Otherworldly White Dragon Lord

Ordinarily, the mountain dwarf Solak said that the ancient dragon king was his master, Dinktier will definitely look at it as a joke. We must know that the reports and news of the mainland witnessing the existence of dragons must be traced back at least a hundred years ago. The dragons are indeed The powerful creatures that exist in this world, but now people who have witnessed the existence of dragons are probably rarer than the dragon-slaying warriors. Many times the dragons only exist in myths and poetry of the poet Poetry.

But at this moment, Dinktil was afraid to question Solak's words, because it was only recently that he had witnessed a living dragon coming before him, and he had to say that it was the first time that Dinktil had seen the real thing in his life. The majestic dragon, the majestic and overwhelming power, makes people feel completely desperate for an instant, and can not breed a little resistance. The dragon-slaying heroes in those **** adventure novels are bragging at all. The dragon is not a mere mortal that can be dealt with with a sword. In Dinktil's view, the majestic dragon built like a white jade only needs to lie down. You can squash an entire infantry squad in a single roll!

All right! So far, Dinktil has sorted out some information. In short, his party was abducted by an ancient dragon king on its way to its territory, and now the dragon king intends to keep all of his party. Come down to work for it, as for why choosing his own group involves some grievances between the gods, of course, these 'grudges' are not something that Dinktier is qualified to understand. In return for effectiveness, the Dragon King gives himself and his people a stable and free living environment and generous rewards!

The original final destination of the dindin and his party was also the holy capital of the west. It is said that many races, including elves, orcs, and dwarves, were hosted there. Anyway, after going to the holy capital, Dinktier was only looking for a life that was stable and free from slavery. Now the requirements of the ancient dragon king seem to be no different, and Dinktier is not stupid. Since the dragon king can His servant took his party to the Yannold Mountains, I am afraid that he is not planning to let go.

估计 The consequence of rejection is estimated to be death!

For the Dragon King's proposal, Dinktil did not immediately reply to Solak. After all, he was only a leader recommended temporarily on the escape route, and he would make a decision after the other dwarven companions woke up. As for Solak, there was no dissatisfaction with Dinktil's response, and he expressed his willingness to wait until all the dwarves were awake before discussing.

Next, he took a dunk of Dinktil, accompanied by Solac, and prepared to visit where he is now. The heat from the room after passing through a narrow aisle made Dinktil just like a steamer. . Looks like it's so hot, doesn't it seem to be in a snow mountain? To a bit of a hot desert area that resembles Philip Toke. Wait, why was that house so cool just now?

Solak handed Dinktil a white emblem, and the original sense of heat disappeared instantly, and the temperature around him dropped to a very comfortable level. This emblem is uniformly worn by all craftsmen in the forge hall. It is mainly to reduce the efficiency of craftsmen in order to avoid conditions such as heat stroke caused by continuous work in high temperature environments.

I haven't had time to take a few more steps. The huge main hall is already in front of Dinktier's eyes. The dwarf was almost shocked by the huge building complex in front of him.

The central large pool is boiling with hot lava, and the machines shining with magic luster are continuously extracting the magma from the ground. Hundreds of tall tauren are busy, and there are many dwarfs who are running from time to time. At work, pieces of armor and weapons are being neatly placed on the shelf. The hammer hits the metal, and the sound of grinding is endless. Dinktier feels that his memory is back to the Thunderstone tribe. Days of building weapons.

不过 It's just that there is no such magnificent forged hall in the Thunderstone tribe. In contrast, the tribal forging hall that once made Dinktil proud is like a humble little workshop.

In fact, Dinktier now sees only the tip of the iceberg in the forging hall. As a weapon factory that once supplied the entire White Dragon family and allies in the Dragon War, the conventional weapons workshop in the forge hall can be used. It can accommodate tens of thousands of people to work at the same time, plus a new workshop that was later opened for the production of golems and various large military equipment. The maximum limit can accommodate more than 50,000 people for production. Until now, the forge hall has only been cleaned up. A small part came out.

Looking at the hot molten iron flowing into the mold and the sparks generated when the hammer strikes, Dinktil feels that the desire for forging in his heart becomes difficult to suppress.

