Led by Akama, the battle ended unsurprisingly with Draenei's victory, and as the workers began to rebuild the excavation site, Lanlos gathered his weapons and walked to the chief engineer who was in the corner.

"Hello, Archbishop Hataru. ”

"We recognize...... Oh, you're the outsider the Prophet spoke of, aren't you?" quickly judging his identity from the other party's distinctive appearance, Hataru restrained his emotions and asked calmly, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Not angry because of the other party's attitude, the elven mage still kept smiling: "My name is Lanloth, and I came to you this time for this." ”

Watching the other party take out a orb wrapped in a hollow metal shell, Hataru, who was not in a state, lit up his eyes and immediately got up and stepped forward: "This is?"

Such a reaction had been expected after Lan Los had a preliminary understanding of the other party's character: "The Eye of Rukma, the holy relic of the Raven Man. I don't know anything about engineering, but if it were you, I would have been able to fix it easily. ”

Lanlos's quiet praise ignited Hataru's emotions so much that the quarrel just now was as if nothing had happened: "This is the technology left over from the Episis civilization......?

Seeing that the engineering maniac was becoming more and more incoherent with excitement, Lanloth's smile appeared a little bitter, and he hurriedly mentioned the matter again: "Well, I don't know when the restoration work will start?"

"Ah, yes, yes, we have to fix this thing first......" Scratching his cheek in embarrassment, Hataru immediately looked at the other party with an expectant gaze, "Before that, I have a question, after fixing it, can you let me keep it for a few days?"

"This ......" Although he was secretly happy in his heart, Lanlos still looked embarrassed on the surface: "I need to use it to treat my companion's injuries, time is urgent......"

"A few days, just a few days, when the time comes, no matter what you ask, I can meet you!"

Hataru's excitement was not surprising, after all, the Eye of Rukma was also a source of energy, and did not cause chaos in the magic net in Draenor, its nature was similar to the resonance crystal that worked normally in Argus. If he can decipher the mystery, his dream of recreating Ereda Technology will no longer be out of reach.

That's what you're waiting for!

A fleeting look of triumph flashed across Lanlos's face, and then he was silent for a long time as if he was thoughtful, and when the other party was about to wait, he nodded with great difficulty: "Okay then." ”

"Great! Without further ado, come with me!" Hataru almost jumped up with joy, not paying attention to the strange stares of the people around him, and with a wave of his hand, he quickly left with Lanlos towards his workshop.

"That guy really doesn't change. Not far away, Nelly looked at the backs of the two and sighed helplessly.

"Hataru also wants to help Delaney, but his idea is too radical. "As for the personality of the chief technician, Akama is relatively knowledgeable. This guy is the first and only one of Delaney's science and technology, and there is no latecomer who can inherit his knowledge and experience, so he can only take on this responsibility alone, and he is forced to rush it.

"I just hope this guy doesn't get into trouble again. Nelly understands this. However, where it is reasonable but not reasonable, it should be done gradually, and it should not be careless.

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"Is that really good?"

On the astrological platform of the Temple of Karabo, Maladar looked at the Prophet who had just finished his daily prayers, and his soft voice with magnetic charm slowly echoed.

"What?" Velen's old face was full of exhaustion of the Light energy, but he had to do so in order to be able to suppress the influence of the Void Narukara on the land.

Maladal stepped forward and helped the old man to sit down on the stool: "That Lanloth, the soul told me, has a strong ominous aura wrapped around him, and they are very uneasy. ”

The Alanka Peaks Forest was not part of the Draenei Spirit's sphere, so the Spokesperson of the Dead did not know that this disturbing aura came from the evil powers and shadows he smelled.

Indeed, I was aware of this when I first saw him. With a long exhale, Viren's hoarse voice sounded like that of an elder in the last years of the weather, "But, I see that he and his companions have gone head-to-head with absolute darkness. ”

"Momentary heroism does not mean eternal justice, have you forgotten......?

"I know what you're worried about. Without letting the other party continue, Viren slowly closed his eyes, "Although I can't see the path he has chosen, the Holy Light will favor those who fight to the end for others. ”

The conversation between the two ended without Maladar questioning anything more, and he had absolute confidence in the Prophet's judgment. It was the unshakable reputation he had built over countless years of leading the Draenei out of the clutches.

At the same time, the lights at the gate suddenly flickered and quickly returned to normal, and it seemed, it seemed to be an illusion?

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Unlike the same kind of people who know how to enjoy life, Hataru's workshop is chaotic. Crystals were scattered everywhere, and tables and stools were filled with finished or semi-finished instruments of unknown use, most of which were covered in a thick layer of dust.

Fortunately, the workshop is where the engineers designed and assembled, and there is no such thing as a furnace, and with the help of a ventilation device similar to an air conditioner, the whole room does not smell peculiar, and even faintly smells of a flower garden.

"This crystal has a strong compactness, and the perfect and neat structural characteristics do not show any traces of carving, is it a natural growth?"

"The damaged position is in the inner core, and it seems that it has suffered some kind of very powerful energy impact, and the power is amazing, I am afraid that even the upgraded defensive enchantment cannot match it. ”

As Lanlos walked in and looked around, Hataru, who couldn't wait, had already sat down at his workbench, constantly adjusting the focus of his monocle, and looked at it carefully.

"But it seems that the damage was caused many years ago, and it has been very rudimentarily repaired, tsk, this technology is not even as good as my apprentice, no wonder it can't reproduce the power of Rukma's breath. ”

"It seems to have suffered a devastating blow recently, and this residual trace, well, is ...... with evil energy."

