Diablo traveled through time and became a necromancer

"Well, I want to try." Wu Ye's eyes were determined. He picked up the heavy ingot of "Black Spine Steel", feeling its cold touch and the potential contained within.

Uncle Jordan nodded without saying anything, simply signaling Wu Ye to begin. He stepped back half a step, his gaze becoming more focused, ready to witness Wu Ye's forging process.

Wu Ye dropped the ingot deep into the furnace. This time, he controlled the temperature even more precisely than before. When the ingot was completely translucent, its internal structure seemingly restructured by the intense heat, he quickly removed it and placed it on the main anvil.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!..."

Wu Ye wielded his skilled hammer once more. This time, the sound of his blows was even more steady and powerful, carrying a strange rhythm. He wasn't just shaping the metal; he was using his mental power to "sense" and "guide" the flow of energy within it! With every blow, he could "feel" the subtle structural changes within the metal and the vibrations of its energy nodes.

Sweat once again soaked his back, but he was oblivious. His mind was intensely focused, as if he were one with the hammer in his hand, the steel billet before him, and the dancing furnace fire. He tried to recall the techniques Uncle Jordan had taught him, while simultaneously applying his unique understanding of energy and matter, attempting to unleash that "possibility" in the forging process!

Through repeated heating, forging, and quenching, the steel blank gradually took shape into the prototype of a dagger. Wu Ye's movements became increasingly smooth, and his mental investment became increasingly profound. He could feel the energy contained within this "black spine steel" being gradually awakened, organized, and fixed into the dagger's structure by his hammering!

Key quenching!

When the dagger embryo was polished to be smooth and sharp, and burned for the last time to make it translucent, Wu Ye took a deep breath, infused the last bit of mental power into it with his mind, and then suddenly immersed it in the special quenching liquid!

"laugh--!!!!"

This time, the quenching reaction was more intense than any before! A thick white mist erupted like steam, instantly filling the entire smithy! Within the mist, faint flashes of light of varying colors could be seen on the dagger's body! That was a sign that the magical affix was taking shape!

Uncle Jordan's eyes suddenly widened, a look of disbelief and surprise on his face! This movement... this energy fluctuation... could it be...?!

The white mist gradually dissipated.

Wu Ye took the cooled dagger out of the quenching liquid.

The dagger was about a foot long, its blade narrow and sleek, its lines flowing. Its entire body shone a deep, dark blue, like refined obsidian. Its edge gleamed with an icy light. But the most striking thing was the three fine, bizarre runes clearly visible on the dagger's blade near the guard, resembling natural veins! These runes shimmered faintly with three different glimmers: a faint blue, a pale gold, and a dark red.

Rare (gold) quality!

Wu Ye picked up the dagger, and a faint but clearly discernible energy wave emanated from the dagger.

Swift Dagger of Fire

Attack: 12-21

Durability: 12/12

Required Agility: 20

Requirement Level: 8

+20% Hit Rate

+12 Fire Damage

+50% damage to demons

+10% attack speed

+2 Agility

A full five magical attributes! This is exactly a standard rare (gold) quality dagger!

"Good boy!" Uncle Jordan strode forward excitedly, snatched the dagger, and stroked the three flashing runes with trembling fingers, feeling the energy fluctuations coming from the dagger, his eyes full of shock and ecstasy!

"It's done! It's really done! Gold quality! Five attributes! Wow! Wu! Your craftsmanship... is truly remarkable!" He looked at Wu Ye with undisguised admiration and pride. He knew Wu Ye was talented, but he hadn't expected him to be able to create gold equipment so independently so quickly!

Wu Ye gazed at the shimmering dagger, feeling Uncle Jordan's excitement, and a strong sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. This was not only a fine weapon, but also a testament to his breakthrough in forging skills! With his mental strength, understanding of energy, and focused skill, he had successfully forged a rare (golden) quality piece of equipment!

A broad smile appeared on his tired face, his sweat-soaked hair plastered to his forehead, but his eyes were unusually bright. "Good luck, uncle. And it's all thanks to your good teaching."

