blood of a boy.

When the militia, who were supposed to protect the village, turned their knives on the village, the consequences were self-evident.

"You're such a madman."

Even knowing that she was in an illusion, Vena felt that the boy's behavior was too extreme.

"What do you know? Being able to turn into experience points and become part of my power is their glory for life. If it weren't for the fact that you are still useful, I wouldn't have wasted so much breath."

"What a pity, what a pity, you insist on being so stubborn. Then go and join them."

The boy's pupils contracted, as if flames were leaping within them.

The reflection in his eyes was no longer of Venere, but of the entire blacksmith shop.

Wiener took a slight breath and smelled a pungent, burning odor spreading through the air.

Perhaps he had been by the fire for too long, and only now did he notice the abnormality.

"I'll do as you said and burn your shop down."

Finally seeing the expression he wanted to see on Vina's face, the boy laughed wildly, "Soon the entire village of Lumiel will cease to exist, and this dilapidated house won't be able to protect you."

"That's it."

Seeing that they were in dire straits, Venere smiled with relief.

"What are you laughing at?" The boy's voice revealed obvious confusion and annoyance.

"I laugh at your haste." Venere calmly took the sword blank out of the furnace and placed it into the quenching pool to begin the tempering process.

"It seems Felix is ​​doing quite well outside, forcing you to stop even from acting."

"Then at least I can drag you down with me!"

Viner's words made the boy's face even more gloomy.

His body began to swell and grow taller, and his voice became extremely frantic.

"If you had adopted a scorched-earth attitude from the start, I might have truly been helpless. Unfortunately, it's too late; my sword is already forged."

"I think you're so crazy that you can't distinguish between illusion and reality."

"...I really don't know how to refute what you've said. But some things are indeed more convenient in an illusion."

Wiener reached out and made a cut on his right palm, and blood poured into the quenching pool as if it were free.

In reality, even if Venus were drained dry, he would never be able to release that much blood, but in the illusion, Venus only lost some color in his face, his spirit remained intact.

However, the illusion created by the intertwining of the spiritual powers of Vener and the Evil Eye was not so pleasant.

Vina's reckless bloodletting was tantamount to constantly burning her own spiritual energy.

This action caused the blacksmith shop in the illusion to seem to bear an unspeakable pressure, the space itself became distorted, and even the sound of the bellows blowing sounded like a mournful cry.

The boy also realized that the barrier that had been preventing him from entering the blacksmith's shop was now as fragile as paper.

He then fell silent and transformed into a black shadow, lunging at Vina.

During the rapid flight, the boy's physique underwent an astonishing transformation.

He grew taller and taller, his muscles bulging like rocks, eventually transforming into the dark, towering man that Vener remembered.

With each step he took forward, more of his flesh and blood fell away; with each meter he approached, a piece of his body was gone.

What finally rushed to Vina was a mass of indescribable flesh and blood.

"Can't you conjure up something alive? It's really bad luck to only conjure up dead people."

Wiener pulled the longsword, which had been tempered with blood, from the quenching pool.

As soon as the sword appeared, the room was filled with dazzling golden light.

The light, like the rising sun, not only illuminated every corner but also soothed all the unstable forces, allowing the space that was on the verge of collapse to return to stability.

However, the golden light didn't have such good luck when it shone on that mass of flesh and blood.

The golden light did not penetrate directly, but rather slowly seeped into every inch of the flesh and blood.

Under the golden light, the flesh and blood seemed to have encountered their nemesis, constantly emitting a "hissing" melting sound, and then began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating into nothingness.

As the golden light faded, the sword in Venus's hand finally revealed its true form.

The sword that delivered the final blow to the Evil Eye solely through its radiant glow was not some sharp metal weapon.

With its elegant and graceful design, the blade uses smooth and matte surfaces to simulate the blade pattern of a steel knife, but this cannot conceal the fact that it is essentially a wooden sword that is completely unsuitable for combat.

"After throwing in so much ore and hammering away for most of the day, all we got was a wooden sword. This illusion is really wild."

This sentiment became Wiener's last words before he fell into a coma.

The Evil Eye wouldn't be so kind as to prepare materials within the illusion.

Only by relying on one's own spiritual will and pure soul can one forge an extraordinary vessel.

"King's Blade & Saw:"

Weapon type: Sword

Weapon Grade: C

Usage restrictions: None

characteristic:

Purification: Eliminating evil and preserving righteousness, upholding one's original heart. The wielder of the King's Saw is unaffected by any spells of the bewitching or controlling type.

Straightforward: without twists or turns, never deviating from the right path. If the path of righteousness is violated, the King's Saw will lose all its effectiveness and self-destruct.

Courage: The wielder and ally of the King's Saw gains the ability to be fearless and undaunted, and their morale never drops.

Ming Dynasty: The King's Saw grants its wielder the ability to distinguish truth from falsehood and to see through trickery.

Chapter 132 The Demon Group Separated by a Wall

When Vena opened her eyes again, she smelled an indescribable odor.

The light body fragrance is mixed with a subtle, fishy smell of blood; it doesn't smell good, but it makes it seem real.

"Vina, you're awake?" Felix asked, turning his head as he sensed movement behind him.

At this moment, Felix had already re-equipped the Thief's Armor onto Vina.

Venus's treasured weapon case was hanging behind him, while Venus was carried on Felix's back and secured with ropes.

This way, you can free up both hands to hold the weapon in case of an accident.

With an additional two hundred pounds of weight on his back, Felix's steps became quite heavy.

"Hmm, how long was I unconscious?" Viner responded softly.

The fierce battle in the mental realm still gives Venerer a splitting headache.

Even when you put him down, he needs someone to help him move around.

"It'll only be a little while."

Upon regaining consciousness, Felix dealt with the Evil Eye with lightning speed.

Even after Evil Eye fell, the dense pink mist lingered, rendering the Escape Stone ineffective.

The aftershocks of the battle caused a violent collapse of the cave, completely blocking any escape route. The only option was to continue forward in search of a way out.

The only good news is that the goblin priests are still affected by the pink mist, remaining in place like zombies.

"I'm sorry, Vena. I couldn't keep my promise, and I couldn't find the dull blade."

Unsure of Venerer's condition and eager to defeat the Mystic Eyes, Felix dared not hold back at all.

Every move was aimed at those big eyes that showed their weaknesses.

With just a broken blade, he forcefully pierced through the Evil Eye's magical barrier.

"Put me down," Vina said.

"Oh."

Unsure of what would happen next, Felix crouched down, bending his back to make sure Wiener could step firmly on the ground before untying the ropes binding him.

Then Felix was kicked in the butt by Viña from behind, and caught off guard, he stumbled.

Is this what you're apologizing for?

If he hadn't been in a state of not fully recovering, Viña would have wanted to kick even harder.

"It's true that the Evil Eye's pupils are valuable, but it just costs a few more credits. As for swords and blades, they're even more precious. If you can handle them, I can forge you eight or ten, no problem."