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As the rhythm of the dwarf's hammering grew faster, Zhang Rui felt the atmosphere becoming more tense. The temperature in front of the furnace seemed to rise as well, and Zhang Rui sensed the powerful magic emanating from the dwarf. This magic concentrated in the dwarf's hands, and with each strike of the hammer, an invisible force seemed to enter the dagger along with the hammer's movement.
Carefully observing, Zhang Rui noticed that this magic carried the element of fire. He could see a faint bluish glow gradually appearing on the blade of the dagger, a unique pattern formed by the magic on the dagger. With each strike of the dwarf, the flickering of this flame pattern seemed to be imparting not just shape, but also strength to the dagger.
Zhang Rui was deeply attracted by this scene, it was his first time observing the combination of magic and forging up close. The dwarf's movements were precise and full of strength, it was not just a craft, but more like an artistic expression. As the final hammer fell, the dagger seemed to be complete, with a faint blue light shimmering on it, as if whispering its mystery and power.
The dwarf frowned, looking at the dagger in his hand with a faintly shimmering blue light. He seemed not entirely satisfied with his work. Suddenly, he sighed heavily, showing a hint of regret on his face, and muttered to himself, "No, no, the level of magic attachment is far from enough. I need a more powerful magic."
As soon as the words fell, the dwarf quickly placed the dagger back on the anvil and gripped the iron hammer in his hand once again. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, as if trying to concentrate and gather the magic inside him. After a few seconds, the dwarf opened his eyes, and they seemed to shimmer with a special light, indicating a surge in his magical power.
With the first strike of the dwarf, the entire forge seemed to tremble. The flames in the furnace appeared to grow more intense, heating the surrounding air even more. Every time the hammer struck, the light on the dagger would shimmer, becoming brighter and brighter, and the azure light gradually became deeper and almost seemed to be able to draw people in.
Zhang Rui Looking at this scene, my heart is filled with shock. He has never seen such superb forging techniques. This is not just a craft, but more like a deep understanding and manipulation of magic and materials. Every strike of the dwarf seems to be in dialogue with the dagger, giving it more power and life.
The dwarf's technique is exquisite, as he transforms the control of fire elemental magic into metal elemental magic. This transformation seems simple, but it actually requires extremely high magic control ability. With his magic transformation, every collision between the iron hammer and the dagger sparks dazzling sparks, as if drawing a moving picture in the air.
The magical power of the metal element, carrying both rigidity and toughness, slowly infused into the dagger. The dwarf's craftsmanship was delicate and firm, with each of his strikes precise, perfectly integrating the magical power of the metal element into the structure of the dagger, making the overall texture of the dagger more solid while maintaining a certain degree of flexibility.
At this moment, the blue flame at the center of the dagger was gradually enveloped by the magical power of the metal element, as if the flame was imprisoned at the core of the dagger, yet dancing freely within, emitting a charming light. This process not only endowed the dagger with extraordinary power but also made it a unique work of art.
Zhang Rui stood by, watching everything intently. He could feel the dwarves' focus and passion, gradually understanding why the weapons here were so outstanding. When the dagger was completed, it was not just a weapon, but also a perfect interpretation of magic and forging art by the dwarves. Zhang Rui felt deep respect for the dwarves in his heart, and at the same time, he was full of anticipation for the magic and weapon art he might venture into in the future.
With a thunderous shout from the dwarf, his hammer, carrying overwhelming power and exquisite skill, fiercely struck the dagger. This blow was not only an ultimate challenge to the blacksmith's craft, but also the ultimate release of the magic contained within the dagger. In an instant, a brilliant light burst from the dagger, illuminating the entire Divine Machine Camp like sunlight, so intense that Zhang Rui had to tightly close his eyes to avoid being hurt by the dazzling light.
In this dazzling light, the dwarf's figure appears even more majestic, and every breath he takes is filled with love and dedication for the art of forging. As the light gradually dissipates, what remains is a magical dagger, shining with a unique luster in the dwarf's hand. It not only represents the dwarf's craftsmanship, but also symbolizes his profound understanding of magic and forging.
Zhang Rui opened his eyes and looked at the faint blue flames swirling on the dagger, feeling a deep admiration for this dwarf master blacksmith. The dwarf was panting at this moment, but in his exhausted expression, there was a hint of satisfaction and pride. What he created was not just a dagger, but a piece of art that combined magic and ingenuity.
Zhang Rui deeply feels the strength and persistence of the craftsmen in Shadow League at this moment. The environment and the people not only fill him with anticipation for the future, but also increase his curiosity and exploration of his role in Shadow League.
The rugged fingers of the dwarf slowly caressed the just-completed dagger, his eyes filled with focus and scrutiny. He didn't miss any detail or gleam, as if conducting a final quality check on the dagger. Through his skillful craftsmanship, the dagger was no longer just a common weapon, but an art piece imbued with magic. Its extraordinary nature could be felt just from its appearance.
The blue flame on the dagger shimmered on the blade, as if telling of its uniqueness. A hint of satisfaction flashed in the dwarf's eyes. He nodded, showing a faint smile, and affirmed, "Not bad." For a dwarf who always held himself to high standards, these three words were high praise.
Carefully, he placed the dagger into a temporary hilt, providing better protection and utilization of the dagger's magic. After completing all this, the dwarf lifted his head and his gaze fell back on Zhang Rui as if just remembering his presence, while Zhang Rui was deeply fascinated by the scene, marveling at the craftsmanship of the Shadow League.
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