After a moment of squirming in shame, Dardanion finally said what he meant.

It turned out that it had also received some kind of half-hint and half-instruction from the old Minotaur and came to Moriarty for help to "process" the equipment.

"You're saying that after arriving at the 'Dark Neon', you're going to represent the 'Crucible Tribe' in the 'Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice - Totem Fighting Show'?" Looking at the young minotaur, Moriarty frowned slightly.

"Yes." Dardanion was very proud, and said, "One of the three city lords of the 'Dark Neon' is the great 'Labyrinth Keeper' Lord Cleveland, a fourteenth-level extreme powerhouse, one of the ancestral elders of our clan, and the supreme leader of the Minotaur clan in this region. ”

"I've heard from the Tartar Elders of the Greyback Tribe, isn't the Dark Neon Shadow ruled by a combination of the Eye Demon and the Dark Elves?" Hearing this, Moriarty suddenly asked.

"Humph! Those farmers who can only grow wheat clothes know something! Dardanion immediately disdained, "For nearly a hundred years, Lord Cleveland has been in retreat and does not care about mundane matters, which is why others have fought for some small power, making it seem as if the 'Dark Neon' is in charge of the other two races." Actually, my Minotaur is also deeply rooted and powerful in 'Dark Neon', and I am not inferior to the other guys. ”

"I see."

The life of the Extreme Dao can usually last for hundreds of years, several times or even ten times that of ordinary mortals. Therefore, the length of time between its birth and accession to the WTO is also uncertain. In the eyes of the world, the temporary withering glory is almost a big thing, but in the eyes of the extreme way, it is just a boring little trick, and it is not embellished at all. As long as the strength is there. Then the power of Qiē Ronghua is there. Just get it back when you want it.

"Actually, our 'Crucible Tribe' originally belonged to one of the Cleveland people. But more than 200 years ago, he was expelled from the 'Dark Neon' for a wrong thing. So far, it has not been able to return, and can only be returned occasionally with a few opportunities. Therefore, generations of torch prophets of the tribe have been trying to seek the great event of return. So that the tribe can be re-recognized by the Cleveland and re-incorporated into the name of the ancestral spirit. And in a few days it will be the 300th birthday of the 'Labyrinth Keeper', so..."

"Therefore, Lord Jolob should prepare a heavy salute to congratulate you, and at the same time, I hope that you can achieve good results in the martial arts performance of the ancestral spirit, so as to win the favor and forgiveness of Lord Cleveland." By the time Dardanion had finished, Moriarty had understood everything.

It turned out that the old Minotaur had a great plan, no wonder he was so willing to invest, and now he is even more "instigating" Dardanion to come here to "beg" some equipment, so as to make a splash in the martial arts arena and get the favor of the Minotaur Pole.

Hehe, Jolob really did everything he could to bring about the return of the tribe.

"Yes. That's it. ”

Even if he had completely opened his words, Dardanion also felt a lot more relaxed.

In fact, after a month, the young minotaur had gradually recognized the strength of the human mage. Whether it is a dry frame or alchemy, people are well-known masters. So in the bottom of his heart, Dardanion had recognized the status of the other party, and he didn't think about revenge anymore. It's just that because I can't wipe my face, I have been deliberately avoiding each other before. But now it involves the "Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice - Totem Fighting Performance", and it is also a major event about whether the tribe can return. D'Artagnan also had to come to ask for help.

"Tell me, what equipment do you want me to help you improve?"

Moriarty was also refreshed, and without discussing any price issues, he planned to really volunteer to help. After all, piles of good things are pulled out from the front and back of people's tribes. Moreover, he has also built a large number of metal components in Dardanion before, and the quality of the finished product is also extremely high, so it is also appropriate to have personal feelings now.

"Haha. You agreed!? Seeing that the other party unconditionally agreed to help, the young minotaur was also unexpectedly happy. Immediately bowed down and thanked him repeatedly.

"Alright, tell me what you need."

"I want to... I'd like to ask you to take a look at this armor for me. ”

Hehe, giggle. Dardanion pointed to the collar of super-thick copper armor he was wearing.

In fact, when he met the young Minotaur, Moriarty had already noticed the rather old-looking armor. There is no other reason, it is because on the breastplate of the cooked copper armor, a totemic pattern is engraved on a side that has been somewhat blurred. It was a pair of rugged and heroic crossed horns, accompanied by a rising flame.

What really attracted Moriarty was the alchemy-like structure implied under the totem, which he had never seen before.

Although it was only a rough feeling, Moriarty was sure that the totem circle was very different from the classic alchemy circle of the school of magic.

Completely different from the meticulous carving and perfect details of the traditional alchemy techniques of Bracada, the totem circle is more direct, rougher, and more simple and powerful. Although it seems simple and even simple, it has a different kind of primitive beauty, and the simplicity reveals a high and full spirit, which is not possessed by many magic props produced by Bracada. Moreover, in terms of design ideas and the layout of the circle, the totem circle is also a different way, but its principle of action and final effect are temporarily unknown.

