"Warlock's exclusive weapon: Fallen Long Sword! Length: 1.67 meters Width: 0.03 meters Internally engraved with high-level energy-gathering runes, fire-type branding runes, and dark-type boosting runes... Estimated finished product level: high-level magical items!"
The light and shadow of the long sword projected by the chip continuously rotated in front of Leylin, and a large amount of data was densely listed around it.
"The blueprints have been completed. All that remains is to search for materials and actually refine them..." Leylin's face was filled with joy.
But after he immersed his consciousness into his own sea of consciousness, this joy quickly dissipated.
After two years, the silver crystals in his sea of consciousness are still as strong as before, but their volume has slightly decreased.
And the released mental power also allowed Leylin to rise from the ordinary first-level wizard strength to around the peak of the first level.
As for the cracks on the edge of the sea of consciousness, they still haven't fully healed.
However, the mark left by the third-level wizard Avic has been completely expelled by Leylin.
However, the persistence of the imprint of spiritual power left by the third-level wizard still exceeded Leylin's expectations. He had expected to spend about two months to completely remove the imprint, but in fact, it was not until a year ago that he Eliminate Avic's mark from the sea of consciousness without leaving a trace.
"Perhaps! It's time for me to find a chance! Go get in touch with wizards in the underground world!"
Due to serious injuries, Leylin could only display the strength of an ordinary wizard and chose to go dormant, but now that he has recovered his strength at the peak of the first level, he is considered the top in the entire Dark Pole Region, so he naturally wants to go out for a walk.
Moreover, the slow progress of repairing the sea of consciousness also made Leylin frown.
He is going to go outside to find some ways to speed up this progress, otherwise, it will be slowly grinded here by time, and I really don't know how long it will take.
Thinking of this, a feeling of irritability instantly filled Leylin's heart.
With a movement on his face, he untied a black bag of water from his waist and took a sip. The expression on his face gradually relaxed and turned into a wry smile: "Also! We must find a way to restrain the warlock's emotions!"
For warlocks, the ancient blood brought them not only powerful power, but also a lot of negative emotions that came with it.
This kind of emotion will lurk in their blood or even deep in their souls, and it will come out to make trouble from time to time, making the warlock fall into extreme emotionality.
This is almost unbearable for wizards who pursue reason and have a strong desire for control.
Therefore, Leylin has been looking for a solution to this problem.
"There have been gaps in the inheritance of the south coast. There are very few things preserved from ancient times. Even the warlock only mentioned a few words. It is unlikely that there is any way! But it is different here!"
There was hope in Leylin's eyes, "This is the Dark Pole Realm! It is part of the underground world! Even due to the severance of traffic, it has not been affected by outsiders, and it has preserved the ancient inheritance relatively well. If Let’s say, besides the Central Continent, there are several other places where warlock research materials can be found, and this is definitely one of them!”
Thinking of this, Leylin touched his chin again.
"The town of Burt is too remote after all, and the resources of the Wuti Wasteland can at most attract a few apprentices. I can't see a few wizards at all. It seems that I have to go to a deeper level of the Dark Pole..."
Burt Town is only a small town in the entire Dark Pole Region, and Leylin has stayed here for more than two years and has not seen many wizards.
And above the small town, there is a larger city, so that the layers are progressive, and finally it is the capital of the Eastern Region!
Leylin can be sure that there are a large number of wizards in these cities!
The rules of the underground world are a bit different from those on the south coast. The existence of wizards is relatively open, and they will not deliberately hide in some remote corners, creating a feeling of isolation from the world.
But the status of wizards who have mastered power is naturally high, and even nobles have to salute when they see them.
"Although the population of the entire Antarctic Region is only about half of that of the South Coast, due to the widespread spread of advanced meditation methods and the credits of those simplified versions, the occurrence rate of wizards here is still very high. The entire wizard class is somewhat similar to that of the South Coast. , I just don’t know the number of third-level wizards, and whether there will be Morning Star wizards... "
Leylin held his chin and fell into deep thought.
And the candlestick on the table exuded a dark yellow flame, reflecting Leylin's shadow on the wall for a long time, swaying...
In the afternoon of the second day, Longbottom Jr. came to the store on time.
"You are very punctual! I like such a child who knows the rules!"
