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Magical weapons have always been in the elite realm in Li Zhenshu's impression, and he would never have imagined that a delicate level magic weapon would be born in a few minutes.

The silver dwarf in front of him is definitely a master level, and he is even higher than the golden stone in the forging of magic weapons.

Not in the same realm, to be exact, the Golden Stone is more adept at processing with the help of magical machinery, while the Silver Dwarf is completely pure manual magician.

What the hell is this place?

What is the force that can keep a silver dwarf master in captivity?

Count Hein's slaughterhouse?

He can't!

Lao Li seemed very sure that this earl, who straddled high-end nobles and ordinary nobles, would not interfere here.

The tall young man walked in about five minutes later, weighed the palm of Mithril and disappeared from the other wall.

Li Zhen trembled and wanted to follow, but the silver dwarf grabbed his tail, "Where to go, little guy, although it looks a little ugly, but this place is not a random trespass, stay and be my companion." ”

The dwarf didn't care about the mud on Lao Li's body and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Lao Li never thought that one day he would be hugged by a man, the key is the rhythm of the dwarf's heartbeat, which attracts his taste buds.

Whimpering, opening his big mouth and rushing directly to his heart, the silver dwarf pulled his hand casually, and his slender fingers grabbed Lao Li's ear, and lifted it up.

Woof!

He didn't care about reacting and screamed, startling the dwarf, and took advantage of the short gap to rush directly towards the iron wall.

In an instant, Lao Li was stunned, there were countless hooks on the top of the iron room in front of him, each hook hung with different palms, bloody as if they had just been cut, some had been dried, some had a little stone mark, and some were completely petrified.

There are at least 100 of them at a glance.

The taste is unique and fresh, a palm in the corner, dripping with blood.

The smell of the silver dwarf, turning his head to see that this dwarf was indeed behind him, he took a small leap and rushed directly towards the iron wall in front of him.

Lao Li's figure disappeared and reappeared in a bright iron house illuminated by the sunstone, with an iron bed in the center of the room, and a young man lying on the bed.

The difference is that his palms are gone, his bare wrists are dripping blood, his face is pale, his chest is slightly undulating, and he should not live for more than an hour.

"What are you doing here?", the silver dwarf was very frightened, grabbed Lao Li, and pulled him towards the iron wall next to him.

It's not that I went back to the iron room of the forge, on the contrary, the iron room in front of me is very large, and there are small cages in which all kinds of humans are kept in captivity.

These humans have the same symptoms, and they all have petrification symptoms in their bodies.

Trial.

Suddenly, a word appeared in Lao Li's mind, which was to use pure humans for experiments.

"What is this?", Lao Li took off the yellow-haired dog skin and asked reprimanded.

The silver dwarf was startled, and Lao Li grabbed the collar straight, "Tell me what this is." ”

"White Mouse!"

"What white rat?"

"It is used to study the palms of the hands, and as long as they are petrified to the wrists, they are to be cut off and studied the mysteries of petrification, and those people call them white rats. ”

Those people?

Those in white coats?

Lao Li took a closer look, and sure enough, most of these prisoners were petrified on their palms, "How can you guarantee that they are petrified by palms." ”

"There's no guarantee, only petrified palms will appear here, as for the rest, I don't know. The silver dwarf said timidly, his eyes staring straight at the yellow-haired dog skin on Lao Li's hand, "You're very interested in these?"

"Hmm!"

"Come with me, I can take you to the library, they have some results. The silver dwarf seemed to trust Lao Li very much, and a rancid smell came through the iron wall, Lao Li was familiar with it, this was the smell of dead corpses.

A two-wheeled iron cart in the room was full of corpses, and there was no doubt that their palms were missing, as if they had been cut in two by an axe.

"It's worthless. ", the silver dwarf explained.

Many of these corpses were in refugee costumes, mostly human, and occasionally a few orcs could be seen.

Li Zhenshu's expression was cold, there was such a cage under the slum slaughterhouse.

