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Fide looked at Viconia and Korgan in the red dragon armor with envious eyes. This article was first published by 　　, but she also knows that the scales of the red dragon are thick and large, and if the assassin wears it, the agility of the body will plummet. Don't say it's a sneaking backstab at that time, I'm afraid you will have to be found before you get close.

"Don't be envious, after a while, I will tailor a suit of armor that is suitable for the assassin to wear." Henry patted Fide on the shoulder and said. In his opinion, among all the dragons, only the skin of the shadow dragon is most suitable for thieves and assassins.

Because this is a special dragon that lives in the plane of shadow, it is very good at lurking and sneaking. Although their scales are not as strong as the others of the same kind, one thing is very prominent, that is, the reflection of light. Anyone wearing an armor made of shadow dragon scales just squatted in the corner, and as long as he didn't move, it would be a dark shadow in the eyes of outsiders.

"Well, then I'll look forward to it first." Faid said, turned around and smiled.

Just as they were talking, the two of them were already neatly dressed and stood in front of Henry. He looked up and down the crimson armor and nodded in satisfaction. "Yes, it fits well. Let's have a drink at the Boon of the Sea Tavern now. I'll go back to you after I'm done. Remember, don't take the initiative to provoke it. It's a pirate stronghold."

"Don't worry, I know that place, as long as they don't mess around, I won't get into trouble." Kogen patted his chest and promised. He was in a very good mood now, and he agreed without even thinking about it.

Seeing the dwarf's assurance, Henry turned his gaze to Viconia. Among the entire team, she can be said to be the most troublesome, as long as she opens her mouth, she can draw a large amount of hatred. If the tongue is a little bit more venomous. It is not impossible to cause riots in a large area.

Maybe it was because of the brand new Red Dragon Armor. The Queen of Venom Tongue changed her usual posture of unreasonably stirring three points, and smiled disdainfully and said: "Don't worry, I won't have too much communication with those dirty sailors. The disgusting fishy smell on them is too stinky, as long as A little closer will make people nauseous."

Although the guys in these two evil camps have made guarantees, Henry is still a little worried. Before they left, they pulled Feder and whispered: "I have an ominous premonition. If there is any conflict in a while, remember to go to the thieves' union next to me for help."

"Understood!" Fide replied, and left the blacksmith's shop with the other two people.

Cromwell saw all unrelated personnel evacuated. Stretched out and shouted: "Now we can finally start work. You are responsible for controlling the fire. You must not be too busy, otherwise the gold will be melted directly."

"Don't worry, I'm also a good blacksmith." As Henry walked to the stove and pulled the bellows forcefully, the temperature of the stove rose after a minute.

The flame grew deeper and deeper from the orange, until it was slightly blue when Cromwell suddenly shouted: "Hold it!" Then he put the golden torso on the shelf and began to heat it. His eyes were fixed on the state of gold, and as soon as he noticed any signs of weakness, he would immediately turn over. This process lasted about ten minutes. Due to the very average heating, although the golden body became a little soft, it was still a long way from completely melting.

Cromwell felt that the softness was almost the same and immediately yelled: "Gem! Express the gem!"

Henry did not dare to neglect. Quickly handed a sun gem that has been full of positive energy. I saw the dwarf forge master carefully avoiding the magic lines and making a small cut in the gold with a dagger. He dug a hole about the size of a gem. Immediately put the gems in, and finally spread them with gold. Such a small time bomb was buried in it.

It has to be said that this is a time-consuming and laborious task. Not only must there be a pair of stable hands, but the spirit must be unanimously focused. A little carelessness will destroy the fine magic texture. After the fifty jewels were set, Cromwell's body was soaked in sweat. The big beads of sweat slipped down his hair and beard, and finally formed a small puddle on the ground.

Henry secretly praised this old dwarf for being much better than himself. Among other things, this concentration and patience alone cannot be achieved by ordinary people. You must know that the more boring and delicate the work is, the more it can reflect the overall level of a blacksmith. It is too little to be able to persist for such a long time like the old dwarf in front of him.

The two people repeated the same action over and over again, and more than two hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Cromwell completed the setting of the last sun gem, he sat down on the ground and gasped.

"Damn! Finally done! Give me the blood of the ancient red dragon!"

"My friend, can't you just take a break and take a break?" Henry asked dubiously. He really didn't understand why all the dwarves were so impatient, would he still fall into trouble.

Cromwell shook his head stubbornly. "No, I have to see the reward first, and then I can relax and drink water to rest."

