In fact, there is no so-called military camp for the Dead, they don't need to be stationed at all when they advance endlessly, and the only logistics force is the blacksmith, who needs to craft arrows and repair blades and armor, and it just so happens that the Seven Evils have the best dwarven blacksmith battalion in the whole Dead Clan.

"Welcome! Great Demon King Zhao ......"

Qisha stood in front of the former steel mill with his arms crossed, staring at Zhao Guanren with a smile, and behind him were more than a dozen purple fire-level guards, a large number of corpse soldiers were entering and exiting the steel plant, constantly transporting armor blades in and out, looking like they were in full swing.

"Don't pretend to be in line to welcome, I'm not happy either......"

Zhao Guanren pedaled the shared bicycle and parked outside the factory gate, without the usual treacherous smile, and said expressionlessly: "I don't rob the treasure, I only look for a blacksmith to build a few things, by the way, take a look at the military strength, and give them a rating!"

"Rate us, really think you're an expert on the dead......"

Qisha jumped on the corpse horse with a scornful laugh, probably deliberately to appear taller than him, a few steps behind and parallel to Zhao Guanren, Zhao Guanren didn't bother to pay attention to the woman's careful eyes, and rode into the factory in the depths at a faster speed.

The blacksmith camp is even larger than he imagined, almost all of the more than a dozen workshops are dwarven blacksmiths, and the dwarves are naturally all dead, divided into three grades: high, medium and low, and there is a special repair workshop, which looks very professional.

"Don't you use human steel......

Zhao Guanren stopped outside the mid-range workshop, in fact, the dwarves are not short, the average is more than one meter and a half, short and strong, almost every dwarf has opened his mind, and he is very curious to look at him when he comes.

"Human steel can't make good weapons, and the garbage produced is used by low-level corpse soldiers......"

Qisha said indifferently: "Horcruxes above the intermediate level, the materials must be collected from our hometown, it is very troublesome to transport once, at present, they are all recycled and reused, and new Horcruxes are rarely created, but the master workshop cannot be visited, and the dwarf's forging stunt is not passed on, and I am not allowed to enter!"

"A group of old-fashioned antiques, the obsolete things are still a treasure......"

Zhao Guanren pedaled the car and continued to move forward, and finally came to an armory guarded by corpse soldiers, Zhou Miao was standing in front of the door with the matchmaker talking, Zhou Miao saw him coming, and kept making eyes, which meant that he had found a good baby.

"Don't squeeze your eyes, the dead won't have good things, and good things aren't made by them......"

Zhao Guanren got out of the car carelessly, without giving the seven evils face at all, and after entering the armory, he lit the signal baton, browsed the swords, guns, swords, and halberds on the weapon rack, and finally opened the security door of the small treasure house.

"Oh ~ what a treasure trove this is, the scrap recycling station......

Zhao Guanren walked in in surprise, there were three rows of shelves in the treasure house, which were full of messy Horcruxes, some of which were already covered with dust, but he was surprised: "Duoduo! How did you know that there are treasures here?"

"The Seven Evils' guards chatting, the ...... I overheard"

Zhou Miao whispered: "The guards said that they were stingy, and the baby didn't give them the ashes, and they also said that the best thing here is the purple heart shield, I just set the words of the matchmaker, she said that the wooden box in the second row is the purple heart shield!"

Zhao Guanren walked over and picked up a small wooden box, and when it was opened, it was a small black shield the size of a palm, and a purple chicken heart gem was dotted in the middle.

"Seven Evils, can you give me this little thing......"

Zhao Guanren turned to look at Qisha at the door, and raised the small wooden box in his hand, but Qisha asked with a puzzled expression: "Matchmaker, what is this, why haven't I seen it?"

"Your Majesty, there are so many treasures that the warehouse can't fit ......"

The matchmaker spread out her hands with a bitter face

Laughing, Qisha pursed his lips and acquiesced, Zhao Guanren took the box and walked out, and said: "Duoduo! wait for me at the door with the matchmaker, I'll go to the dwarf master to make something, and Qisha will show me the way!"

"The dwarves don't belong to me, and the master's temper is also very strange, so it's not ...... if you want to see me say it."

Seven Demons lazily led him out of the area, and came to a compound guarded by dwarven warriors, Zhao Guanren stepped forward and pulled out the soul exterminating knife, and said something to several guards.

"Oh~"

The four guards' eyes widened in shock, and they looked like we were all knowledgeable, and soon ran in to pass the word, and after a while, they led him into the office building, and Qisha and the others were blocked out instead.

"Big brother, I heard that there is a divine weapon, let me see the knife......"

An old white-bearded dwarf sat behind a desk, holding a can of Budweiser beer in his hand, and his accent sounded a little northeastern, much more standard than the seven evils with "socks in his mouth".

"Look!"

Zhao Guanren handed him the soul destroying knife, who knew that the old dwarf actually stood up excitedly, pulled out the knife and stroked it back and forth, and the heart attack was about to be committed.

“......”

The old dwarf spoke dwarven language, but after a while, he said in frustration: "This is not a forged knife, it is a divine weapon refined by people with soul fire in one go, this kind of ghostly skill, my clan is beyond reach!"

"Can't fix it?"

Zhao Guanren had always been worried that the Soul Exterminating Knife would break, and the Soul Exterminating Knife was already broken like a saw.

"There's nothing I can do! It's the first time I've seen such a divine soldier......

