The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1409

Everyone looked towards Wayne when they heard his voice.

He wore the finery with a good-looking face. Unfortunately, his charisma took a hit because of his three-feet, dwarfish build.

It was obvious that this young man belonged to the Short Human tribe.

More members of the Short Human tribe stood beside him as well.

Behind them followed a large group of people. Judging from their looks, they must be disciples of the Misty South Palace who had cast weapons with him.

Since the Misty South Palace was the most powerful force in the continent, its disciples needed an enormous amount of weapons. Hence, it regularly invited casting masters and casting geniuses from the Short Human tribe to craft weapons for them.

Wayne was the best of the best. He hadn't even reached a hundred years old, but he had already become a casting master at the Demi-sage Level. He was better than most young casting masters in the Short Human tribe.

"Inarguably, Wayne is one of the best and brightest. He will surely become one of the best casting masters in the future," praised the Fourth Mister as he floated around in the void.

"I agree. I wonder how Ricky will fare against a formidable opponent like him," Neil piped in.

A few moments later, Ricky arrived with Mordechai and the others, which didn't escape the notice of some of the gathered people.

"Look, Ricky is here!" someone furiously whispered. Hearing that, everyone turned to look at him.

Meanwhile, Ricky's eyes had latched on to Wayne. He had heard about this guy and that he was a talented casting master from the Short Human tribe, so Ricky was curious and wary at the same time.

'Is he an enemy or a friend?' he idly wondered.

At this moment, Wayne made his way towards Ricky, a wide smile on his face. "Hi, Ricky, I'm Wayne Helian. You don't mind me being here, right?" he greeted Ricky cheerfully.

"Of course not! If anything, I'm honored that you graced us with your presence here. Perhaps, we'll even get to hear some advice from you."

"I'm honored, my friend. But don't be so modest. Ha-ha!" answered Wayne with a smile on his lips.

From that simple exchange, Ricky had a good feeling about Wayne. However, he still wasn't sure about what kind of person the other man was. After all, rumor had it that all talented casting masters from the Short Human tribe had a problem with modesty. Maybe Wayne had yet to show his true colors.

"Enough of this crap! What are you waiting for, Ricky? Just start already and show us if you are as good in casting as you keep on proclaiming," a casting disciple impatiently snapped.

"Okay, I'll start. Don't get too excited!" replied Ricky with a mocking smile.

He started casting before the others could say anything more.

Since Ricky was a spiritual emperor, he didn't need a furnace for making weapons because his Chaotic Fire Zone was perfectly suitable for that.

Ricky entwined his fingers together and swiftly summoned the Chaotic Fire Zone. In an instant, the zone transformed into a furnace, where he began to refine the casting materials.

"No way! How did he do that? He's just showing off!" The surrounding disciples gaped in shock, gasping in unison when they saw what Ricky had done.

As far as they knew, only excellent casting masters at the Sage Level had the power to create a furnace with their powers, but to their surprise, Ricky had done it as easily as breathing.

The Fourth Mister and Neil exchanged helpless glances with each other. They initially thought they were arrogant, but seeing this, they had to admit that Ricky put on more airs than them.

Meanwhile, the Misty South Palace's saints who had been lurking in the shadows couldn't help gossiping through telepathy. "Could it be that our First Deputy Chief made a mistake this time?"

"This guy is indeed promising, but his attitude is unbecoming of a Misty South Palace's member. We will look bad because of him!"

"Calm down, guys.

Let's wait and see how he will do. If he succeeds, then we'll know he isn't just full of hot air."

'This guy sure is cocky!' thought Wayne in silence as he watched the spectacle in front of him.

Only a few Sage Level casting masters from the Short Human tribe could utilize their infernal power to create a furnace. Ricky was only a Demi-sage Level casting master, but he was trying to cast weapons without a furnace in public.

They were partly right, though. Ricky couldn't use infernal power to form a furnace. Maybe it seemed to them that Ricky used the infernal power to create a furnace. But the truth was that he only used his Chaotic Fire Zone to do so.