"Haha! Good! Good! Good!" Uncle Jordan laughed heartily, patting Wu Ye's shoulder vigorously (so hard that Wu Ye grimaced). "This isn't just luck! This is real skill! It looks like my blacksmith shop will soon produce a master who can forge gold armor!"

Wu Ye looked at the golden dagger, then touched the white pony pendant in his pocket. One was a thoughtful gift crafted for Betty; the other was proof of his breakthrough, a practical piece of equipment imbued with power. Both brought him immense satisfaction.

He handed the golden dagger to Uncle Jordan and said, "Uncle, please keep this dagger. See if you can sell it for a good price, or give it to a soldier in need."

Uncle Jordan took the dagger and carefully stored it away. "Alright! This treasure will definitely sell for a good price! It's enough to buy a lot of good materials for our blacksmith shop!" He looked at Wu Ye with even more eagerness. "Wu, try again this afternoon? While your hands are hot!"

Wu Ye smiled and shook his head, pointing to his sore arms and soaked clothes. "I can't do it today, uncle. My bones are almost falling apart. Let's do it another day."

"Haha, that's right! Go and have a rest!" Uncle Jordan laughed in understanding.

Wu Ye said goodbye to the excited Uncle Jordan and walked out of the blacksmith shop. The afterglow of the setting sun bathed him in warmth. He felt fatigue building, his arms and shoulders aching, the marks of intense forging. But his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment and a strange sense of peace.

The white pony pendant he crafted for Betty symbolized the warmth of his protection; the golden dagger he successfully forged represented a breakthrough in his craft and proof of his strength. This ordinary yet fulfilling day allowed him to find new strength and comfort in between battles.

He walked towards home, following the familiar cobblestone road in the sunset.

Uncle Jordan's blacksmith shop is located in the civilian area of ​​​​Roger City, close to the main road, about a few minutes' walk from the house with a small courtyard where he, Leah and Betty live.

The distance was not long, but it was enough for him to calm down from the hustle and bustle of the blacksmith shop and the heat of the fire, and enjoy a moment of tranquility while walking alone.

The white pony pendant in his pocket swayed gently with his steps, making a subtle metallic clinking sound. He imagined Betty's surprised expression when she received the gift, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The golden dagger lay quietly in another pocket. Although there was no sound, the mark of the word "Wu" engraved on it seemed to be branded in his heart with a burning temperature, reminding him of his breakthrough today.

A few minutes later, the familiar, cozy little house with its courtyard and the sign "Jordan's Blacksmith Shop" hanging on the doorway (the sign was for the blacksmith shop; the house was just an ordinary residence) appeared before my eyes. A dim oil lamp lit the courtyard, and from inside, the warm glow of the house shone, accompanied by the faint clinking of dishes—it was dinnertime.

Pushing open the courtyard door, the aroma of food, mixed with the warm light, filled the air. Aunt Mia was busy in the kitchen, while Leah was setting the table. Betty sat at the table, her face a hint of fatigue from studying, but her eyes lit up when she saw Wu Ye come in.

"Big brother!" Betty jumped off the chair and rushed over happily as usual.

Wu Ye smiled and caught her, holding her up. "Betty, how was your study with Grandpa Kane today?"

"I've learned a lot of runes! Grandpa Kane even praised me for recognizing them quickly!" Betty said proudly, then wrinkled her nose, "Huh? Big brother smells like a blacksmith's shop! And... a little fragrant?" She was referring to the special smell of quenching liquid and polished metal.

Wu Ye smiled mysteriously and pulled out the pony pendant, still warm from his body temperature, from his pocket. "Here, look at what this is?"

Betty curiously took the tiny, metallic-shimmering pony, her eyes instantly widening! "Wow! It's a pony! What a beautiful pony!" She exclaimed in delight, carefully holding it in her hands, turning it over and over, unable to let it go.

"Is it for me, big brother?"

"Of course, it's specially made for our little Betty." Wu Ye rubbed her hair.

"Thank you, big brother! I love you the most!" Betty was very happy. She held the foal tightly against her chest, then stood on tiptoe and gave Wu Ye a kiss on the face.

