God-level Demon Hunter

It can only be said that the Skellige barbarian is born with amazing resistance?

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Roy stood still in front of a thin, bronze-skinned peddler. He spent ten coppers to buy a piece of dusty salted shark meat the size of a palm. He held his breath and put it into the space, preparing to give it to Gawain House. Send warmth to the children, "How do I get to the territory of the Toda Luoqu family?"

"Their family is in Cod Town, which is close to the mountainous area in the south, and you can get there by following the road signs all the way south." The peddler's gray eyes looked at the witcher a lot, "You want to buy weapons, right?"

"Correct!"

"If you buy another piece of smoked whale meat, I will give you a suggestion."

Well, the kids were even more pleasantly surprised.

"The blacksmiths of the Toda Luoqu family are very proud. They will only sell high-quality weapons and equipment to real warriors..." The peddler said proudly, "So they usually set a test for the purchaser. Complete the test and prove that Brave fighters are eligible to get them!"

"I heard that the Toda Luoqu family has encountered serious trouble recently, and several people have died. The test is expected to be very difficult."

"What if I give money?"

"Your Excellency, you can try it. Todaloqu has lived on Udvik Island for generations. The family members' love for forging is no less than that of the dwarves in Mahakam Mountain. They have devoted their entire lives to the improvement of forging technology. , money doesn’t mean much to them!”

"Okay, may Goddess Freya bless you... goodbye."

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Cod Town is more prosperous than Swordfish Coast, and all kinds of facilities are complete.In the spacious streets, there is an endless stream of tourists.

In the center of the town, under a granite eaves, in front of a burning furnace with a blower, stood a blacksmith wearing a leather apron, exposing his muscular arms.

The left hand uses an iron clip to press a long strip-shaped embryo on the black anvil, and the right hand swings a small hammer, and as the iron clip rotates, beats different parts of the embryo.

In the crisp sound of clang clang.

His whole body glistened with oil and sweat under the light of the fire.

Little sparks splashed on his strong body, stubble but focused and resolute face, he didn't feel pain at all.

The striking action has a wonderful rhythm and rhythm, as if a skilled musician is playing a masterpiece, attracting people's attention to his action, and the heart follows the hammer head that he lowers and raises. beat.

Chamil Todalo

Age: 45

Sex: Male

Status: Forging Master (masters the superb forging technology not inferior to dwarves, whether it is in the field of armor casting or sword forging, he can be called a master.)

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Beside him are furnaces, iron felts, whetstones, and crafting tables, as well as plows, nails, door bolts, wheel rims, hoes, sickles, pots and pans, and other daily necessities and agricultural tools that are common in blacksmith shops.

Outside the blacksmith shop, there were five or six men dressed as mercenaries or warriors, wearing chain mail, cotton armor, or fur armor, wearing swords, hammer axes, or a pair of round shields on their backs, and horn helmets on their heads. .

They stared at the figure wielding the hammer with fiery eyes, and their rough faces full of vicissitudes of life were full of anticipation, which was the warrior's yearning for the sharp weapon of the magic weapon.

"clang!"

With the final blow of the hammer, Chamir removed the embryo that had the embryonic form of the long sword.

The witcher in a black cloak stepped past the waiting men and stepped straight into the blacksmith shop.

The five mercenaries didn't stop him, but showed a look of joke on their faces.

"Master Chamil... my humble Oaks, I heard the name of the forging family of Skellige Todaloqu, and I am here to visit..."

"Sorry, there was an accident in the forge in the mountains recently. Currently, the most suitable forging furnace cannot be used, and there is no way to forge high-grade equipment. You can only buy ordinary-grade equipment, and you follow the rules and go outside to line up." The man took off his dirty clothes. Xi's cotton gloves, his eyes turned to the witcher, his voice was calm and powerful, with a sound like a forging hammer hitting steel.

However, there was a hint of tiredness and anxiety faintly in his expression.

"To be honest, I'm not here to buy equipment." Roy shook his head and sincerely requested, "I want to hire a master forger from the Toda Luoqu family, such as you, the master, to work in another place. You will definitely be satisfied with the remuneration."

"I'm sorry...to disappoint you. Now there are no more than three capable blacksmiths in our family. For generations, we have long been accustomed to the cool sea breeze and salted shark meat on Udvik Island. We can't go anywhere else." Mir rejected him with a firm expression, "King Bran of the Tursek family and Lord Kratz of the Clayt family also sent invitations to the family...but we declined. Besides, there are still two compatriots whose situation is unknown."

