Elder Luo Zhen was covered in a bead of sweat, his firm muscles held the hammer and struck the broadsword on the anvil.
Since Mo Jian and the others had decided to help him in the creation of the powerful weapon.
He couldn't help but be excited and quickly rushed to the refining room.
After a couple of minutes, he had forged the broadsword, leaving the last part. The Runes.
Coming out of the forging room, Mo Jian and the others looked at the newly forged sword in a daze.
This was the first time they had seen Elder Luo Zhen work personally on refining a weapon.
Even though they were not taking the path of weaponsmith, they learned a lot just from staring at him working.
Most especially, Wei Jian, who had the talent of metallurgy.
"What do you think?" Elder Luo asked with pride.
"Impressive!" Mo Jian responded with a light smile. "Now, let's make this the greatest weapon."
Elder Luo Zhen's smile deepened as he placed the sword on the runic table.
