All Things Wrong

Saint Ilofrey doesn't mean anything to either side at the moment, because he hasn't made a decision yet, he's just asking people to take the wounded down for treatment first. As for how to handle this, he thinks it's still up to the end of the game, after all, it's really almost over now.

But it's a little embarrassing that Rutney can't take it now, because several inspectors are surrounded by Rutney right now trying to get Rutney out of this stack of gold, and obviously they can't. Now most of the vibrating gold on the ground is drying up, and the hardness is increasing wildly, and there is obviously no way to get him out of this with manpower.

The situation in Rutney is really not good at the moment, mainly the lower half of the body. Not only were they burned, but a major problem was that when the gin started to cool down, it slowly began to tear the skin because of the different sticking points, which was further exacerbated by the turmoil in several inspectors. Fortunately, this guy is still in a coma, or else he'll probably scream to rip his heart out.

“Lord St. Ilofrey, I really can't get it out.” Once again, an ombudsman spoke to St. Ilovre.

Saint Ilofrey frowned a little and then looked at Rutney on the ground again. Yes, in Saint Ilofrey's eyes, a god servant like Rutney belongs to a small, unattainable figure. He doesn't care about Rutney's death, but mainly interferes with the race. Think about it, St. Ilofrey's point to Rutney on the ground is just one finger, and a white light sprays out of St. Ilofrey's fingertips and hits the gold in Rutney's lower body.

Li Huilin saw a fire above Jinjin, as if it had been hit by a hard sharp instrument on it, and analyzed what kind of cutting skills Saint Ilofrey might have released. But it didn't work, because the white light of Saint Ilofrey was drawn from Rutney's lower body, but the vibration gold was not cut open. No, not only has it not been cut, but it has not even left a mouthful, and even St. Ilofrey himself is stunned to see it.

“Hmm?” Santa Ilofrey noticed this metal only at this time, which he didn't even care about before, but now it seems a little strange, how can his skills not be cut open?

“Looks like Jinjin. Look at that.” Because St. Ilofrey's is here, many contestants in the next position have of course focused their attention on this side. Many of them have already finished their work. After all, the game is almost over in half an hour. Most of them are finishing up, and there is a lot more to be done.

They also suspected that the metal was the legendary vibrating gold, but they weren't sure, after all, that it was too little. But now that we see that St. Ilofrey hasn't even been cut open, it's probably really Jinjin.

“Jinjin?” Of course St. Ilofrey heard the discussion, frowned slightly, whispered, "Mandela alloy? ”

After hearing St. Ilofrey's words, Li Wylin stunned a little. St. Ilofrey knew this metal, and, like the Demons, they called it the Mandela alloy, which is a bit of a hassle. Can't it all be associated with the Demons? Li Wylin was a little worried, but St. Ilowfrey didn't seem to have asked about the origin of this thing.

“Forget it, we'll have to put it here first.” Knowing that St. Ilofrey did not continue to let the Ombudsman get Rutney out after Zhenjin, because he knew that it would not be possible to get him out for a short time, "everyone continued. ”

“Alas?” Fatian stunned a little, “Lord St. Ilofrey, that man...”

“I said continue the game.” St. Ilofrey did not prepare for the necessity of a lesser explanation in his eyes, Fatian, and waved directly.

Saint Ilofrey's words here are, of course, sacred, and all the ombudsmen have, of course, given up Rutney, who is still fixed on the ground, and continued to monitor the game everywhere. Fatian was a little worried about the situation here, but had to leave. And the other contestants, of course, heard St. Ilofrey's words, even if they were a little curious, they couldn't come and ask, so they had to take care of their own work.

There's only one Rutney left who hasn't woken up, and Nero who doesn't know what to do when he's on his side. Nero is really a little embarrassed right now, he definitely won't be able to forge, so there's nothing he can do, and Rutney, who is in the race, can't go on like this right now, and the referee doesn't care, which means they're out early, what else can he do now?

However, Li Huilin is also in a hurry. There are only 27 minutes left to look at it. Although a wave of force seemed strong before, he is still panicking about not completing the work on his side, okay? Montos says he can handle it in half an hour, but it's less than half an hour now, and the shipment hasn't even started yet, and he's still there to stare at the big buckets of gold on the table.

