League of Legends Millennium Warlord

It was very clear that the actual age of the 1.4-meter-long "loli" in front of him was more than 9,000 years older than him, so Lester would not feel any guilt.

Anivia looked up at Lester.

"What should I do next?"

"After I light the furnace, you release the coldest air into the furnace. Don't stop until I tell you to stop."

Anivia was stunned: "Are you going to forge iron? But if you do this, wouldn't the furnace be destroyed?"

Lester shook his head.

"Believe me, since I have ignited the furnace, I will never let it go out before the smelting is completed."

After saying that, Lester called Shyvana over and showed Shyvana how to pull the blower.

"You will be responsible for blowing the wind after a while. Although the action is simple, it requires long-term endurance. You can't do this with your strength."

"I thought you were going to make me breathe fire."

Shyvana's expression was a little complicated when she said this, and she didn't know whether she was disappointed or happy.

Lester said nothing, because Shyvana's Dragon Flame was indeed not qualified for his forging, or it was not enough to attract Ornn.

"Using the furnace family's forging techniques to forge equipment on ice flames is probably the only one in the entire Rune Land."

Smiling to himself, Lester glanced at the closed obsidian door, picked up the dusty hammer on the anvil,

Picking up a sledgehammer, Lester hit the furnace ventilation panel on one side of the furnace, directly smashing the ventilation partition into pieces. There was no room for charcoal, but the furnace suddenly burst into flames.

"Shyvana, pull the blower!"

Shyvana immediately began to push and pull the blower back and forth, and with bursts of strong winds, the flames turned into high-temperature purple-red flames as Shyvana and Anivia watched.

"This furnace is prepared for two types of people. One is an ordinary blacksmith who cannot control the ground fire and can only use coal and carbon to burn the furnace. The other is an extraordinary blacksmith who can skillfully control the furnace. Forged with earthly fire.”

After listening to Lester's explanation, Shyvana scratched her head.

"But I don't know how to blacksmith, and I don't know how to use wind to control the temperature of the fire. Will it ruin your business?"

Lester smiled and shook his head.

"You just use your maximum strength to pull the bellows, and I will take care of the rest."

After getting rid of Shyvana's hesitation, Lester looked at Anivia.

"Okay, Anivia, let's do it."

Although he didn't know what Lester was going to do, Anivia still raised his two small hands in cooperation and pointed at the blazing ground fire and breathed out the extremely cold air.

As she expected, the scorching ground fire shrank as soon as it came into contact with her cold air, and even the fire vents and wind vents showed signs of freezing.

Since he would not let the furnace go out and freeze, Lester cast a spell at the furnace. With the appearance of the rune circle, the ground fire actually merged with the rolling cold air and turned into an icy dark blue flame.

Under the shocked eyes of Anivia and Shyvana, Lester put his hand into the furnace, and saw that the fingers of his right hand were ignited by the ice flames as soon as they came into contact with them. If a thin layer of frost were placed on an ordinary person's body, their fingers would probably 'burn' into tender flesh and bones covered with ice residue in an instant.

Withdrawing the blazing five fingers of his right hand, Lester nodded with satisfaction and used another force to extinguish the ice flame as easily as blowing out a match.

"How did you do it? You were able to fuse my cold air and earth fire into such a weird flame. Can such a flame be used for forging?"

Anivia asked. Although she didn't know how to blacksmith, she had already seen Ornn's forging process.

Even as a layman, she knew that the process of blacksmithing was to smelt ore into ingots and then hammer the ingots into a fixed shape at high temperatures.

Although the temperature of this ice flame is higher than that of earth fire, its cold magical properties are destined to be unable to melt the ore. If metal ore is put into it, it will only turn into "soft" flowing ice, and even the impurities cannot be removed. Can't do it, let alone shape it into a lozenge.

Lester didn't explain much. He remained focused and fished out more than a dozen kilograms of hematite ore that Orn had prepared for the trialists from the stone jar next to the furnace.

The energy of the dominating runes poured from Leicester's hands into the basket filled with ores. When the dark red rune energy dissipated, the hematite ore had turned into orichalcum ore, which was as red as blood.

Having been a humanoid mineral converter for almost a thousand years, Lester can complete this work even with his eyes closed. This moment opened the eyes of Anivia and Shyvana.

