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【Lord of Arcana】

[Professional transfer conditions: Obtain the approval or submission of 90% of the races in the Austrian Law Continent, the forces under the name actually or nominally rule the Austrian Law Continent, make 90% of the Austrian Law Gods actively or passively recognize your rule, choose or make a A token that can demonstrate your right to rule the Austrian Fa continent...]

[Please note that the method of obtaining the **** of the Austrian Law Continent and the corresponding recognition will have a certain impact on the specific ability after the transfer]

【Cannot be transferred】

Hmm... The conditions seem to be a little worse.

After looking at the special profession that just lit up on the panel, William couldn't help reaching out and pinching his chin.

Among these job transfer requirements, the requirement of obtaining 90% racial recognition has been certified by the system, and although Frank did not actually rule the Arcane Continent, who else would stand up and howl? If you are stupid enough to sing a naysayer, you should be able to pass.

There is no need to worry about the fact that the remaining Austrian gods admit to rule, anyway, their gods are all attached to their arms, and whoever refuses to admit it will take him off!

If I can't be recognized by 90% of the true gods, wouldn't it be the end if the people who don't recognize me can't be regarded as true gods? Can't change the results of the survey, can't you change the survey samples by hand?

After mobilizing his invincible wisdom to solve the most critical problem, William focused his attention on the last condition—choose or make a token that can demonstrate your right to rule the Austrian Fa continent.

This thing is not difficult, it is nothing more than special items such as crowns, badges or scepters that have symbolic meaning and can represent "ruling power". Even if it is just for changing jobs, then just find something similar to deal with it.

Anyway, in the current situation, it is trivial to refer to a deer as a horse. Even if I take the leftover leg from eating last night and insist that it is the chicken of royal power representing the human dynasty, people in the whole Austrian land will hold it Recognized by the nose, by the way, write the half-drawn legs into the textbook.

It's just that considering the things in the employment conditions, it will generally affect the strength of the profession. If this token is not handled properly, it will become a profession-specific weapon, so it should be a little bit more steady. In addition to ensuring the strength, it is also better to be handsome in appearance Son, for example...

…

"Your Excellency the God of Forging."

After thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, William decisively turned his head to look at the dwarf god, and discussed with a smile:

"When you helped me customize the sequence, you said that when I have the strength, I can come to Nine Colors Mountain again, fill up all the seven layers of flames in the molten mountain forge, and then try to help you stimulate the final The Colorless Flame...I came here to find you this time to fulfill my promise."

After hearing William's words, seeing the expression on his face that did not seem to be fake, the dwarf god's two thick eyebrows couldn't help but suddenly raised, and even his breathing unconsciously became rapid.

Although I heard William mentioning the trip to Nine Colors Mountain just now, the God of the Dwarves didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that William was just dropping by to "try it out" and the real purpose was to come to him to ask for the sequence .

However, judging from what William means now, it seems that he has really grasped it, and is ready to try to stimulate the colorless flames of the fourteenth level, and once he really succeeds...

Am I about to become the eighth thirteenth peak true god?

After taking a deep breath, the dwarf god's face, which was seriously developed horizontally, instantly burst into an incomparably warm smile. What could only be regarded as a relatively friendly expression, has become even more so than the wild biological father. eager.

Thinking that the long-cherished wish could come true at any time, all the trembling true gods in the room were immediately left behind by the dwarf god, and dug a thousand-foot-deep pit to bury them all!

What kind of assembly conspiracy, what kind of arcane peace, what is the way out of the non-human true god... These things are also worthy of being compared with Lao Tzu's stove?

"Let's go! Leave these idiots alone! Let's get off the stove!"

The dwarf god, who was smiling like a king flower, opened his mouth wide, and rushed to William's side in three steps in two steps. He grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled him away, but William stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet..."

Looking at the **** of the dwarves who was rushing out like burning his butt, William said helplessly:

"Besides, I have something else I would like to ask for your help. I have seized a lot of loot during this time, and I have also saved a batch of materials in my hand. Can you help me when I leave the furnace..."

"Yes! I can do anything!"

