Just as the battle continued between Deathkeep and Sunset City, Terry El stood alone next to Bilton's corpse, staring coldly at Yiqi on the battlefield.

A gust of wind blew gently, and Terry El's long flowing hair was blown a little scattered, and he gently wiped the blood on the Eternal Sword with his hand, and Terry El felt a sense of loss in his heart at this moment.

Looking down at his hands, which were already stained with the blood of the enemy, looking down at the dead Bilton, Terry El's eyes immediately became much sharper again, this is no longer his own peaceful world, if you want to not become what Bilton is now on the ground, you must make yourself stronger.

Terry El's hand couldn't help but grip the Eternal Sword fiercely, and he walked towards the battlefield step by step.

The appearance of Terry El undoubtedly means that Bilton has been defeated, and the Templars would never have thought that their deputy leader, the sixth-order holy sword master Bilton, would be killed by this kid in front of him, isn't he a summoner?

Terry El's eyes burst with a strong aura of killing, he was not here to explain to the Templars whether he was a summoner or not, the Eternal Sword in his hand shook slightly, and he rushed directly into the crowd.

In the crowd of tens of thousands, Terry El was so dazzling, and the Templars under the heavy armor gradually understood why the deputy head died, and their hearts trembled at this moment.

The addition of Terry El hastened the pace of ending the battle that had become a foregone conclusion, the Eternal Sword did not need sword energy at all, it seemed that it was an ordinary sword sweep, and the Templars would be cut off together with men and horses, and within a few seconds, Terry El coldly killed a bloody path, and after a while, Terry El was not around any Templars, even the orcs were hiding far away.

Standing on the spot, Terry Eyre's eyes looked around without anger.

"My lord, we are willing to surrender. ”

In the Templar camp, one of the knights threw away his weapon and chose to give up resistance.

Terry El snorted coldly: "Those who descend will not die, but you have also lost the qualification to go to Silvermoon City, Gao Shun, confiscate their horses, and hand over all their armor to the dwarves to deal with." ”

Gao Shun nodded, at this time, even the Templars who still wanted to resist had lost their fighting spirit, the deputy head had already died in battle, and the remaining Templars of less than a few thousand people honestly put down the weapons in their hands, and what awaited them would be the fate of the captives.

Terry El ordered everyone to be airlifted back to the city of Terry El, and the first thing he had to do was to go to the Dwarven patriarch, Danischuk.

When Terry El appeared in the blacksmith's furnace, the patriarch was immediately notified, and Danishuk walked out laughing.

"Lord Castle Lord, it's a great pleasure to hear that you have just won a victory, but why did you appear to me right away?"

The murderous aura on Terry El's face was long gone, and now, he was a young and powerful city lord.

"How could there be no Dwarven Patriarch Danishuk at the Terry El Celebration Feast? ”

Danishuk's face suddenly smiled even brighter, and where there was wine, it was the paradise of the dwarves: "Oh, Lord Castle is the most generous human I have ever met, so let's go." ”

"Wait, wait, hehe, you old man, why are you so excited when it comes to drinking, come and help me see, what should I do with this armor?"

"Oh, armor?" Danishuk's face immediately changed to a stern look, no matter how the dwarves drew, as soon as they talked about equipment building, they would immediately throw themselves into it.

"The lord of the castle comes with me. Danishuk reached out and let Terry El in, knowing that if Terry El could find him, this armor would not be an ordinary thing.

Terry Al nodded, and headed into the room first.

Danishuk closed the door and locked it gently, "Lord Castle, now you can take out your armor." ”

Terry El smiled slightly, and took out the Tress armor from his spatial ring.

"Is this the Wheel of Fortune?" Danishuk's hands trembled slightly the moment he saw the Tress armor, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes.

"Oh, the patriarch knows this armor?" Terry El was really a little surprised in his heart, the wheel of fortune has always been a mystery on the mainland, how did he know?

Danischuk gently picked up the Tress armor and hugged it tightly in his arms: "This armor is my father's masterpiece, and the wheel of fate was created by my mother." ”

"What did you say?" Terry Eyre's surprise was really not small, this, he shouldn't want to go back, right?

Danischuk gently put down the Tress armor: " Don't worry, Lord of the City, I will definitely not make such a request, but, except for the wheel of fate, this armor is actually nothing special, when my father made him, because he was unwilling to leave the green city, so the materials used in this added a part of the iron ore, and this wheel of fate in my mother's later research, I also found a way to rewrite fate, providence, really providence, I didn't expect that I could still see it, Lord City, please rest assured, three days, it only takes three days, a brand new armor will be handed over to the city lord, but if you want the armor's defense to be significantly improved, It depends on whether the city lord is willing to give up the capital. ”

"Patriarch, what do you mean?"

