Among the well-known metals, the best conductivity of the magic element is only Mithril, and Mithril is notoriously soft, is used to create magic pendants, rings and jewelry essential metal, not to mention the price, the hardness is not high, people with more strength can even pinch it with a little force.

Therefore, it is impossible to use it to build a weapon, at best, it is embedded in an important part of the weapon, but as a melee weapon, it is bound to collide, and this collision will inevitably change its proper form, and the consequences are unimaginable, after all, magic cannot tolerate the slightest mistake.

When Elder Bobosha and the others learned from Camosiddo that the weapon that Krazer had destroyed was a spear, not a staff, they were a little puzzled in their hearts, but no one doubted what the latter said, after all, this kind of thing only needs to ask the person concerned a little to know the truth or falsehood.

The four old dwarves looked at each other cautiously, and finally Elder Bobosha, who was the main officer, took the lead in speaking.

"Little one, do you still want a spear?"

"Yes!" Krizer nodded

"It's... It's a bit difficult, but it's not impossible, but it's a problem to find a hard enough tree to use as a spear in two days. Glancing at the former in embarrassment, Elder Bobosha said with a somewhat tangled expression.

It is necessary to have good magic conductivity, but also to have hard materials, only to use those scarce trees, for a while, to collect this rare tree, it is really a big problem, if you don't rush to create a weapon before the game three days later, Kreze's combat effectiveness is bound to drop greatly, this is a direct problem that directly affects whether the tribe's winter food can be solved, how can it be ignored.

"Actually, if you want to use a metal with good magic conductivity and enough hardness to make a spear shaft, one metal can do the trick!" Elder Golden Thunderbolt, who had been frowning and thinking hard, suddenly hammered his hands hard, attracting everyone's attention.

But then, his next sentence immediately extinguished the flame of hope that had just been raised by everyone.

"Remember the pride of the goblins, the Sard Mechmen!"

When the other three heard this, their eyes suddenly widened, as if they remembered something, and they stared at the former.

"Could it be Salder's multi-hybrid mana metal?"

"That's right, it's it!" Elder Jin touched his beard thoughtfully and nodded. "In my mind, it's the only metal that's both hard enough and magically conductive, and it's not much less magical than Mithril!"

"Well, that's right, in the case of the Kid Kraser, this metal is the most suitable!" Elder Bobosha nodded and looked at the other two, who also nodded, remembering this metal that only existed in history.

But Elder Bobosha looked at Krazer with an embarrassed expression and hesitated.

"It's just that no one knows the mixing ratio of this metal! In the past, even if we got some, all we could do was melt it down and recast it!"

Hearing the four Dwarven elders say this, Kraser's brow furrowed, and his eyes stared at the arrows on the table, lost in thought, because the term Sald's multi-hybrid magical metal had been heard before, and that night not long ago, this annihilation belonged to the proud metal of the goblin clan in history, and the multi-hybrid metallic mechanical warrior of Thalder had been highly respected by the old man.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, Krezer patted his head, Huo Ran got up, took a step forward, and with a wave of his hand, a huge mud ball half a person high appeared in front of everyone.

After the ball of mud appeared, Krazer stepped forward and reached out to buckle some of the dirt stuck to it, revealing what was hidden inside, and then looked back at the dwarven elders and asked with a hopeful expression.

"Elders, could you please identify if the metal in here is the Salde Multi-Mixed Magic Metal?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Bobosha and the others were stunned for a moment, but then they all stood up, took a few steps forward, stretched out their calloused big hands, and buckled off a piece of hard mud without disgust, and used their own way to identify the true identity of the metal inside.

Seeing that several elders used various methods to identify the metal inside, Krazer didn't dare to stand aside, for fear that his panting voice would affect the former.

"Go get some water!" After a long time of identification, Elder Jin Pi suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Krazer hurriedly reached out to get the water glass on the table, but he never thought that there was no water in it, so he reached out and grabbed the wine barrel placed on the side, and poured it all on the mud ball with a bang.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the mouths of several dwarf elders suddenly twitched, a whole barrel of wine, it was wasted by this kid, the mouth was dry just now, and I was just about to drink a glass to moisten my throat, okay, now it's good, no one can drink it, it's a waste!

But a few people couldn't say anything, after all, because a barrel of wine counted Kraezer, how could they not say it! A few people could only look at Krizer with some resentment, and then reluctantly looked at the hard mud that was moistened by the wine, clicked their mouths dryly, and wordlessly observed the metal ball again by themselves.

It was only then that Krezer realized that he had done something wrong, and that dwarves were notoriously heavy drinkers, because some dwarves would rather drink than drink water when they were thirsty, and wine was more important to dwarves than water, and it was a very distressing thing for dwarves to pour out an entire barrel of wine and use it to wash away the dirt.

With a bright smile, Krazer immediately realized his mistake and scratched his head with his hand in embarrassment, but he was greeted by the back of the head of several dwarven elders, after all, if he recognized the true identity of this metal ball, it was the most important thing at the moment.

This time Krazer didn't let him wait long, the four dwarven elders glanced at each other, and let out a sigh of understanding at the same time, the joy on their faces was clearly written on their faces.

Turning around, Elder Bobosha beckoned to Camosiddo, who was standing on the side, and instructed him to lead a few people to fetch water and wash the metal ball clean before he looked at Krazer and looked at him curiously.

"Where did you get such a big Sard Multi-Hybrid Mana Metal Ball, did you get a Sald Multi-Mixed Mana Metal Mechanical Warrior?"

As soon as these words came out, the other three dwarf elders suddenly became heavy in breathing, and their huge nostrils kept spewing out two streams of gas, blowing so that their beards curled up, and even the face of the oldest Golden Thunderbolt Elder had turned red into crimson, and there was a tendency to develop in the direction of purple.

