"Great presence! That damn alchemist is in this manor! ”

In front of a manor with a faint blue plant at the door.

Several gray dwarves pointed to the gate with a smile on their faces.

"That bastard is said to have been chased away by the big shots in Crucible, and we know he's not a good thing!"

"If you're going to get revenge on him, you can do it now!"

As he spoke, he cautiously raised his head and looked up at the human riding on the undead dragon.

"Great being, can you let us go, we are not soldiers, we do not pose any threat to you......"

When Richard heard this, he glanced down at several gray dwarves with extremely humble faces.

Some couldn't laugh or cry.

Although he knew that the gray dwarves were not the same kind of life as the dwarves, the soft bones still opened his eyes.

After the army defending the city was annihilated, he simply asked Jarvis to capture a few gray dwarves and come over.

Before he could speak, the other party knelt down directly, his head banged, and all the messy information was said.

He didn't have half a point of difficulty to get the news of the gray dwarf alchemist.

From the mouths of these gray dwarves, I learned that the alchemist's craftsmanship was indeed good, and he had a great reputation.

Basically, everyone in the city knows each other.

Richard didn't bother to pay attention to these few soft bones, and drove Jarvis to fly directly into the manor.

When the gray dwarves saw this, they immediately showed ecstasy and immediately fled.

But as soon as they ran out of the street, a skeletal blood dragon swept over their heads, spitting out dragon breath casually.

Ahh

Directly turned into blood, and several heroic gray dwarves calmly took justice.

"Master, there is a breath of soul in the backyard of this manor."

After a turn in the sky.

Jarves' hollow eyes stared straight at the shimmering lawn in the backyard.

Richard glanced down.

He thought of the dwarf hero's vault built underground in the copy.

"Lift the surface straight away, but don't hurt the people inside."

"As you wish......"

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"Brown-sama!! What was the origin of those terrifying undead dragons, and why did they destroy the city guards in such a short time? ”

"Is it really safe for us to hide in here? Do you want to escape from the city, I know that there is an inconspicuous gate that leads to the outside of the city, usually only hounds enter and exit, and absolutely no outsiders know......"

"Bastard, you let Master Brown drill the dog hole? How can this work?! Where is that hole, you tell me, I'll go see the situation first......"

"Mr. Brown......

“......”

In a chamber full of machinery and a mess of alchemy materials.

More than twenty gray dwarves were talking about the fear in their hearts.

And at the very center of these gray dwarves is a gray dwarf in a wheelchair with a slightly chubby face.

The other party wore a pair of one-eyed crystal glasses with only one lens, and the long chains hung down.

One hand was born deformed, only a few centimeters, like a bean sprout growing on the shoulder.

The gray dwarf was furious when he heard the gibble around him.

"Damn bastards! From now on, who dares to say one more word to leave, throw him into the pool of evolution corpses today! ”

With a roar, more than a dozen mechanical golems in the surrounding shadows moved violently.

Hideous weapons were aimed at the gray dwarves, as if they were going to drag them away immediately.

Suddenly, the scene seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and everyone was silent, no longer daring to talk nonsense.

Seeing this scene, the gray dwarf in the wheelchair snorted with satisfaction.

Keep your head up.

Said proudly.

"Great gray dwarf, when did you become a deserter?!"

"No one can make us back down, and never giving in is our grey dwarf motto."

"The noble gray dwarf character should be everyone's pursuit!"

Glaring at these guys as he spoke.

"Look at you, what do you look like? Can you have a little courage? ”

"You can learn half of me, and you won't be so incompetent!"

looked at the gray dwarves who didn't dare to speak, and scolded fiercely and didn't lose their breath.

Finally, he waved the deformed arm that looked like a bean sprout, and snorted coldly.

"My basement is made of special materials, which not only prevents magic from prying eyes, but also has strong defense capabilities!"

"As long as we don't go out, even if the whole city is destroyed, no one can help us!"

When the gray dwarves around heard this, their eyes suddenly seemed to come to life.

One by one, they shouted.

"Kudos to you, Master Brown, I knew you had to be visionary...... Your wisdom is comparable to that of the gods! ”

"Great Lord Brown, your courage is enough to be worshipped, and you will surely become the greatest being in the underworld in the future."

"The great dungeon clan is not comparable to those lowly undead!"

“......”

A series of shameless sycophants slapped the gray dwarf in the wheelchair very comfortably, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

Just when their voices were intense, babbling~ suddenly a piercing sound sounded like breaking glass with a sharp weapon.

Everyone in the room was thrilled and stopped abruptly.

Subconsciously looked up at the ceiling.

"What sound?"

After a moment of silence in the room, and after no movement was noticed, Brown in a wheelchair yelled loudly.

"Bastard, there's no way anyone can find out about this basement! Shut your mouth! ”

"What if the enemy comes? Great gray dwarf, fearless of anything! ”

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Bang~

A sturdy bony claw pierced the ceiling.

Yes!!

All the grey dwarves let out the most terrifying screams.

They all scattered around, and no one cared about Brown beneath the dragon's claws.

Ahh

In the next second, the dragon's claws jerked back again.

The scene fell silent for the second time.

But everyone didn't dare to breathe at the moment.

His eyes widened and he looked at the ceiling.

Then under Brown's horrified gaze.

Whew~ The sturdy secret room he was proud of, the ceiling that could withstand the catapult's bombardment was like paper being torn apart.

Directly lifted off.

Large expanses of dirt fell from the edges.

At this time, he finally saw the figure above.

A dragon.

An undead dragon.

An undead dragon covered in blood-colored flames.

The other party's empty eyes stared at him directly.

He felt an indescribable chill rush down his spine and all his thoughts went blank.

The gray dwarves around him covered their mouths even more, for fear that they would be targeted if they made a sound.

Then they were even more shocked to find out.

On the back of that terrifying undead dragon sat a human.

What kind of being can enslave such a powerful dragon?

As if sensing them, the human floated slowly down and landed lightly on the floor.

Suddenly.

An indescribable majestic coercion erupted unscrupulously, and they seemed to see a devastating sandstorm sweeping the heavens and the earth in a trance.

Under the terrifying coercion, all the gray dwarves felt fear deep in their bones.

"You're the alchemist who used to be in charge of production in Crucible?"

The indifferent words were like the words of a god sitting high above the nine heavens.

Brown, the gray dwarf in a wheelchair, suddenly came back to his senses.

Then, under the hopeful gazes of the other gray dwarves, he propped up one of the armrests in his intact hand and fell to his knees with a clatter.

Raising his head, he said in a hot tone.

"Great and powerful, gray dwarf alchemist, Brown, your humble servant sends you the highest regards."

As he spoke, he bent down and pressed his forehead against the other's boots.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Richard turned his head to look around, and saw that the expressions of the gray dwarves seemed to be quite complicated, and he didn't take it seriously.

With a bit of curiosity, he opened the attribute panel of this gray dwarf alchemist.

After one glance, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Brown

Hero units

Level: Level 12 (high-level hero, the attributes of the alchemy items crafted are increased by 30%, and the success rate of researching new alchemy items is increased by 20%)

Potential: Rank B (40% faster alchemy item crafting.) ）

Class: Dungeon Alchemist (Premium, increases the success rate of alchemy bomb development by 50%. ）

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