Chapter 89 Stag Tower Shield
In the very spacious training ground, ten piles of firewood were piled high, and their positions formed a crescent semicircle.
In fact, this pattern has no meaning, nor does it have any special amplification. Zhang Yang simply believes that other magicians will construct a hexagon on the ground when casting spells. As a young talent who aspires to cultivate immortality, he certainly cannot be outdone in this regard.
So there is this crescent moon pattern.
At this moment, Zhang Yang stood in the center of the crescent pattern with a solemn expression, with a large black iron ingot under his feet. It was obviously of poor quality, if not good. In order to melt such a large ingot, the intermediate blacksmith almost threatened to die, because with the existing conditions of the blacksmith shop, it really did not have the ability to melt such a large iron ingot.
But since the lord had given the order, he could only make do with it as much as possible, so you can imagine how poor the quality of this iron ingot is.
Zhang Yang didn't care. The power he wielded was beyond the understanding of the blacksmith.
Ever since his soul strength was raised to A-, he had already stepped into the realm of transcendence and became a heroic unit.
"What are you looking at? Get away from me."
After dispersing the worried onlookers, Zhang Yang calmly extracted the blood of the deer demon. Yes, it was the guy who forced him to take up arms and build a village casually. The grass on its grave was already one meter high.
Zhang Yang used to not dare to purify the blood essence of the deer monster because he lacked the ability, but now that he has stepped into the extraordinary realm, this matter has become simple.
He didn't even need to purify it again and again. He took out all 100 units of the deer fairy's blood in one breath, wrapped it with the soul force field, and held it in mid-air. Suddenly, he could see a blood cloud with fangs and claws bared, constantly changing.
It was quite an evil sight.
"Fortunately, this is a fantasy world, not a fairy world. Otherwise, if I did this, I would probably be regarded as an evil cultivator and be hunted down by the righteous people."
Zhang Yang joked to himself. Seeing Wu Yuan, Wang Shen and others still watching in the distance, and even some children were watching the fun, he had a thought and his soul force field began to perform secondary compression. In an instant, the blood cloud that had originally spread out over dozens of square meters was suddenly compressed to a few square meters.
There is no way. When it comes to the degree of scaring people, things as huge as a mountain, as black as ink, and as bloody as the sea are more exciting.
The thought flashed through his mind and was cut off by Zhang Yang. He then slowly activated the soul force field, like a huge juicer, slowly and steadily crushing, separating and purifying the deer monster's blood.
The whole process was smooth. There must be deer fairy spirit in the blood of the deer fairy. However, compared with the last time when a small amount of mountain monster spirit almost caused Zhang Yang to fall, this time the more powerful deer fairy spirit could not even shake Zhang Yang's soul core, and it was ineffective.
He estimated that only the spirit of the Sabretooth Tiger King could pose a huge threat to him, so he never considered merging with it.
In less than ten minutes, 100 units of deer fairy blood were separated and purified by Zhang Yang's more powerful soul force field. On one side was ordinary blood, and on the other side was pure fairy power. It was really enjoyable, and a total of 100 units of fairy power were purified.
In other words, this is equivalent to 10 units of mana.
"Unfortunately, I still can't retain this magic power in my body, otherwise I would be a real immortal cultivator now. Do I have to take that first-grade foundation-building pill in the end?"
Zhang Yang was very confused.
As the thought flashed through his mind, the soul force field split into two and was compressed again, directly evaporating the ordinary blood, and then began to purify the demonic power.
Another half an hour later, 100 units of demonic power turned into 10 units of mana. This mana was bound by his soul force field. It was like a supreme delicacy. The sweet, gentle and refreshing feeling almost made Zhang Yang intoxicated.
“Let’s do it!”
After giving himself a secondary compression, his mind instantly became clear and his willpower increased.
He placed his right hand on the large iron ingot, and the soul force field enveloped it like a shadow, and the situation inside became instantly clear.
"It's really bad enough."
Zhang Yang sighed. The mundane power was useless at this moment. He could use his magic power to sort out these impurities, but it was a waste to use his precious magic power on this. Otherwise, why would he let the blacksmith melt those armors and weapons and make them into iron ingots?
"Luckily I was prepared."
"ignition!"
Zhang Yang shouted loudly, which immediately scared Wu Yuan and others in the distance. They were now extremely sensitive to the word "ignition".
So after lighting all the fires, they retreated several hundred meters away in one breath, for fear of being affected.
