Chapter 901: The power of the Desolate Roar

Refining Desolate Steel is just a beginning. The current molten steel is just the most basic steel, and in the future, the composition can be fine-tuned through various means, thereby significantly improving performance.

But this step is of extraordinary significance. Not only does it save the large amount of Azure Qi and human luck that would have been consumed in the stage from Desolate Iron to Desolate Steel, but it also significantly increases production, directly increasing production capacity by dozens of times.

The only drawback is that it is a bit wasteful of Shamans.

After this round of Desolate Roar, the Strength Shamans all lost a small half of their Shaman power, and individual Shamans' throats were hoarse from roaring. There is one more point: the Desolate Roar is extremely powerful. Little Wei Yuan adapted it at will, which caused some sequelae. For example, those responsible for the gentle singing began to look beautiful in the eyes of other Shamans. It's just that the war situation is the priority, and Little Wei Yuan doesn't consider whether they are male or female.

What this furnace of molten steel means, Master Master Ronglong and all the Desolate Shamans know well. The Desolate Shamans are extremely excited, and Master Master Ronglong is not good at expressing himself, just coming over and patting Little Wei Yuan on the shoulder heavily. At the same time, a stream of ordinary luck fell into Little Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness.

Little Wei Yuan's heart moved. He taught the Strength Shamans to cultivate the power of Taiyin Water Brilliance, which is extremely difficult to cultivate in this world, and he didn't see Master Master Ronglong have any expression. Now that he has refined a furnace of steel, he is excited beyond measure? Master Master Ronglong is calm on the surface; if he hadn't received the luck, Little Wei Yuan would have almost been deceived by him.

Now Little Wei Yuan is even more confident about luck, after all, Master Master Ronglong's weakness has been exposed. Other Desolate Shamans had no expression, only the Desolate Shaman who roared out the first furnace of steel contributed a stream of ordinary luck.

Now Little Wei Yuan holds three streams of Desolate Shaman luck, one of which comes from Master Master Ronglong, and new plans are gradually taking shape in his heart.

Little Wei Yuan struck while the iron was hot and proposed to Master Master Ronglong to keep this Desolate Shaman and the entire roaring team, not to participate in the subsequent defense battle, but to fully refine weapons. In this way, after about ten days, the first batch of equipment would be out.

Master Master Ronglong naturally agreed, and the Desolate Shaman was also very willing to cooperate. Little Wei Yuan kindly reminded him that it would be very hard next, asking him to be mentally prepared.

How could this Desolate Shaman withstand the provocation? He immediately stated that he had fought three hundred beautiful Shamans in the past, for ten days and ten nights, and had never shouted tired!

Little Wei Yuan just took it as him bragging, while Tianyu's eyes were shining, wishing he could bow down.

Twenty days later, Little Wei Yuan's first batch of equipment was out. It happened that the Flame Demons launched a large-scale attack at this time, so Little Wei Yuan pieced together his Strength Shamans and members of the roaring team, gathered one hundred, and then killed them on the battlefield with a roar.

This battle was a bitter battle. The Flame Demons dispatched a large number of Master Yu Jing, five Master Yu Jing Perfections entangled Master Master Ronglong tightly, and other Desolate Shamans had to deal with two, and some had to deal with three Master Yu Jing. Above and around the fortress, various Mind-Reflection Worlds conquered each other, killing until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

The power of the Mind-Reflection World overflowed, inevitably permeating the sky above the fortress, so ripples appeared. At this time, Little Wei Yuan already knew that these ripples had the power of spatial vibration. Once touched, even Desolate Steel could be instantly distorted, and no matter how strong the physical body was, it would be vulnerable. This is why Flame Demons and Strength Shamans dare not ascend to the sky.

The blood stone used to build the Sharp Edge back then had only one function, which was to be able to pull the overflowing Mind-Reflection World power around it and convert it into spatial vibration ripples, thereby forming an invisible defense for the sky above the fortress.

In Little Wei Yuan's view, the value of this function is simply immeasurable; that blood stone is definitely an Immortal Stone.

But the Flame Demons have an absolute numerical advantage. After dragging all the Desolate Shamans, the Strength Shamans were thrown out of the city one by one. At this time, those fourth-rank titled, Dharma Form Perfection Strength Shamans would go to rescue, but their strength was far inferior to the Desolate Shamans. Although they could rescue the Strength Shamans from the heavy siege, they would also be covered in bruises.

After several rescues, the Flame Demons obviously changed their tactics. Once a Strength Shaman landed, it was immediately surrounded by heavy troops, making rescue more and more difficult.

When another fourth-rank captain at the Perfection of Dharma Form jumped into the Flame Demon army, a bright and bright red saber light suddenly appeared!

This saber light instantly swept across the Strength Shaman captain, making his movements sluggish, and then a blood line appeared on his body, and his body cracked along the blood line. In the end, the deepest part of the crack was actually three feet, almost cutting off a piece of his body!

This Strength Shaman captain was also extremely fierce, roaring and activating his life-saving secret method, instantly killing more than a dozen Flame Demons around him. But hundreds of Flame Demons swarmed up, countless weapons pierced into his body, and after inserting, they twisted fiercely.

The Strength Shaman captain knew there was no escape, and roared: "Boss! Avenge me!"

His body expanded rapidly, and the Flame Demons around him showed expressions of horror, one after another wanting to retreat. But it was too late. In the terrifying explosion, a cloud of blood rose into the sky, dark red luster covered everything within dozens of feet, and then the blood cloud rose into the sky layer by layer, turning into a mushroom cloud shaped like a multi-layered mushroom.

The blood cloud dissipated, and a blank space appeared on the ground. The Strength Shaman captain and the hundreds of Flame Demons around him had all disappeared.

Master Master Ronglong cared about the overall situation. At this time, he already knew that the city could not hold on, so he immediately sent a divine thought back to the fortress: Please ask the Craftsman God to fight!

This divine thought turned into a thunderous sound in the sky of the fortress, echoing in every corner of the fortress. Then he heard a tornado rise in the fortress, and the roaring of the aria sounded in the wind: "We are ready!"

The earth shook, and a steel dragon set off from Little Wei Yuan's courtyard, followed the moving tornado, and rushed directly to the nearest city wall.

Little Wei Yuan walked at the front, pointed his long spear at the dense Flame Demons in front of him, and roared: "The moment to show invincible posture has arrived! Go, crush everything in front of you!" ===== CHAPTER 902 =====