"This armor has been handed down from the older generation of the tribe, and the Prophet has given it to me to use, along with the steel battle axe you just enchanted."

Seeing that Moriarty was looking intently at the cooked copper armor, Dardanion was a little proud.

Obviously, in order to ensure that the children of the tribe can achieve good results in the martial arts, Qiu Luobu has invested in blood again, and handed over two alchemy heavy weapons, one attack and one defense, to the young Minotaur.

"Is there anything special about this armor?" Moriarty nodded, looking at Dardanion.

"Yes! The Prophet said that this totem armor can stimulate the power of the ancestral spirit in my body, and greatly increase my combat power. ”

"Can you try it?" Moriarty also wanted to get a closer look at how the totem circle actually worked.

"Okay."

Dardanion was very happy, and led Moriarty directly to a vacant stone room, which was decorated with large pieces of copper and iron of different shapes. These large metal objects are covered with pits, scratches, cracks, and traces of various weapon attacks. It turned out that this was the "gym" of the Minotaurs.

"I'm going to start!"

After nodding his head at Moriarty, Dardanion let out a low roar, his eyes turned red, and a cloud of brown-red flames emerged from his body, just like the power of the totem he summoned in the first battle with the human mage.

But in the blink of an eye, the flame that contained the power of the Minotaur race fell low. But it was not extinguished, but merged into a trickle, all poured into the "Horn of Fire" totem of the cooked copper armor.

Immediately, the crossed horns and flames in the totem lit up.

Then, as if sensing something, a vigorous flame suddenly ignited on one of Dardanion's towering horns, and the two corners became red like red iron.

"Horn of Fire Charge!"

As if some kind of instinct hidden deep in the blood was suddenly awakened, the double-horned blazing Dardanion roared violently, and with his first mallet, with an unstoppable and terrifying high speed, he slammed towards a thick iron pillar more than ten meters away.

"Boom!"

A clash of gold and iron was heard, and the half-meter-thick pillar of cast iron was bent by Dardanion's fiery charge. At the same time, a circle of explosion-like fierce flames exploded in the middle of the iron pillar, shaking the pig iron pillar violently, almost breaking from it.

"It turns out that this is the totem array: it actually uses the racial power of a specific bloodline person as an energy source, and with the power of the ancestral spirit represented by the totem itself, it semi-automatically opens up some kind of fixed talent skill or spell-like ability."

Moriarty nodded secretly as he looked at the crumbling iron pillar target and the young minotaur on the other side who was excited and reverent.

Obviously, it is not easy to imitate the totem formation to create similar magic items. Because in essence, the totem circle is not an ordinary general-purpose item, but an exclusive race equipment that fits the characteristics of the minotaur. With the power of the Minotaur's bloodline and the induction of the spirit of the ancestors as the key, only the Minotaur can unleash the full power of the totem circle. And the people of other races can't activate the totem at all, they can only sigh with hope.

"This bronze armor is very good, it works seamlessly with the power of your totem, and it is even more of a 'armor' to do 'soldier things', which can be said to be unexpected, hidden killing machine."

Pondering the totem circle, Moriarty said pertinently to Dardanion, who was striding back.

Although according to the standards of alchemists, this totem bronze armor is far from being a good product, but it is quite suitable for the characteristics of minotaur warriors, and it is very practical.

"Hehe, this armor is great." The firepower was fully fired, and Dardanion was also very happy, with a smile on his face: "It's just too old, so I want you to renovate it again." ”

Speaking of which, the rough and honest young Minotaur is also a little cunning, and he never mentions any specific requirements, and only lets the human mage watch and help. I don't know if this strategy was devised by itself or by Professor Jolob.

"Okay, you leave the bronze armor with me and get it in three days." Moriarty also laughed amusedly, and waved his hand directly.

"Haha, thank you so much, Master!" Seeing that the other party nodded and agreed to help, Dardanion was immediately overjoyed, and thanked him again and again.

Three days later, the young minotaur was waiting in front of the stone chamber early, anxious, but he did not dare to come forward and listen to the door. Judging from the three enchantment works completed by the human mage before, it can be said that all of them are high-quality, so d'Artagnan is really looking forward to his new armor, and he can't help but be a little worried about the gains and losses.

I don't know how long I waited, but the young minotaur couldn't bear it anymore, so he finally took the initiative to go up and gently push open the stone door, and looked carefully indoors, but saw that the stone room was empty.

"What's going on?" Looking at the empty furnace room, d'Artagnan couldn't help but be stunned.

At that moment, another tribesman came outside the stone room, and when he saw d'Artagnan, he exclaimed, "The Prophet has summoned you to the Fighting Hall, and the human mage is waiting there." (To be continued......)