"Go to the pile of dead and hide your hands!", the silver dwarf was frightened, and hurriedly urged, as if he sensed that someone was coming.

Lao Li hurriedly climbed on the beast cart, covered a corpse over his body, and put his palm in the corpse's trouser pocket.

It was the tall human, who had stripped away the rain cannon, revealing the golden armor underneath.

This was the first time Lao Li had seen this kind of warrior.

"Arablin, why are you here!", the tall man was followed by two tall, thin young men in white coats, one of whom rebuked.

The silver dwarf hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, I'm just going to check the Mithril palm I just forged. ”

"Something wrong with Mithril's palm?"

"No, no!", replied the Silver Dwarf crisply, "I wanted to see if I could make his magic flow a little more abundant, and I thought of a new magic circuit." ”

The three of them muttered a few words, didn't even look at the pile of corpses on the side, and disappeared through the iron wall.

It wasn't until two minutes later that Arabic Lin turned over Li Zhenshu's body, "Hurry up!"

"Who are those?"

"Devil!", Arabic Lin said angrily, and after passing through the iron wall three times in a row, he came to a study room, where all kinds of magic books were displayed on the shelves, many of which were classical books handed down from the Third Dynasty.

"These may be useful to you!", Arabic Lin handed the manuscript on the table to Li Zhenshu, "I don't understand. ”

Li Zhenshu put the yellow-haired dog skin on the table, and there were several palm atlases in the manuscript, meridians, blood veins, hand tendons, skin, nails, and flesh.

Lao Li knows a lot about corpses, but he has never been so detailed, one page is a kind of palm skin test, just flesh skin and stone rejection test there are more than 300, which is inserted into the palm catalogue in detail.

These people are definitely masters of corpses, Lao Li sat on the chair, combined with his experience in corpses for so many years, and compared them with these data one by one.

"It's still useful to you. Arabic Lin asked tentatively.

"Hmm!", Lao Li didn't look up at all.

Arabic Lin grabbed the yellow-haired dog skin on the table and quickly rushed towards the iron wall.

"What are you doing?", Li Zhen trembled and wanted to catch it, but it was too sudden, the dwarf rushed too fast, and secretly screamed badly, without the cover of the yellow-haired dogskin, how could he hide his identity.

This cunning silver dwarf!

The desolate iron wall around him, but he didn't dare to step into it casually, and he didn't dare to imagine what would be behind him.

His eyes casually glanced at the white coats on the side, and it seemed that those tall young men were wearing this kind of clothes.

Draped over his body and looking at another manuscript, it was a magic test, which tested the resistance of the stone palm through hundreds of magic methods such as electric shock, fire shackles, magnetism, freezing, and electric arc shots.

The only thing Lao Li lacked in the corpse field was the knowledge of magic, staring at these data, and suddenly became obsessed with it.

Magnetism increases skin toughness through arcing, and fire and ice revive bones.

The other album is a metal palm, Lao Li has seen the Mithril palm, the difference is that there are also copper palms, pure gold palms, black iron palms, charcoal glue palms, jade palms, pearl palms.

In the classification of Mithril palms alone, there are fifty-three, and there are as many as seven hundred and fifty-two demonic metals.

These are undoubtedly the work of the Silver Dwarves, with detailed distribution of tendons and bones in the atlas, marking the magic wires and rune affinities of each demonic metal.

Lao Li was silently calm, there were a total of seventeen manuscripts on the table, and these were only used to study one palm.

This place is simply a paradise for corpse research, if it weren't for the dead corpses outside, he would have wanted to learn from those researchers.

He can kill, but not the innocent.

Rubbing the brass key on his chest, one by one the stone creatures came out, and all the huge bookshelves were emptied.

Combined with the Shihe water in the space, it can definitely take petrochemical research to a higher level.

"Are you new here?", suddenly a voice came from behind, it was a tall young man in a white robe, very young, dazed as if he hadn't woken up.

Lao Li froze straight in place, turned around and smiled brightly.

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