lithe!

Smart!

Elegant!

Fatal!

I\'m afraid no one would have thought that the dwarf who has always been careless would forge a magic weapon of ELF style!

Let alone outsiders, even kleeney copper hammer didn\'t understand. He was obsessed. He discarded the original design drawing of the two handed sword, followed the guidance of inspiration, and later turned the sword into a large "toothpick".

Although the magician\'s power and shape are enough to prove his ability in blacksmith, he has an unspeakable embarrassment whenever he sees the small sword body.

Zhang Cheng, who has always been good at observing words and colors, noticed the reaction of the old dwarf and couldn\'t help smiling and nodding: "well, I think the hidden attribute of Longgang is activated by the rune engraved on it. Don\'t worry, I\'ll find a qualified master for it."

"That\'s the best! Oh, there\'s the bullet you want in the box over there. I asked an engineering master to make 600 rounds. Each round is filled with the best dense explosive powder to ensure that it can penetrate the strongest armor and scales." clayey copper hammer pointed to the sealed wooden box placed at the corner of the wall.

"Thank you. If there\'s nothing else, I\'ll go back first. You know, long-distance travel makes me feel physically and mentally tired. I urgently need to take a bath, have a big meal and have a good sleep." after that, Zhang Cheng ignored the others, picked up the slightly heavy box, turned away from the blacksmith shop and walked to the Golden Rose Hotel in the trade zone.

But before he walked out more than ten meters, the female Knight wearing the badge of the storm Knights chased out and shouted, "wait!"

"Hmm? Miss, are you calling me?" Zhang Cheng stopped and deliberately pretended to be confused.

He knew very well that the other party was staring at the law breaker he had just got, but considering the various rules that the paladin needed to abide by, it was unlikely that a dog blood robbery would happen.

"Yes! That sword! It belongs to you?" the female Knight asked nervously.

"That\'s right!" Zhang Cheng gave a positive answer without thinking.

"Well... Can you sell it to me? After all, your dress should be a mage. The mage can\'t give full play to its real power." the female Knight stammered her intention.

"Sorry, beautiful lady, I\'m afraid I have to refuse you. First of all, as a mage, I\'m not short of money at all; second, I don\'t think you can afford the price; finally, you think I\'ll sell a weapon enough to threaten myself? No, I\'m not a fool, so please go back."

With these words, Zhang Cheng stroked his chest with one hand and continued to walk along the street.

However, the young female Knight obviously didn\'t intend to give up and still pestered after him: "Mr. mage, don\'t you understand how many evil undead, warlock, mage and devil can be killed if this weapon is in the hands of our knight regiment? It is a treasure given to the world by the Holy Light. You shouldn\'t let it dust for selfish and narrow reasons."

"I\'m sorry, I don\'t believe in the holy light." Zhang Cheng\'s head didn\'t turn back, but he accelerated his steps to get rid of this small tail.

"What? You don\'t believe in the holy light?!" the female Knight seemed to hear the coming of the end of the world and stood stunned.

But after only a few seconds, she quickly caught up and asked loudly, "why? Why don\'t you believe in the holy light? Don\'t you understand that the holy light is the only holy power that can purify our hearts? Mr. mage, you should embrace the holy light instead of rejecting it."

"Damn it! Are you here to preach?" Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a little pain in his head and turned to stare at each other.

Although he has been in Azeroth for some time, he has encountered this situation for the first time.

You should know that the vast majority of priests, monks and nuns of the Church of light will only preach some of the teachings of the light to passers-by at most. Whether they listen or not is entirely voluntary and never forced.

But the female knight was obviously different. She was very similar to those bloody Crusaders with obvious religious fanaticism.

"Preaching? No, I\'m just saving a confused soul! Mr. mage, please pray to the holy light with me. It will listen to your confession, tin bar, the sins you have committed." then, the female knight took Zhang Cheng\'s hand and dragged him to the direction of the Holy Light Church.

Although Zhang Cheng has dozens of ways to break away, considering that the use of magic will attract the attention of the Royal mage Association, he resisted the impulse to kick away the other party and let the female Knight pull herself into the cathedral emitting a sacred atmosphere.

When a clergyman at the door saw the two men, he immediately showed a sad and smiling expression, took the initiative to stop the way and asked the female knight, "Carla, what are you doing?"

"Bishop, the mage said he didn\'t believe in the holy light, so I took him to church so that his soul could be bathed in the holy light." the female Knight known as Kara bent down and bowed gracefully.

"My holy light! Let go! How many times have I told you! Faith can\'t be forced! Sorry, Mr. mage, Kara is a little brain dead. Please believe me, she doesn\'t mean any harm." the bald old man explained very embarrassed.

As a bishop and priest, he can clearly feel that the young man standing in front of him is surrounded by defense runes completely composed of arcane energy, and his powerful power and spell casting skills are beyond the level of ordinary archmages.

A caster like this can\'t believe anything except himself, even the holy light religion, the largest belief system in the alliance.

"It doesn\'t matter. I forgive her. But I hope similar situations don\'t happen again, or I reserve the right to fight back." Zhang Cheng threw away the hands of the female knight who was unwilling to eat dessert, went directly through the stone arch bridge and disappeared at the end of the gate tower leading to the trade zone.

When he was far away, the old bishop tapped the female knight on the head with his scepter, gnashing his teeth and scolded: "Stupid girl! Do you know how much trouble you\'ve caused today? If I\'m right, the young man just now is a true mage. Once he starts to cast powerful offensive spells, he may be affected within hundreds of meters."

"Ouch! Pain! Archmage? Him? How could it be! He doesn\'t look much older than me!" Carla covered her head and showed a wronged expression on her face.

"Alas, the power of arcane skill never depends on age, my child. Some mages can only release a few fireballs and ice arrows in their whole life, but some mages can master the powerful power that others envy in a very short time. This is the gap between Tiancai and mortals. Well, it\'s useless to tell you too much. Come on, tell me what\'s going on What happened. "

The old bishop took the female Knight\'s hand and slowly walked into the bright holy light cathedral. He was eager to find out who the young powerful caster was and why he came to storm city