Directly pouring the orichalcum ore in the basket into the Ice Flame Furnace, Lester began to adjust the rune array.

The ice flames in the furnace seemed to be more scorching and concentrated. The residual heat of the flames brushed against Shyvana's cheeks, but it froze the dragon girl to death.

When she trembled and pulled the blower harder, the ore in the furnace had melted into a pool of blood-red 'melt' with ice-blue cold air. As for the impurities in the mineral, it turned into something else. A stream of molten liquid flows away from the waste pipe.

Witnessing a scene that was completely unreasonable, Shyvana decided to stop thinking and cast a blindly adoring look at Lester.

Unlike Shyvana, Anivia, who had a slight glimpse of Lester's thoughts, took a breath of cold air and almost sucked out the ice flames in one breath. Fortunately, Anivia stopped inhaling in time. Allowing the smelting process in Leicester to proceed smoothly.

Under Lester's guidance, the orichalcum melt with impurities removed smoothly flowed from the furnace pipe into the mold. He wanted to make a Western sword, so he chose a rapier mold that was most similar in shape to a Western sword.

The moment it left the ice flame, the molten orichalcum 'condensed' inside the rapier mold. Lester took out the mold and gently smashed it with a hammer, and a thin rapier embryo appeared in Anivia and Shiva. In front of Na's eyes.

Perhaps it is because the magical properties of the ice flame are integrated into the molten orichalcum through burning. The thin sword embryo with a light red background has exquisite natural textures like snowflakes. The snowflakes are like starlight and are distributed on the sword in a just right way. On top of the embryo, it gives people a beautiful feeling of uncanny craftsmanship.

In Anivia's opinion, this rapier embryo does not even need to be forged twice to remove impurities. After being ground and adding a sword hilt, it can become a beautiful and powerful magic sword.

However, Lester did not hesitate to hold the sword embryo with iron tongs and put it into the furnace. It seemed that the temperature had been adjusted again. This time, the ice flame did not melt the sword embryo, but only softened it slightly. After a while, Lester took out the sword embryo and placed it on the anvil, and began to forge the sword embryo with his bare hands.

Under the crisp and powerful hammer blows, the sword embryo faded away, blooming into a splendor that was not a 'weapon'.

Time passed unconsciously, and Anivia and Shyvana watched in fascination as the man used a heavy hammer to carve out a unique work of art.

Yes, in the view of Anivia and Shyvana, men are not forging iron, but carving art treasures that can be recorded in history. Such works of art are not even worthy of being used crudely as weapons, but should be found. The eye-catching treasure house is for everyone to enjoy.

The rose-shaped hollow Western sword guard, as clear as ice, is like a pure garland embellished on the princess's silk gloves. The integrated spiral pattern hilt perfectly blends light blue and light red, showing a cold and restrained look. And contains a fiery passion,

The most gorgeous and exquisite thing is the sword body. Pure light blue ice flowers like the first snow are dotted on the light red blade. It can be said that 'the blood blade is covered with frost, and the ice melts in the setting sun'.

The ice-blue fire was extinguished at some point. Anivia and Sivana looked at the Western sword that had been formed in Lester's hand in ecstasy, unable to return to their senses for a long time. As for Lester, he was also immersed in forging. I can't extricate myself from the lingering charm of the sword,

It wasn't until the ground began to shake and the obsidian gate made an earth-shattering sound that the two of them turned their heads and looked at the huge figure walking out of the obsidian gate. Who was it if it wasn't Ornn?

Aoun picked up the hammer in silence, without even taking a moment to look at Anivia. He walked towards Lester with a slightly anxious pace, showing no signs of his usual aloofness.

Looking down at Lester, who was only as high as his ankles, Orn suddenly realized that his size was not conducive to communication.

Although he himself hates unreliable magic, Ornn doesn't mind becoming smaller at such a critical moment, lest he accidentally trample to death the blacksmith he recognizes.

In the glow of magic, Ornn's size shrank to three meters tall. Although he was still two heads taller and four or five bodies wider than Lester, he no longer felt condescending and oppressive.

"Who are you? (Who are you? What kind of forging method is this? Why have I never seen it before? How is it possible to use ice flames to forge weapons?"

The impatient Aoun asked a series of questions, but to Shyvana's ears, they were just a series of unclear mumblings. The dragon girl couldn't help but look at Lester, and saw Lester nodded seriously, as if he understood. look like.

