These are not elves

"Don't worry, I will definitely deliver the letter, and I will set off now." The childish magician was very excited, thinking about the main mission, it was amazing.

"I see that since you have something from the Lava Legion on your body, it means that you are destined to the Lava Legion, so I will help you." After Moros finished speaking, a ball of flame appeared in his hand, and then Moros threw the flame to the childish On the magician.

The flame circled around the childish magician, and then was completely absorbed by those two things.

"Go ahead, you can go to the lava hall and build it. I believe you can do it. The materials you need are all there." Moros said meaningfully.

The childish magician smiled crookedly when he saw the two attributes. This was really an unexpected gain.

The system prompts made the naive magician even happier. Sure enough, the land reclamation stage was the most profitable.

Arriving at the lava hall, the childish magician took out the two treasures from his backpack.

These two things are actually blades. The naive magician was not sure because the weapons made of obsidian have never been so neat. Most of them are irregular. Magicians with such rules have never heard of them.

But considering this is a gaming world, anything is possible.

The naive magician suddenly discovered that the magma had flowed in along the sink on the ground. In the sink next to the magma was clear water for cooling.

There are sharpening tools for two knives on the chopping board, and there is a bucket of molten iron next to it. I don't know who brought it here.

The childish magician walked over, raised his hand and put the obsidian war blade into the mold, then poured the molten iron in, closed the lid and used the tools on the side to put the mold into the magma. This is all the molten dwarf forging technique. If the technique in this was really done by a naive magician, he would probably pour molten iron into it.

When the mold started to change color, the childish magician quickly took out the mold and threw it into the sink.

Then a large amount of steam rose up, like a boiling pot.

Looking at the attributes of the weapon, the naive magician was excited. This thing is really too powerful. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an artifact at this stage. The two additional attributes are more practical than the other.

Picking up the double sword, the childish magician waved it twice, and then put it away with satisfaction. Although he could use it now, he didn't know how to use the double sword at all, and it would be a waste to use it.

Leaving here happily, the childish magician could not resist the temptation and embarked on the road home with a pair of knives. The burned souls he encountered along the way stopped attacking him. It seemed that these souls were all Moros's men. .

Walking out of the cave, the childish magician was dumbfounded. Now the sky outside had darkened, and there was only a small tail left in the sun in the distance.

"It's broken. I didn't expect to stay in there for so long. Do you want to go back now?" The childish magician frowned and thought about it.

Of course, if you don't go back, you can rest here, but another problem has emerged. There is no offline hotel here.

Players must find a hotel when they log out, otherwise they may be harmed if they log off at any place. This was discovered by a player yesterday.

That player was in the mine when he went offline and did not go back. After he went offline and went online again, he found that he had died. It was a terrible deal. There were also people who just found a place and went offline. The next day or more. Shaodu has a debuff, so he still has to go back if he can.

Looking around, the childish magician only felt darkness. The forest at night was undoubtedly dangerous, but it wasn't too far from the camp. After half an hour's journey, if you speed up, you should be able to get back before the sun completely sets.

Thinking of this, the childish magician clenched the two knives in his hands and walked quickly in the direction he came from.

The naive magician regretted it as soon as he entered the forest. There was still some light on the volcano just now, but after entering the forest, the only light was blocked by tall and dense trees. The whole forest looked extremely scary, but The naive magician bravely walked in anyway.

"Damn it, there can't be ghosts in this game." The childish magician swallowed, and an ominous premonition came to his mind, and he thought about the torture he just saw.