In the narrow wooden house, the ray of holy light that bloomed from the fist of the Holy Light resonated subtly with the power of the holy light of Tyrio Fordine.([] )

The birth of this cute weapon can be said to be a complete accident - it should not have appeared at that level, but it was unexpectedly endowed with the innate power it controls. With the help of the holy light, it finally has its own cute weapon spirit.

What is very interesting is that this cute weapon spirit happened to be a loli named Xiao Wusha. Although she had doubted whether her identity would be related to the legendary envoy of light, the possibility was indeed slim.

The blacksmith Lenide Barsarrome, who created this warhammer, may have become a dead soul now, wandering on the road of the living, and holding its high spirit, at this time, it is like being implicated by fate, infected with the mysterious Zanjirje epidemic and becoming this unknown appearance of life and death.

However, this does not mean that this weapon is attached with a terrible curse - on the contrary, the purest holy light emitted by the weapon itself can even be traced directly to the origin of the holy light, and the other power is even more related to the two most noble gods in the world, and beyond all power.

And now, in addition to the power of the holy light, there is also this power that resonates with Tyrio Fording.

That is... a power called Mengli.

"You...you..."

Gao He was surprised beyond words, feeling the slight tremor of the weapon in his hand. The emotion that seemed to be joy was directly transmitted to the holder of the soul-bound control, which made Gao He firmly believe in the facts he realized.

Like Gao He, Tyrio Fording looked at him again, and his eyes also brought some relief.

"Yes, in my body, there is the same power as you."

It's just this sentence. Gao He has already understood it.

Tyrio Fording... This elderly Paladin actually has cute power!

Before this, he even thought that he was the only one special person in this Azerothic continent, because even though he had contacted so many players, no man had the attribute of cuteness like him.

He even worried that if Mao Jingyan noticed this and took back his power for some reason, then maybe everything he had obtained before would completely disappear because of this.

But now, he finally didn't have to continue to worry.

Since there is another paladin who has the power of cuteness, it means that this is not an unreasonable existence in this world.

Thinking about Tyrio Fordine's strength, thinking about the identity and status he revealed before, Gao He also realized how powerful he had unexpectedly possessed.

"The power of that power is far beyond your imagination."

It seemed to see the confusion in Gaohe's eyes. Tirio Fording once again gently reminded the young Paladin junior with a low voice.

"Don't lose yourself because of strength, remember what you insist on, love what you love..."

When he said this, he seemed to think of his long past and sighed heavily.

"And, power is sometimes not omnipotent. Now I have a stronger power than before, but I am always a sinner who was expelled from the Silver Left-Hand Knights... Even when the Knights were destroyed in Andorhal, I still have no choice."

Gao He had no doubt that this old paladin had definitely gone to help Usha, who fought alone, but perhaps the great paladin, who was described by Old Fording as "stubborn and old-fashioned", was unwilling to accept his assistance.

The facts are unknown. Now, among the five Paladins of the former Silver Left-Hand Knights, another survivor, the Great Crusader Dassauhan, has joined the Blood Crusader...

"The Blood Crusaders are now in a very dangerous situation. They have lost their direction in the midst of fanatical revenge..."

Speaking of the Blood Crusader, Tyrio Fordine once again showed a worried expression.

Obviously, although he lived in seclusion here, the elder was still paying attention to the situation outside.

However, his understanding of the situation of the Blood Crusader far exceeded the scope of "focus".

As for the reason...

"Forgive me for taking the liberty."

After thinking of that possibility, Gao He still proposed the name of a powerful existence he had met.

"Tyran Fording, who is your person?"

"Have you seen her?!"

The moment he heard the name, Old Fording clearly showed uncontrollable excitement, stood up and grabbed Gao He's shoulder.

"No...yes..."

Even wearing steel-casting shoulder armor, under the palm of Old Fordine's seemingly already losing vitality, Gao He still endured it so that he did not make a sound of pain.

The oil depot next to him calmly typed these two words and specially held them in front of Fordine, which allowed the old man to recover from his excitement.