"My name is Lester. You have too many questions. Don't worry. Let's talk slowly."

Hearing this, Aoun nodded, his expression softened a lot, turned to look at the stunned Anivia, and said hello as if he were a regular visitor.

"Snoring? (Anivia, long time no see. How are you?)"

This barrier-free exchange completely shocked Anivia. For the first time, she realized that she, a god, didn't seem to have much knowledge. She was as surprised as a bastard today.

"You, can you understand what Aoun is saying?"

Anivia ignored Ornn and turned to ask Lester. Her words also aroused Ornn's doubts. Ornn scratched his head and finally realized that Lester was different from others. He was a person who could understand. A wise man who speaks his own words.

Lester waved his hand and smiled lightly.

"I happen to have some talent in language. Combined with my ability to interpret Ornn's emotions, it's not difficult to figure out what Ornn said."

Hearing this, Aoun raised his head and looked at Anivia proudly. Lester's appearance proved that it was not that he couldn't speak, but that most people were stupid and couldn't understand what he said.

"Well, it seems I don't have to be a translator between you."

After accepting the fact that the two of them could communicate without any barriers, Anivia was happy and relaxed.

"Grrrrrrrrrr."

After muttering something, Aoun didn't care whether anyone understood or not, he turned around and left first, thinking that she and others had provoked Aoun. Shyvana quickly looked at Lester, but heard Lester translate: "Aoun En said, he will invite us to visit his blacksmithing workshop next, don’t wander around, there are ground fires everywhere, it is very dangerous.”

After hearing Lester describe what Ornn wanted to express word for word, Anivia no longer had any doubts and believed that there were indeed humans in the world who could interpret Ornn's language.

No wonder, no wonder Lester can build such an amazing weapon. If he wasn't the same type of person as Ornn, he probably wouldn't be able to do this, right?

Ornn's workshop is actually very simple. Just like a pure blacksmith, it can be simply divided into two areas: sleeping and casting. The only difference is that Ornn, the blacksmith's body is too big. The workshop is located in a volcano. Leicester seemed no smaller than the inner city of Fidelette.

Based on the hardness of this black volcano, I am afraid that even if a ground-penetrating nuclear bomb hits it, it will be fine. If the harsh environment of the black volcano can be transformed to a level of self-sufficiency, this place can completely become an isolated refuge.

After following Aoun for who knows how long, Aoun seemed to be a little irritable, so he turned around and led Lester and others into a magnificent and solemn ancient castle.

The castle is entirely made of obsidian, and its architectural style is solemn and solemn, perfectly in line with human usage specifications. Being used as the heart of a dynasty is like overkill.

Following Lester, Anivia whispered with a complicated expression.

“Before the Furnace family died at the hands of Volibear, the Furnace family, who were grateful to Orn, promised to build Orn the hardest forged castle in the world as a gift.

Although it was just the Furnace family talking to themselves, Orn kept it in his heart and looked forward to this day, until that thing happened... I didn't expect to see a castle made of obsidian here. , Sure enough, he still can't forget the past..."

Leicester looked at Aoun who was walking forward silently, as if he had seen a long, long time ago, when Aoun and the Furnace family lived in harmony, laughing and forging around the furnace. I am afraid that in Aoun's view, the Furnace family were not believers, but more like They are like-minded friends.

Only true equality and respect could allow Aoun to go to such great lengths to build such an empty and magnificent castle for the Furnace family, not to show off his skills, but just to remember the past.

Ornn, who was so emotional, lost his human friends. It's no wonder that Ornn chose to be autistic and never care about the world again.

Ornn is a guy who, as long as you can keep up with his grunts, it's really hard not to like him.

It seemed that he had arrived at the weapons exhibition hall of Obsidian Castle. Among the dazzling and exquisite weapons exhibition stands, Aoun turned around and looked at the Western sword in Lester's hand with a complicated expression.

Lester held the Western sword carefully and handed it to Aoun. Aoun also took it with both hands and spoke solemnly.

"Goooooooo?"

"Her name is [Ice Rose Love]."

"oh."

In response, Aoun carried [Ice Rose Love] to the central weapon rack, took off the long sword he placed above his head, and replaced it with Lester's Western sword.