This is a weapon forged from holy silver. It is sharp and tough and is the favorite equipment of Holy Light believers.

"We are going to use this thing to destroy the Holy Light Sect's stronghold in the south!"

"How do we do it? These bones are all dragon bones. They are too hard..."

"Shut up!"

A dwarf craftsman wearing a mask stepped forward. He carefully observed the skeleton and sighed:

Mo Laike stood up straight, looked back at his men, and said:

The craftsman muttered, looking at the ferocious metal fragments in front of him, he frowned and asked:

"remember!"

"Holy Silver..."

Mo Laike shouted low, interrupting the discussion of the two idiots. He squatted down and inspected the smashed bones, and then inspected the dismantled bones around them.

The craftsman carefully touched the skeleton's body and felt a cold breath surge, like frozen ice. (Good Zhao) "Yes, we found a large amount of toxins in its skull cavity. It should have been killed by a powerful undead using evil magic."

Thick and heavy metal sheets were piled in the cabin of that vehicle.

Amidst the messy sounds, Mo Laike nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at another car behind him. In that car, there was a completely sealed skeleton.

"And the texture of this keel is also good, better than steel bars. If it can be made, it will be great!"

Mo Laik's adjutant picked up the broken blade and threw it to another craftsman. Then he grabbed another weapon and walked towards a car on the other side.

"Brothers of the Temple Army, you have really found the dragon bones. We can finally make powerful weapons."

Mo Laik's adjutant urged impatiently:

The craftsman chuckled and said:

"It's a lot easier than banging a gavel."

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"very good."

Others nodded, but Mo Laike seemed to still have concerns. After a moment, he suddenly spoke.

"We can get the keel, Mr. Mo Lac!"

"I come!"

"Yeah, remember.

Those metal plates turned over to one side, revealing the heavy metal objects inside. Some of them looked like coffins, but they had many more strange arc-shaped spikes than the coffins [more like they were pieced together from the remains of some ferocious beasts].

"Wow!"

"According to the original plan, you are responsible for building those bones, and the remaining bone marrow, internal organs and other remains will be handed over to me... Do you remember them all?"

A craftsman shouted excitedly:

"Quickly dismantle them and replace them with suitable parts. I want to complete them as soon as possible! We have to complete the entire set of 'holy silver' polishing and strengthening processes before dawn."||

"This is the corpse of a dragon!"

"Yes."

"We have to dig out its brains and study it, or simply cut off a leg. In short, our goal has been achieved, right?"

Mo Laik replied:

"."Who is this guy?"

"This is really tragic. Who killed it? He actually chopped off its head and hung it on the carriage. This guy is a heroic undead, and it looks very powerful... Before it died, it must have After struggling for a long time, he was still killed.

Another craftsman rolled up his sleeves, picked up a short-handled battle ax, stepped forward, and smashed the heavy dragon bones on the ground. With a crackling sound, these bones were scattered, one by one. Each one became pulpy.

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