Infrastructure Throne

In the vast wilderness of the Northland, the depressed lead cloud is like a stroke of thick ink on the drawing paper, dark and slowly moving.

The old Teng Snake orcs who came out of the Teng Snake tribe rustled through the wild grass half a person's height.

Where the snake's belly swims, the grass is constantly being bent. Looking down from the sky, groups of thick snakes draw a zigzag track in the sea of ​​grass, and it makes people's scalp tingle even if they look at it more.

When they reached the Chiyuan River, the Teng Snake Orcs divided into two teams and threw themselves into the river towards Mingzhu City and Yuanliu City respectively.

The thick black snake body sinks and floats in the turbulent river. Occasionally there are boats on the river. When they are thrown across the bilge by their powerful tails, the hull of the boat suddenly bumps and shakes, as if it has hit a reef.

After swimming in the Chiyuan River for a whole day, the first Teng Snake orc climbed onto the bank. Its appearance was too obvious, so it obviously couldn't enter Mingzhu City, so it had to crawl and lurk in the woods and grass on the outskirts of Mingzhu City, waiting for its prey. Take the bait.

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Manfu is an ordinary craftsman in the outer city of Mingzhu City. As usual, he will go to the woods in the suburbs to cut firewood in the morning, and only use some carbon money to subsidize his family. If he is lucky, he can even hunt hares and eat meat.

The cold wind was still howling in the north in early spring. He was only wearing a ragged padded jacket full of patches, and his ears were red from the cold. Although Mingzhu City was rich, this wealth had nothing to do with ordinary people like him.

Manfu managed to chop off a few dry branches, and was about to bend down to pick them up, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his rear ankle!

With a cry of surprise, he turned his head and saw a thick boa constrictor sprinting back into the grass, only the dry, cracked and fallen off scales of its tail were vaguely caught.

The pain came and went quickly, but a chill came up along the small back, and traveled all over the body along with the rushing blood. Manfu shuddered, squatted down cursing, and rolled up his trouser legs with difficulty——

Sure enough, there were two small blood holes on the rear ankle, and dark red blood flowed out, staining the shoes and socks.

In this kind of place, Manf had to squeeze out the possible poisonous blood. According to his experience, as long as the color of the blood did not change, there would be no major problem. It should not be a poisonous snake. Go back and find a doctor to bandage it.

Alas, the hare didn't see the shadow, but it was going to suffer.Manfu spat with a face full of displeasure, picked up the scattered firewood and threw it into the back basket, and limped home.

Across the deep and shallow grass and woods, an aging orc hid behind a big rock, panting weakly, the scales of its snake tail began to fall off in large areas, and its hair and skin gradually lost its luster, shriveled, and drooped.

After fully injecting the special poison gland hidden in the tooth into the woodcutter, it knew that its life was coming to an end.

This is the deadly poison of the Teng Snake Clan, and it is the last resort to kill the enemy together. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the Teng Snake orcs will never use it easily. This is one of the reasons why the Teng Snake Clan has a small population, but they can become a super tribe.

When the patriarch made this crazy sneak attack plan, it knew its own fate. After death, the corpse could not return to the clan land, which violated the belief of the Teng snake clan, and caused more pain to the clan than death.

But it didn't turn back when it opened the bow. When it was on the verge of death, it took a hard look at the place where it was buried. It was very quiet here, and the dead tree above its head had already sprouted a little green bud in the spring breeze.

After his death, he would become nourishment to nourish the forest and vegetation. Thinking of this, he couldn't help being a little confused. If the patriarch's plan failed, who would these victims become nourishment for?

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That night, after bandaging his injured leg, Manfu went back to bed to rest. His wife had already fallen asleep, and his son and daughter were sleeping soundly in the next room.

The cold moon hangs in the middle of the sky, the midnight bell faintly floats from the clock tower, the temperature is getting lower and lower, Manf curled up unconsciously in the not thick quilt, frowning in pain.

In a daze, he seemed to be dreaming that he was in a cold snake den, but his body was being roasted on the fire, alternating cold and hot, and his heart beating like a drum.

Suddenly, Manff opened his eyes, the whites of the eyes were covered with red blood, and the teeth became sharper and sharper. A strong bloodthirsty and tyranny occupied his brain and dominated his limbs!

His vision was blurred, and he only felt a source of heat and a living body beside him!Without hesitation, he pounced on it, aiming at the exposed skin and biting down hard!

A sharp scream resounded through the night sky of Pearl City.

There is more than one Teng Snake orc lurking in the outskirts of Mingzhu City. The same tragedy is happening in dozens of families at the same time.They include ordinary civilians, small businessmen, students in schools, and even noble children who go out to play during the day.

They didn't have any abnormalities during the day, but they turned into demons spreading snake venom at night!

However, all this has only just begun.The City Lord's Mansion of Mingzhu City, like every peaceful night, did not smell the slightest danger in the coming life and death...

At this moment, the Teng Snake Beastman swimming towards Yuanliu City was still ups and downs in the torrential river.

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Blue Sky King City, the exhibition hall of the Shenbing Forging Conference.

Following the location pointed by the craftsman of the Forging Association, everyone's eyes moved to the huge iron monument standing in the central open space. The iron monument is two meters high, with a tapered top, and the thickest part of the base requires four people to embrace to surround it.

On the edge of the gray-black iron monument, there are countless dense gray-white scratches, as well as tiny gaps left by years of hacking.

