The reason why Feng Ruixing and Feng Ruixing gathered together at this time was because Wen Wen informed them that an inspection point would be established here.

The person who came to set up the inspection point is a human prisoner in the asylum. After the arrangement is completed, he will stay here and accept Feng Ruixing's command.

Feng Ruixing is looking forward to this.

Although the subordinate who is about to arrive is an inmate in the asylum, there is a super-powered thug beside him, which Feng Ruixing could not even imagine before.

On the other side, Heng An was simply interested in the checkpoint.

He heard that the inspection point can easily see the distribution of superpowers and monsters in the city. With this thing, it will be more convenient for him to hunt down members of the secret organization.

The two of them came to the roof of the foundation building together. After waiting for a while, they saw a giant eagle flying across the sky, and then a figure in red jumped down from the sky.

This figure was wearing a red windbreaker with a cool sound, carrying a silver metal long sword on his back, and there was a ferocious skull on the gauntlet.

Feng Ruixing and the two looked at each other. They always felt that they had seen this outfit in some game. Could this person be a cosplayer?

The man in the red trench coat is none other than Wei Su.

Wei Su walked up to Feng Ruixing, put his right fist on his chest and said, "My name is Wei Su. I will be your subordinate from today on. I will work hard."

He must work hard, otherwise the chains will teach him what real pain is.

Feng Ruixing looked at Wei Su with a headache and said, "Well... first thing, you should change into some normal clothes. You can't work around me dressed like this."

Wei Su nodded, then activated his ability, and a set of shining golden armor appeared on his body.

Feng Ruixing was speechless. Is this guy really useful to him?

Heng An on the side couldn't stand it, and directly patted Wei Su on the shoulder.

He can neutralize the super power and the armor on Wei Su's body begins to disappear, so they don't need to look at the embarrassing attire.

But Heng An never expected that there was nothing on Wei Su except the armor transformed by super power.

So at three o'clock in the evening, a man covering his face and crying appeared on the roof of the foundation...

…

Ding, ding, ding...

"Stop, stop hammering, stop hammering!"

Li Haiyang woke up from his dream, took the tissue on the bedside, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

This is his old problem. Once he falls asleep, he always has some strange dreams.

At the age of twenty-five, he always keeps tissues by his bedside because of this nightmare.

It's definitely not because he likes to do weird things...

In the dream, he was not like himself.

It was a man who was only about 1.2 meters tall. This man had extremely strong muscles, like a muscle mass.

He held a ferocious hammer in one hand, and kept hitting an iron ingot in front of him, hitting it... never stopping.

From time to time, there were painful wailing sounds in my ears, as if what was being forged by the hammer was not a piece of iron ingot, but a living person.

The long dream passed in this endless forging.

"Why did I have this dream? Maybe I was really caught up in something unclean..."

Li Haiyang touched his chest with his hand, and there was a flaming metal emblem there.

"As long as this thing is here, I will be safe and no one can hurt me!"

A few years ago, Li Haiyang happened to pass by a street stall. He fell in love with a flame-shaped pendant at a glance, so he bought it at a low price.

At first, the pendant didn't show any magic, but one time Li Haiyang was in a daze from work and didn't look at the road when he was crossing the road.

When he was about to be hit by a motorcycle, the pendant suddenly became hot and he fell backward to avoid the motorcycle.

After that, the chain of the pendant disappeared, and the body of the pendant was embedded in Li Haiyang's chest. No matter what he tried, he could not take the pendant off.

Gradually, Li Haiyang discovered that this pendant seemed to be a very powerful amulet.

Every time he is about to be injured, this pendant can work and save him.

Since this pendant can protect him, Li Haiyang is no longer obsessed with taking it off his chest.

…

At the same time, in the middle of a factory building in Baoya City with no lights on, there was a red forging platform with a burning fire.

A short figure with a flame-like red beard kept swinging a ferocious hammer, forging something.

However, something different from Li Haiyang's dream was that the thing he forged had changed from an iron ingot into the shape of a long sword.

The heat on the sword embryo condensed into a phantom that looked like a man.

"Stop fighting, let me die, please..." The man knelt on the ground and kept begging the red beard for mercy.

But Red Beard struck down with the hammer without hesitation, directly dispersing the phantom.

When the phantom appeared again, he pointed at the red beard and cursed, but the result was no different.

Every time Red Beard beats the sword embryo, the shadow becomes dimmer when it appears again. He wants to make the shadow become the soul of the sword.

After hammering for more than an hour, the long sword was basically formed. Red Beard poured a basin of smelly blood onto the hot long sword.

Then he breathed out a breath of flame on the sword, and the whole long sword burned violently.

The long sword's burning light illuminated the entire factory.

Through this bright light, we can see that at the edge of the factory, dozens of human corpses are hanging like pork!

Red Beard looked at the sword bathed in flames with fascination and murmured:

"The sword body is forged with abyss metal, tempered with demon blood, and the souls of sinful humans carefully selected from the guests of the old hotel are used as sword spirits..."

"This is already the forty-seventh experiment. Can a real magic sword be forged..."

After the flames dissipated, Redbeard grasped the metal hilt, his eyes instantly turned red, and his whole person was filled with violent killing intent.

But he quickly regained his composure and threw the sword aside.

"It failed again, it is indeed magical..."

"But the effect is far from what I expected. Maybe I should catch a high-level demon to try..."

…

At three o'clock in the morning, Wen Wen stood on the balcony, bathing in the sunshine while holding the long sword in both hands and maintaining the posture of swinging the sword.

Although his body remained motionless, his brain did not stop.

He wanted to find a feeling, the same feeling when Xun Ying waved his sword in front of him.

Wen Wen remembered all the details of that sword clearly, but he just couldn't perfectly restore the sword.

According to Xun Ying, he did not find his own sword.

But what does it mean to own a sword?

"The sword I stole from others is not mine. Even so, why doesn't the sword I made myself respond?"
Chapter completed!