Brockton's Celestial Forge Novels & Stories

He didn’t argue. I picked up the decanter again but it was empty. Vaughn’s jaw tightened. “Lest I forget, we swept through the entire team again.” “And?” “There was a breach.” “Another breach? From the team?” “Not another,” he replied. “It’s the same one. The locket.” I turned slowly. “What about it?” “We traced the material and found it is custom forged. Blacksite-level alloy. One facility in the country could’ve made it.”

"And I am here to negotiate the final liquidation of the Thorne-Vance name." The leader of the Foundrymen, a massive man with a bionic eye and a soot-stained coat, looked down at me. "The name is worth nothing here, lady. We’re melting down the statues to make plowshares." "Then let me help you melt them," I said. "I have the codes to every automated forge in this city. I have the location of the deep-soil geothermal taps. And I have the only child who knows how to talk to the machines that are still sleeping under your feet."

Black Furnace City was a magic weapon from heaven. Since Ancestor Blackstone was one of the founders of Black Furnace City, he was naturally the first batch of cultivators to search for treasures in Black Furnace City. His current status was closely linked to the treasures he had discovered in Black Furnace City. Caspian found more than ten slates in the Blackstone Pagoda. These slates seemed to have been cut off from an entire wall. The pattern on them were pieced together into a nebula.

That same day, Bowen hated Berk for letting him live a life of disgrace. From that moment on, for hundreds of years, Berk had been hammering weapons in silence. His body grew stronger and bigger due to the silver dragon energy flow that became one with him. He became a loyal slave to Leonard. The greatest variety of magic artifacts and magic weapons were created of Berk's forging. Leonard perfected Berk's work by placing a black magic seal on each of Berk's masterpieces.