"I, Nicholas Tesla, are loyal to Ms. Blaney and am her follower from now on. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The lightning mage raised his arm and said solemnly.

"Blenny Larson, to say the full name, in the presence of the god of law, to say the full name. Blaney trembled with excitement. Having a follower of the Dharma Master last night is really a very exciting thing, although this Dharma Master looks very lame now, but it doesn't matter, the Dharma God also started from a small fireball.

"I, Nicholas Tesla, am loyal to Ms. Brieney Larson, and from now on I am her follower. The lightning mage raised his arm and repeated it solemnly.

"Deal. Blaney raised his palms and the two high-fived in the air as a symbol of the oath. Just as the snap sounded, there was a throbbing in the depths of the souls of the two of them, and it was obvious that this oath in the name of the Dharma God had attracted the attention of some unspeakable god.

The oath-fulfilled archer turned excitedly and left the alley, leaving behind a bewildered lightning mage. "Since you're already one of my followers, put the staff with me, and remember to wait for me tomorrow before dawn on the stone bridge outside the town, we're going out on an adventure. The lightning mage's staff was still pinned to the archer's slender waist, and it seemed that she had no intention of taking it off.

Lightning mage Nicholas Tesla fell into a deep sense of remorse, and he couldn't help but think of a well-known proverb by Sertiana: Impulse is the devil, and impulse in the face of a beautiful woman is definitely a great devil.

When Morgridle returned from the soothsayer's hut, he set about preparing everything he needed for his expedition: flintstones, knives, a small kettle for boiling water, and so on. It didn't take long to prepare these things, but Morwritte kept busy until late at night, and when he had done everything, he climbed into bed, but he couldn't sleep, and in a daze he heard the sound of chickens crowing and the clanging of the kitchen. Then he got up. It was almost dawn, so he stuffed a few hot buckwheat breads into his backpack and went out.

In the early morning, Baishi Town was pitch black, and the white stone pavement could be faintly discerned by the starlight of the early morning. All the buildings in White Rock are made of white stone, and of course, the pavement is also white stone. The only exit from White Rock is to the east of the town, where there is a shallow stream with a white stone bridge over top of the stream.

"I rushed to the outside of White Rock before dawn, and it was not yet dawn. Morgaret muttered to himself, clenching the hammer in his hand, as the grey dwarf of the Western Ghats, Morgridrite's weapon was a short-handled, double-edged axe in addition to the hammer. However, after hesitating for a moment, Morgaret chose the hammer in his hand.

The Storm Hammer in the dueling arena is a skill that only elite-level gray dwarves can master, and Morwritte is now only a gray dwarf of the black iron level, a whole level away from the elite gray dwarf of the silver level, but he released that skill in the dueling arena. He couldn't figure out what the reason was even if he broke his head.

"Mountain God bless, Black Iron Storm Hammer. Mowglitte muttered to herself as she walked up the small stone bridge outside White Rock.

With a bang, Mowglitte felt like she had hit something. A sizzling sound sounded, and a fist-sized lightning bolt suddenly appeared in the pre-dawn night sky, and the lightning arced through the air and landed on Morgride's nose.

"Ho-ho-ho。。。。。。 Mowglitte trembled like chaff, and the bits and pieces of his body fell to the ground, and the hammer in his hand fell to the bridge, rolled over, and fell into the brook below.

"Nicholas, stop, stop quickly, you can't attack others casually in White Rock Town. Blaney lit the torch and saw Mowglitte, his beard and his face black.

"Good morning, Morgridet. Blaney forced a smile from his heart.

"Good morning, Miss Blaney. A bad feeling rose in Mowglitte's heart.

"We're going on an adventure, are you interested?" said Blaney.

"Of course, I'm just looking for an expedition team to join, and I'm so lucky to have met you. Morgridet let out a puff of black smoke.

"Can you take me with you?" the drenched green goblin gasped out of the dark corner, his hammer still dripping from the stream, apparently the same one Mowglitte had fallen into the stream below the bridge.

"Of course not. Blaney looked at the embarrassed goblin in front of him, after losing the black iron golem in yesterday's duel, he didn't know how the poor goblin came over, for a weak goblin, losing his black iron golem meant that he had lost the weapon he relied on to fight, and the goblin's force was too weak. Ten goblins like Miki can't beat a human bronze samurai.

Of course, you can also choose to become a follower of someone. "The lightning mage himself had been in the pit to find a companion, and his eyes were fixed on some black-faced gray dwarf, as if he had forgotten that he was to blame.

"No, I don't need followers. How could a brave and great goblin clan become someone else's follower!" Morgaret thought of what a sensation it would be if he returned to the Western Ghats with a green goblin in the future. It's good to think about something like this. It's better not to take action.

"Can you give her back to me?" the green-skinned goblin said this, using the female character she, and in his subconscious, he already regarded the black iron puppet as a female partner.

Mowglitte shook his head firmly, and he began to clean up the small pieces that had just fallen on the ground, including flint and steel, and small iron pots.

"I can make a fire, I can make a fire anywhere. Like this!" Mr. Greenskin Goblin pulled out a small object from his pocket, much smaller than the palm of his hand. There was a black disc on the side, apparently an alchemy glin. I saw the goblin's green slender fingers lightly slashing across the small black disc, and the disc made a rustling sound, and boom, a long red flame came out of the small thing.

"See, I can make a fire, anywhere, and it's convenient. Miki knew that the decision on this matter rested with the beautiful Lady Blaney, so he looked at her pitifully with wide eyes.