Chapter 1112: Helm of the Sun God

Russell's eyes glowed with gold, and the gold armor was completely melted, suspended in midair in a liquid state.
With the pain in Hephaestus's face, the crimson liquid danced without a wind, swirling into a vortex.
Then, three liquid metals from the underground lava flew into the vortex, and quickly blended into one.
The vortex speed is getting faster and faster, and the temperature is so scary that the surrounding mountain body has a tendency to melt.
Hephaestus has the 'Vulcan' authority. The name itself has the meaning of melting furnace and burning. It is not afraid of high-temperature heat waves, and watch Russell's forging process carefully.
As soon as the connoisseur took the shot, he knew if it was there.
At the beginning, Hephaestus thought that Russell had stormed the heavens and ruined a masterpiece.
Looking at the process of dissolving materials and making alloys, I was suddenly shocked that it was not the same thing. Switching to his own hands may not be able to do better.
"Strange, these ... have I taught?"
Hephaestus was very puzzled, and nodded violently as he saw the red vortex throw off droplets not suitable for forging armor.
Yes, he taught!
The vortex slowly stopped, and a large piece of alloy liquid was suspended in the air, reflecting the golden red of Russell's eyes. He connected his hands and distributed the melt to spread out into spheres of different sizes.
After the temperature receded slightly, these materials were shaped into different forms of firmware, such as shoulder armor, breastplate, helmet, and battle skirt.
Seems to have wings ...
The newly-formed armor has only outlines, detailed parts are fuzzy, and only the stars are shining. It is completely invisible to killing, like a mortal thing.
Russell lifted his opponent's sledgehammer, slamming his helmet down sharply, picking it up and down, and knocking on it again and again.
Huh! Huh! Huh!嘭
As the huge hammer flipped up and down, the hot air continued to appear afterimages, as if the clouds were rising to exert pressure, prompting the helmet to quickly transition from the prototype to the finished product.
Ding ~~~
The pleasant percussion shocked the forging room, accompanied by a certain meaningless rhythm, which caused the entire volcano to resonate and trembled along with it.
Hephaestus saw the eyes burst, which was indeed his skill, and he was proud of the forging method.
Cold, he looked at Russell's eyes more and agreed that Russell, like him, had exactly the same preferences when forging.
Like the hammer!
Noisy iron-scratching sounds a torture to others, but for Hephaestus, this is the sound of nature and it sounds extremely pleasant.
Yu Yin echoed his heart, with countless inspirations, making him feel comfortable and intoxicated.
Hephaestus retracted what he said before and admitted that he had underestimated Russell. Such a skill is not overnight. The previous golden armor and the sword of the artifact could really come from Russell's hand. He has this ability.
Another hammer fell, regular and crisp, but Hephaestus suddenly couldn't understand.
The hammer is okay, and the rhythm and technique are also perfect. The problem is that the wild hammer caused a big reaction.
The hammer that fell on the front of the helmet, the resonance force transmitted to the entire helmet, the material quality of the forging layer changed, completely deviating from the material's proper properties.
Not bad, on the contrary, the quality of the materials has improved!
"Why, how can this be?"
Hephaestus scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks. The more he couldn't understand, the more itchy his heart became. Seeing Russell's full attention, he couldn't bear to bother, and rushed his hair straight.
Russell didn't notice Hephaestus at all. When he forged this suit of the sun god, the template he set in his heart was [Saint Seiya] Poseidon's scale suit.
No special deep meaning, purely personal hobby.
However, when he used the power of the Sun God, merged the golden battle armor, and reshaped, a set of war clothes suddenly appeared in his mind, and the hammer in his hand was out of control.
It was a wonderful feeling, Russell followed the heart, released the power of the Sun God with all his strength, and under the agreement, waving the hammer was more handy.
Based on the skills of the
God of Forging
, the gray wolf ’s power of thinking and thinking raised the upper limit, and the authority of the sun provided ideas, and everything was logical.
Ding ~~~
With a crisp sound, Russell withdrew from the mysterious and mysterious state, and the skill of the "forging god" was invalid. He hurriedly contacted the system and used the second skill card.
The state is recovered, he continues to forge, and the wonderful connection is unfolded. The semi-finished product of the sun battle suit and the hammer in his hand are synchronized into one.
In Hephaestus's sight, Russell's whole body was dazzling and shining, like a big day, and the shine could not be seen directly.
The halo envelops all parts of the suit, and the light intersperses among them, buzzing and resonating from time to time.
I don't understand anymore!
Hephaestus was full of faces, wondering why he could not understand because he was sparse, and with a pilgrimage heart, he observed all these memories, and thought about it slowly in the future.
The scorching sun became brighter, the crisp percussion gradually disappeared, and all parts of the suit surrounded the outline of light and shadow, maintaining a constant speed around Russell.
"What happened, what did he do?"
Hephaestus was surprised, the opponents sledged to the ground, and the battle suit was still forging, which was no longer the forging process he knew.
What you have to say is as if the armor created itself.
Rumble! !!
Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the sky, the volcano trembled, the magma current rolled violently, and it exploded upward.