"Ahem!" Lanlos was playing with a strange-shaped firearm, and almost choked on his own saliva when he heard the other party's analysis talking to himself.

Well, even Viren, who is a prophet, has not been able to see through his hidden power, and this technosaur has caught his tail in a minute, where is the reason?!

"Oh, you're still there. ”

"Didn't you call me?" the corners of Lanloth's mouth twitched fiercely, resisting the urge to press the other's head to the ground and rub it.

"Is there one?"

“......”

"It's a nuisance. It should have remembered his invitation, a trace of impatience flashed on Hataru's face, "Time is pressing, I won't entertain you, the things here are all fine products that can't be bought outside, if you like something, take it directly, you're welcome." ”

In short, it's just a sentence, don't bother Lao Tzu.

Although he didn't say anything later, Lan Luo seemed to faintly hear something terrible.

The bulging fist of the green tendons was finally put down, and the elven mage looked around, and a large black line suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Please, you're an engineer, not a winemaker, even if there's something good, it's idle for so long, and the lines are blocked by dust!

As the so-called thief does not go empty, no, it should be rude and not rude, and finally got the opportunity to enter the chief technician's workshop, and if he doesn't take some good things, I'm really sorry for the sycophant I just shot.

Instead of paying attention to the old antiques that might even be a problem to start, Lanlos set his sights on the things he was more familiar with.

Firearms.

There's no man who doesn't love guns.

In my previous life, I lived in a peaceful country and couldn't touch this kind of thing, but I didn't expect to come to another world, but I could still have the opportunity to touch it with my own hands. It doesn't make sense for Lanlos to say that he wasn't excited.

It's a pity that Delaney's standard musket is the kind of flintlock musket that has to be stuffed with ammunition from the muzzle of a shot, and it doesn't have the coolness of pump-action loading, nor the convenience of bolt-action, and the damage ability is not as outstanding as he imagined, which really doesn't make him much interested.

Well?

As he thought about it, Lanloth's gaze was suddenly drawn to a musket left on the edge of the workbench.

In terms of appearance, this musket is much lighter than the others, and the overall length is the distance from an adult's elbow to the fingertip, without a butt, and from the design point of view, it should be mainly considered the possibility of one-handed operation.

Of course, lifting these ten kilograms with one hand, even the strong Delaney can hardly guarantee accuracy, and judging from the length of the barrel, I am afraid that the effective range is even lower than that of the standard musket at this stage.

What really attracted Lanros was the design of the two barrels standing side by side.

Picking up the musket, Lanlos thought for a moment, then struck the barrel with his other hand.

Syllable!

As he expected, the connection between the handle and the barrel snapped off with a crisp and pleasant sound, revealing two swarthy chambers.

"Archbishop Hataru, did you make this thing? Is this a burst of muskets?" Suppressing his excitement, Lanlos hurriedly returned to the chief technician's side.

The work was interrupted again, and the expression on Delaney's face was more than a question of impatience: "You say this? Indeed, this new design not only reloads ammunition faster, but also allows for two consecutive shots. ”

"However, due to the design of the magazine, the commonly used firing system did not fit well, and an arcane inscription had to be tattooed on the bottom of each round, and the hammer had to be embedded with resonance crystals for sufficient functionality to fire quickly. ”

"Whether it's the preparation of ammunition or the maintenance of the hammer, it's delicate work, and it's hard for my uncompetitive apprentices to mass-produce, and I don't have the patience to do that, so I'll leave it here. ”

The last sentence is the real reason......

Raising his eyebrows, Lanlos continued to ask quietly, "Can you let me see the ammunition?"

"The pile that should be in the corner...... In that pile of boutiques, you can find it yourself. If you want to try your hand, go to the shooting range where you turn right outside the door, and don't bother me. ”

Hataru didn't mean to be embarrassed at all about his 'slip of the tongue', and after warning the other party not to disturb him again, he immediately buried his head in the work in front of him.

After staying where he was for a short while, Lanlos took several deep breaths in a row before a single fireball stuck in the other party's face, and while calming his own burning universe, he quickly found a few ammunition with fine inscriptions on the bottom from the pair of garbage.

Indeed, the Draenei Musket is fired by an instantaneous burst of high-intensity mana that requires a certain amount of space to be crafted, which is indeed a bit more cumbersome and cumbersome than the Dwarven Musket that uses hammers and gunpowder.

This lightweight, one-handed musket was not difficult to make, but because the usual firing parts were removed, work had to be worked on the hammer and cartridge case. As a result, the increase in preparation time and resource consumption greatly outweighs the increase in its functionality, and even the advantage of double engines is difficult to regain 10%.

However, this is nothing to Lanlos. Fine work has always been his forte, or rather, Sagret's forte.

This kind of inspiring inscription was not very complex, and it was quickly and thoroughly dissected by Lanloth under the scanning of the keystone.

As for the hammer, there are so many random crystals in Hataru's workshop, it shouldn't be a problem for me to take a few with me, right?

With this in mind, Lanlos shoved the bag that was already full into his fanny pack.

Everything is ready, and it is obviously unreasonable not to try the feel with two shots. He easily inserted the bullet into the chamber, then dragged the barrel and pushed it hard, and the crisp sound of the machine sounded, making Lanlos excited again.

However, it seems that the excitement is too much......

Looking at the loaded musket in his hand, Lanlos turned around in a daze, raised the swarthy muzzle of the gun, and aimed it at Hataru, who was working hard.