Chapter 1336 Repair

If he ignored the previous circumstances and circumstances, Volkov would think in a daze that he was talking to an old knight who had been named for many years.

When he came to the solar boat with anxiety and expectations, he never expected such treatment. It is not a warm welcome and hospitality, but recognition and respect as if we have known each other for many years.

Didn't let him bow his head, didn't give him a chance to plead.

As a descendant of Bishop Pavel, Huai Shi met with a descendant of another bishop and welcomed the other knight with the etiquette of knighthood.

Just like partners fighting side by side, there is no barrier. When meeting and laughing, ask your friends: How can I help you?

As if such help was a given.

Even a knight who is not good at words can feel this pure friendship and respect from the bottom of his heart.

After Volkov followed Huai Shi into the studio, he put down the box from his hand and pushed it in front of him.

As if he encountered something unspeakable, he opened his mouth again and again for a long time and said: "This is my shield, it was damaged in the raid yesterday.

I would like to ask you to take a look and see if there is any chance of recovery. "

After opening the box, Huai Shi fell into silence.

That buckler covered with cracks.

I don't know how long it has gone through, how long the battle has been, and the large and small cracks and repair marks have covered the entire shield like patterns.

In the fierce battle that seems to have no end, it is passed down from generation to generation.

To be honest, this is the simplest of all the relics that Huai Shi has repaired these days.

It can't even be called an alchemy weapon or a border relic, and it doesn't have any magical effects or power. At best, it's just that the material itself is hard enough.

But its users don't seem to care about these trivial things and maintain it very well. The steel that has been blessed by the Holy Spirit countless times has reflected soft fluorescence under the moistness of the source.

What destroyed everything was the crack in the center of the shield.

I don't know what kind of hard battle he went through, but that knife almost cut the entire round shield into two pieces in the middle. From the deep crack, strands of source essence continued to escape.

Like blood.

To be honest, when a shield is damaged to this extent, it has completed its mission and needs to be replaced.

But Volkov didn't seem to want to abandon it, and even asked the alchemist to seal the entire box with a secret ritual to maintain its condition.

Perhaps this is what worries Volkov the most?

The painstaking labor spent on such an object competes with other precious sacred objects that are more worthy of maintenance and rescue for opportunity and time.

"I'm sorry, this is not a precious relic. It's just that I inherited it from my father, and it means a lot to me..."

The knight was ashamed of his selfishness and said with difficulty: "Please... try your best..."

Huaishi said nothing.

It's like he didn't hear it.

He just bent down and got closer, looking at the cracked shield intently. After a long time, he raised his head with some kind of wonder as if he had witnessed a miracle.

"No, Brother Volkov, you may have misunderstood."

Huai Shi reached out and touched the surface of the shield, feeling lost in thought, "It's not that I think it's worthless, it's just that... I'm a little shocked."

In Huai Shi's hand, the broken shield trembled and vibrated slightly.

Such a low voice sounded like a melody.

With the rhythm of life.

So familiar.

Volkov's pupils were raised in disbelief.

"To this day, it still wants to protect you, monk."

Huai Shi closed her eyes and listened to the rhythm reverberating in the weak source material, the low voice that was like the sound of nature. After a long time, she opened her eyes again and looked at the sluggish Volkov.

"Your presence means a lot, both to you and to it - just as you don't want to lose it, it doesn't want to lose you."

"This is not something unspeakable. You are saving your comrades."

"It's like your comrades saved you."

After Huai Shi finished checking, he turned around and walked towards the door. He took out a note and started writing the withdrawal form. Finally, he signed his name and handed it to the cabin in the forest.

"Look, there are no flowing copper and stone thorns in the warehouse. The flowing copper is activated to an active state, and one of the stone thorns has a complete root system. It doesn't matter how big or small it is.

Finally, extract 400 grams of pure gold and boil it yourself. I don’t want any impurities. "

"clear."

The hut in the forest turned around and left with the list in hand.

After leaving the cabin in the forest, Huai Shi turned around and told Volkov who had come back to his senses: "To be honest, I don't have much confidence and I can't make a guarantee to you."

Volkov opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he took a deep breath and nodded gratefully: "It doesn't matter, please do your best."

"OK."

Huai Shi nodded and motioned for him to follow, then took out the shield from the box and placed it on the workbench.

The domain of Guixu spread out, covering the table, shrouded in shadow, sealing off the source of essence leaking from the shield. Then, bits and pieces of source essence flowed into it.

Unfortunately, the effect is not great, there are too many cracks and scars, which cannot be solved by supplementing the source of essence.

