Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

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The steel billet of Ulu metal has undergone thousands of stacking and forging, smelting and roasting thousands of times.

In the end, the vibrating metal, which is slightly weaker in hardness, but has excellent toughness, wraps the forged Ulu billet like a hamburger, and conducts the final smelting and forging to perfectly combine the two metals. Together.

boom! boom! boom!

With the hammer falling again and again, the billet burst out with countless bright sparks.

For a full seven days, the sleepless forging of the knife has made the two Wang Yue unable to remember how many times he has swung the hammer.

How many times? Or tens of thousands of times? Or maybe tens of millions of times?

No... none of that matters!

In other words, there is no time to think at all. What he is thinking about now is how to complete the forging of the knife.

He stared at the billet with all his attention, feeling the slight deformation of the billet every time the hammer was dropped, to prevent the angle and strength of the next drop from changing, which would destroy this precious piece of steel.

"Mella, raise the flame temperature!"

Two Wang Yue's voice seemed extremely cold and ruthless.

Although Mera was so tired that he nearly fainted, he brutally gave the order to raise the temperature of the billet again.

During the seven days of forging the knife, if you want to pick the most tired person, it must be the hot little Loli Mela. She is the only person who can control the temperature of the eternal fire, and the flame is the most important thing in the forging knife. Indispensable things.

Uninterrupted regulation of the flame temperature made Mera's spiritual power almost exhausted.

But at this moment, the order given by the master still prompted Meera to persevere, puffed up her cheeks, and blew a strong wind of spiritual pressure, which raised the temperature in the casting furnace to a terrifying level again.

"Continue heating!" Wang Yue urged: "It's not enough, the current temperature is not enough to stretch the billet!"

"Yes! Lord Wang Yue!" Mela's face was pale, and she tried her best to raise the temperature of the stove.

The whistling eternal fire burned the steel billets that had been stacked and double-teamed thousands of times a little bit red, until it turned orange!

"It's now!" Wang Yue's eyes lit up and shouted, "Lotus, pull out the billet and fix it, I'm going to forge a knife shape!"

"Yes, Lord Wang Yue!" The second tired Qiyuan Lianhua, regardless of his physical exhaustion, threw out the two braids behind his head, grabbed the newly heated billet, and dragged it to the anvil.

"Then... let's get started!"

The two Wang Yue stared at the orange-red billet, and her spirit reached incomparable concentration.

After fully entering the state, he is no longer the funny hip-hop man, but Wang Yue!

The internal structure of the metal, the degree of fusion, the temperature of the flame, the temperature of the billet, the angle at which it was forged, the length the billet was stretched, and the data of the final product, etc...

As a good blacksmith, this is something that must be understood.

Countless details that require a lot of calculation make Ermei Wangyue's brain enter a state of overload, not daring to stop for a minute or a second.

There must be no carelessness in the slightest, otherwise a single mistake will destroy the entire billet... in one fell swoop!

Boom-!

The first heavy hammer fell, and the entire temple was shaking.

The orange-red billet was smashed by a single blow to produce a huge deformation, and a large piece was dented from the root.

But then, there were even more dense hammers, like a storm. In the deafening metal roar, fires like fireworks in midsummer splattered, and the terrifying force even set off bursts of gusts of wind, wrapping the heat wave to ravage the hall.

The lotus, who was responsible for fixing the billet, was shocked by the huge force brought by the heavy hammer, and blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

Even so, she never let go of the billet.

Ping ping pong pong, ding ding dong!

Intensive sound of hammering, such as New Year's firecrackers, can be heard incessantly.

The billet was elongated by beating visible to the naked eye, and gradually changed from a thick cube to a thin and long steel bar.

The strength and angle of each hammer of the two Wuwangyue are just right, not only did not over-deform the steel billet, but instead made the gradually formed knife billet without any hammer marks or bending, and the surface was flat, firm and straight.

However, the next order, he adjusted slightly.

