Boris Bey, the new patriarch of the bear people, came to the Iron Collar to show his gratitude, and then gave away the heirloom treasure of the clan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it is in the human world, just with this pair of priceless Master crystals, you can almost exchange for half of the materials, but if these materials are pulled to the territory of the orc empire bear people, the price will be at least tripled, after all, the consumption on the long trade route is too great.

The next day, when Boris made his request, or pleading, to the little dwarf, who had played a game all night and was in a beautiful mood, Modo agreed without much hesitation.

This request includes: 2,000 sets of weapons and armor on credit, 500,000 catties of grain on credit, 10,000 catties of salt, 200 barrels of Red Star Wodega on credit, and herbs for the special products of the Iron and Steel Collar......

In addition to the manpower, almost all the things that are available in the Iron Collar supermarket appear in the bearman patriarch's credit request.

What Modo didn't know was that more than two-thirds of the requested things were added by Count Boris and his entourage who visited the supermarket in the territory last night, and after seeing their eyes, they unanimously agreed to add it overnight.

It's just that the bears are asking for too much, and the payment time has been delayed until a year later, and they have not been able to pay the arrears in one lump sum, and when it comes to whether they can use the labor force of the bears to pay off part of the arrears, Boris Bey can't help but be a little embarrassed with the thick bear skin of the bears.

This is really no way, who calls the dazzling array of goods in the supermarket is too tempting, not to mention those entourage, even Boris Bey, who is currently considered a middle nobleman of the Orc Empire, still wants this one, and that one also wants.

In the end, when the little dwarf Duke Modo agreed to this, which made Boris Bey feel a little too demanding, the bear patriarch actually had the urge to bow his head, and he remembered a rumor that had recently circulated in the Orc Empire: "The little dwarf Duke Modo is really righteous and ......."

The good days of the little dwarf Modo went on day by day, with warriors in his hands, money and food in his hands, brothers under him, women in the family, and a group.

If it weren't for the pale pretty face of the long-legged chick Naya that flashed in his mind from time to time, and the big wound on his face that he had been deliberately controlling to prevent it from completely healing, Modo's life would have been happier than that of His Majesty the Emperor.

Mo Duo comforted himself, every extra day, the steel base and the brood made a little more weapons and equipment, and the money and food in his hand also accumulated a little more, which means that his strength is a little bigger, and one day he can launch an attack on the behemoth of the Temple of Light.

Almost a month after such a rare and leisurely day, the envoy of the Roland Empire came to inform that in half a month, the 10,000 elite troops of the Roland Empire would arrive at the Iron Domain, and then turn to the highland forest, and would participate in the defense of the rift in time and space in the future.

Modo's days are busy again, the steel realm has countless manufacturing techniques that need to be kept secret, although there were many secret agents who tried to find out these secret technologies before, now they are all hanging outside the steel base, and they have been dried for a long time.

However, the 10,000 elite troops of the Roland Empire, plus those heavy troops in charge of logistics, were about to pour over nearly 20,000 at once, and Modo had to do all the precautions in advance.

Besides, the elite soldiers of the Roland Empire are always richer than the orcs, and Modo plans to use the various specialties and intimate services of the territory to squeeze the last gold coin out of their pockets.

After a few busy days, he finally arranged those complicated things to have a rough idea, and then Modo, who was busy with his butt smoking, rode the fat dragon Xiao Hei towards the space-time crack in the highland forest, and there were also a lot of things waiting for him to make arrangements.

The fat dragon lowered its height, and the treetops of the tall trees flew quickly, the reason for this is because after the fat dragon ate too many delicious foods, the taste became more and more bitten, and the captive Rosa beast meat was no longer quite to its appetite, and now it was flying while still looking for a bigger monster, so that the picky fat dragon could make a tooth sacrifice.

Modo sat on the saddle on the fat dragon's back and took a nap, last night in order to appease the high priest of Medusa, who had been neglected for a few days, the game took too long, and the physical strength was still keeping up, but it was too exhausting.

Anyway, this route Fat Dragon Xiao Hei has flown many times, and it can fly to its destination with its eyes closed, plus there are no demonic beasts in the highland forest that can threaten the Fat Dragon, so Mo Duo is completely relaxed as if he is in his own backyard, but at this time, a mutation happened.

Suddenly, a mysterious and mysterious feeling made Mo Duo feel extremely frightened, as if death was about to loom over their heads, and there was no time to investigate how this sudden feeling came about, Mo Duo screamed: "Xiao Hei quickly dodge, use the fastest movement ......"

Mo Duo and the fat dragon Xiao Hei's previous incomparable tacit understanding saved their lives, Mo Duo grabbed the saddle at the same time, the fat dragon Xiao Hei in the air is a long series of violent horizontal rolling, and then a huge holy light bullet, grazing the fat dragon's body shot into the air, and then exploded violently.

Even if it was nearly a mile away, the fat dragon was still swayed from side to side by the violent impact of the light element, and he almost couldn't even maintain the balance of flight, such a great power, the earthen explosives produced by the steel collar had to detonate at least a few hundred catties at the same time to have this power.

Mo Duo, who was lying on the back of the little black dragon with his butt pouting, looked in the direction where the holy light was ejected, and a figure quickly rose into the sky from the forest full of lush trees out of thin air, and walked over like lightning in the air.

Yes, this figure is simply running in the air, and with a tap of his toes in the air, he can jump out of the air unscientifically, and with little effort, he appeared a hundred meters in front of Modo, and stopped there in the air.

At such a close distance, Mo Duo could also see the appearance of this powerful suffocating sneak attacker, his old skin was like a cracked old bark, and his long hair had not been washed for I don't know how many years, all tangled together.

He was dressed in a shabby temple of light monk's robe, and the most striking thing was the pair of bare feet, as well as the mud-covered hands and wrists, which were locked with heavy shackles.

The special one who was handcuffed and ran so fast, and the special one who could fly, and then remembered the holy light bullet that almost scared him out of the power just now, the little dwarf Modo knew that the current situation of the special one was not good.

He forcibly squeezed out an innocent and harmless smile, and said tremblingly: "This master, you should recognize the wrong person, right?"