The pale alchemical fire jumped and rekindled.

Casting begins!

The heart of the furnace in the steel arm rotates and unfolds.

The shield shook suddenly.

The roaring turned into a weak whisper.

As the matter collapsed, the source of matter spread and surged like a pool of water, outlining a red outline.

The broken long horn unfolded from the forehead, the red stag's hair was slender, and faint blood oozed from the wounds all over the body. The bones were deeply visible, but the internal organs could not be seen. There was only a blurry and dim halo...

Dying.

But his dim eyes raised with difficulty and looked at his master.

Look at him.

Volkov trembled, subconsciously stepped forward and stretched out his hand, but he was afraid of something and did not dare to touch.

Only the stag slowly raised its head, stuck out its tongue, and finally licked his palm.

Before it made any further moves, Huai Shi patted its forehead.

Let those tired eyes close.

As if sleeping.

"Its spirit is too fragile now. Try to make it react as little as possible."

Huaishi checked its condition and finally let out a sigh of relief, "But it's much better than I expected. In this case, I'm a little more sure."

After a pause, he looked at Volkov: "I will try my best to ensure its recovery, but are you able to accept some changes in it?"

"certainly."

Volkov nodded without thinking.

His eyes were always on the stag, looking at its broken horns and the cracks on its body, never moving away.

When the door opened again, the cabin in the forest had returned from the alchemy workshop and brought all the materials Huai Shi wanted.

Pure gold that does not contain any impurities or properties after purification.

In the tin can, the flowing copper stimulated to an active state is surging, swirling in the closed space, exuding terrifying high temperature and activity.

And inside the amber-like crystal is a thorn with a complete and well-developed root system, coiled in a ring and with sharp spikes. But it doesn't look like a plant, instead it has the texture of rock and steel.

Huai Shi picked it with his finger, and under the pull of gravity, the pure gold jumped up and jumped into the tin can, quickly dissolving in the flowing copper liquid.

Soon, it disappeared, and only wisps of bright golden color spread out in the liquefied copper juice, dyeing the metallic liquid in the tank into a dazzling golden color, which was dazzling.

Then Huaishi picked up the crystal that sealed the thorns and crushed it suddenly.

The vitality of Da Siming has poured into the thorns like a waterfall, causing the alien species that had been dormant for many years to usher in a sudden life and come alive instantly!

After experiencing drastic changes in the depth of hell, such accompanying plants will appear in some rare mineral veins. But when it comes to plants, they are more like mineral essences that produce life, imitating the most basic life structures and evolving into new forms.

Its essence is somewhere between metal and plant, taking into account the characteristics of both.

The life of plants and the strength of metal.

At this moment, in Huaishi's hands, the thorns suddenly spread out their branches and roots, grew rapidly, danced crazily, wrapped around Huaishi's arms, and even wanted to pierce his body and suck out blood and life. .

But under the suppression of Da Siming, it was impossible to escape from control. In the end, it shrank into a ball and kept twisting.

Was thrown into the jar.

A boiling sound sounded, and the unsuppressed stone thorns grew rapidly in the bright golden color. Even metal has become a nutrient for its growth, and at the same time, it has penetrated into the root system, replacing its material and properties.

At the same time, it accelerates its transformation.

After just a few minutes, the tin can was completely broken, and countless sharp spikes fell off one after another, leaving only the roots as bright as gold.

Under the double irrigation of alloy and source matter, it has entered a new stage.

Like a living creature, it keeps moving closer to the living things around it, looking for any place rich in life, hoping to take root.

When Huai Shi moved his fingers again, they contracted tamely, overlapped, climbed onto his palm, and followed him towards the stag on the workbench.

When Huai Shi stretched out his palm towards the dying stag, the slender root system trembled suddenly and pierced into the stag's wound. Then, the complex root system squirmed and quickly penetrated into its body.

On the workbench, the stag suddenly woke up from his deep sleep, opened his eyes, screamed in painful spasms, and struggled, but was unable to get up under Huai Shi's suppression.

A large amount of blood-like source material flashes quickly dissipated from the crack.

Under the translucent body, you can see the rapid growth and spread of the roots.

Volkov's eyes widened and he took a step forward, wanting to say something, but in the end he restrained himself and did not speak.

Waiting anxiously.

Until the stag, neighing in pain, finally stopped spasming and lay down on the workbench, motionless.

But behind the huge cracks all over its body, winding branches grew out, wrapping around its body and broken horns.

Grow quickly!