The dwarf god, whose mind was already filled with dreams, didn't listen to what William said at all. He turned around abruptly, hugged William's thigh and pulled it out desperately, nodded in a hurry and said:

"Don't talk about beating things, you can be my father if you want! No! As long as you can ignite the colorless fire, then you are my real father!"

"..."

Under the full force of the **** of dwarves, William, the fourth son of the 1-meter-high son, had no choice but to follow behind him, stumbled out of the kingdom of God, and landed on the top of the molten mountain forge under the excited gaze of countless dwarves.

"The God of Blacksmithing is here!"

After clearing the field according to the oracle of the Dwarf God, seeing the excited Dwarf God beside William, the Great Elder of the Dwarf clan couldn't help but stroked his beard, and said excitedly:

"How many years... how many years have passed! I thought I would never be able to wait for this day in my life. I didn't expect the long-cherished wish of our dwarves... ah!"

With a wave of his arm, he threw away the great elder who was robbing the lines, and then drove away all the dwarves on the mountain who would rather be scalded to death to watch the fun... After all, the dwarf **** grabbed William's hand and stared at him. Sobbing tearfully:

"On my own... my dream is finally coming true! I never thought that such a day would come true! Your Excellency William... No! Lord William! You go down and light the fire! As long as you can light the colorless fire, I will give you whatever you want hit what!"

"All right…"

After a bit of effort, he pulled his hand back and looked at the god's snot that was smeared on the back of his hand. Although William wanted to complain, but seeing the dwarf **** crying with joy, he was not ashamed to lose his interest in the end. , jumped directly towards the mouth of the molten mountain forge.

As if a boulder had been smashed into the crater, a terrifying heat flow enough to melt gold and iron rose into the sky. The crimson flame in the forge of the molten mountain began to change color rapidly as William fell.

Red to orange, orange to yellow, yellow to white...blue to purple!

All kinds of flames flickered on and off, flashing continuously like a revolving lantern in the forge of the molten mountain, but they only lit up for a few seconds before being completely engulfed by the next round of more intense flames.

When William fell to the bottom of the furnace, the molten mountain forge, which was so dark without a trace of color, had already been "lit up" by layers of flames. But also scorching nearly a thousand times the terrifying heat.

"God of Blacksmithing... black mountain, seven colors of fire! There are eight colors! It's already the eighth color!"

Looking at the red, orange, yellow, white, blue, blue and purple lava forge clearly layered, feeling the terrifying heat that almost melted the whole land, the dwarves who were swept away climbed up one after another, looking at the already-existing forge with tears in their eyes. Eight colors, and began to gradually become transparent giant mountain, the tears are baked dry are not willing to blink.

Too much time has passed, and the dwarves now think that the Nine Colors Mountain is just a fantasy. After all, even the God of Forging can only ignite the blue fire and barely ignite a trace of purple flame, let alone the final colorless mountain. fire.

And the new Master of Arcane Law, not only did not even take a breath, he went straight to the end, completely ignited all the seven-color flames, and even through the gradually burned transparent mountain, he could barely see him in the sky. Take a leisurely stroll through the...

Um? Isn't it said that the color of the ninth flame is colorless? Why is this fire still dark?

…

"I said I didn't mean it...do you believe it?"

Looking at the molten mountain forge that had become completely transparent but was dyed pitch black, William couldn't help but scratched the back of his head, and smiled awkwardly at the collapsed dwarf **** in front of him.

"Then what... I thought that as long as the body is strong enough, you can come down and light a fire. I didn't expect that your fire will burn with your spirit and will...

Uh... In short, I'm sorry, my spirit and will are a little special, and I accidentally smoked your stove... Hehehe..."

"..."

It's a little special...are you brave enough to call that a "kind of"?

He fell to the ground with a mournful face, tremblingly touched the dark and shining furnace wall, feeling the chaos and evil that made his soul tremble, the dwarf **** cried with tears streaming down his face:

"You...you tell the truth! What did you do to my stove? Even if you throw all three demon gods into it, it's impossible to blacken the whole mountain!"

"..."

