Abel, Oldrim and Zoverl Parker followed behind, and Zoverl Parker was always snuggling by Abel's side like a bird.
Along the way, They saw the Oldrim seedlings coming out…
Soon, Abel and the others came to the foot of the mountain, looking at the majestic mountain in front of them, Abel actually felt a different feeling from the mountain range.
This kind of aura is different from aura, different from sword aura, it is a kind of aura that Abel has never felt before.
Master Iron Hammer noticed Abel's strangeness, and said with a slight smile, "This is VotuDemain Mountain, and there are some spirit ores in the mountain, and the reason why our Artifact Sect can forge all kinds of magical weapons is thanks to the spirit ores in this mountain." !"
"Without these spirit ores, even if we have the most advanced forging methods, we in the Artifact Sect will not be able to forge magical weapons. As the saying goes, a clever woman can't cook without rice."
"The spirit ores in VotuDemain Mountain are very difficult to mine. Until the master of our Artifact Refining Sect was taken away by the Jutismian Sect, we couldn't mine much spiritual ore, otherwise our Artifact Refining Sect would have created more magical weapons!"
Master Iron Hammer followed Abel to explain, and then led Follow Abel and the others to VotuDemain Mountain.
Soon, a pitch-black mine appeared on VotuDemain Mountain. The entrance of the mine was huge. Standing at the entrance, the strange aura became even more intense.
And around the mine, there are many scattered stones. These stones are obviously different from other stones. Each stone has a faint light of various colors, but the light is very weak.
Abel casually picked up a stone and held it in his hand, and then a breath entered into Abel's body, and the light of that stone dimmed, becoming extremely ordinary.
"These are spirit ores. Each kind of spirit ore is different. To create different magical weapons, the spirit ores required are also different."
"These spirit ores are now thrown away here because they contain less forging power. , so it is not suitable for making weapons, so I just throw it away."
Master Iron Hammer explained following Abel.
Abel looked at these spirit ores. If they could be taken to the secular world, they would be invaluable, but in the eyes of the Artifact Refining Sect, they were rubbish.
"Roar…"
Suddenly, there was a huge monster roar from the mine, which startled Abel and the others.
"Damn it, why are there monsters here?" Oldrim asked in surprise.
Abel also frowned slightly, because just now he only felt the forging power emanating from the spirit ore in the mine, and did not feel the breath of monsters.
Wouldn't it be dangerous to go in rashly?
After hearing the roar, Master Iron Hammer unexpectedly flashed surprise in his eyes and said, "It's been more than 10 years, and the armor-piercing beast in the mine is still alive?"
After speaking, Master Iron Hammer ran desperately into the mine Go, Abel and the others followed closely behind.
After entering the mine, They saw several figures lying on the ground not far from the entrance of the mine, and these figures were still wriggling.
Roar…
Another roar sounded.
After Master Iron Hammer shot several rays of light, Abel and the others finally saw clearly that there were several armor-piercing beasts lying on the ground, and the armor-piercing beasts were covered with scales, but these originally golden scales became very gloomy.
These armor-piercing beasts were as thin as sticks, and their breath was very weak. The roar just now should have exhausted the last strength of the armor-piercing beasts.
Looking at the armor-piercing beast in front of them, Abel and Oldrim were all stunned.
And the Hammer master was full of shock and love, squatting down gently, stroking the head of an armor-piercing beast.
"It's been more than 10 years, I didn't expect that you are still alive, it's a miracle, it's a miracle…"
Master Hammer shed tears as he spoke.
To be continued....
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