Hammerhead opened his mouth to scream, but it didn't work.

At this time, the hammer head of the yellow dog, who had changed his body, finally began to realize his changes.

"Alright, Hammerhead, you've got a new lease on life. ”

Eric patted the hammerhead's steel head lightly, "But now we have more important things to do, we have to go to that Coulson guy." ”

Eric's necromantic flame would disappear in less than an hour, and at this point, he would need Coulson's help.

Only the life force that Coulson has acquired through his natural forces can keep the hammerhead alive for a long time.

After saying that, Eric directly picked up the hammer head, the weight was not light, but Eric could still hold it.

After picking up the hammerhead, Eric casually draped it over the hammer's body one by one.

He didn't want anyone else to see the moving steel creature.

"Eric is gone again, I thought he would come back to iron......"

Seeing Eric walk out of the Armaments Manufacturing Agency, several old blacksmiths who were building tools began to mumble in a low voice.

"It seems that Eric has been assigned a new task by the Baron, and he should not be working on the forge again......"

An old blacksmith who seemed to know the inside story muttered.

When these words were spoken, the faces of several blacksmiths showed envy.

The Baron of White Bear Town, who is a big man who is valued by Count Lombal.

Among the lords on the southwest border, Baron Willy is undoubtedly a powerful nobleman, and as a lord of Baron Willy, every lord of White Bear Town has a kind of pride from the bottom of his heart.

This is not only related to Willy's prestige skills, but also to the thriving development of White Bear Town.

The stronger the territory, the stronger the sense of belonging to the territory and the sense of subordination to the lord.

"It's just a pity that Eric's forging technology ......"

Another old blacksmith said, with a sigh in his tone.

Not only the old blacksmith, but the rest of the people also had a look of pity.

They are all veterans of the Armaments Manufacturing Agency, they worked here during the Blue Whale Town era, and they are the treasures of the Armaments Manufacturing Agency, and almost any problems encountered in the forging process are solved by a few people.

"Get to work, old folks. ”

The old blacksmith who spoke first stood up and patted the rust on his clothes: "While we can still move, we can use our residual heat to cultivate more potential young blacksmiths for the Baron, even if they are not as good as Eric, they must be able to take charge on their own." ”

......

"Coulson. ”

Eric arrives at Coulson's farm.

Now Coulson's farm is not as shabby as it used to be, not only has the area of the farm been enlarged, but also a wooden attic has been built inside, and Coulson has moved to live in the attic.

In the current farm, in addition to the existence of chickens, ducks and geese and other poultry, there are more cattle and sheep, and the current Coulson can completely promote the growth of cattle and sheep.

To this end, he also spent a lot of research, through the configuration of chemicals and other means, to develop a rapid growth breeding method for non-extraordinary ability, in order to improve the efficiency of those ordinary farmers.

Through Coulson's unremitting efforts, the growth rate of cattle and sheep in the cattle farm under the name of Baron's manor has increased by 20%.

"The host is waiting for you upstairs. ”

As soon as Eric, who was holding the hammer, walked into the farm, he saw a young woman wearing an apron walking up.

Her face was bloodless and pale, and the pupils in her eyes were dark green.

It's Coulson's talker, Sonia.

Since Sen Ya became Coulson's speaker and came to the farm, the aunts who originally cleaned the farm were all dismissed by Coulson.

In Coulson's opinion, the work efficiency of the four of them is not as good as that of Senya alone.

"I see. ”

Eric nodded, responded to Sonia, and went into the attic.

He had long been accustomed to the presence of this talker.

Sen Ya looked at Eric's back, revealing a strange look, just now from Eric's arms, she seemed to sense another breath of life, but that breath was very strange.

"That Baron Willy's subordinates, it seems that there are few normal people, even the master Coulson......"

Sen Ya shook her head, muttered a low word, and continued to clean the chicken shed.

Although she is Coulson's speaker, she still has her own independent thinking, but she will unconditionally practice all of Coulson's will.

"Eric, welcome to my farm. ”

It was noon, and Coulson had a napkin around his neck, a knife and fork in his hand, and a half-eaten roast chicken in front of him.

In the face of Eric, a friend who came out of Fandoutun, Coulson showed a spirit of hospitality: "I asked Sen Ya to roast another chicken, no, roast a goose, let's enjoy it together." ”

"Nope. ”

Eric shook his head, "I'm looking for you for something else. ”

"Huh?"

