Chapter 40 - The Strange Immortality Spell, Blood Magic (2/2)

Just as Chris finished speaking, Bronzebeard’s broad and thick palm had already slapped Chris’ back.

“Kid, do you want to learn forging from me?”

“Are you serious?”

Chris stared into Bronzebeard’s anticipating eyes and felt that he had some ulterior motive.

“Since you were able to pick up my wine pot and drink our sacred water, it means that you’re not an ordinary elf. Moreover, with an extra helper, the hundred sets of druid weapons will be done earlier than expected.”

Chris’ cultivation was steadily improving, and he had almost finished reading the books in the Ancient Tree of Knowledge.

So, learning something else other than magic would still benefit him.

“Bronzebeard, you’re willing to take Chris as a disciple and let him learn forging techniques from you?” Elder Norton said excitedly.

Everyone knew that every hill dwarf had an extremely strange temper. They cherished their forging techniques very much and would never easily impart them to others.

Bronzebeard was also one of the top forging masters on the sacred continent.

If Chris could really get his favor and learn the forging techniques of the hill dwarves, then the entire elf race would benefit greatly.

While Elder Norton doubted him, Bronzebeard said firmly, “We hill dwarves never lie. As long as this little brother is willing, I, Bronzebeard, will teach you all of my forging techniques.”

Although the elven queen and the elders had already determined that Chris was the elven race’s God’s messenger.

They would not show his identity off to everyone. Therefore, in the eyes of an ordinary elf, Chris was still an apprentice who took care of the Ancient Tree of Knowledge.

Bronzebeard was willing to pass down forging techniques to him. This was undoubtedly a joyous occasion for Elder Norton, who had always regarded Chris as his family.

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Just like that, in the next few months, Chris followed Bronzebeard and learned forging techniques.

Whether it was forging or drinking, Chris’ performance greatly exceeded Bronzebeard’s expectations.

He liked this little elf more and more every day.

There was even one time when they drank too much, and Bronzebeard blabbered something about marrying his daughter to him.

Chris was completely dumbfounded. Bronzebeard was a tall and strong man, and his daughter should not be too different from him.

For three consecutive days, he stayed in his tree house. It was only when Elder Norton looked for him that he continued visiting the Ancient Tree of War.

However, Chris did gain something from it. These few days, his forging skills were getting more and more proficient. He had so much talent that even Bronzebeard would not stop praising him.

Furthermore, Chris checked into the Ancient Tree of War and got something amazing, which was the magical fire-elemental tome, “Blessing of Flame”!

He expected that he would be busy for the next few days. Now that he had already obtained three elemental spells, it was time to learn the fourth one.

He had no idea what would result from the fusion of the four elemental spells.

Chris was filled with anticipation.

At this moment, Chris sensed something and lit up a soul-sifting incense.

Soon enough, he saw Alice kneeling in front of a stone wall in his dream, muttering to herself.

“Senior, the Queen has allowed me, Elder Norton, and a hundred newly trained Druid warriors to head to the magical beast forest.

“I will meet the leaders of the Pandar tribe and convince them to return to the Elf tribe.

“So, I may not be able to see you for a long time.”

Chris had an inkling about what Alice was talking about.

After the Ancient Tree of Life’s energy was restored, the magic elements became active. Many elders who were stuck at being rank 9 archmages, like Wharton, were showing signs of breaking through to the saint rank.

Along with the 100 Druid Warriors, the aura of the entire elven race seemed to be on the rise.