Although Lavel had not mentioned anything about Wang Zhong and Phumetheus going to the Life and Death Arena ever since they entered the Equipment Refinery Room, as the leader of the younger generation of the Fire Demon Race, how could she not know about this? Senior Lavel had worked overtime to nurture the Soul Steel on the eve of the Life and Death Arena because she wanted to help him.
Not only did she want him to subdue the Soul Steel and this level-4 artifact, but it was also a test that Senior Lavel had given him. Putting aside the fact that a level-4 artifact was far beyond the control of a Void Core, was Wang Zhong going to the Life and Death Arena to face Phumetheus something that an ordinary Void Core could do?
The test of relying on brute force to subdue a level-4 artifact was obviously a bit unreasonable. The requirements were too harsh for a Void Core, but so what? One had to know that subduing the Soul Steel depended on the strength of one's soul and willpower. As for Phumetheus, according to Lao Wang's previous understanding, the strongest technique he had was the Fire Demon Race's Soul Devouring Technique, which was a terrifying attack that targeted the strength of one's soul and consciousness! If Wang Zhong couldn't even overcome this small obstacle and couldn't even subdue the consciousness of a piece of Soul Steel that had just gained sentience, how could he stand on the Life and Death Arena and face an even more terrifying and powerful enemy?
Lavel didn't have to do this. If her goal was only to forge this level-4 artifact and complete her own trial, she wouldn't have to take the risk and let Wang Zhong try this difficult challenge. There was a high possibility of failure, and once he failed, all of Lavel's previous efforts in forging this artifact would have been in vain. But she still did this. Under her seemingly indifferent appearance, there was a fiery heart.
It was an impossible task for a Void Core to subdue the artifact spirit of a level-4 artifact with brute force. Even a Solid Core would not be able to do it, let alone a Void Core! A true level-4 artifact had almost reached the pinnacle in the Land. Only those who understood clearly knew that only artifacts that could display their full potential and support were useful. Going too far was as bad as not going far enough.
Lavel appeared to be exceptionally calm. Needless to say, as a top expert in the Heavenly Gates, there were not many things that could cause waves in her heart. Wang Zhong's performance was not bad. In her opinion, it was rare to see such a person in a level-8 civilization.
Lao Wang controlled himself very quickly. His hurried breathing gradually calmed down, and his doubtful gaze gradually disappeared. His gaze became condensed and pure, and he no longer doubted himself. Instead, he gathered his scattered consciousness with high intensity and did not waste any of it.
Lao Wang took a deep breath. He knew that this was not the time to hide. Sometimes, he had to pay for trust and make a choice.
Pa!
A huge pair of energy wings suddenly unfolded behind him, and the entire refining room was filled with violent spiritual power, but it was still not enough.
His thoughts condensed in his mind, and the dragon's breath took form in his soul. A wisp of dragon's aura silently fused with his divine cells. It was extracted, condensed, and duplicated. Finally, it merged with his spiritual power. Traces of golden 'mysterious patterns' appeared on his energy wings …
Boom!
Even though it was merely eighty percent of the power of the hidden Dragon Breath state, the qualitative change had broken the balance of the seesaw in an instant. The sudden increase in pressure came too suddenly, instantly knocking open the door that the Soul Steel Consciousness was constantly resisting.
Spiritual power surged into the Soul Steel in an instant. The surface of the Soul Steel was originally silvery-white, but at that moment, there were traces of golden light that densely covered the surface of the Soul Steel.
Lavel, who was beside him, was finally moved. To be honest, even if everything went smoothly, she did not think that Wang Zhong was Phumetheus's opponent. She had imagined various conquering processes for Wang Zhong, such as the torment of life and death, the long perseverance, and how he would use his tenacity to fight the Soul Steel's consciousness and slowly grind it down. However, she never thought that Wang Zhong would have the ability to instantly and forcibly subdue it. Lavel had never seen a true form that only had a pair of wings, but she could feel the powerful aura exuding from this true form and the noble life level. Even she could feel a faint sense of awe from this true form!
Was this Wang Zhong's trump card? Was this what he relied on to fight Phumetheus in the Life and Death Arena?