"Haha, did I hear you right?" A man with a horned helmet and a rosy nose and a big forehead outside the blacksmith's shop sneered, "Is this kid out of his mind? Can he get a set from Todaro's family?" Armor and a weapon are already the greatest luck for a warrior, how dare he expect to invite a master out of the mountain?"

"Yeah, young man, don't stick around like a log and make jokes!" a witcher with a bow and arrow on his back persuaded,

"You have a thin body, your waist is not thicker than my arm, you can't even swing my hammer? You still want to pass the test of Master Chamir?" The big man who was as fat as a bucket, covered in mail armor and carried a war hammer shouted, " If you are interested, leave as soon as possible, don't be ashamed here!"

Outside the blacksmith shop, a group of men yelled and taunted him.

Roy turned a deaf ear to this, "I admit that in terms of status in the Skelliger Islands, I am naturally far inferior to King Bran. But there are other forging experts in my family, and I would like to invite you to have a few drinks and exchange ideas. forging experience."

"I hold Udvik's unique and precious forging materials in my hands, and it can even be said that the entire Skellige Islands, no, the entire north, south, and the only one in the world. I believe that every blacksmith will appreciate it. Interested." Without hesitation, Roy gritted his teeth and opened his hand towards Master Chamil, showing a fist-sized hand covered with delicate and tiny runes, white jade-like joints, and a piece of tough, pitch-black scales.

Chamil's originally indifferent expression changed instantly, he took the dragon scale and bone and held it up before his eyes, cautious and nervous, wishing to stick it to his face and examine it carefully.

Breathing gradually increased.

Several mercenaries lining up outside also stopped talking.

At this time, another middle-aged man with blond hair and a padded jacket walked out of the house of the blacksmith shop with a worried expression.

Behind him was a tall, youthful and beautiful girl bouncing around, with a golden ponytail bouncing lively behind her head.

"What's the matter, Chamil, is someone here to make trouble?" The man just said, his eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, fixed on the bones and scales in his companion's hands, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

He began to study together with Chamil in a daze, muttering to himself,

"Ore, bone, or alloy, I have never seen such a material!"

"Professional equipment must be used to check, Your Excellency Oakes, wait a moment, we will go back!" As they spoke, the two of them, regardless of whether the witcher agreed or not, opened the curtain with their dragon scales and armor, and got into the house .

And Roy shook his head and smiled, his eyes turned to the innocent and lively little girl at the door, his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yuna.

The name in the memory of the witcher!

Nine years later, a female armorsmith who settled in Crow's Nest and worked part-time for the dwarves!

Now she is only 15 years old, and the delicate face dotted with a few freckles in the future is now so tender that it is watery.

Despite her youthful appearance, her forging skill has reached Lv8.

Absolutely talented, growing into a master forging is almost certain.

The witcher's scorching gaze didn't make the girl timid and shy. Instead, she puffed up her chest, "Mr. Oakes, do you want to buy the best equipment in the world?"

"Then you have to prove that you are a veritable warrior first, otherwise you will be like those cowards outside the door, obediently queuing up to buy ordinary goods!"

"Oh," Roy became curious, "How can I prove it? I heard that your family will give a test?"

The little girl turned her head to look behind her, pursed her lips, and a trace of worry appeared on Bai Shengsheng's face, "Uncle Falik, the best blacksmith in our family, took four warriors to the forge in the northern mountain to meet with him a month ago. Mine, build weapons and equipment, but there is no news."

"Later, Uncle Ocala gathered another team to search the mine, but they also failed to return! I suspect that some monster appeared in the cave."

She took a deep breath, raised her voice,

"If you can rescue my two uncles, or bring back his... dead body, and avenge them! Then the Toda Luoqu family will customize a piece of top-level equipment for you for free!"

"Hey, boy, I advise you not to get involved in this muddy water!" Outside the blacksmith shop, the hunter with a bow and arrow on his back persuaded, "Two armed teams have already entered the mining area, looking for the missing persons of the Toda Liqu family. It never came back."

"As far as I know, those fighters have gone through hundreds of battles and are skilled in martial arts. Not to mention their lives, Hekna and Eileenia have killed a lot, but they haven't even sent back any news! Now Udwi No one on Ke Island dares to drill into the mines to the north."

"Weigh it and weigh it, magic weapons are rare, but you can't use them even if you lose your life!"

Roy was lost in thought.

According to his memory, the frost giants hibernating in Mount Udvik should wake up after a few years, leave the forest, attack human gathering places, and kidnap people and animals, making this tourist attraction a restricted area for humans.

If the Frost Giant had awakened early, Marlin Coast and Cod Town would have been affected and suffered.

"Did you encounter other dirty things in the mine?"