Using the world tree as the raw material, the polished and shaped hilt and knife were installed on the unshaped knife blank in advance.

Soon, with the root of the knife passing through the handle of the World Tree, the prototype of a battle knife was completed.

Although it has not been polished and quenched, the blade is dull as a whole, and even has black rust in many places, but it has begun to show its edge.

"Finally, it's the last step."

Ermeiwu Wangyue took a deep breath and calmed down her restless mood: "The next step is... quenching!"

Quenching is the most important step in the forging process!

By heating the blade blank to reach the critical temperature, after holding for a certain period of time, it is cooled at a cooling rate greater than the critical cooling rate.

As a result, the blade body will greatly improve rigidity, hardness, wear resistance, fatigue strength and toughness.

But the problem is that it is extremely difficult to control the temperature of quenching.

Once the quenching temperature is too high, the blade body will be deformed and bent, while the quenching temperature is too low, and the improvement effect cannot be achieved, and even the brittleness of the blade blank will increase, making it vulnerable.

"Lord Lingwang, don't let go of the blade!"

Two Wu Wang Yue heated the blade blank to the limit, and then shouted at the crime of the hammer palace: "Quickly urge the box of ice!"

Both Meera and Lianhua fainted from exhaustion. Now she is the only one who can use the Ice Box. This was decided before the knife was forged.

"Yes, Lord Wang Yue!"

The ice box released a large amount of freezing gas, enough to freeze the low temperature of the entire neutron star, sweeping the entire temple in an instant.

"It's now!

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The eyes of the two house Wang Yue burst into light, and now is the best time for quenching!

The next moment, the fully heated blade blank, like an orange-yellow meteor, hit the Ice Box at an extremely fast speed.

Extreme cold and extreme heat, heat and freezing!

Beyond the critical cooling temperature, let the blade heated to the critical point cool down in an instant.

The terrifying ultra-high temperature is cooling, releasing a large amount of white smoke, like a violent wave of rage, wrapped in an irresistible shock wave, destroying the crumbling temple.

boom--!

An earth-shattering beam of light seemed to run through the sky of Asgard.

In order to cool the soul of the blade, the extreme heat and terrifying spiritual pressure directly destroyed the artifact of the ice giant family, the ice box. It seems that only in this way can the soul of the sword be cooled.

"Lord Spirit King!"

Ermeiwu Wangyue suddenly turned her head and shouted, "Please inject your soul."

Injecting the soul into the blade blank is an extremely important step in forging the Zanpakutō.

Only by infusing the master's soul, the forged weapon is the Zanpakutō, which can be one with the owner.

Lord understands that the next step is to decide whether the blade blank can be formed or not. Immediately, Shunbu came to his side and used the ability given by the soul to cut the next third of the soul.

The palm of the flashing white light directly held the red hot knife blank.

laugh--!

The terrifying ultra-high temperature burned his palm in an instant, and the flesh and bones seemed to melt.

But even so~www.NovelMTL.com~ Lord still did not let go of the handle of the knife, and then continued to inject his own soul and spiritual pressure, a terrifying coercion rose up, followed by blue cracks, like thunder and lightning. Branches stretch out.

"Lord Spirit King, please... pull it out!"

Two House Wangyue knelt down on one knee, with a concerned and frenzied expression: "Call out its name, and that is... your Zanpakutō!"

Lorde was silent for a moment, then a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and the hand holding the hilt slowly pulled it out from the fragments of the Ice Box: "Your name is... ...the way home!"

Chong——!

A jet-black sword was pulled out of the ice box.

Then, in the next moment, the unprecedented sword intent, like the brilliance of stars, illuminated the entire God Realm Immortal Palace.

The azure blue cracks are like branches, extending to the end on the black blade, like the Milky Way in the dark starry sky. The magnificent light is sometimes dim and sometimes bright, as if sensing the owner's breath.

Knife Name... Homecoming!