That’s right, Zhang Yang is going to use the fireball spell.
What? Isn't the Fireball spell used for attacking?
What a joke! In front of me, Zhang Yang, as long as you dare to think, fireball can also temper steel and iron.
In the blink of an eye, flames rose, and ten huge fires were formed, which was extremely spectacular. Even the temperature nearby rose to over 100 degrees. However, for Zhang Yang, who had fire resistance +1, it was just that, after all, he was still dozens of meters away.
"Fire!"
He shouted in a very powerful voice, and grabbed with his left hand. The soul force field instantly constructed a second closed circle, and a total of eight magic power structures took shape perfectly.
A curved force field took shape out of thin air, and then everyone in the distance saw an extremely magical scene. The flames burning on a bonfire were like a fire dragon, which was sucked into Zhang Yang's left hand and then disappeared.
The visual impact is quite strong, especially for those who don’t know the principles behind it, it is simply an incredible supernatural power.
Many villagers even knelt down in great piety, as if they were gods descending to earth.
Zhang Yang had no time to care about other things because he was now distracted by two things. Half of his soul force field was supporting the ten units of mana, and the other half was controlling the second closed circle.
When he felt that he had absorbed enough flames, he pushed the second closed circle. A fireball as big as half a house slowly appeared in his left hand, spinning and compressing rapidly.
Zhang Yang carefully controlled the fireball and slowly brought it closer to the large iron ingot.
That’s right, steelmaking.
This action scared Wu Yuan and others who were far away so much that they broke out in a cold sweat, but in fact they didn't know that in the second closed-circuit circle state, the fireball inside was extremely stable.
Because this is the territory of the curved force field, the curved force field is constantly swirling and compressing, which in turn drives the flame to compress, and ultimately forms a terrifying high-explosive and high-combustibility power.
But as long as Zhang Yang does not actively close the second closed circle, the curved force field will continue to exist until there is not enough force to maintain it, and then the fireball will explode out of control.
Of course, Zhang Yang would not seek death by inhaling debris such as charcoal and soil, as that would most likely cause an overreaction of dust in the curved force field, eventually causing the curved force field to collapse and trigger an explosion.
Therefore, there shouldn't be any problem with the larger solid iron ingot - Zhang Yang had already made preparations, and if something went wrong, he would immediately build the fourth closed circle.
At this time, the edge of the fireball began to contact the edge of the iron ingot. At this moment, Zhang Yang immediately sensed that the curved force field had some fluctuations, but it did not collapse.
This is good. Zhang Yang moved slowly and was highly alert, expanding the area of interference between the iron ingot and the fireball bit by bit.
Until this time, the curved force field did not collapse. Instead, he found it difficult to support the operation of the curved force field. After all, the curved force field also consumed energy.
Zhang Yang immediately allocated 0.1 units of his mana to inject into the curved force field. He could not simply burn his own soul power.
With the input of this mana, the curved force field became more stable, so Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and risked injecting 0.1 units of mana. This time, he instantly felt the terrifying absorption and compression capabilities of the curved force field. It was like a little motor roaring.
A large amount of surrounding air was absorbed, forming a tornado around Zhang Yang's body.
This more air is injected, causing the flame inside to burn more completely and at a higher temperature.
At this moment, Zhang Yang decisively put all the iron ingots into the fireball. At the same time, he controlled the curved force field to absorb the flames burning on the ten large fires around him.
An extremely spectacular scene appeared.
Zhang Yang was seen standing in the same place, with an obvious green tornado surrounding his body. Outside the tornado, the flames on ten large bonfires were like ten fire dragons, which were quickly swallowed by him.
This scene is probably like going through a calamity.
But in fact, this is just a little story about steelmaking.
At this moment, the curved force field played the role of a steel-making blast furnace. The inhaled air and flame were the fuel, and the heat generated was all applied to the two-ton iron ingot, which ensured that the heat would not explode due to excessive compression.
Anyway, this is a balanced ecosystem that Zhang Yang built through his soul force field and magic power.
It seems dangerous, but in fact, it is very dangerous.
At this time, under the influence of high temperature and high pressure, the iron ingot was first burned red, and then completely melted into molten iron. The impurities in it were quickly quenched out and gradually became molten steel.
Originally, Zhang Yang wanted to continue tempering it, but the firewood in the ten big fires outside had been fully burned, and the flames entered the second closed circle and were consumed in the molten steel.
"Almost."
