Under the ten huge iron pots, there are still a large number of corpses that have not been burned, the raging flames will wrap the big iron pot, and you can feel the rolling heat wave from dozens of meters away, dozens of gray dwarf slaves wearing a thin cowhide apron, squatting side by side, several orc overseers are scolding and scolding with leather whips:" Why do you think you have been given food and clothing by Lord Kuz, the chief of the Raytu tribe, to save you from hunger and disease, and even to see a piece of sausage on top of every meal?"

"This is a reward for the industrious, that night, you desperately hooked those stinky zombies from the trench, everyone saw it, reward the industrious, punish the lazy, this is our principle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The orc overseer was right, but he didn't go too far, they were trying to find a problem with the gray dwarf slaves, maybe the group of gray dwarf slaves forgot to add the dissolving agent when they put the last of these zombies into the oil pot after ten days of continuous labor.

But the wooden gray dwarves were crouching on the ground, and there was no one to speak.

We walked over against the boiling heat, and I didn't feel the heat of these raging fires very obviously, I could only feel a little warm from the roast, and there was no discomfort, but there was a blush on Kuzi and Guoguo's cheeks, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on their foreheads, it was really too hot here.

Maybe it's because when I was a child, I was burned by fire poison all the time, so that my body had a strong fire resistance, anyway, I didn't have any discomfort at this time, I continued to walk forward against the heat wave, and came to the side of the orc overseer.

We've been together for a long time. These orc overseers all know me, and they know that I am a close friend of Kuz, the chief of the Raitu tribe. When they saw me, they all nodded at me with some flattery. Looking at the back of Kuzi and Sister Guoguo coming together, I knew what we were talking about, and for a while, all the orc overseers had some apologies on their faces, for them this errand was not done beautifully, and their faces were a little unbearable.

Kuzi walked up and said, "Maybe there is a small flaw in the recipe, it's not a big deal, is it just the corpse of these sixty-seven corpse kings?"

Sometimes, I feel that he has been with me for so long that he has lost the sharp edges and corners of the orc werewolves. It's like a pebble that has been washed by a river for countless years, and it becomes very smooth, and the words you say are easy to accept. The orc overseers looked at each other, and one of them stood up and explained: "Our brother accepted the task of the chieftain, and he insisted on not daring to be sloppy day and night, and every time he put the dissolving agent, we would send someone to watch from afar, and we were not as resistant to burning as the gray dwarves who were used to living in the lava cave, so we always stared at it from afar. But it is certain that there are no mistakes in every release of blue alum crystal sand......"

"Only the bodies of these sixty-seven corpse kings have not melted, but it is strange that last night, these corpses were still sunk to the bottom of the oil pot, and now they are floating on top of the corpse fire oil!" added another orc overseer. "And last night is now in ten cauldrons. The harvest of corpse fire oil is not any different!"

"Take me there!" I said in orc language to a gray dwarf crouched on the edge.

The sturdy gray dwarf, dressed in a cowhide apron, looked up at me shirtless, and said in an angry voice, "You can't go any further." It's too hot to get closer, there's no way a kid like you can handle those heat waves!"

"It's okay. I have lived in the Dwarven Realm for two years, and I have seen many of the iron furnaces of the Dwarven craftsmen. Some of the iron furnaces are built on lava fields, and they are much hotter than here!" I replied with a smile, and walked inside against the heat.

The gray dwarf slave behind me hurriedly followed me, even if I stood on the shoulder of the gray dwarf slave, there was still no way to see the situation in the oil pot when I walked in, only let the gray dwarf slave carefully climb onto the wooden shelf next to the oil pot, at this time, the back of Sister Guoguo probably thought it was too dangerous, as long as I accidentally fell off the wooden shelf, or the gray dwarf slave had bad intentions, I might fall into the rolling corpse fire oil.

The truth of the matter is actually very simple, as long as someone fishes out the body of a corpse king from the oil pot, the truth of the matter will be revealed.

In fact, there is no problem with the formula of the corpse fire oil, the problem is that the skin and bones of the swamp corpse king are exceptionally tough, and they cannot be dissolved by the blue alum crystal sand, in fact, there is a smaller detail here, that is, the corpse skin and bones of ordinary zombies are not dissolved by the blue alum crystal sand, but after refining for a certain period of time, the corpse skin and bones of ordinary zombies will shrink, and they will become darker and darker, and finally form a corpse residue more than one meter long, which is hooked out of the oil pot by the gray dwarf slave with an iron hook, and many of these corpses soaked in corpse fire oil have become fuel under the cauldron。

However, the corpse skin on the swamp corpse king's body did not shrink until the end, what it was originally, and what it was still like in the end, so it was discovered by the orc overseers who watched from a distance that there were some clues, in fact, the corpses of these corpse kings were fished out of the oil pot, and it was found that the oil in the corpse king's body had disappeared, leaving only an empty skin bag and a white bone.

Coming out of the iron pot with the corpse of a corpse king, two gray dwarf slaves dragged the corpse king's skin bag as light as nothing, I asked them to drag the corpse to a farther place, looking at this headless giant corpse, we can still clearly think about how majestic this corpse king was at the beginning, it is infinitely powerful and can also scold a large number of ordinary zombies, if he hadn't left the death swamp, maybe it could be the king for a lifetime.