Leylin was bored and occupied the original position of Weilin, yawned on the counter, and pointed to the warehouse next to him, "Your task is to move those anvils to the open space behind!"
"Boss! Is this..." Weilin endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, pointing to the warehouse and said to Leylin.
"But each of those anvils is heavier than Longbottom?"
And following his fingers, through the half-open warehouse door, he could see pieces of anvils the size of human heads inside.
This is the raw material used in Leylin's smelting. It has a high density and a terrifying weight.
When they first shipped them, he called three strong men, and it took him an afternoon to transport them all. In Weilin's view, Leylin's assignment of this kind of work was obviously suspected of embarrassing the children.
"Do it or not, it's up to him!"
Leylin shrugged his shoulders, then found a reclining chair, and took a nap comfortably on it.
"Brother Weilin! I want to try!" Looking at the pile of anvils, Little Longbottom swallowed hard, but then looked at Leylin who was dozing aside, with a firm expression on his face, and stepped forward. moved up.
The weight of the anvil was very heavy, and just lifting the iron block a centimeter away from the ground made both of Longbottom's arms tremble slightly.
boom! Longbottom arched his back, moved slowly, and came to the flat ground behind. The iron block fell into it, making a dull sound.
"Hoo hoo..." Just moving it once made Longbottom gasping for breath, with sweat dripping down his face.
"Longbottom! You can't do this anymore, it will cause permanent damage to your body..."
Weilin naturally knew that such a terrifying amount of labor would definitely leave permanent damage on a still developing child, and even leave it disabled!
Even if it wasn't for the sake of Longbottom's beautiful sister, Willin felt that he couldn't let this young fellow who had hit it off go on.
"No!" Longbottom glanced in the direction of Leylin who had already walked away, with a firm expression on his face.
Thus, throughout the afternoon, the residents of Burt Town could see a strange scene in Leylin's weapon shop.
A thin boy, carrying a black iron block half as tall as himself, squirmed bit by bit on the ground.
That day, after two hours of work, Longbottom's hands and feet were already shaking, and he didn't have the energy to fiddle with any swords, so he dragged his tired body back.
This kind of work lasted for ten days before Longbottom vacated all the anvils in a warehouse to the open space in the backyard.
"Your work efficiency is really slow!"
Leylin commented with dissatisfaction on his face, "Next, I need you to move all these anvils back to the warehouse! Do you understand?"
"But, Master Leylin..." After hearing this task, Longbottom's body visibly trembled. The ten days of high-intensity labor made his back ache, and it was so painful that he couldn't sleep at night. move back? Longbottom felt that he would be exhausted to death!
He is not here to do something! He also has to help his parents with work every day!
"Boss! You are teasing people!"
Weilin on the side finally couldn't see it anymore, jumped out and shouted.
"Shut up!" Leylin said lightly, but his gaze made Weilin back up again and again, clutching his chest, unable to utter a word.
"I'm the boss here! I have the final say!" Leylin said with a joking smile on his lips, "Boy! You can leave! But from now on, don't come to my shop again!"
Longbottom was silent for a long time, and then he came to the anvil without saying a word, and began to move it back.
"Fun boy!"
Leylin poured himself a cup of mint-flavored drink, and watched Longbottom keep busy.
It will take some time to prepare before leaving, he just happens to be a little bored, and he only needs to pay attention to the daily chip calculations, just in time to tease this kid.
This kind of heavy work is not something a child can bear, and if one is not careful when moving it, it is easy to be injured. Leylin has already found bruises on Longbottom's calf and arm.
"How long can it last? I'm looking forward to it?"
Leylin touched his chin, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then, after a few more days, Longbottom's eyes were lifeless, and he even swayed when he walked. It made people worry that this kid would die just like that.
And an expected person also came to visit Leylin's shop.
"Respected Master Leylin!" A very beautiful young woman in a burlap skirt held up the hem of her skirt and saluted Leylin.
"Can you forgive my brother! Little Longbottom has been doing hard work here for a full fifteen days! Now he... I'm really afraid that he can't hold on now..."
While sobbing, the young girl took out a white handkerchief from her bosom.
When it was opened, there were several silver coins and copper coins, and even a small piece of broken goldfair, about a quarter of its original size.
"If it's because of his previous mistakes, I'm willing to compensate..."
Leylin glanced at the young girl lightly, then shook his head.