“Hey, hey, why don't you start?” Li Wylin pulled a straight-up Montus, "he said.

“This… these are really Jinjin.” Montos hasn't opened the lid yet, but he asked a little unbelievably. He always thought that Jinjin was a very difficult thing to find. Now Li Wylin actually pulls out so much at once. It's amazing, “Is this really Jinjin in here? Not to anger Rutney...”

“Really is good.” Li Weilin interrupted directly, "Big Brother ran out of time, you know? Didn't you say you wanted to do something? No one's bothering you anymore. Can you get started? 27, 26 minutes left. Can you make it? ”

“Oh... oh... yeah!” Montos was just so shocked that he forgot the time of the game, and now he's reacting a little hastily, "Ma... start now! ”

Montos also took two steps back and took a slight breath, which should calm him down. And then when he opened his eyes again, he was obviously calm. Turning to the side, Montos picked up a pile of hidden green dirt and started rubbing it.

Li Wylin can't help anything, just look at Montos. Now it looks like when Montos rubs the soil again, it seems like it's starting to get soft, and he observes that Montos' hands seem to be glowing red light, which is probably some kind of flame magic that he uses to rub the mud. And now Montos is rubbing mud for a simple purpose, and Li Wylin quickly realized that this is making molds.

Montos was unpleasant, but it looked very precise every time, as if there was no extra movement. A little while later, Lee Wylin probably figured out what Montos was trying to make this time, and yes, it was a shield mold, which he could see at first glance. Depending on the size, it should belong to the middle shield, the kind that protects the upper body.

Seeing the Montos scheme bright in front of Li Wylin, yes, Zhenjin seemed like a really good thing to use as a shield. First of all, there is absolutely nothing wrong with hardness, and people from the Demon Nation told him before that the enchantment performance of this material is poor, so if it is not suitable to be made into a weapon, it can only be used by those who do not know magic, but the need for enchantment is not great for shields. Many of the shield enchantments used now are meant to make it harder, but the enchantment is already very hard, so there is no need to strengthen it.

Only molding is of course normal in forging, but Montos's forging this time is of course not the same as in general. The general mold is to make an approximate appearance, then place it on the anvil after the injection is finished to gradually grind out the required appearance, but the vibration gold is no big deal, so Montos has to fix the shape directly this time, so after the approximate shape of the mold is completed, Montos directly picks up the scraper and starts to fix it on the mold, because the pouring is disposable, it comes out as a direct finished product and cannot be changed. These are, of course, the skills Montos learned in the forged book Lee Wylin gave him earlier.

This process is very time-consuming, and Li Wylin is totally helpless and dares not disturb Montos, who is now focusing on his work. Only Li Wylin is here to watch the hour come to an end.

Hurry up here Li Huilin is also very uncomfortable, so looking at Nero who is already sitting in the chair next to him, Li Huilin walks straight over and is ready to chat to shift his anxiety.

“Well, can you guys make it?” Nero saw Li Weilin come and asked with no mood fluctuations.

“The ghost knows.” Li Huilin stall, “but you must be too late. ”

“Okay, okay, you win.” Nero raised his hand to surrender, "I didn't lose for the first time anyway. ”

“So as a loser, by the way, how many guys are there to give you information on our side?” Li Huilin said, "Although I can find out, I really don't have time to find out right now. ”

“Why did Captain Huaxia have to go with a few little players? No.” Nero said.

“I can take any trouble you want from me, but I can't stand the guy who eats it.” Li Huilin said, "Since they are members of the spiritual world, and give information to the outside world, what is this, you can accept that your people do this? ”

“Neither can I.” Nero laughed, "but without my name, I'm guessing these guys have already run off with the money I gave them. ”

“You think I can't catch you running?” Li Weilin said, "Okay, I get it, you...”

“Give me a hand.” As he was saying, Montos next to him suddenly shouted, Li Huilin looked like he was going to inject the original liquid of Zhenjin, but the barrel was too big for Montos to hold on to himself and let Li Huilin go over and help.

“I'll help first.” Of course Li Huilin rushed over immediately.