"What's going on?" asked Kutz, who leaned closer and realized that it was an empty skin.

I lowered my head and observed it carefully before I said: "The dissolving agent Blue Sail Crystal Sand can't dissolve these corpse skins and bones, in fact, the oil in it has been completely refined into corpse fire oil!"

I took out the wolf's tooth dagger and carefully stabbed the corpse king's skin, the leather was incomparably tough, and the sharp wolf's tooth dagger could only leave a shallow white mark, which made me and Kuz dumbfounded. If only the Swamp Corpse King's skin had been so tough when he first fought. Then we may be doomed to accept a defeat.

Kuz hurriedly beckoned into the distance and called out to a patrolling orc warrior. Let her use the Demon Antelope Short Spear to stab the skin of this corpse king, the effect is obvious, and it must be very strong to make the Demon Antelope Short Spear pierce into the leather. At this point, I remembered Caterina's swordbreaker, and if she was there, I would use it to test how tough the skin really was.

All the while, when Kig and Caterina were with me, I couldn't feel the good in them. But when they really left me, it made me extremely uncomfortable, I was used to the days when there were Kig and Katarina, and I started with combing my hair every morning, even if I was just a broken hair, but the careful Caterina would take care of it for me, and Sister Guoguo, a magician, was obviously a little careless in the corners.

"It's so tough, it's a lot tougher than the Antelope skin! There wasn't much of a stench yet, and the disgusting green juice had turned into corpse oil!" I said, leaning my head over and sniffing it. To be honest, from the leather of the corpse king. There is still some weirdness, but it is definitely bearable.

Kuzi was obviously very interested, and said curiously, "Can this leather be made into leather armor?"

The face of the orc warrior on the side was ugly. I asked her, "If this leather makes a very tough leather armor, would you like it?"

Without hesitation, she shook her head like a rattle. Then he looked at Kuzi's poorly made demon antelope skin light armor with some envy, and said, "We orc warriors all like the demon antelope skin light armor on the chieftain!"

"Huh. When the corpse plague of this Death Swamp is solved, I will take you to the depths of the wasteland, and when the time comes, you will hunt a demon antelope with your own hands, and I will go to Gurudin, find the best tanner, and sew the demon antelope skin light armor for you!" After hearing this, Kuz promised the orc female warrior very happily.

The female warrior had stars in her eyes and nodded fiercely in agreement: "Hmm!"

It can be seen that this is an orc warrior who is not used to telling lies, and many orcs have extremely straightforward personalities, this character is very likable, like is like, dislike is not like, hypocrisy is sometimes not as good as saying it directly.

I asked her, "What do you think of this skin being made into a shield?"

"Huh?" the orc warrior didn't understand why I was asking her how she felt, for all this time, no one cared about their feelings, and even they didn't care about their own feelings. So when I asked her how she felt, she didn't know how to answer, but hesitated and said, "I obey the orders of the lord!"

Ignoring the adoring orc warrior, Kuz leaned over to me and said, "You mean to make shields from these corpse kings' leathers?"

One of these thoughts popped into me, and I started to discuss: "Well, leather shields on ironwood planks! These female warriors have enough attack power after they have the Demon Antelope Horn Short Spear, and they are lethal enough for the swamp zombies, but for the Death Scythe that is good at sneak attacks, they are no different from pieces of paper, if each female warrior can be equipped with a small shield, maybe it will add a lot of defense." Mobility is also important to them, these warriors are very good at running, they are different from the wolf cavalry of the orc werewolves, they don't need to wear heavy armor, they don't need to have strong strength, they don't need enough physique to complete every charge, as throwers, they just need good mobility, but they also need to protect themselves. ”

Of these people, Kutz understood me the most, and he followed my train of thought and said, "So use a leather shield, which is light and defensive?"

I replied, "Yes!"

It was not easy to find a knife that could easily cut through the leather of the Corpse King, and in the end, Sister Guoguo found the swordsman Duolun Lie, and used his sword to cut the leather of the Corpse King, and then we found that the Corpse King leather was still wrapped in a complete set of crystal-like bones, and Duo Lunlie's sharp long sword cut through the skeleton, and there was only a shallow trace.

"Bone Shield!"

I thought of a miscellaneous article I had seen on the sheepskin scroll of Old Kuru, and legend had it that there was once a powerful legion in the orc tribe, and in the legion there was an army wearing bone armor, wearing a bone helmet, holding a bone spear and a bone shield, they were almost invincible in the orc world, and later when they were fighting with the demons of hell, they were trapped by the succubus legion of the hell race with dozens of evil eye kings and a Medusa queen near the black dragon's nest.

Now when I see this crystal white bone, I think of the white bone shield equipped by that army, it is said that only the hard sternum of the horror knight can make the strongest white bone shield, but it seems that the sternum of these swamp corpse kings is also very good, only need to use the sharpest saw to saw these sternums from the side, the front chest of the corpse king is a complete white bone shield, if you cover it with a layer of corpse king leather, it is both light and strong enough. (To be continued.) )