Chapter 332 321. [Turbid Current] Great Sword
“Come, come here. It’s cool in this room.”
Berengar led Lan En to a smelting room and set up a little house.
As soon as we entered, the cool feeling immediately dissipated the high temperature in the smelting room.
Lan En walked in. It seemed that Berengar had been staying here for a long time, so he could observe the operation of this equipment at all times.
In the small room is a simple lounge structure, a set of tables and chairs, a bed, and a glove box.
“To replenish the magic power of that crystal, and to deliver a large amount of ores and monster materials at once, all require the levitation technique of the warlocks. So they planned a rest stop here, which I use the most now. . ”
Berengar placed Lan En on the chair very familiarly, while he reached under the bed and groped around.
While bending down, he explained.
“This house has been cast by sorceresses, and the heat will be discharged directly into the seawater under the reef. Of course, this also requires regular charging.”
"Aha! Found it! This guy is too long and heavy. It can't even fit in the storage box. It can only be placed under the bed."
Lan En ignored Berengar's complaints. His eyes have been fixed on the long wooden box.
An expectant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
“Open it, Berengar.”
The long-faced demon hunter smiled confidently: “Of course, of course. It took me three days and two nights to build this. It’s a good sword, of course I will open it.”
The long wooden box was opened, and a dark, huge sword appeared in front of Lan En's eyes.
Berengar seems to have used some unique forging technique. Valyrian steel should have had a wavy pattern like a Damascus pattern.
The blackness is like black smoke, and the whiteness is as bright and cold as snow.
But on this huge sword, black and white are divided into two distinct parts.
The blade of the sword is so bright that it can illuminate the silhouette of a person, and the spine of the sword, which mainly bears the pressure, is a pure black color that gives people a sense of weight.
The shape of the sword is normal, but the size is extraordinary. It is a palm wide, 1.8 meters long, and nearly a knuckle thick.
The hand guard does not use a cross sword grid, but is more like a flat rectangular iron block that is directly mounted on it.
Lan En guessed that it was for balancing the weight.
The hilt of the sword is wrapped in circles by a roll of white linen, which is non-slip and moisture-proof.
In short, this is a sword that is more fierce, more intimidating and destructive than the sword from Old Robert that Lan En used urgently!
"Wow."
Lan En raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth in admiration.
Berengar readily accepted this.
"Only you can use this sword well, Lan En. Even if I use Valyrian steel, the total weight of this sword still reaches more than fifty kilograms. I have calculated that if Made of ordinary steel, this sword may weigh more than 300 kilograms."
Lan En did not take a position on this statement.
He stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the sword hilt wrapped in linen in the wooden box with his palm.
It was very heavy to start with, and when he actually held the sword in his hand, this weight made him feel a comfortable sense of satisfaction.
For a warrior, the weight of a weapon is reassuring.
"Take it with both hands, hold it with both hands. If you lose your waist, you can't do it in a day and a half."
Berengar's mouth began to open and close unconsciously before he finished speaking. But he forgot to match his voice and couldn't make a sound.
Lan En held the hilt of the sword with one hand and straightened up smoothly, his pair of shining cat eyes following the giant sword.
The two hearts began to beat violently, and the blood flow pumped out made the body stronger and more powerful. A faint heat overflowed from the corners of Lan En's mouth and between his teeth.
Hang fifty kilograms of weight outside a person's body and start swinging it around, which will undoubtedly completely destroy the stability of a person's center of gravity.
But with the blessing of the core knowledge of [Bear School Swordsmanship], Lan En has been able to control his center of gravity very well.
He lifted the entire sword neatly, because it was wider than ordinary weapons and brought more airflow.
When Lan En lifted the sword, the airflow even carried the dust in the gaps in the floor.
A small tornado of dust rolled out from the distance where the sword tip left the ground!
With a little effort, Lan En lifted the giant sword with one hand and put it on his shoulder.
The blade of a giant sword does not seek to be sharp. It is originally used for attacking fortresses. A blade that is too sharp will make it vulnerable in a collision.
"Crack!"
The root of the giant sword's blade pressed against the leather shoulder armor of the High Bear School armor, making a powerful crisp sound.
It wasn’t that the sword blade damaged the shoulder armor, it was that when the sword blade was placed on the shoulder, it caused the plates inside the entire set of armor to vibrate!
"What a fine sword, Berengar!"
The grip, center of gravity, weight, and toughness of Valyrian steel support such an unusual size.
Under normal circumstances, the front end of a two-handed sword with a blade thickness of half a centimeter will automatically deform and bend under gravity when it is held flat.
This sword is larger in shape, but its blade is straighter and smoother.
Berengar stood beside him for a long time, and it was not until Lan En put the sword on his shoulder that he finally returned to normal.
“My Melitelli”
The long-faced witcher kept slapping his mouth, his impression of Lan En’s combat power was that the young man had not installed the [Second Heart] Before.
After that, Lan En never showed his current physical fitness in front of him.
"Okay. I can see that your hands are itchy and you want to cut something. Anyone who gets a good sword will think so. But let's discuss it. How about you wait until you get out before going crazy? ? I'm afraid you'll wipe out the set of things I designed."
Berengar curled his lips with a complicated expression.
He also likes good swords and wants to wield the sword he made himself, but he is self-aware.
And now he is more concerned about his own set of smelting and processing equipment.
Naturally, Lan En would not start practicing at this time. Berengar also specially prepared a set of leather straps for him to carry the sword on his back.
Because the weight of this sword is so great, the leather strap cannot be as simple as the strap of an ordinary long sword.
This is a set of suspenders that distributes weight on the shoulders, back, and waist. It looks like a modern combat vest.
There is an iron ring on the back, which is used to hook with the iron ring on the sword grid and hang it.
“By the way, what is the name of this sword? Every good sword should have a good name.”
Putting the giant sword on his back, Lan asked Berengar while moving his body to adapt to the increased weight.
“Just playing this sword will take half my life away from me. I’m not good at naming names either. Well, naming it after the place where it was cast is not a bad idea. [Dark Water], why? Like? "
Dark Water, also known as Zhuoshui Village. Lan En automatically completed the conversion in his mind.
“Very good, let’s just call this sword [turbid current].”
Berengar pursed his lips: “Actually, is there a possibility that you don’t need to ask? My name?”
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