Twisted Realm

"Secondary metal refining ceremony? Secondary energy nuclear refining ceremony?"

Meng Xuan's eyes lit up, and after careful inspection, he found that these two ceremonies were indeed very valuable.

The secondary metal smelting ceremony can use specific materials and patterns to perform ritual smelting, change the material composition of the receiving items, and convert them into secondary metals.

Meng Xuan immediately searched for the "common sense" type of knowledge that the Fourth Wisdom bestowed on the ritual, and found that in the Nelson civilization, all metals that can be classified have powerful powers.

Although the secondary is the lowest grade, its firmness, sharpness, weight, toughness, etc. are at least three to four times that of ordinary refined steel. The most important thing is that the secondary metal has certain memory properties. , weapons made of secondary metals are extremely difficult to damage.

"If steel knives can be transformed into secondary metals through rituals..."

Meng Xuan felt that if the ceremony was successful, his fighting ability would be greatly enhanced.

Now, almost all of his skills are in swordsmanship.

If you can have a good weapon, it will be even more powerful.

Weapons made of hundred refined steel are no longer enough to support his battle.

The last time I broke into the Angel's Villa last night, I only slashed more than 20 people, and the standard steel knives after the war were almost scrapped.

With his speed and strength after turning on the blood source ability, ordinary swords simply can't last for too long.

However, if there is a secondary metal steel knife, it will be very different. The comprehensive quality of this metal is three to four times that of refined steel, and it also has a certain memory function. As long as it is not directly destroyed at one time, it can completely Can withstand consumption.

And with the strength and sharpness of the secondary metal, it is difficult for ordinary weapons to collide with it head-on.

Meng Xuanchao looked at the ceremony materials.

"3 taels of gold, 3 taels of silver, 3 taels of Keya ore, 3 taels of Carol amethyst, 3 taels of Sicilian sea red ore, 3 taels of mercury..."

There is a long list of materials for the ceremony, almost all of which are relatively precious metal ores. There are several materials that Meng Xuan doesn't know yet. They should be called different in ancient times and today. You need to go to the library to find the information to confirm.

There is no such thing as a hundred thousand that can't come down at all...

Meng Xuan felt a lot of headaches about money matters. Xia Kerou's 200,000 yuan had already been spent almost after the heart-eye ceremony, and now there is at most 10,000 or 20,000 yuan left, which is not enough at all.

Originally thought that the money would not be used in a short period of time, but now it seems that no amount of money is enough to spend...

Meng Xuan suddenly thought of the chaos in the North District.

This is a good opportunity. Once there is a gang collision, the underground casinos and underground boxing stadiums in the northern district are all bright little vaults.

Maybe it's time to go out more at night during this time.

Meng Xuan didn't feel any psychological pressure when it came to being black and black.

He then looked towards another "Secondary Energy Nuclear Refinement Ceremony".

This ceremony is actually a production ceremony to activate energy. It can make props to seal up spiritual power and make it the energy core of the ceremony.

With this thing, as long as enough spiritual power is injected in advance, it can be used as a battery for the ritual, providing a steady stream of starting energy for the operation of the ritual.

Meng Xuan's eyes lit up. He felt that this thing was also very useful. Maybe it could be used to make things like magic scrolls and magic items in the future.

He glanced at the ritual materials of the "Secondary Energy Nuclear Refinement Ceremony", which were all precious items such as crystals and jade, which were of great value.

It seems that I have to prepare to get some money.

Meng Xuan pondered for a while. He was going to keep a low profile recently, but it's a pity that the chaos in the North District doesn't need this good opportunity.

But I just went through a big battle tonight, and I am exhausted physically and mentally.

Meng Xuan was lying in bed comfortably while resting and studying, but the entire northern district was already in chaos.

Two hours after Meng Xuan attacked the Angel Villa, the news of Aisia's death quickly spread throughout the North District.

Led by the two old rivals of the Angel Gang, the Tri-color Club and the Ghost Axe Alliance, the underground forces in the North District suppressed by the Angel Gang launched a violent counterattack.

In just one night, the Angels attacked three casinos, six entertainment venues, two underground boxing stadiums, and a black market.

Because Aisia died too suddenly, the Angel Gang was in chaos for a while, and there was not much preparedness at all. Many important industries suffered heavy losses, and a large area was lost.

The next day was close to noon.

In the largest conference room of Angel Villa.

A group of people in different costumes gathered in the conference room, around the huge round table in the conference room, chatting non-stop, the scene was very chaotic.

The first place in the conference round table was vacant. This was originally Aisia's position. Among the three second seats beside the first place, two second seats were also vacant, which originally belonged to Cheng Shan and Shi Yong, two powerful professional-level fighters.

In the other second seat, sat a fat middle-aged man. This man had a hideous face, a fat face, a big bald head, and a hideous scar spread from the top of his head to the back of his neck.

At this moment, the middle-aged man held his hands and closed his eyes, quietly listening to the chaos of the quarrel present.

Two strong men wearing sunglasses and suits with a body like an iron tower put their hands on their backs and quietly guarded behind him.

Although not as many as Shi Yong and Cheng Shan, these two are top amateur-level masters. Moreover, fighting is not their strong point, but spear skills are their specialty. When such characters hold firearms, they may be better than ordinary people. Professional level is also a threat.

The quarrel continued, but the fat middle-aged man didn't say a word, as if he was waiting for something.

Dududu!

Suddenly, a vibrating sound came from the walkie-talkie in his hand.

He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a terrifying murderous light in his small eyes.

He turned on the phone, picked up the walkie-talkie, and put it to his ear.

"Boss, everything is ready."

A low-pitched young male voice came from the walkie-talkie~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The middle-aged man slowly put down the walkie-talkie and stood up.

Bang! !

The fat middle-aged man's hands clapped heavily on the conference round table.

The violent shaking sound attracted everyone's attention.

The meeting room was quiet for a while, and everyone's eyes turned to the fat middle-aged man.

"Everyone! Isiah is dead! Last night, we lost three casinos, six entertainment venues, two underground boxing stadiums, and a black market, almost one-third of the site! If this goes on, the Angel Gang will only have to die! And the root cause of all this chaos is because we don't have a single person who can take charge!"

The fat man said lightly, walked slowly to the top of the conference round table, and sat down.

"I, Gao Zhilong, are willing to take over the position of Aisia and carry the banner of the Angel Gang. I wonder if you would like to join me in revitalizing the Angel Gang and come to the North District?"

The obese man Gao Zhilong sat at the top of the conference table, staring at everyone present and said.

"Fat-headed dragon! As soon as Isiah is dead, you want to be the leader? What qualifications do you have, even if it is Isis's turn, it will not be..."

In the round table of the conference, a middle-aged man in a black suit, with a big shiny back, ear studs, and a large number of tattoos, said with a sneer.

But he was not finished yet.

boom! !

A dull gunshot shook the entire conference room.

The black muzzle of the pistol in Gao Zhilong's hand was emitting light smoke. The middle-aged man who just spoke had a blood hole on his forehead. He fell down on his seat softly, and the red and white liquid sprayed the conference room and the ground.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, I'll just change to someone who is willing."

Gao Zhilong said calmly.