If this was the case, this Life and Death Battle would not be as one-sided as she had imagined. It would be much more interesting.
The powerful conquest and insertion seemed to have completely destroyed the Soul Steel's resisting consciousness in an instant. The impact caused it to become 'muddled', allowing Wang Zhong to engrave his spiritual power, aura, and even life imprint in the deepest part of the Soul Steel's consciousness without any hindrance.
Hua …
After completing all of this, Lao Wang felt that he had suddenly closed the distance between him and this piece of Soul Steel that had a unique consciousness. The Soul Steel's consciousness trembled and became fearful in his senses. At the same time, it was extremely curious about its' owner '.
"Drip a drop of blood. Repeat the steps and process three times." Lavel finally recovered from the shock and reminded Lin Li in time.
Lao Wang hurriedly did as he was told.
Drip blood and inject spiritual power. This was like meat and a whip. It was like training a wild beast. Giving it blood was like giving it a piece of meat. Then, she would inject Soul Power. It was as if a beast trainer was using a whip to teach a wild beast rules and obedience. Lao Wang could sense that some of the sharp edges and personality in the Soul Steel's consciousness were gradually smoothed out as the whip and sugar continued to repeat. It became docile and slowly started to get close to him.
After repeating this three times, the Soul Steel's consciousness experienced a qualitative change. Lavel pushed the Soul Steel directly into the furnace and started to forge the sword.
Lao Wang only needed to watch from the side when it came to equipment refinery techniques. She melted the equipment in the furnace, melted the liquid and shaped it, forged it 100 times, and so on. Every step seemed crude and simple, but there were mysteries hidden within. There was something extraordinary in the ordinary. Even a casual swing of the hammer displayed Lavel's extraordinary equipment refinery techniques. The crisp sound of the hammer continuously echoed in the equipment refinery room.
The round Soul Steel was gradually cast into the shape of a sword. The process of dripping blood and infusing spiritual power was mixed in. Lavel then started to engrave runes on the sword, one layer after another. Ancient runes and symbols disappeared into the sword like nails on a horse's hooves. Not only did they strengthen the sword, but they also had various auxiliary functions. They also fixed the sword's internal and external form.
The immature weapon spirit grew rapidly, and its appearance became closer and closer to the design of the sword. In the end, the Mulberry Tree branch, which had been polished long ago, was firmly fixed to the sword as a sword hilt. Then, it fused with the entire sword through a built-in rune.
Hum hum hum ~ ~
A joyful sword hum trembled. Wang Zhong could clearly see a ray of light shooting into the sky from the sword. The scorching and dazzling light instantly dazzled the entire equipment refinery room like a golden sun. It was dazzling and did not disperse for a long time!
There was no need for an individual owner recognition or activation. This custom-made personal equipment was completely different from any equipment that Lao Wang had used before. There was no extra process of owner recognition, and there was no setting for owner recognition. This kind of custom-made equipment could only have one owner. If the owner died, the equipment would be destroyed!
At that moment, Lao Wang simply held the sword casually in his hand and felt as if it was connected to his flesh and blood, as if it was a part of his body. The so-called 'becoming one with the sword' was meaningless in the face of this custom-made equipment. Lavel did not even need to practice or comprehend it. As long as he held the sword in his hand, even if he was an idiot with the sword, he would naturally reach the realm of becoming one with the sword.
Wang Zhong was pleasantly surprised and excited as he sized up the sword.
The sword, which should have been extremely heavy, did not feel any weight in his hand at all. However, it was different from being 'too light' and did not have any texture. Instead, it became an extension of his arm. This was a perfect feeling. It was obvious that this could not express its true power.
"Give it a name. This is your equipment." There was a deep sense of fatigue in Lavel's eyes, but she could not hide her gratification and joy. Not only had she helped Wang Zhong successfully forge this level-4 equipment, but this trial was also a great improvement for her. Lavel knew that she had faintly sensed that the bottleneck in forging, which she had been puzzled about for a long time, had loosened the moment the sword was formed. There was room for improvement. She only needed to consolidate it slightly, and she would probably break through to the Equipment Refinery Grandmaster Realm very quickly.