"Yes... I'm sorry...but...I really want to know more about Tyran, you have to know..."

He apologized to Gao He like a child who made a mistake, but his old eyes were full of hope.

"...Tyran, my proud daughter... You saw her. She was beautiful and outstanding, right?"

"Um……"

Gao He has to admit that although the old Fordine in front of him was old, the outlines and lines on his face were still firm and heroic. When recalling the beautiful face of Tyran Fordine, Gao He realized that the woman must have inherited this part of his father's advantages and looked heroic.

"Where did you see her? What did she say? What was she doing... Next, Old Fording even forgot about moist power and moist weapons. He repeatedly asked about Taylan, which gave Gao He a headache.

"I just met her in Fireplace Valley, after all. Although I am now a member of the Blood Crusader, I cannot easily get to Tyran, who is the Great Lord, and..."

Gao He felt a moment of heart - about the content of being chased by the Grand Inquisition Ethan Leon. He thought it would be better not to tell the old man in front of him for the time being.

Despite this, when he heard that his daughter seemed to be taking her men to fight against the undead outside the Fireplace Valley, the old man still showed a trace of worry on his face.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much... After all, Tyran has been very brave since she was a child, and even some boys can't defeat her easily. Now she may have become stronger, and some fragile undead may not be able to shake her will..."

"Compared to that..."

Gao He hesitated again and again led the topic to his own side.

"Mr. Falbanks, the former Grand Inspector of the Blood Crusader, told me. You have a way to help me and recast this weapon."

"Recast...mobile weapons?"

Although he was still worried about his daughter's condition, when Gao He explained his purpose, Old Fording still showed a solemn expression.

"Oh...yes, I've been involved in the production of a cute weapon. Yes, I think I know what to do..."

"I have prepared an epic weapon as a carrier. Moreover, the forging and enchanting skills that may be used have been upgraded to the master level. Do you think... what else do you need to prepare?"

Hearing Old Fording's words, Gao He was also happy and asked anxiously.

But Old Fording did not answer him immediately. Instead, he set his eyes on Gao He's hand, the hammer with a faint light.

"You know, even I can't guarantee that I will succeed--we used almost the most powerful group of people in the world to forge that legendary sword..."

"So... are you looking for help from those people?"

Gao He was busy preparing to take on this important task and finally failed.

"No... most of those people have long died in the battle with orcs and the undead, and that success is absolutely impossible to replicate..."

Old Fording shook his head, there was only one meaning in his words - even he was not very sure now.

"Also, this weapon is too weak, which makes the power it carries so weak that it is almost impossible to condense - maybe in the process of recasting, the creative spirits in it will dissipate because they cannot withstand such powerful power."

Speaking of this, he looked at Gaohe with bright eyes.

"Once the casting fails, even the powerful epic weapon in your hand will be destroyed. Even so, are you still going to do this... This is not the first time Gao He has hesitated.

He looked at the war hammer in his hand, and the promise he made with Xiao Wusha again sounded in his heart.

The necromancer's oil depot and the undead girl Seris were also silent because of Gao He's extremely solemn expression. Only Long Ao Qiang kept twisting around Gao He's legs restlessly.

"I have a question to ask you before answering me."

Tyrio Fordine's voice came to Gao He's ears again.

"What is this weapon for you?"

Are you a comrade? A partner? A tool?

Or... it is the indispensable part of the process that allows him to continue to maintain glory and strength?

These are not the answers Gao He thought - in fact, long before this, he had already come up with the answer to this question.

"Usha...is my daughter."

He looked up and looked at Tyrio Fording.

"The father and daughter work together, and the profits of gold are cut off. I believe that Usha will definitely work hard to continue fighting side by side with me in the future... For a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in Tyrio Ford's eyes.

"Daughter...he."

The old man waved his hand and again a series of prompts for tasks appeared in front of Gao He.

"Then let me see what extent your love for your daughter has reached...To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)^-^138官网 (www.13800100.com) Read without pop-ups^-^

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