Chapter 172 The Master Craftsman Was Actually a Human? They Arrived at the Eternal City
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
"So, that epic equipment wasn't forged by you?" Babbitt cried out in surprise.
"Yes."
Wilbon nodded and said, "The four legendary items did come from me, but epic equipment."
Wilbon shook her head and sighed, "I don't have that terrifying strength yet."
"God of forging!"
The crowd immediately started discussing.
The person who made the epic equipment wasn't Wilbon, but someone else?
"Is that Master Blacksmith a dwarf?" Babbitt asked urgently.
Wilbon's expression was complicated. She shook her head and denied, "No, he's not a dwarf. He's a human, a very young and amazing human."
There was no more shocking news than this.
The epic master that had not appeared for hundreds of years was not from the dwarves, but a human!
The eyes of all the humans on the field shone with ecstasy.
At this moment, they felt a sense of glory.
They were very eager to spread this news to the human society. They believed that it would definitely cause a shock to countless people.
A human master!
Something that had never happened before!
With a step forward, he used his longsword to plough a long trail in the meadow.
In front of him was the steel dragon that was waiting to attack.
It was obvious that he had treated it as his sparring partner.
With an epic longsword, he even had the urge to throw away his staff and focus on training as a knight.
The feeling of holding a meteor was simply too good.
Just like the netizens in his previous life, many people would switch classes for a top-grade weapon, and Joelson's current state was about the same.
The meteor's enhancement to the fire-type battle spirit had reached a terrifying level.
The meteor goldstone had absorbed Du Lu's continuous flame breath for three whole days. In addition to the dragon blood quenching, the meteor goldstone itself had excellent battle spirit malleability.
It allowed Joelson's battle spirit to directly reach the level of having a physical appearance, transforming into a blazing solid flame.
It even carried a part of the characteristics of Du Lu's breath. The flame was golden-red in color, much stronger than the power of ordinary flames.
"Again!"
Joelson raised his eyebrows. His fair and handsome face was filled with the heroic temperament of a knight. He was wearing a light armor of dragon scales.
If this attire was revealed, it would be enough to make any girl in this world scream.
Joelson seemed to have run into the air. He raised his longsword high and a blazing golden-red flame appeared on the body of the meteor sword.
"Slash!"
The dark golden tail of the steel dragon lashed out like a steel whip. A terrifying power surged out and sent Joelson flying in a sorry state.
He landed steadily. Other than a surge of energy in his chest, he was not injured at all.
His defense was terrifying.
Joelson estimated that his current knight combat strength should be able to break through 10,000 and barely reach the threshold of saint-tier.
It was all due to the amplification provided by the legendary light armor and the epic longsword.
With the support of the legendary staff, the power of his level-9 magic was comparable to a forbidden spell.
Joelson felt that the two paths of magic and knights were like two powerful legs, supporting him to climb to a higher realm quickly.
It was not like what Harriet had once said, which would cause him to be distracted.
Of course, it could also be related to his cheating-like promotion method.
After the battle with the steel dragon and sweating all over, Joelson jumped into the lake to wash. He changed into a clean mage robe and returned to the elegant and calm mage, Joelson.
After leaving the Dragon God Ranch, he opened his eyes and saw a carriage.
"Frederick," He said in a low voice.
Frederick's respectful voice came from outside the carriage.
"Master."
"How long until we arrive at the King's City?"
Frederick said with a relaxed smile, "We're almost there, master. The glorious city of violets, The Immortal City! It's right in front of us."
The king's city, the immortal city.
It was bigger and more magnificent than any city that Joelson had ever been to.
The city gate alone was more than five times the size of the capital city of Alcott.
The city wall that was more than 100 yards tall was like a mountain standing there.
Griffin knights patrolled the sky, while silver-armored knights entered and left the city gate.
"Five thousand years ago, this was the last line of defense for the humans of the central continent against the alien races. During this process, the city wall kept increasing in height and thickness, and every brick and stone was soaked with the blood of humans and alien races
"We won that plane war. That's why the Inmotati Empire once again established the capital, calling it an eternal city."
Frederick used a yearning tone to tell Joelson about the origins of the Eternal City.
The eight city gates of the Eternal City were opened at the same time. Cars and travelers came and went, never stopping.
Joelson saw a strange race of tall people with thick body hair, but a human body with the head of a wolf and the head of a cow, entering the capital. The others didn't look strange at all.
"That's the orc race. They're usually low-level warriors and laborers."
Frederick's face revealed a trace of mockery as he said, "When the planar war ended, the immortal city wasn't a human capital at all. Countless races coexisted here as equals. However, after that, many smaller races were massacred. The orcs barely managed to survive for a long time."
Joelson remained silent.
After entering the capital, Frederick found a hotel and settled down.
The owner of the hotel was a beautiful elf, and most of the guests in the hotel were dwarves, orcs, and elves.
"I want to borrow the magic teleportation array in the king's city of immortality to go to the Land of Heritage. Do you have any ideas?"
Joelson asked calmly.
Frederick laughed and said, "This is really simple for you, master. As long as you show the empire your current strength, I believe they will be very willing to lend you the magic array. Master's strength is at rank 9, and he should not be thirty years old this year."
Joelson nodded, "Seventeen."
"Oh, sure enough, only seventeen years old. What?! Master is only seventeen years old?!"
Frederick showed a smug expression as if he had guessed correctly. When he came back to his senses, his expression immediately turned into one of shock and surprise.
"Seventeen, seventeen."
Frederick kept whispering, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"It's too unbelievable."
Frederick could be considered to have some understanding of Joelson, and he carefully counted Joelson's methods.
The ranch space, two saint-level dragons, undead dragons, dark knights, and his own power as a tier 9 mage.
Oh right, he had almost forgotten that Joelson was also a powerful knight.
And all of this, coupled with the fact that he was only seventeen years old, was even more shocking.
Frederick even had some doubts in his heart.
Could Joelson be the reincarnation of some God?