- But it's a demonic way. I only hope there isn't any hard evidence www.biquge.info the lich says Pen Fun Pavilion - we're shallow right now, and if Mitkot insists on making a claim, we'll have to send Ferrek Hill out.

- Probably not, said the soul of the other world, I don't think so, and even if there were, Mitkot might not have laid the blame on us - it wasn't us who he had to deal with in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have to hand over the dragon's teeth at all, and he would have tried to be a good brother.

- Do you know that he tenderly made me pregnant?' said the lich.

The soul of the other world laughed loudly, but only inside the sea of knowledge, outside, people could only see him smiling, and the dwarf crumbled and thought that he had seen the fruitful "exoskeleton", and seriously, the dwarf sincerely thought that this term was very Grenada-style, and it sounded terrifying. But in terms of shape and color, it didn't look terrible - it looked more like an extravagant ornament, the dwarves were practical, but the gnomes were more interested in beauty and refinement than practicality, so they quarreled several times, and the result was this one, which looked like solidified ripples attached to the Mithril thread on the body and limbs of the female winged beast - Or it should not be said to be threads, because they are an inch at the narrowest and half a foot at the widest, especially the most important part of the back, which looks like a pocket shield, from which all the threads extend, like the tentacles of an octopus, the "tentacles" from wide to narrow, encircling the body and arms, and the legs, up to the wrists and knees, and the "shield" Inside, a rune the size of a blooming rose, created by the dwarves, gnomes, and Cremar, is inlaid with alexandrite and emerald, which provide the power needed for the exoskeleton.

In another plane, the exoskeleton armor looks more like the carapace of an insect, very heavy, but in addition to allowing some unfortunate disabled people to walk again, run and take items, it can also make an ordinary person become an incomparably strong superman, in the broken memories of the soul of the other world, those exoskeleton armor can allow a person to lift two hundred pounds of things five hundred times in a row, maybe more, as long as the energy is not exhausted, but in this world of high magic, the exoskeleton armor they created can exert more power and more- The winged beasts no longer have to suffer from the heavy and dragging wings, the exoskeleton armor can lift and wave them in their place, and in the rune disk, connected to a barbed wire, this barbed wire was done by the soul of the other world under the guidance of a lich who knows the structure of the human body, although the lich also borrowed some knowledge from another plane- In this plane, the necromancy mages know the human body best, but they are not as deep and detailed as their counterparts in the other plane (perhaps because they are both pragmatists) - this barbed wire, or wire, pierces the human brain so that the armor can receive instructions from the brain without the need for the user to give commands with his mouth or hands. This makes their presence more hidden.

Except for the Collapse, Cremar believed that the dwarf would not betray him, but the three gnomes, so to speak, were watched and locked up, and they had nothing to complain about, and they could at least eat delicious and hearty food, sleep on soft and bouncy beds, and occasionally drink a little honey when they were not working, and that was enough, and after seeing the whip and the soldering iron, these gnomes wisely put their position to the minimum, and now a slight improvement was enough to make them feel satisfied.

"Only one," said the dwarf, "and after that, it will be faster." ”

The soul of the other world nodded to him, he knew the meaning of collapse, the first pair, no drawings, no references, only a concept and sketches, they would definitely be slow to build and assemble, but if this test can be successful, then the next thing is just to make it according to the sample, it will be much faster.

The winged beast, the first female human to agree to work for the black-haired dragonborn, first flapped her wings carefully, she waited for the intense pain to come, but there was none. Then she turned her head to stroke the wings, because she couldn't feel their weight, and thought they were suddenly gone, almost losing their balance as she walked, she stroked the exoskeleton armor, the pliable Mithril slid over her palm, she contracted her muscles slightly, this time she felt it, she glanced at her master, Cremar nodded to her, and the female beast took a deep breath - If she didn't know how to fly, it was impossible, when the pair of wings could only bring pain, she was forced to learn how to fly, she closed her eyes slightly, remembering the feeling at that time, not pain, but the novelty and excitement of that moment, her wings struck the air violently, but in the blink of an eye, she rushed into the sky.

She didn't remember how long she had been flying, only that the air around her had become cold and sharp, and when she opened her eyes and looked down, the first thing she saw was the lonely mansion, which was as small as a toy, and she suddenly felt a panic and fell without thinking - it was the right choice, because soon two warlocks rose to the sky and looked at the surroundings - Then Cremar's handmaidens hurried to explain to them, that Cremar had been warned, but since he had been recognized by Greday and the love of the new king, the matter was no longer pursued, but the female winged beast had been whipped so that she could remember the lesson of the day.

"She should be thankful that we are in a very remote location and, in terms of height, the lowest, or very low. The handmaiden held the whip and said to her companions that of course they knew that their master was very unfavored as a child, as was evident from the palace given to him - for the red dragon liked the relationship of high places, and the Grenadas also respected high places, but today this humiliating shortcoming saved a life, and although in the opinion of the maid, it was better for the human slave to be killed immediately, but Cremar did not allow it, and they guessed that it might be because Cremar still needed the test subject.

As they had thought, the black-haired Dragonborn only did a cursory examination of the wound to make sure that it would not affect the bones, so he sent the human female ** subordinate away with interest- The spirit of the other world would love to cast a healing spell or give her a potion, but he knew that he couldn't be too gentle and merciful, or all his attendants would immediately turn to his enemies, because in Grenada, good people are always the fastest to die, and these mercenary creatures will not obey and be loyal to a certain dead man.