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"Lord Oakes," at this moment, Master Chamil and Yuna's father Clough walked out of the room, reluctantly returning the dragon scales and keel to Roy, "What kind of creatures do the bones and scales belong to?"

"Forging outperforms any material I know."

"You two, if I tell you the answer and hand over the materials to you for forging, will the Toda Luoqu family agree to my conditions and send a master forging to Nuocheng with me?" Roy asked without answering,

"I have to say that Your Excellency's conditions are quite attractive, but I'm sorry..." The two blacksmiths looked at each other and shook their heads, "Tuo Da Luo Qu has no members, and there can't be any less!"

"What if I go into the mine in the mountains and retrieve Farik, Ocala, or their remains?" Roy secretly glanced at the accumulated experience points, full of confidence.

Chamir's eyes were fixed, and he asked in disbelief, "Your Excellency, you are not kidding, courage does not mean recklessness... If you run into the mountains alone, you may lose your life in vain."

"Isn't Skelly the most admirable spirit of bravery and fearlessness? If an accident happens, it can only show that I am not good at learning."

The two men from the Todaro family looked at each other.

"If you insist on this, then we can only say, thank you very much!" Clough looked deeply at the witcher, "Ox Warrior, this is the map of the forge in the mountains, if you can single-handedly find Fari Ke and Ocala. I swear on the honor of the family, I will go back to Nuocheng with you and become your full-time blacksmith, this is not a disgrace to the family's reputation!"

"Then it's a deal!"

"May Goddess Freya bless you for your safe return."

Chapter 6 Ice Troll, Bear, Blacksmith

The mountains on Udvik Isle are far less vast than the Dragon Mountains or the Blue Mountains.

Specifically, the land area of ​​the entire island is not even comparable to any large city in the four northern countries.

The mountains are covered with snow, but there are no clouds and mists that linger all year round, and there are no lush and green vegetation.

There are hard and jagged stone piles everywhere, and the noon sun shrouds the mountains, and the golden light illuminates an empty, desolate no-man's land.

Roy walked up a narrow, winding stone staircase from the entrance at the foot of the mountain.

Because Udvik is far away from Mahakam, Bovis, and Keweier, which are rich in mineral deposits, the price of the ore transported by sea is quite high. Ore deposits to meet the needs of the family forging weapons.

The blacksmiths of the Toda Luoqu family will go to the mountains to retreat for three months after the beginning of spring every year, using the ancestral forging furnace to forge the best weapons and equipment, and those who buy weapons will go with them.

The rulers of the Skellige Islands have changed five or six times, but the tradition of Todalo music has never been interrupted.

Except this year.

Roy walked along the stone ladder for several hours, and the pine forest and buildings at the foot of the mountain were far behind, becoming as small as ants and unreal.

The temperature dropped below zero, and the air became colder and thinner.

The witcher suddenly stared.

On the narrow road leading to the mountainside, a large reddish-brown bloodstain appeared in the form of jets, which had existed for at least a week.

The witcher held up a pile of bloody soil and moved his nose.

"Human blood."

This is in line with Yuna's description, presumably it belongs to the team members who entered the mountain to search and rescue.

There are dense and messy footprints near the bloodstains, which come from different boots, and there are several other rows of footprints that do not belong to humans.

It can be seen that the owner of the footprints has fleshy pads on the soles of his feet, and his weight far exceeds that of a human being, so the marks left are deeper.

Roy was lost in thought.

These are not the footprints of a troll, but rather bear paws.

And according to the size of the palm print, it can be deduced that this bear is more than three meters long and over 1.6 meters high at the shoulders, which can be considered a giant among brown bears.

"Could it be that the brown bear attacked the blacksmith in the mine?"

The witcher followed the blood and footprints all the way, and got into a dark mine hole on the platform.

The mine is huge and deep, and strong pine wood is made of wooden frames to support the ceiling and side walls.

The complex terrain is like a cobweb maze.

Traces of digging and digging can be seen everywhere on both sides of the corridor—several bags of waste mines that have not been disposed of in time, rusty mining picks, and oilcloth torches hanging on the side walls every few steps. Bright.

The light came on.

The mine is not dull, there is faint cold air blowing from the other side where you can't see your fingers.

Roy was looking for the faint scent of blood and footprints in mid-air, and he jumped nimbly and vigorously like a blue sheep in the mine with many forked roads and layers up and down.

On the walls along the way, some bamboo shoot-shaped paw prints can be found from time to time, corresponding to bear paws.

After traveling for about half an hour, he found another large puddle of dried blood on a piece of black iron ore, stained with a piece of frozen minced meat.

Roy stretched out his index finger and poked a little at the tip of his nose to sniff.

Human males have probably encountered an accident.