The old dwarf shook his head and said: "The skill of forging a soul fire knife has always been a distant legend for our clan, but the original owner must have a very tragic story, and the blade that can damage this knife must also be a divine weapon!"

"Help me see this ...... again"

Zhao Guanren handed over the purple heart shield again, and the old dwarf glanced at it and said: "The Black Demon Clan's Heart Devouring Shield is just a top-level defense card of the purple rank, it is not rare, but it is stronger than the golden ring on the hand!"

Zhao Guanren was surprised: "Why is it called the Heart Devouring Shield?"

"Actually, this is a trap set by the Dark Demon Clan earlier......"

The old dwarf spread his hands and said: "The Dark Demon Clan deliberately discarded the Heart-Eater Shield to tempt the unwitting human monks, it will unknowingly eat away at the minds of humans, and eventually turn humans into a walking corpse, but this doesn't matter to the undead, we are originally walking dead!"

"Didn't you realize I was a human......

Zhao Guanren looked at him with a strange face, but the old dwarf said: "Isn't it the Great Demon King, sooner or later he will become the undead, what does it matter if he is earlier, welcome to join the Club of the Dead!"

"Thank you!"

Zhao Guanren looked at him with an aggrieved expression, but the old dwarf pointed to the ice dagger in his waist again, and the two purple fire eyes said brightly: "Are you willing to exchange with me, I can help upgrade the gold ring, and send a purple-level flame knife, it's very cost-effective!"

"Am I stupid? But I still have a baby ......"

Zhao Guanren took out a plastic bag from his waist bag, and when he opened it, it was a piece of charred black rotten meat, with a broken piece of armor sticking to it, he put it on the table and said with a smile: "This is the authentic five-clawed dragon meat, the former mount of the Lord of Darkness, and the dragon scales on it!"

"I'll see!"

The old dwarf snatched the dragon meat, actually tore off a shredded meat and threw it into his mouth, chewed it and exclaimed in surprise: "Dragon meat! It's really dragon meat, I want the dragon scales on it, I give my best work, you must promise me!"

"No! I want three

pieces, choose your own ......"

Zhao Guanren shook his head gently, and the old dwarf smiled like a big sand sculpture, and led him into the warehouse.

After a period of frantic sales, Zhao Guanren chose three things that looked very tyrant, and the old dwarf almost burst his belly with laughter.

"Uh~"

The old dwarf's smile suddenly froze, and Zhao Guanren actually took out another large piece of dragon scales, even bigger than his palm.

"How can you ...... like this?"

The old dwarf almost went crazy with his head in his arms, and when it came to doing business, the entire dwarf clan together was no match for Zhao Guanren.

"Don't be angry, I can give this dragon scale to ......"

Zhao Guanren hugged him and asked in a low voice, "I know, we sometimes need to do some private things, and we don't want Yongye to know, is there any such thing that locks the magic ring and can temporarily suppress the magic pattern?"

"No......!

The old dwarf hurriedly shook his head and said: "We have the ability to build the Lock Demon Ring, but if we let Eternal Night know, he will destroy our entire clan, and the Lock Demon Ring will not be completed in a few days, it will take at least a few months, once the furnace is opened, we will finish the calves!"

"That's a pity! I'll make my own goggles......"

Zhao Guanren put the dragon scales on his chest and gestured, and the old dwarf hugged his head and shouted: "No! you can't treat it like this, the dragon scales are a waste in your hands, I can't stand it, I'll give a finished product, but I will never admit it if something happens!"

"Deal!"

Zhao Guanren happily stuffed the dragon scales to him, and the old dwarf opened a secret door and used the key to open an iron cabinet engraved with lines, which contained more than a dozen boxes of all sizes, some of which were shining without opening.

"Hurry up and get out of ......"

The old dwarf quickly stuffed a box for him, but when he looked up, he almost died on the spot, Zhao Guanren actually had a large piece of dragon scales in his hand, and there was dragon skin and dragon meat stuck to it, which was still not burnt.

"Hehe~ I want that shining thing, and that big gold chain......"

Zhao Guanren stuffed the dragon scales into him, took out two things from the cabinet himself, and the old dwarf sat on the ground softly, with tears in his eyes, and asked in a mournful voice: "How many dragon scales are there?"

"Not much! It's just a dragon......

Zhao Guanren let out a wicked laugh, took a big wooden box, loaded all the loot into it, and took advantage of the old dwarf's attention to the crossbow, and then ran out like a gust of wind.

Qisha and the others were surprised outside the courtyard and said, "Such a big box of things, what did you exchange with the old miser?"

"There's a baby! come with me to see ......"

Zhao Guanren smiled and pulled her into the woods, put down the box and took out the Heart-Eater Shield, held it up in front of her and asked, "Are you sure you haven't seen this thing?"

"Cut~"

Qisha leaned against the tree nonchalantly, and said contemptuously: "I have too many things, how can I remember them all, I can take them if I want, anyway, I have a thick skin, and if I don't take them, I will take them!"

Zhao Guanren said again: "Let me ask this, there is an eyeliner of eternal night around me, you should know, right?"

"I know!"

Qisha said: "Who doesn't have the eyeliner of Eternal Night by his side, the Great Demon King is a radish and a pit, and the people below are staring at the Demon King's throne, and Eternal Night will take the initiative to find me if they don't say it, what's so strange about this?"

"If I say that the matchmaker is a traitor, she is the prison sent by the eternal night, do you believe it......?"

Zhao Guanren looked at her with blazing eyes, straightened up in a moment, and said with a pale face: "Fart! This ......is absolutely impossible."