Although humans were arrested to work in the mines, the dwarves were naturally proficient in forging, and Dinktier and many of his kin were detained into the workshop to forge weapons instead of digging stones in the mines. It is just that the forging when enslaved must be done in accordance with the requirements of human beings. Every day we repeatedly beat and make ordinary weapons. We cannot forge our own preferences and inspirations. This is like wearing a blunt stone to wear out one. Like the sword.

"This is Mithril! Oh, there are so many." Dinktil lifted two fist-sized translucent silver ore from the minecart with his rough fingers, as if watching the affectionate vein of love Stroking.

From Solak ’s mouth, Dinktier learned that the Blacksmith Hall will receive tasks every so often, as long as the rest of the daily work is completed, you can do your own thing, and you can get points and ore after completing the work. You only need to use the points to exchange. And when you are lucky, the Dragon King will directly give you a variety of rare materials, like the dragon scales used to build a spear for Princess Luo Jie'an.

Dragon scales! What is this concept? After hundreds of years have passed without the dragon witnessing the report on the entire continent, dragon scales and the dragon itself have become a rare thing in the world and even faintly surpassed the magic metal of Olihacan. After learning that Solak had forged an epic weapon with another tauren blacksmith, Dinktier's eyes became respectful. For the dwarf, the blacksmith who could forge an epic weapon, even It is also a respectable character to make only one in my life.

While Dinktil and Solak were still chatting, a small black man suddenly appeared in Dinktil's eyes.

"Humanity!?"

Dinktilt stared at the teenager not far away with curious eyes. So far, Dinktilt has not seen any human figure in the hall, and he does not know where the humans who flee with him have been. Obviously this is a gathering place of non-humans such as elves, dwarves, tauren, and even Dinktier even speculated that the status of humans may not be high here.

The little black boy was Feiying, who walked to a bull-head artisan and said briefly, "Sword?"

"It's repaired, let's see how." The tauren blacksmith stopped the work in his hand and took out the shadow knife that Feiying carried from the weapon rack on the side.

Wu Feiying took over the sword that was given the name of a sword by himself, pulled out the blade and took a closer look at the blade that shone coldly and coldly. The delicate forging pattern was obviously created after thousands of refinements.

怎么 样 "How?" The tauren blacksmith is confident in his craft.

"Thanks even better than I thought." Feiying stroked the edge of his finger with his fingers. Although flat, he revealed his praise for the tauren forging technique. The sword of Feiying was broken once during the battle of the tyrannous beast. When I was training against the Nordic warrior Hagen in a simulated environment some time ago, my sword was interrupted by Hagen and I had to send the broken sword here again. To fix.

Holding a new love sword to repair, Feiying was about to leave, a loud voice exploded directly in Feiying's ears.

"Show me the weapon in your hand, little man over there!"

Little man! Feiying heard these three words instantly, and punched them in the face of those who dared to say these words without thinking. The power of the monster was originally attracted by Ding Ke, who was attracted by the novelty of Taidao. Tyre sprayed his nosebleed and fell straight to the ground.

Watching the dwarf Feiying fell to the ground and turned to leave: "Are you qualified to say I'm a" little man "?"

"Wait a minute! Let me see that weapon ┉┉"

"Let go!"

"Don't let go! Let me have a look ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I told you to let go ┉┉"

"Please, take a look."

A dead pig of Dinktil was not afraid of boiling water and dragging FeiYing's back, regardless of the bleeding nose and staring at the shadow of FeiYing's hand, the look was like his own daughter Taken away like someone.

When Feiying completely lost his patience to prepare for the horror, Solak rushed to explain the misunderstanding. Under the mediation of Solac and the gentleman, Feiying still looked at the face of the director of the forge's hall. The knife in his hand was handed to Dinktil. Holding the knife Dinkutir wiped his nose, stroking the thin blade and watching the forging process begin to discuss with Solak.

The boring Feiying went to the side and pulled up the weapon on the shelf to pass the time.

Time passes by little by little like this┉┉

The sweet voice was broadcasted in the Blacksmith's Hall with the music of the spirit. If a passer-by appeared, it would be tearful to the familiar broadcast content at this moment, while the Thunderstone Dunk Tyker left Glancing, he seemed curious about the broadcast.