"You go and do some more testing, Collapse. The Otherworldly Soul said, and Crash stared at him, and then the Otherworldly Soul winked at him, and Crash immediately understood that as an extraordinarily useful dwarven slave, he had no shortage of healing potions around him, and he could give a little to the poor girl, even though she was ugly - in terms of dwarven aesthetics.

The female winged beast followed Crash into the basement, the sunlight wouldn't shine here, but the darkness here was enough to reassure her, they were moving away from the evil ones - Crash went to her room first to find a healing potion and gave her a drink, she felt an itch on her back, and knew that the wound was healing: "When are we going to continue testing?"

"Testing?" Crash said, "No, you need to rest, we can test again tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow is another day," said the female beastman, "and that means that your blacksmithing will be delayed for another day, and my companions will have to endure another day of pain, and you don't know when things will get worse," she looked at the dwarf, "I know you are sympathizing with me, having mercy on me, but Collapse, think about it, if it's just that day, it's just that day, my companions don't have time to put on their armor, they can't fly, they can't run, if someone wants to kill them, they can only shout and endure." ”

Collapse pursed his lips, "Okay," he said after a while, "Let's go to the test." ”

There are tests that cannot be seen by others, not even by the gnomes, and the previous flight is just another way of hiding the eyes and ears - what they have to do now is what matters.

Collapse took the female beast to a large round ground room, although this room was underground, it was very tall, and before Cremar left Grenada, it was used to summon demons and devils, demons and devils are generally tall, so this room was enough for the female beast to fly, just be careful not to fly too high, she hit the zenith a few times, because with the help of exoskeleton armor, the pair of wings were as light and agile as butterflies and dragonflies, but soon she became familiar with them, after all, they were part of her- She could fly through the air, move quickly and levitate, and then the dwarf gave her a crossbow and picked up her own round shield and spear.

"Come on!" he shouted.

The female bestiar used to be a mercenary, and until she was captured by the Grenada, she was not evil, and of course, she could not be said to be good. She was like any mortal, good and bad, and perhaps more of a bad one, because an ordinary mercenary could not be as upright as a knight or a white robe of Tyre, and she had to raise her little sister. So at first, she behaved very cunningly, and although she had taken advantage of her position, she would go around behind the dwarves and shoot crossbow arrows when she could, and those crossbow arrows had been stripped of the arrows, but even so, none of the crossbow arrows could hit the dwarves, "You need to be faster!" shouted the dwarf.

His temporary foe booed in agreement, she had deliberately forgotten about her armor and wings, like a real bird, she flew freely in the limited space, changing her postures, the dwarf's eyes could only catch the afterimage she left behind, and after roaring and jumping, there were finally two more annoying white dots on the dwarf's back, "You're over!" shouted the dwarf, but the moment the female beast folded her wings, his spear barely hit her forehead.

"Never give up your strengths. The dwarf said.

"You're right," the female bestiar gasped in reply, and then there was a cold spike on the dwarf's neck, and the spike extended from the end of the wings Ali, it turned out that their exoskeleton armor covered their bodies and limbs as far as people could see, and there were also those rich feathers hidden in the feathers, which lay in ambush in the feathers like featherless stems, but at the slightest thought of the female beasts, they would stab the most dangerous blow.

"It's still my work. The dwarf was unconvinced, "Do you think I don't know?" he pushed the spike away, but his smile told the female bestials that he was very happy at the moment.

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"What are you going to do with those cats?" Ferrek Hill asked, perhaps having seen that the exoskeleton was not limited to that, but she didn't say anything.

"I'll have to think about that. The Otherworldly Soul said that in fact he did have an idea - a way that was arguably the quickest way to return it to them now that their weapon had been removed, as long as they made a decision.

Ferek Hill wanted to say something about when the maid informed His Highness Mittkot of his visit.

The eldest brother's expression was a little unpleasant, and he didn't even bother to kiss his younger brother well: "Cremar," he asked, "do you have a mount, and it's a human-faced sphinx?"

"Oh, yes," said the Otherworldly Spirit, "of course, a new mount, what, I told it about the Dragon's Tooth camp, did something wrong with it?"

"Maybe we can go to the camp and talk about it. Mitkot said that he would love to let it go wrong, but since it was Cremar's mount......

"You know that the Sphinx is on the opposite side of us, right?" said Mitkot as he was about to reach his destination, "they are a bunch of hypocritical and naïve fools—unlike the Hippogriff, and I fear that my brother, it may not be a loyal companion." ”

"I just need a mount," the Otherworldly Soul said with an unchanging face, "and the one I chose is different, you see, it's black, and black is an evil color." ”

"And," the otherworldly soul continued, "I think his heart and appearance are still very consistent...... He's still a little evil, don't you think?"

They had seen the black male-faced sphinx, as well as Mitcot's mount, Griffin.

Griffin was seated under the male Sphinx, his limbs outstretched, his head held down by one claw, while the other front paw was plucking his feathers, where the griffinx's neck and shoulders joined, the shoulder chest part was mane, and above the shoulders were large, ornate feathers, and the male sphinx plucked and muttered, "She loves me...... She doesn't love me...... She loves me...... She doesn't love me...... Oooh, that's too bad," he said, glancing at the last feather in his paw, "It's not a good number, Griffin." He said, and then started pulling from the second lap.

And Griffin's eyes were about to pop out.

"Who is she?" asked the otherworldly soul curiously.

"Who?" said the male-faced sphinx, "well, I don't know. ”

"You see," the otherworldly spirit said to Mitkot, "I said he was still a little evil. (To be continued.) )