Chapter 292 Because, I am Magneto!

When forging his own armor, Eric was very careful not to use the power of Odin. What if the rotten old man left a backdoor?

After all, Odin's power is not his own power. It is the ancestral power of Asgard and is destined to be passed on to Thor. If he wants to occupy it and not return it, it is not impossible, but isn't that equivalent to admitting it? Is Odin my father? I don’t want to give him any more power!

With a unified stance, the Eternal Fire, and Nidave's neutron star core, three powerful hammers struck at the same time. It took nearly two months to finally compress the insect shell to a three-meter square.

It's not impossible to continue to compress, but it's not worth it. The time and energy spent doing so will increase exponentially. There is no need to expend such effort. This is Nidawi, the country of the dwarves. Leave the rest to the dwarves. Enough.

The forging style of the dwarves is as rough as their beards. No matter what the material is, give it a hammer first. There is nothing that cannot be solved with one hammer. If there is, then give it another hammer.

The only materials that allow dwarves to use casting methods instead of forging methods are those magical and precious magic materials, such as Ulu and others.

Obviously, insect shell is not included in this list. Although it is essentially a magic material, its texture and structure prevent it from being melted at all, not even Nidawi.

Therefore, the dwarf king Eitri very calmly swung his big hammer and hit the insect shell hard with one hammer after another. The hits shook the sky and the earth, and sparks flew everywhere. Then, he sadly discovered that the Do not move……

Think about it, this is the shell of a single universe-level boss. He has stolen the power of the World Tree for countless years and added it all to it. It can easily withstand the eternal spear. How could it be possible that his small hammer can? Can it be moved?

This kind of situation is obviously not uncommon in Nidawi. After Yitri smashed hundreds of hammers, he put down the hammer with regret, and then waved his hand under Eric's puzzled eyes. The dwarves who were watching had some Counting one by one, they all excitedly took out their hammers and stepped forward to smash them.

"What are you doing? Is it some kind of ceremony? Prayer? Sacrifice furnace? Or consecration?" Eric was puzzled and asked in a low voice to the panting Yitri.

Unexpectedly, Yitri smiled and said sheepishly: "It's rare to encounter such a good material that is not afraid of hammering, so these boys are addicted to it."

Eric: "..."

After the hand addiction was over, the dwarves slumped down on the ground one by one, refreshed and satisfied. Many dwarves entered the sage mode, their brains blank, thinking about "who am I" and "where do I come from?" "Where to come from", "Where to go" and other philosophical questions.

"Okay, it's almost done, let's start work!" Yitri had almost rested, threw away the blacksmith's hammer, stood up and gave the order. The dwarves stood up with weak legs and staggered back to their jobs.

Eric asked worriedly: "Can they do it in this state?"

"Don't worry! It's all programmed, they just press a button." Yitri didn't care, threw the insect shell into the furnace with a wave of his hand, and pressed the start button.

The fact is indeed as he said, the entire Nidawi is a sophisticated forging instrument, relying on the neutron star core for energy, making everything here extremely simple and abnormal.

Ordinary hammers are powerless against insect shells, but a magic hammer driven by neutron stars is completely different.

The principle of that thing is just like the hydraulic press on the earth, but it is more advanced and powerful. It has a runic curse carved by Odin himself. No matter what material it is beaten, it will be invincible.

"We came to the right place this time." Eric nodded secretly as he watched the insect shell slowly deform and compress.

Under the forging of the magic hammer, the size of the insect shell was further reduced, and its appearance was also changing. At the same time, Yitri was also using a special device to carve magic runes on it, allowing the insect shell to gradually evolve into a Real armor.

This process lasted for a week, and the entire Nidawi dwarves were busy with it. When Eitri gave the order to shut down the magic hammer, the dwarves all gathered around to witness the birth of this great artifact. .

"Open!" Yitri yelled, and hit the magic hammer with a hammer. It had been beaten so hard that it was connected to the insect shell. The anvil forged with Ulu was completely scrapped.

"Dang!" A voice like a yellow bell resounded throughout Nidawi. Yitri was knocked out by the huge force of the shock. The dwarves didn't even care about the patriarch who saved them. They all stared at the artifact. The birth of Eric was discovered by Eric's conscience and pulled him back.

"You bastards! You don't know how to hold me back!" Eitri angrily pushed the dwarves away and walked to the front, "Strange, why didn't you respond?"

The armor has been forged, and the entire armor is the original gray color of the insect shell, making it look very inconspicuous. Moreover, because its texture was too hard, the dwarves simply did not have the strength to change its details. They retained the original state of the insect shell to a great extent and only changed its shape. As for the patterns on it, it was completely It is the pattern of the insect shell before.

At this time, the armor stood quietly on the ground, like a warrior from the wilderness, rough and bold, but also mysterious and dim.

"Is it done?" Eric pushed Yitri uneasily.

"It should be successful, right?" Eitri licked his beard, puzzled, "This has never happened before. Usually, the divine power starts to be released after it is smashed down, just like Mjolnir. When it was smashed out of the grinding tool, lightning flashed out immediately."

Eric rolled his eyes, you are a dwarf king, you are so incompetent! He stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch the armor, and unified his position to activate.

It was like pressing a start button, and the armor began to emit dazzling white light. Magnetism, gravity, strong force, weak force, and an inexplicable flame bloomed at the same time, emitting huge energy fluctuations.

Eric's face was filled with joy, and a sudden realization arose in his heart. He opened his arms and activated the unified force field. The armor began to disintegrate one by one, turning into several modules of different sizes, which quickly flew over and were worn on him.

Dressed neatly, Eric's heart moved. The Star-Eating Bee was like a winding stream of water, constantly clinging to the armor, covering it with a thin layer, and slightly changing its appearance.

After everything was completed, Eric moved his body and smiled with satisfaction. Eitri pressed a button and a mirror rose from the ground, allowing Eric to carefully appreciate his appearance.

"This color..." Eric looked at himself in the mirror and was silent for a long time. Finally he sighed and patted his chest. The color of the armor turned purple, and a crimson cape unfolded behind him. The shape of the armor He became the person who had been with him for a long time.

"Why use this color?" Yitri was confused.

"Because, I am Magneto!"