At this time, Coulson's eyebrows suddenly raised, and there seemed to be strange life fluctuations under the clothes in Eric's arms.

He was extremely sensitive to the life force, and immediately noticed something unusual.

"What's in your arms?"

Coulson suddenly stood up from his seat with a surprised look on his face: "It's like your necromantic power fluctuating......"

Seeing this, Eric took his clothes away and placed the hammer in his arms on the floor.

I saw a steel dog standing up from the floor, moving slowly with the sound of gears rubbing.

"This is?!"

Coulson's mouth grew up, and from the body of this steel dog, he felt a familiar breath: "Why did I sense the breath of your yellow dog called Hammerhead from its body?!"

"Wait......"

Coulson seemed to realize something, if he remembered correctly, the yellow dog at that time seemed to have aged to the limit.

"You took its soul and attached it to the steel model!"

Coulson's tone came up directly, and he looked at Eric with excitement in his eyes.

"Eric, you're a genius!"

Coulson's greasy palm slapped directly on Eric's shoulder: "How did you do that?"

"Leave it to mind how I did it, I need your life force to fill the necromantic fire I lit for the hammerhead. ”

Eric unceremoniously slapped Coulson's palm open, and then said to him.

Hearing this, Coulson hurriedly nodded: "Okay!"

Coulson finally understood why this guy Eric came to him a few days ago to verify the power of life and necromancy, it turned out that this kid had been brewing this plan.

"Extract!"

Coulson crossed his knees and directly dragged the steel dog hammer head over, and then grabbed the void, and a faint glow of bright green light gathered into Coulson's hand.

At the same time, the two giant trees outside Coulson's attic instantly turned yellow, first the green leaves turned yellow, and although the branches and leaves were dry, the trunks began to dry up at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Although it looks unreliable, it is very strong......

Eric stared at Colson, a hint of envy in his heart.

His fists clenched, and Eric hoped that he would work hard to cultivate and reach the level of Coulson as soon as possible, and become the help of Lord Baron.

"The life force of a large tree should be able to keep its necromantic fire unquenched for a month......"

Coulson muttered, then poured a brilliant green glow directly into the necromantic fire in the Iron Dog's belly.

Coulson could clearly perceive that this iron dog consumed very little necromantic fire.

The energy of the aphasia is the force of nature, but it is closely related to the force of life, but Rao is so, with the current state of Coulson, he cannot extract the power of life with the power of nature out of thin air, and can only extract other life forces for transformation.

Scold!

The flames in the Iron Dog's belly suddenly flickered and became more lush.

The next moment, Iron Dog's body froze suddenly, and then fled directly from Coulson's side.

Its movements are more flexible than before.

"Thanks, Coulson. ”

Seeing the change in the hammerhead, Eric thanked him.

"Nothing ......"

Coulson waved his hand, not minding, but leaned over to Eric's side: "Eric, how did you do it this time to withdraw your soul and ignite the soul fire?"

"It just came naturally. ”

Eric replied calmly: "Theoretically, as long as there is a trace of necromantic power, it can do this, and its consumption of necromantic power is not large, but there are some technical things in it, but I have figured it out." The benefit of necromancy is here, its release is not like other mages, which require a level to be reached. Necromancy is just a kind of realization of knowledge. ”

"Terrible ......"

Coulson smacked his lips.

is worthy of being a friend of Lord Coulson, and none of his friends are weak.

"Wait......"

Coulson exclaimed, and then asked, "Eric, can the two of us join forces to make this steel creature in batches?"

An idea popped into Kirson's mind.

"If you have enough resources, you can. ”

Eric's eyes moved, as if he had guessed Coulson's thoughts.

The two looked at each other and explained that there was clarity in each other's eyes.

"That is to say......"

Unconsciously, Coulson's palm rested on Eric's shoulder again: "In theory, if there is plenty of steel and undead...... We were able to make a ...... Iron Legion?!"

There was a gleam in Coulson's eyes.

"Yes, Coulson. ”

Eric opened Coulson's palm again.

Coulson didn't care, and when he heard this, he burst out laughing.

"That's what you said at the time, your surprise to the Baron?"

Kirson remembers the last time Eric found him, mentioning this.

"No, it's not my surprise to Lord Baron, it's the two of us, a surprise to Lord Baron. ”

Eric lowered his voice.

At this moment, the two attribute opposites of White Bear Town, the Transcendent, reached a secret agreement.