causing it to brake abruptly. 。Then, the flames on its body extinguished completely. Even the mane that had suddenly risen on its head instantly became smooth and slid down. 。With its tail tucked bet...hem. 。"Cen Yue spoke in a low voice." 。The old man with white hair stopped, and the other blacksmiths did the same. They were all blacksmiths of at least fifth level or higher, and naturally knew how...
Chapter Twenty: Fusion