Indeed, the leaked will and spirit of the three major demon gods alone can't blacken your stove, but I have 665 layers of abyss and tens of billions of demons in me.

If I didn't find something wrong and quickly blocked the tattoo with my hand, you and the dwarves with a radius of thousands of miles would probably be black by now...

"Then what...how about you make do with it first?"

After smacking his lips apologetically, William tentatively said:

"Although it is a bit blackened by smoke, this stove has indeed advanced. Why don't you use it to advance to the thirteenth stage first, and then I will find a way to make a new stove for you?"

"What did you get together?"

After hearing William's proposal, the dwarf **** burst into tears. Big and big tears ran across his rough face one after another, and washed the dust on it out of several muddy ditches.

"I have to rely on forging to be promoted, but I can't use this furnace at all! Tell me! If it can't be used for forging, then how can I be promoted to the thirteenth rank?

Also, do you know how many years it takes to rebuild a Molten Forge! Whoooo! This is the hard work of many generations of dwarves! I'm really... um... Did you just say you wanted to beat me up? What do you want to fight? "

"..."

Seeing the dwarf **** in front of him who suddenly stopped crying and raised his head to stare brightly at him, William couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then he answered:

"Didn't I become the Lord of the Arcana, and I want to find you a more dignified throne as the symbol of the Lord of the Arcane."

It turned out to be just a beautiful chair...

After listening to William's words, the look in the eyes of the dwarf **** suddenly dimmed back, and he waved weakly to the distance, and then brought back the dancing dwarf elder.

"Take it easy on things like the throne, I'm in a bit of a mood right now... woo wa... I still want to cry for a while, if you have any needs, just tell him, and I'll help you when I get over it, and this kid's blacksmith The level is not bad, the throne and so on actually let him come here..."

"Uh... well..."

Although I really want to get the job transfer requirements right away, but I have just blackened the most precious stove just now. Looking at the dwarf **** who looks like a dead father in front of him, William is really embarrassed to rush him, so he has to follow Hu Zi. A lot of "this kid" confessed:

"I'm going to make a throne of artifact level. The more cool the appearance, the better. As for the materials, as long as they are not too special, there should be... Oh, by the way, I have three to five hundred artifacts on hand. If possible, I hope Can pick some to melt into the throne, and..."

"Wait! What did you say?!"

After grabbing the back of the dwarf elder's neck and throwing him flying again, the **** of the dwarves, who was still in a state of despair just now, rushed up again, grabbed William's arm and shouted with bulging veins:

"How many artifacts? Tell me again how many artifacts you want to add to it?"

"Eh... three to five hundred pieces?"

Looking at the red-eyed dwarf **** who looked like he was about to eat people, he was worried about the operation of destroying artifacts in batches, and made a good show of the forging spirit who loved weapons like his life. William, who was wronged, had to accompany him carefully and said:

"It's okay to destroy a few pieces... I just think it's cool to collect the artifacts of the defeated opponents and cast them into a throne. If you think it's a pity, I can only add a few dozen meanings. ..."

"No, no, no! No pity! Ahaha! No pity at all!"

As if a vat of chicken blood had been pumped into his veins, the dwarf god's already brownish-red skin~www.novelmt.com~ was swollen to the point where it started to turn purple. He was holding William's arm tightly, Panting heavily:

"Your Excellency William...Ah no! Master William! Where did you get so much... Forget about it is not important! Are you interested in forging! Do you want to go down the furnace with me?"

? ? ?

I'm interested... My question is, my skills are a bit rough, what are you doing with me?

"We can fight for your throne together!"

Seemingly seeing William's doubts, Zi Zi, the **** of forging, raised his face and said in a low voice:

"I can't handle the evil and chaos in the furnace, but you can, can't you?

When the time comes, you can beat the throne with your hands, and I will guide you by the side, won't it be all right? besides! I also have a lot of good materials in my hand, here you are! All for you to hit the chair!

With the hundreds of artifacts you provided, plus the evolved Molten Mountain Forge, and the materials I have carefully collected over the years, even if you make a three-legged bench, it must be the strongest artifact! "