Leah came over and helped Wu Ye straighten his sweaty collar, and whispered, "Go wash up and get ready for dinner." She noticed that Wu Ye's face was deeply tired, but his eyes were unusually bright, with a hint of imperceptible excitement.

Wu Ye nodded and put Betty down. The little guy immediately ran to Leah's side, holding up the pony like a treasure: "Sister Leah! Look! The pony that big brother gave me! Isn't it beautiful?"

Leah smiled gently and patted Betty's head: "Yeah, very beautiful. Betty, you must cherish it."

At this moment, Wu Ye remembered another item in his pocket. He hesitated for a moment, then pulled out the golden dagger, which had just been forged and was still warm from the furnace.

As the dagger appeared, a faint but clear golden energy wave spread out. As a mage, Leah immediately sensed it, and a hint of surprise and joy flashed in her eyes!

"Wu, what is this...?" Leah's voice was filled with surprise and curiosity.

"I got it in the shop this afternoon." Wu Ye handed the dagger to Leah with a tired but satisfied smile on his face. "Lucky, it worked."

Leah took the dagger and concentrated her perception. The dagger's attributes emerged clearly in her mage perception.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Gold quality! Wu! You're amazing! You actually created golden equipment!"

Even more intriguing was the discovery of the clear forger's mark, "Wu," on the blade. "Look! There's your name imprinted here!" she pointed to Wu Ye with a smile. "You've already left this mark on your first forged piece of gold armor. You've really set your sights!"

Aunt Mia also came over to take a look. Although she didn't understand magical equipment, the exquisite runes and the extraordinary aura emanating from the dagger made her understand that this was no ordinary weapon.

"Oh, Wu, your skills are getting better and better! This dagger looks amazing!" Her admiration was more of a recognition of Wu Ye's skills.

Uncle Jordan just came in from outside. Aunt Mia raised her voice with a gentle smile and said, "Honey! Come and see! Wu has created a glowing dagger with his name on it!"

Betty also stood on tiptoe to look: "Wow! Big Brother's name is on it! It's so shiny!"

Wu Ye watched his family's expressions of surprise and admiration, and his sense of accomplishment intensified. He sheathed his dagger and headed back to wash up. The warm water washed away the sweat and iron filings, and also washed away most of his fatigue. After changing into clean clothes, he felt much more refreshed.

Back in the living room, the meal was already served. The family gathered around the dining table. Betty excitedly showed Aunt Mia the pony pendant, chattering about how awesome her big brother was.

Uncle Jordan strode over, picked up the dagger, and carefully looked at the "Wu" mark again. Feeling the energy of the dagger, he laughed heartily, "Good! Good! Good! Gold quality! With the mark! Well done! You really bring honor to our family!" He patted Wu Ye's shoulder hard (still with considerable force) and praised him endlessly.

Aunt Mia looked at the excited Uncle Jordan, smiled and shook her head, and said to Wu Ye, "Look how happy Uncle Jordan is. Honey, please sit down and eat. The soup is getting cold."

"Okay, okay! Let's eat!" Uncle Jordan carefully put the dagger back on the table, washed his hands, and sat down at the dining table.

The family sat together and enjoyed the dinner carefully prepared by Aunt Mia.

Betty chattered about the foal and the runes taught by Grandpa Kane, Wu Ye drank the hot soup quietly, Leah gently picked up some food for Betty, and Uncle Jordan and Aunt Mia chatted from time to time, their eyes full of love for each other.

Wu Ye listened to the laughter of his family, felt the warmth of the food and the affection of his family, and the haze of blood and death in his heart was finally completely dispelled.

This ordinary and warm daily life is what he wants to protect most at this moment. And the warm lights and the smiles of his family are the meaning and source of his strength in fighting.

As for the future storms... let's leave them for tomorrow. At this moment, he just wanted to immerse himself in this hard-earned peace and happiness, and enjoy the warmth of home.

"Perhaps, this is the meaning of my coming to this world..."

After all, warm moments are not something he can always enjoy now. He is still in shock after returning from Westmarch. This is the closest he has ever been to death. If it weren't for Nicholas, he might have died there.

Maybe I shouldn't try to be brave next time. I still have to run. If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up.