Lao Wang was also excited. At that moment, countless sword names flashed through his mind. In the end, his gaze was still fixed on the light on the sword, as well as the aura of the Dragon race that only he could sense in the depths of the sword.
"Hidden Dragon," Lao Wang blurted out. He felt like he could not bear to part with this sword.
"Good name." Lavel smiled. "It's simple and direct with a profound meaning. I hope that it will accompany you until the moment when the Hidden Dragon truly soars into the sky."
"Senior Lavel." Lao Wang was rather moved. Lavel was from the Fire Demon Race, knew him, and helped him first. However, he had entered the Celestial Honors Class through the Heavenly Shell Race and became a member of the so-called Heavenly Shell Race Faction. If one were to really think about it, he felt a little sorry for Lavel because his actions had pushed their identities to the opposite of each other. However, not only did Lavel not care about this, she even chose to continue helping him, even when the conflict between him and the Fire Demon Race had intensified.
It was very obvious that Senior Lavel's vision was not on the conflict between the factions in the Land. Lao Wang was not naive enough to think that an extraordinary person like Lavel would become enemies with her own race just because of a little personal friendship. She did not have any principles. However, even if she did not care much about the power struggle in the Land, as a member of the Fire Demon Race, she had chosen to stand against the Fire Demon Race. There was no doubt that this was because of their friendship. This kindness was too great, and it would be very difficult for him to repay it.
Lavel seemed to see the complicated emotions and gratitude in Wang Zhong's eyes. She smiled. "You are a mature person. I think you should understand that in the divine territory, there are no eternal friends or eternal enemies."
At Lavel's level of power, the height at which she viewed problems was different. Furthermore, she would not be influenced by others. Of course, due to her personality, she was too lazy to care about what others thought and was even less interested in educating others.
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you can survive in two days. Phumetheus is known as the leader of the new generation of the Fire Demon Race. In the Solid Core Realm, it would be a joke to say that he is invincible, but he is definitely at the top. His experience is also very rich, and he is definitely not someone that the Combat Cultivation Hall cats and dogs that you met in the past can compare to … I hope that you can survive in the hands of Phumetheus. The Hidden Dragon Sword has just been born. If not, if it is immediately covered in dust, it would be a waste of my efforts. "
"Senior Lavel." Wang Zhong took a deep breath and bowed deeply. "Thank you …"
Lavel simply waved her hand casually and did not respond. However, when Wang Zhong turned around, he could clearly see that the corners of her mouth had curled up slightly.
Survive … Even though she had personally witnessed him subduing a level-4 weapon spirit and even knew that he had a level-4 divine sword that was extremely compatible with him, Lavel's evaluation of this battle was still that she hoped that Wang Zhong would survive in the hands of Phumetheus …
It would have been fine if someone else had said this, but Lavel's importance in Lao Wang's heart was rather significant. Even someone as confident as Lao Wang could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
The outside world was now crazily discussing the possibility of Wang Zhong surviving in the Life and Death Arena. There was no doubt that there was only one possibility, and that was that he could last long enough to tire Phumetheus out. If a Void Core could do that, it would definitely exceed everyone's original expectations and judgment of Wang Zhong. When that time came, regardless of whether it was the Heavenly Shell Race or the Heavenly Gates Cabinet, they would not continue to watch with folded arms. Perhaps they would intervene and stop him. At the very least, they would protect Wang Zhong's life at the last moment.
When Lavel said that he could survive, it was obvious that she was referring to this possibility.
In fact, it was not only Lavel. The entire Heavenly Gates, even the Heavenly Shell Race, the Heavenly Gates Cabinet, and many other experts with discerning eyes, could only think of this possibility as a variable …
The Hidden Dragon Sword had been stored in the fragment world and was quietly suspended in mid-air. It gave Lao Wang the feeling that it was resonating with the Fate Stone from afar. Of course, this could only be a one-sided response. At least, the Fate Stone had no reaction to this. It was purely the Hidden Dragon Sword's wishful thinking, and it wanted to draw closer to the Fate Stone. However, the mystical thing was that the spiritual influence in the fragment world had a certain nourishing effect on the Hidden Dragon Sword. It could not be said that it had increased its grade, but there was a steady stream of spiritual power being absorbed and stored by the Hidden Dragon Sword.