"Well, as you wish." Henry sighed slightly and took out a small bottle of deep red blood from the dimension bag, which seemed to be boiling blood all the time. This is the blood of the Primordial Red Dragon, and the abundant magical energy inside can still be felt even through a layer of glass.

"Go on the dwarf gods again! What a perfect forging material! With it, I will be able to create a handful of handed down works." As Cromwell said that he had forgotten all his fatigue, he rushed up and grabbed the bottle. Feel it in the palm of your hand. There was an obsessive look in his eyes, and he wanted to lick it twice with his tongue.

Henry ignored the old dwarf's muttering, and directly installed the golden skeleton and his own custom-made gadgets, then drank some water and took time to rest. After all, there will be a **** battle with Congos next. Although adequate preparations are made, it is difficult to say who wins and loses.

No way, who would let the demilich make his remaining body as hard as a diamond, and his magic resistance higher than that of a dragon scale. If it is not too late in time, he has an impulse to want a part-time Juggernaut. Is there anything in this world more pathetic than when the caster encounters a monster that is immune to magic? Probably there are only enemies that are immune to physical attacks from melee classes.

After taking a rest for twenty minutes, Henry felt that his physical strength had basically recovered and he stood up and left the smithy. As for leaving, it is completely unnecessary. Cromwell is now like an old madman, holding the dragon's blood while writing and drawing on parchment, deaf to what others say, seemingly designing a weird weapon.

As many dwarves have said, when they get it long enough, they will feel the forging impulse in their blood. Some people say that this is a blessing, while others say that it is a curse. In short, a dwarf with this ability can always create a handed down work. Drizzt's good partner, the dwarf king Bruno, once created the legendary warhammer "fang of Aegis" under this impulse.

Henry didn't know what kind of weapon Cromwell would build, so he could only bless him silently before leaving. Heading west along the alleys of the pier, it didn't take long to arrive at the Boon of the Sea Tavern. Before entering the door, he heard a sound of fighting and yelling from inside. One of them had a very loud voice. It was Kogen.

"Damn! My premonition is still fulfilled." Henry whispered, then kicked the door open and rushed in. As soon as I entered the tavern, I saw that the guests had already run away. Only Fid and more than 30 thieves were confronting a group of sailor-dressed guys. As for Kogen and Viconia, they had already taken out The weapon is ready to kill at any time.

Just when he was about to ask what happened, suddenly a middle-aged man who was beaten with a swollen nose and swollen face knelt on the ground and burst into tears. "Uuuuuu...Master, I'm sorry, I didn't take care of your ship and cargo. They were all robbed by these **** pirates."

"Who are you?" Henry frowned and asked. Obviously this person was beaten a little bit badly, his facial features have been seriously deformed and he couldn't see the original appearance.

"I... I'm Suli! These **** not only snatched all the goods at sea, but also planned to sell me as a slave."

Henry was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly performed two natural magic arts to treat him, only to see that the bruise and swelling on his face gradually disappeared, and the family crest printed on his forehead gradually became clear. It was indeed Su Li who went to sea not long ago. . The thought of someone daring to break ground on his head immediately made him furious, his eyes sharpened, and a terrifying magic power swept the entire tavern in an instant.

The primordial energy rushed all the tables and chairs to pieces like a storm, glass cups and wine bottles were all exploded out of thin air, and many sailors who could not dodge were cut one after another~www.ltnovel.com~ There are one or two bad luck. The egg was even inserted into the eyes by glass slag, and wailed nonstop on the ground. Not only did he frighten the pirate who was an enemy, but even the thief who was called for help temporarily.

You must know that there was neither chanting of spells nor any spellcasting actions. Just a mere magical impact has such a powerful destructive power. What's more, Henry's pair of silver eyes are shining coldly. Anyone who looks at them will feel a panic of fear from the heart, and at the same time will feel a tingling in the brain.

Feder cautiously walked over and explained in a low voice: "Head, we are drinking, Kogen suddenly recognized the man named Suli, and then he fought with the pirates here."

Henry waved his hand to indicate that she didn't have to say any more. He is not interested in knowing the ins and outs at all now, in short, these guys who dare to rob him are dead, and the tavern should be run by another person. Anyway, this place has always been a stronghold of pirates, and there is no good thing at all.

The pirates also found that the situation seemed a little uncomfortable. From the conversation just now, they learned that they seemed to have robbed the fleet of the strong military division in front of them, and almost sold his men as slaves. As the manager of the Sea's Gift Tavern, Thumb felt that he should stand up and make a round of it, otherwise, once he started his hands, he might not even be able to survive. (To be continued...)