Chapter 24: Ice magic sword

Abel took off the decoration of the Bailian Great Sword, leaving only the iron sword handle, the crown, and the hand guard, and the place where the magic stone was placed could only be the hand guard.
Put the sword of the Bailian Great Sword into the stove, and then use the clamp to clamp the red sword that has been hot. Use a drill with a hole to open a suitable hole in the sword. Bensum The master was also very pleased with Aber's forging skills.
An important reason for Abel to learn forging is to master his own strength, so when he's okay, he practiced various forging techniques in the operating room, each of which has different strength, so through this period of practice, Abel mastered these basic skills very well.
"Master, I want to make a great ice magic sword." Abel's choice of four magic weapons, because of material problems, can only choose one of fire magic weapons and ice magic weapons, and ice magic in Abel's knowledge Weapons can slow the opponent's speed, coupled with the ice magic damage, I believe that the finished product can become a nightmare for all opponents.
Master Benstom didn't speak. He watched nervously as Abel took out a rune pen, dipped it in rune ink, and began to draw a rune on the sword.
Abel's hand is very stable. Many years of brush writing practice has also made him familiar with this soft rune pen on the head. It is different from writing with ordinary ink on paper. The process of writing was very laborious. Aber felt the resistance every time the rune pen moved a little on the Bailian Great Sword. This was the result that the wind wolf hair on the rune pen reduced some of the resistance.
Sweat began to flow down Abel's head. This not only required hard work, but also consumed a lot of mental energy, because the writing requirements were made in one go and could not be stopped halfway. If there was a pause, the thickness of the ink would be different , The magic will be transmitted in the unknown consequences.
For a full half hour, the time spent drawing these rune lines in Bailian Dajian using rune ink was nearly three times slower than usual Abel practice time, but in the end, it was successfully drawn.
Abel took out a sapphire, carefully placed it in the slot, and carefully reinforced the slot with a tool so that the sapphire would not move in the slot due to shaking or fall out directly.
"Let me see it." Master Benstom asked Abel for a hundred practice swords, looked carefully, and said, "Your drawing process is faster than mine. The runes are drawn perfectly, magic stone. There is no problem with the mosaic, I think we can proceed to the next step. "
Seeing the affirmative look of Master Bensham, Abel had a slight smile on his face. The process of drawing runes consumed his spirit a lot, so he sat directly on the floor and rested for nearly an hour before his spirit was restored.
Abel carefully moved from the edge of the sapphire, the edge of the ice magic stone that Master Bensum called, along the lines of the rune, and a cold force followed the spirit and followed. The direction of spiritual power came over, carefully taking this cold power slowly along the rune stripe to the center of the rune. This process cannot be fast. If it is too fast, this cold power will appear Leaving the team and returning to the sapphire, but at a slow speed, this power will freeze the mental power.
After failing several times, finally at the fifth time, the spiritual force successfully introduced the cold power into the middle of the rune. The Bailian sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light. Abel seemed to hear the sound of the sword's body breaking, almost Without thinking, he threw out the Bailian Great Sword, and pressed Master Bensham, who was now in the god, behind the huge iron console.
There was a loud bang, and Abel only heard the sound of breaking the air when the debris sprayed from his ear, followed by the sound of "Ding Ding" hitting the object. After a while, the sound was finally over, and everything was quiet. Come down.
Abel slowly leaned his head out and looked at the explosion. The operating room was already a mess. There were holes in the wall. Fortunately, this operating room was made of megaliths. The utensils are all made of fine iron, except for the large pit on the ground, there is nothing to lose.
Master Benstom also came back from the scene of horror and looked at Abel, both of whom had the feeling of the rest of their lives.
"what happened?"
"Is the master all right?"
"Master, are you okay?"
"Master, master."
A loud noise came, the door of the operation room was opened, and the people in the smithy swarmed in. The sound just shocked everyone.
The terrible sight in the room let the influx take a breath of breath. At a moment, everyone stared at Master Bensham and Abel with surprise eyes. What the two were doing was so powerful.
"Don't say, don't ask, just go out." Master Benthem shouted loudly, drove everyone, and even his apprentice Garden was driven out.
"What's the reason?" Abel was a little surprised this time because he thought he had done a great job, the process went smoothly, why did it explode at the last moment.
Master Bentham picked up Run Mo Zi and examined it carefully, smelled it with his nose, twisted it with his hands, and finally said with certainty: "Fu Mo is no problem. It is made strictly according to the recipe. I have run this It has been produced for many years and is unlikely to go wrong. "
"It was only a mistake in the process." Abel recalled his production process, except that it took three times longer to draw the runes than usual, and there was nothing missing.
Thinking of this, Abel said with certainty: "It may take a long time to draw the runes."
"Yes, after a long time, because the initial ink and the last ink are exposed for too long, the ink properties of the two periods may have changed, and the magic transmission was unstable, and it exploded." Master Bensham Analyzing it, he studied this material almost throughout his life, and when Abel proposed the possibility, he thought of the cause of the error.
"Can you use the spirit to draw the runes, would that be faster?" Master Benstom asked, he had no mental power, so he could only ask Abel in this regard.
"There should be no problem, that is, the consumption of mental power is a bit large, and the rest of the mental power needs more rest before it is guided." Abel thought for a moment and replied.
Once again, I found a great sword from the ground and punched a slot. The second time I had experience and was faster than the first time.
The next thing is to draw the rune. Abel closed his eyes, let his thoughts go, and slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes only had the sword in front of him. The sword was enlarged in his eyes, and every detail on the sword was enlarged a lot. Times, when the rune pen is drawn on the sword, when the rune ink is in contact with the big sword, the surface of the big sword and the rune ink are constantly fused, which is also the resistance. Tightly fit together and form a strange substance apart, and due to the guidance of spiritual force, the cooperation of Abel's power and rune pen reached the extreme, and the speed of drawing is very different from that just now, 10 After a few minutes, the drawing was successful, and Abel, who was sober from the state of mental strength, was exhausted.
After a two-hour break this time, Abel recovered from weakness. The following spiritual power guidance process, with one experience, without any pause, led the cold power into the middle of the rune at once.
There was a flash of light on the Bailian Great Sword. This time the light was not dazzling. The runes covered by the Great Sword started to shine, and the light gradually became darker and darker. Eventually the runes disappeared from the surface of the Great Sword. The practice of the Great Sword has returned to its original appearance. Except for the hole in the sword guard, the difference from the original practice of the Great Sword is no longer visible.
Master Bensum took this great sword with trembling hands, tapped his finger on the blade, a cold cold light flashed, and then a layer of light formed on the surface of the master's finger Frost.
"Master, are you okay?" Abel asked exasperatedly at the frost on Master Bensham's fingers.
"Haha" Master Bensham laughed wildly, tears were flowing from the corner of his eyes, he murmured: "I never thought I could see my disciples make magic swords in my life, and I fell asleep."