He could completely feel the joy of the Hidden Dragon Sword in the process of absorbing spiritual power, and Lao Wang's mood suddenly became carefree. The feeling of being one with the sword was rather different and rather unique, as if he could rely on it to run amok in the world. This gave him confidence and confidence, and he was not afraid of anyone.
The sun was bright and beautiful above his head, and a warm wind blew gently. Beside the Star Ring of Creation, which had a constant Star Furnace, the four seasons were like summer.
Was he just going to survive? Was Phumetheus so invincible? People only understood how powerful Phumetheus was, but no one knew his trump card.
If he succeeded, he would be like a hidden dragon rising to the sky, but if he failed, he would be like a rotten worm.
Lao Wang raised his head and felt the warm wind and the sun above his head. All the pressure from before seemed to have disappeared the moment the sword was formed, and there was only endless lofty sentiments and surging fighting spirit left in his heart.
Then come on! I will use all my skills. I want to see if the so-called insurmountable gap can really stop me, Wang Zhong, from advancing!
… …
Two days passed quickly, and no one came to disturb him in the mushroom house. Even Jhonas did not return. It seemed that he had finally succumbed to the elders of the Illusion race and maintained a distance from Wang Zhong, at least on the surface.
Lao Wang understood this very well. Jhonas was originally a very timid person, and he was even more afraid of his father, like a mouse seeing a cat. Not to mention the mandatory order from his race, even if his father glared at him slightly, Jhonas's body would instantly stiffen. Being able to struggle with this matter for several days and even send various information about Phumetheus to Wang Zhong was already beyond Lao Wang's expectations.
For two days, Lao Wang stayed in the mushroom house, and his consciousness was immersed in the fragment world.
Sword One, Sword Two, Sword Three. He had practiced the three sword techniques countless times in his mind. They were different from the three sword techniques he used in the Holy City or the peripheral worlds of the Mizobudapi World. The spiritual pressure and the changes in the laws of the environment had increased, and the requirements for the three sword techniques to be used had become higher. Their power and performance had also transformed. Of course, he was just revising and familiarizing himself with them.
In addition, other than continuing to consolidate the hidden methods of his Draconic Aura, he was familiarizing himself with and controlling the Hidden Dragon Sword. He did not do any additional training, and he even suspended the Devouring Heaven Technique that he had to practice every day. The accumulation of spiritual power for two days could not produce any qualitative changes. What he needed to do was to maintain his current state and have a more thorough understanding of himself. He did not need to have any more spiritual power in his body, but he could not have any less.
The state he was most familiar with was his peak state. Cramming at the last minute was basically a fantasy story and the imagination of the ignorant.
His physical body casually sat cross-legged on the bed in the mushroom house, while his consciousness hovered in the air of the fragment world. He closed his eyes, meditated, and quietly settled down. He suppressed all his excitement and fighting spirit to the deepest part of his soul, waiting for the most intense explosion.
Time passed by minute by minute …
His eyes, which had been closed for two days, suddenly opened slowly at a certain time. There was no golden light that surged out after settling down. Instead, there was only an extremely quiet and profound look. There was even a hint of faint anticipation and a smile on his face.
Time was up.
Lao Wang's consciousness quietly withdrew from the fragment world. The next second, his figure, which was sitting cross-legged on the bed, trembled slightly, and simply disappeared.
Combat Cultivation Hall, Gold Life and Death Arena.
The word "Gold" in front represented the level of the Life and Death Arena. The Life and Death Arena was also divided into many levels. On one hand, it was to delineate the different levels of the protective barrier. In a battle between Void Cores, a very low-level protective barrier was enough to isolate the leakage of energy. On the other hand, Solid Cores and Gold Cores required high-standard protective conditions. If not, the residual power of the battle could easily spread to the surrounding area of several kilometers. Not only would it destroy the environment of the Heavenly Gates, it would also be a huge impact and danger to the spectators.
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