Zhang Yang stopped supplying mana to the second closed circle, and the curved force field immediately began to weaken. If there was a high-speed compressed fireball inside at this time, it would explode immediately.
Unfortunately, there is no fire left, only the purest molten steel.
The moment the curved force field collapsed instantly due to consuming all its energy, Zhang Yang immediately controlled his magic power to take over perfectly.
This is necessary, because if the soul force field is used to take over, the high temperature of over 1500 degrees will cause some uncertain damage to his soul.
But if you use magic power to control the takeover, there will be no such problem.
Moreover, the mana can also be used to mold and shape the molten steel at this time - um, wait! Zhang Yang was suddenly stunned, because for some reason, his 9.7 units of mana were rapidly reacting with the molten steel in an unspeakable, oh, undetermined way.
What the hell?
Seeing that the magic power was decreasing rapidly, Zhang Yang said nothing and tried his best to control the molten steel into the shape of a tower shield.
And then at this moment.
There was a buzzing sound, and the molten steel, no, it was already a complete tower shield, with a black light bursting out from it. (Why is it black? Can black have light? Are you stupid, author?)
"boom!"
A heavy aura like a mountain spread out, suppressing Zhang Yang so much that his blood flow reversed and he almost fainted.
After waiting for a long time for the breath to weaken, he looked again and saw a two-meter-high, black tower shield smashed heavily on the ground. On it appeared a lifelike pattern of a giant horned deer, as if it could come alive at any time and jump out of the tower shield.
At the same time, several pieces of information were mapped.
"You have successfully created a top-grade magical weapon, which means that this is the ultimate weapon that a mortal can refine."
"Stag Tower Shield, black quality, durability 2500/2500, mass 500 kg, meaning this is a top-grade magical weapon tempered with the blood of a male giant stag. It has the strongest defense and the most violent impact!"
"Features: Strong, basically no weapon can destroy it."
"Features: Burning, my body is cold, but my heart is hot, don't push me, I will burn! Immune to conventional fireball spells (except for someone)."
"Feature: Rebound. Because the spirit of the male giant elk is inside it, any provocation will be counterattacked by it, with double the damage."
"Features: Killing evil, has a strong ability to restrain any evil monsters, evil spirits, and fierce ghosts."
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Zhang Yang was stunned. How could this be possible?
He actually used his magic power combined with the fireball spell to create a top-grade magic weapon? This is the highest quality that a mortal can make. What does it mean? Does it mean that I am not a cultivator yet? MMP, I am very hurt.
When Zhang Yang came to his senses, he saw Ryan and Wang Mumu fighting for the Stag Tower Shield like roosters. There was no other way, as the only two shield warriors in the village, they were both qualified to use this unique Stag Tower Shield.
Because there is only one deer demon.
Zhang Yang has a headache.
"Mumu, give the Stag Tower Shield to Ryan, and I will make you a better one."
Wang Mumu gave up, and in the entire village, he only listened to Zhang Yang and even ignored Wu Yuan.
"Thank you, Lord. I swear in the name of the Marvel family that my descendants and I will be loyal to you for generations to come! Even if I die, my soul is willing to follow you to fight."
Ryan was extremely excited. He was a two-star hero, the king of shield soldiers. He knew the significance of this Stag Tower Shield better than anyone else, including that idiot Wang Mumu.
With this stag tower shield, he dared to charge into the orc army alone, because no one could break this tower shield, and no one could say no to this tower shield!
So, he was willing to give everything, including his soul.
Zhang Yang smiled slightly. He made the decision purely from the perspective of village defense. Although Wang Mumu was also a good shield warrior, he was not the king of shield soldiers after all. Only Ryan was suitable. It was no exaggeration to say that the village had no worries from then on.
Holding the Stag Tower Shield, Ryan can fight against the invasion of orcs, and to a certain extent, fight against evil spirits. Even if he faces the earth-walking wood elves, it will be a piece of cake.
Then, Zhang Yang had a headache because he no longer had the right materials to make a tower shield for Wang Mumu.
Unless it is the blood essence of the saber-toothed tiger king, but he can't purify it now. The rest, such as the blood essence of the fox demon, the blood essence of the jackal, the blood essence of the orc, how can they compare to that of the deer demon.
"It seems that I can only let Wang Mumu suffer for this matter temporarily. When he advances to a hero, I will use the blood of the Sabretooth Tiger King to make it for him."
(End of this chapter)
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