Master Milo's face turned red for a while, and then turned pale for a while, and the whole person seemed to be a few years old in an instant, standing in place. When forging these weapons, he was indeed a little lax with the idea of "covering up all shortcomings with a new magic pattern that he had never heard of before". But he didn't plan to give his best performance so early.

Master Miro's lips twitched a few times: "I think, uh, it's all because I didn't explain it in advance! You must have misunderstood, Mr. Gaiman! These weapons, these are just equipment for ordinary soldiers." For a strong officer like you, I certainly have better equipment to offer. Like, for example, this armor, Mr. Gaiman, you see, it's a masterpiece. I dare to pack the ticket, there are no more than three armor of its kind that are better than it. ”

Neo chuckled suddenly, walked over to the crimson armor beside the apprentices, and drew the black sword without saying a word. The next moment, the hall was suddenly filled with shining thunder.

Sword Dance: Thunderstorm!

The cyan thunder turned into a swimming dragon, and it rushed and bit the blood-colored light armor that was exquisite in both workmanship and style. But it didn't hurt the armor in the slightest.

"Huh?" Neo was slightly surprised, and when he looked closely, he found that the moment the thunderstorm began to hit the surface of the armor, the shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen of the armor each lit up with a golden ring-shaped magic pattern.

The three demonic patterns are of different lines, and they are connected to each other by a vertical line of incantations, connecting the three into a single whole. Whenever a thunderstorm explodes near one of the Patterns, the other two Patterns will receive a signal that will brighten up together to help defuse the energy impact caused by the skill.

"What a novelty!" Neo complimented.

Master Miro's face regained his strength, showing a proud and even proud smile, and explained loudly: "Master Gaiman has won the prize! These three demon patterns are independent of each other, but they are connected by this linear magic pattern, and they can echo each other and share the damage they have suffered!"

Neo nodded and smiled, "That's a novel idea!"

Master Miro slapped his palms and said more and more: "That's right, although several blacksmith grandmasters in the Morrowind territory can engrave magic patterns on their equipment, they can only engrave two or three magic patterns with a simple structure at most. This 'chain magic pattern' that I have researched is at least ten years ahead of the others! The Condor Legion will definitely be invincible and invincible when I cooperate with me!"

"I just hope that after each big battle, a few fewer comrades will die. And...... Huh!"

Neo sneered and took off his right arm armor and threw it to Miro: "Master Miro, you just said that the magic pattern you studied is ten years ahead of others?

"What a light hand armor!Tsk, this weight can't stop the attack of spears and dragon spears!" Master Miro was questioned, and his anger was poured on his hand armor, and his tone became critical.

However, when he saw the nested compound magic patterns on the surface of the hand armor, his heart suddenly turned to ashes, and there was no more brilliance in his eyes. He shook his hands, threw away his armor, and fell backwards weakly, sitting down on the ground.

From the first glance, Miro knew for sure that the composite magic pattern on the armor was exactly the same as the note left by his teacher. However, it is one thing to see the magic pattern and not to see it, and it is another thing to do it or not. So he could almost conclude that the blacksmith who engraved the magic pattern for this pair of hand armor was far superior to himself!

"Who is it!" Miro was jealous, and his voice trembled from it.

At this moment, a nasty face with a hippie smile suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly got up and grabbed Neo's arm, and shouted repeatedly: "Is it Herbis!

Neo didn't have a good impression of this guy, and threw away his arm and looked at him coldly: "Calm down, Master Miro! Actually, I'm also curious about the other party's origin! If you have any clues, please feel free to tell me! As for cooperation... Let's wait until we find this mysterious master!"

He had already made up his mind in Jinshui City to beg Luo Ning, a kid, to help build equipment, and naturally disdained Master Miro's overtures.

"Could it be him?" Muttered to Miro as he picked up Neo's handarmour, only to see a strange blacksmith's insignia in that familiar location.

"This looks like the text of Dongxian Island. Only the people of Dongxian Island would do this, then it couldn't be him!Mr. Gaiman, where did you get this equipment?" Master Miro showed an unusual interest in Ronin.

Neo said I haven't been looking for it for so long, can I just change you?, he told Miro the location of the black market, and left impatiently with a few polite words.

After Neo left, Milolen stared at the crimson armor he had high hopes for, his breathing gradually became heavier, and finally like a volcanic eruption, he picked up the long sword next to him and slashed it, pouring all his anger on this armor, until the soldiers outside heard the movement and entered the door to check.

Of course, this is only temporary. On the way home, Miro lost his temper with the three apprentices and gave a death order, "Even if you search the royal capital, you must find that bastard from Dongxian Island!".

Compared with the two, Luo Ning's mood at the moment is much better. Not only did he negotiate with Zimmer about working together in the future, but he also had the opportunity to have a drink alone after separating from Karen. Although Luo Ning did not dare to compliment the many delicacies of the Lost Continent, the red wine here was his favorite. And the dozens of taverns in the imperial capital naturally became one of the places he frequented the most.

"Peggy, check out!"

Ronin got up from a famous tavern in Uptown to go back to Morrowind Academy, but when he turned around, he saw two familiar figures.

"Lena, Magic Bell?!" Ronin patted his cheek and looked twice after making sure he wasn't drunk, confirming that it was indeed these two friends who had disappeared for a long time.

"It's still covering your face at night, and it's not in the wilderness, what are you doing sneaky!" Luo Ning relied on the power of the illusion mask and swaggered behind them, and a suspicion gradually arose in his heart.

The three of them walked three blocks in front of each other, and the roadside lights became brighter and brighter, and the surrounding buildings became more and more exquisite and gorgeous, which was much better than the difference between the upper city. In a short time, Lena and the magic bell stopped in front of a brilliant light. Luo Ning stood across the street, followed the two of them to look up, and saw a magnificent palace standing in the most prosperous part of the street. An immaculate crystal dragon head hung above the main entrance of the palace, glowing with dazzling brilliance in the glow of the few magical halos that swirled on the walls.