A series of thunders continued to chop through the mountain and covered the megalithic bridge.
Hit the big sun light and shadow, it was automatically absorbed, hit Hephaestus, he shook his body and ignored.
The duration of the thunder was extremely short, appearing at the same time as the volcanic rage, and disappearing at the same time.
Hephaestus didn't blink his eyes, lest he miss the slightest bit of forging, even raising the shield felt like he was delaying time.
Buzz ------
With a soft whistle, Da Ri suddenly released a strong light, Hephaestus could not see, tears streaming down.
The last remnant of vision is that all parts of the battle suit are brought together in one place, and it is vaguely the appearance of a personal shadow raising the sun.
The strong light dissipated, Russell closed his eyes suspended in the air, his body slowly fell to the ground, and he realized the gains during forging.
【Ding】
[Host Acquires Skills: Master Blacksmith]
Permanent skills!
[Skills: Master of Blacksmithing (forging to the point of transformation, giving the hammer to decay into magic)]
Regarding the level, the skill of the Master of Blacksmithing is certainly not as powerful as the God of Blacksmithing, but Russell owns a gray wolf tattoo. He really wants to create some weird things. Hephaestus does not necessarily have him.
To put it plainly, the rules are not satisfactory, and he is good at doing some weird things.
Russell's ability to examine the new society mainly comes from Hephaestus' "Forging God" skill, as well as the addition of the gray wolf tattoo, and the finishing touch of the sun suit.
Ashamed to say, this suit is not from his handwriting, borrowing a poem of ancient poems is most appropriate.
The article was made this day, and it was won by a wonderful hand.
The Sun God's authority conceived this battle suit, and forged it out with the help of Russell's hands, letting him see the means of forging the gods by the way.
Because of this, he has gained a lot and was systematically evaluated as a master figure in the field of forging.
"Russell, where is your armor, where is the Helm of the Sun?"
Hephaestus had tears in his eyes and could not afford to wipe them off. He flew to Russell's body and saw that he was empty and jumped up and down.
"it's here."
Russell opened his right hand, and the holy mark on the left side of the seat of the flash of light flashed, and a white sculpture appeared in the palm of his hand.
In the case, the half-length portrait had four hands and held it high to hold a round of hot sun.
Whether it is portrait armor or the halo of flames surrounding the sun, they are vivid and vivid.
It's a bit like a hand to do, and the size is just right!
"Is it a bit small?"
Hephaestus squeezed his eyes. Of course, he knew that the fetish could not be measured by size. So he just wanted to let Russell put on the sun suit, let him observe it closely, and inspire inspiration by the way.
"No, it's just the right size."
Russell's palm flashed white, and the sculpture of the battle suit radiated, turning into white light and wearing it all over his body.
Aside from the helmet, breastplate, and shoulder armor, the four hands of the half-length portrait are turned into arm and leg armors, the sun and a circle of flame halo are unfolded, and metal wings full of wings are placed behind.
The Sun God suit is white as a whole, clinging to Russell's body, as light as nothing.
Its shape is between the streamline and the sharp edges and corners, especially the shoulder pads, leg guards and standing skirts. The extensions are sharp and slender.
The back wings spread out, revealing a slender metal feathers, each from the top to the bottom, condensing a dazzling sheen.
At the edge of the wings, rows of cricket feathers were sharp as blades, flashing sharp cold light, looking murderous.
Russell raised his hand and took out two weapons, such as war rifles, bows, arrows, shields, and long swords.
"It's too human to build a pair of armor and give away weapons."
Russell said humble words, and laughed very humblely, revealing the bright back molars.
He raised his hand and touched the white mask, clasping the door in the envious gaze of Hephaestus, and then the sun god's authority acted on the battle suit, making the seams of the armor, and the edges and surfaces lit with golden lines .
The golden lines and the white suit perfectly fit together, accompanied by Russell's heartbeat, slowly flowing like life.
Proud and luxurious, without losing mystery, at this moment he is the who came to earth.
Without speaking.
Russell didn't speak, the power inspired the battle suit, and the two grew together, making him easily feel that the strength of the Sun God in his body had strengthened to an incredible level.
"Okay ... so beautiful!"
Hephaestus shined with his eyes. The suit in front of him was not a murderer, but a supreme treasure displayed in the palace of art.
"Average, make up, and look good."
Russell waved his hand, pointing at the suit and abandoning it: "It looks noble and gorgeous, but it doesn't feel suitable for fighting.
"Less installed, don't give it to me."
Hephaestus looked disdainful, and someone was speaking conscientiously, not at all.
"You are so stingy, look at you with a hunched back, big eyes and big eyes, and you still want the white wolves with empty gloves."
Russell put away his authority, and the battle suit converged on the golden sacred texture. He stuffed the mask and weapons behind his wings and turned it into a sculpture and held it in his hand. "
"Yes, give me the suit and Aphrodite will take it."
Russell: (? _?)
An Aphrodite wants to change my hands, I think you want to fart!
Russell was resolutely not fooled. He wore a battle suit and walked around the mountain twice, and the goddesses, including Aphrodite, came in line. Why change?
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