Since the casting of the iron stele, there has been no sharp weapon capable of cutting a gap of more than one centimeter.

After receiving an affirmative answer that no compensation is required, Shen Qingze took out the steel ax from the wooden box held by Tong Er Yin San, held it in one hand, and came to the iron monument.

At this moment, apart from him, there is no other craftsman submitting the weapon evaluation. All the participating craftsmen, blacksmith associations and people who came to watch the Shenbing exhibition all focused their attention on this inexplicable young man.

Shelley, the elf prince, and Fuqu, the seventh prince of the mermaid, were originally appraising master-level treasures from various countries at the exhibition stand, but they were also attracted by the noisy discussion of the crowd.

"Eh? Isn't that the Beidi chief priest you invited?" Fuqu looked at the big ax in his hand with interest, and clicked his tongue, "That guy looks obviously thin, but he actually holds such a big axe?" An ax as a weapon? Are all the people of the Northland so wild? They really don’t look good. Is he really a blacksmith?"

Shelley frowned indiscriminately. Shen Qingze was undoubtedly a blacksmith, but he was really not sure about his blacksmithing skills.

The purpose of Shelley's inviting Shen Qingze was not to win the leader of the forging conference, he did not expect Shen Qingze to stand out from the crowd of experienced and famous forging masters at all.

This invitation is just to deepen the cooperation between the two parties, so that Shen Qingze can learn more about the strength of the Blue Sky City or the elves, and it would be great if they can bring about a few big deals.

He didn't expect that Shen Qingze would attach so much importance to this meeting, and locked himself in the smelting room to focus on forging for seven whole days, let alone forged an ax that didn't match his own temperament. .

The center of the hall is extremely empty, with only one person and one monument.

Shen Qingze was wearing a simple and elegant silk sacrificial robe, the collar was solemnly tied to the top button, and the waist was tightly tied, making his broad shoulders and narrow waist even more accentuated.

He held a huge silver steel ax in one hand. The brutal and rough ax and his white and slender fingers, the sharp contrast made the onlookers have to sweat for the young man. This gentle guy can really swing such a heavy ax ?

Soon they found that their worries were unnecessary.

Shen Qingze held the handle of the ax with both hands, and the sharp blade raised an arc high, so fast that people had no time to react, and slammed at the iron monument!

"Zheng-"

The violent clash of gold and iron reverberated in the spacious exhibition hall, shaking everyone's eardrums with pain.

The sharpened ax blade is now deeply embedded in the middle of the iron stele, unexpectedly cutting a gap as long as the index finger!

The gasps of the crowd echoed in the hall one after another, and the astonishment and shock did not spare anyone present.

Fuqu's eyes widened, and his mouth could even swallow an egg: "What kind of magical arm is this?"

Shelley was really surprised. He knew exactly how hard this iron monument was, and it was not easy to leave a small gap on it. He didn't expect that an ax that Shen Qingze spent only seven days making was so sharp So far?

The shocked master craftsman of the Forging Association came back to his senses, and his eyes became more suspicious: "Is this kid really forging such a weapon? Could it be that he asked some master to catch the knife?"

Before he finished speaking, an even more incredible scene happened——

Shen Qingze clenched the handle of the axe, slowly pulled out the axe, then swung the big axe, and chopped down again, exactly into the original gap, this time he quickly pulled away, and made another cut go down!

A fine crack suddenly appeared at the gap of the iron monument. Almost instantly, the cracked lines spread wildly like a spider's web, and the shattered pieces of iron rolled down densely, and the sound of cracking and breaking could be heard endlessly.

As the cracks in the middle of the iron tablet became deeper and deeper, the top began to tilt significantly. The crowd watching in the hall was shocked, and those who were close scattered to avoid it.

With a loud bang, the iron monument was cut off in the middle and collapsed!

The hardest iron monument, which has long been famous in the blue sky city, was chopped off by a barbaric ax like a tree today? !

Moreover, this ax came from the hands of an unknown young man from the Northland. The facts in front of them are far beyond people's understanding. They can hardly believe their eyes. This world is too absurd!

Even the usually calm elf prince Shelley could no longer maintain a calm expression. He stared at Shen Qingze's back absently, speechless for a long time.

Fuqu beside him had dull eyes and murmured stammeringly: "It's amazing, the people of the Northland are so powerful that they cut down the iron stele like a tree. It is rumored that the people of the Northland are tough, so it is true!"

The craftsman of the Forging Association who suspected that Shen Qingze was looking for someone to catch the knife opened his mouth wide open, and suddenly shouted: "Within 5 minutes, I want all the information of this blacksmithing master!"

Compared to the chaos of the crowd, Shen Qingze who was standing in the center waved the rising smoke casually, and walked back with an ax in hand.

It's not that he hadn't thought about making a normal weapon like a sword. After learning of the existence of the iron monument, he immediately decided to use an axe. Regardless of its bulkiness and savagery, in terms of hardness and chopping power, it has no blade. Can come out right.

It is indeed the most suitable for "cutting trees".

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, Shen Qingze weighed the exaggeratedly large ax in his hand, wondering if it could split the meteorite iron?

He doesn't care about a piece of material, but the piece of "black water" coming out of the ground really tickles his heart.

Even if he can't get the spar, as long as he gets the ownership of the black water, he will make a lot of money!