"The cost, the magic crystal naturally needs a lot, but as a defensive equipment, it is best to have a magic crystal suitable for it, if it is strengthened casually with the messy magic crystal, then the effect is definitely not the best. ”

Terry El nodded: "In this way, it's nothing, wouldn't it be perfectly solved by using the magic crystal of the giant land turtle?"

Danishuk shook his head: "Lord of the City, the magic crystals you mentioned are like your soldiers, they are brave and good at fighting, but always soldiers are soldiers, without the leadership of the general, they are like missing the backbone, and the same is true for equipment, without a real king leader, even in excellent magic crystals, equipment cannot make the equipment have a soul." ”

"That's what you're talking about?"

Danischuk nodded: "Yes, in our continent, too many people worship attack, it is too difficult to want a real defensive king magic crystal, and now in such a short period of time, we are afraid that we will not be able to find it, in, the land giant turtle you are talking about is a sixth-order demonic beast, so the soul of this armor must be higher than them." ”

Terry El fell silently, why did the patriarch's words seem to remind him of something?

Suddenly, Terry El's eyes flashed with joy: "Patriarch, do you think this one is okay?"

Terry El searched back and forth in the spatial ring, and then a gray-white magic crystal appeared in his hand.

Oh!

Danishuk actually let out a wolf howl: "Oh my God, pure defense king beast demon crystal, seventh order?"

As soon as Terry El saw Danishuk's expression, he knew that this time was the time: "Patriarch, this is a seventh-order king beast, the magic crystal of the ironclad dragon rhino, how about using it?"

"How about it, Lord City Lord, with this magic crystal, plus the magic crystal of two thousand giant turtles, I swear by the honor of the dwarven race, I will create you with the best battle armor on the continent. ”

Terry El was so excited that he couldn't say more: "Okay, with the patriarch's words, I can rest assured, don't talk about 2,000 magic crystals, even if there are 20,000, I will give them to you." ”

This celebration feast made Danishuk drunk, everyone didn't know, why we won, and this old man was the happiest among them, God knows, with the amount of dwarf alcohol to get drunk, how much green wine do you need to drink?

The celebration banquet ended in a pleasant atmosphere, this night, Terry El was very excited, the dwarf race is not a race that promises casually, especially Danishuk, as the patriarch of the dwarf race, Danishuk will never say big things, since he said that he wants to create a top armor for himself, that is, the top armor, and Terry El also paid attention to Danishuk's tone, there is no one behind.

Early the next morning, there was a situation in the city of Terry El, and the doors of the three melting pots of the dwarves were closed, which made everyone very anxious and disagreed.

There was the most speculation that there was a problem due to too much wine at the celebration banquet last night, and it was also recognized by everyone.

Upon learning that Terry El had woken up, Gao Shun immediately reported the situation to Terry Eyre.

"Oh, hehe, it's okay, Gao Shun, you're going to do your job, right?"

"Huh?"

Gao Shun left in a daze, since Terry Al didn't want to say, then Gao Shun naturally wouldn't ask anything, but Gao Shun was also shrewd, and after thinking about it carefully, he guessed something somewhat.

Outside the blacksmith furnace, Gao Shun sent heavy troops to guard it, and everyone didn't know what the dwarves were doing inside, the only thing they could hear was that there was a knocking sound from inside.

Three days have passed, Gao Shun's two eyes have seen bloodshots, compared to him, the entire dwarf clan is very likely to have not rested, for three days and three nights, the beating has never stopped.

Gao Shun leaned against the wall outside the blacksmith's house, yawning incessantly.

Suddenly, a ghost cry came from inside the house: "Gao Shun, go and call the city lord, no matter what he is doing, hurry." ”

Gao Shun was suddenly a spirit, without saying a word, he ran away, and at this time Gao Shun had even forgotten that he was a general.

Bang!

Gao Shun slammed open Terry El's door: "Quick, lord, blacksmith furnace." Gao Shun took Terry Al's hand and ran.

Mei Lan's face turned blue and red for a while: "Damn Gao Shun, don't you know how to knock on the door first when you come in?"

But Gao Shun didn't see anyone else in the house at all. xh118