Suddenly seeing the four elders staring at him with hopeful eyes, and seeing the strange appearance of Elder Jin Pi again, Krazer immediately waved his hand again and again, and quickly told the truth, for fear that if he said slowly, he would cause something wrong with the oldest dwarf.

"No, no, no, Elder Bobosha, it's a fluke that I was able to pick up this metal ball! I guess you know the legend of a goblin lab buried beneath Berkeley, right?"

But upon hearing this, the four dwarven elders all stood up, their eyes wide in disbelief, and stared at Kraser.

"Huh, little one, did you find it?"

"Yes!" Kraere nodded a little frightened.

Because the unnatural aura of the four old dwarves was so amazing, it seemed that the news of this laboratory was more important than the multi-hybrid magical metal mechanical warriors of Salde.

But then he thought about the laboratory, Camosiddo did not mention it to several elders, it seems that the former also selectively reported what happened there to Elder Bobosha, and he still chose to hide some of the things, which couldn't help but warm his heart.

Staring at his cheeks, all of which were flushed, the four dwarven elders were eager to grab Kraser's collar and tell him to tell him everything he knew.

"That's... What about that weapon? Does that weapon really exist?!"

"Yes, yes, I've seen that weapon!" Frazer nodded in a hurry.

The four dwarven elders swallowed with difficulty, and finally Elder Bobosha asked what was in their hearts.

"That's... It... It's in your hands?"

"No, it's been snatched away!" Seeing the expressions of the four people, Krazer didn't know the importance of this weapon, he was no longer the unpretentious teenager at this time, so he seemed to be helpless to spread his hands and push things cleanly.

"Who was he?" As soon as they heard that the weapon was not on their body and had been snatched away, the four dwarven elders suddenly widened their nostrils in anger, and they wanted to devour the life that had been given the weapon.

"Tabra Kshatriya Eldegeth! that's him!" Kreeser spat out a long name, and without hesitation, he sold the tabla he had fought with.

"Who is he?" Hearing this long name, the four dwarven elders pondered for a long time, only to find that in their long lives, the person with this name had never appeared, and his surname and middle name seemed to be familiar.

Suddenly, the eldest Elder Golden Thunderbolt seemed to remember something, and his flushed face suddenly turned pale, and this great contrast made Krazer stunned.

"Blood Count!"

Hearing this, the other three immediately gasped, as if they remembered something terrible, and their faces suddenly became the same as the former.

"The legendary powerhouse who rose to prominence more than five hundred years ago and is famous for his killings, the Blood Earl?"

"That's right, I was lucky enough to learn the name of the Blood Count during an incident, and his surname is Eldeggs!" Elder Golden Thunderbolt nodded firmly.

Hiss!

Hearing this, the other three gasped again, obviously this kind of secret that several of them did not know at all, because no one seemed to know the true origin and real name of the Blood Earl, everything about him was like a ghost, rising more than five hundred years ago.

Looking at the unpredictable faces of several elders, Krazer realized that the identity of the seemingly gentleman-like guy was so mysterious, which aroused his interest, but seeing the attitude of several elders towards that surname like a snake and scorpion, he still chose to keep his mouth shut and not ask questions, but turned the topic back to the metal ball.

"Elders, I think this metal ball of Thald's multi-hybrid magic power should be the gate of that goblin laboratory! It's just that it was damaged by the power of the eruption of the Ajafara Jocco volcano, so it's what it is now!"

"That's it, it's used as a gate, tsk, tsk!" Hearing Krezer's words, Elder Jin Pi raised his eyebrows and couldn't stop admiring, as if he was feeling something. "I just don't know which master this goblin laboratory is!"

"It's Hugh Hefnatus!"

Lucas, the goblin who had never spoken, suddenly spoke, and saw that he was very proud of his thin chest, and the big head on his slender neck was raised proudly, like a proud rooster.

He glanced at the goblin meaningfully, and then Elder Bobosha turned his gaze back to Kraser's body, and looked at him with a happy face.

"Little guy, this metal ball is more than enough to make a spear shaft, do you have anything else you want to build, it's rare for a few of our old guys to shoot at the same time, you can bring it up together!"

"I want a shield too!" Krizer blurted out without hesitation, speaking at an unbelievable speed that he seemed to be waiting for the former to say this before he could even finish speaking.

"Hey, hey, you kid!" Elder Bobosha smiled helplessly, pointing at Kreze. "It's the first time I've seen a magician like you, who doesn't use a staff, but uses a spear and a shield, and if it gets out, your weapon was made for you by a few of our old guys, tsk, the old faces of a few of us can be...!"

"You can't say that, Bobosha! What if this little guy can really make a name for himself! Aren't all the famous magicians in human history like that!" Elder Golden Thunderbolt waved his hand and looked at Kraser with interest, looking up and down, as if trying to keep it in his heart.

But at this moment, Elder Hackman from the Adamantite Tribe suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute, don't be busy rejoicing, have you forgotten an important thing! This little guy is a magician, not a warrior, no matter how great his strength is, it is limited, he has no fighting spirit, and without the blessing of fighting energy, how can he hold up the spear shaft made of Salde's various mixed magic metals?"

"Huh?"

Krezer was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the former in confusion.

It's just used to forge a spear shaft, how much can you need multiple mixed magic metals from Sald, that weight is not a problem at all, he is still relatively confident in his strength, but he didn't expect that no matter how great his strength is, it can't compare to the dwarves, and this kind of multiple mixed magic metals of Sald is an existence that can make dwarves treat it carefully!