The demonic assault was completely crushed, and only a few bloody bones and rocks remained of the original battlefield.

The wails and stench will disappear, and the corpses of the more intact Tanari demons will be collected by the demons for dissection by the new commander of the camp, and if there is still a breath left, they will be taken away by patrols who regularly come to the stronghold to add to the skull pillar that Aphnanas is forever under construction.

As for the corpses of the shattered demons and the defenders who died on the battlefield, some of them will be buried by the fireballs falling from the sky of Aphernas, and the rest will become the rations of the various wandering creatures native to the Bato Hell, or the captive pephazards, and perhaps some may be dragged into some military canned food processing plant?

Perhaps due to the fruitful results of the previous slaughter of the two Barlow Flame Demons, this alien mercenary camp has a higher strategic significance in the eyes of those Bad Ancestral Devil Bureaucrats.

As a result, more mercenaries from other worlds who participated in the bloody war were also stationed here, and with it, more war resources were replenished.

With sufficient manpower, the second layer of the defensive wall of this camp, which had been blown up in the outer war, was quickly repaired, and even the third layer of defensive positions is now in full swing.

Races of all kinds continued to converge here, and this originally isolated and humble camp quickly developed into a town fortress.

In addition to the warehouses that were originally used to store food and other supplies, the barracks for mercenaries, and the forge workshops for repairing and crafting weapons and equipment, these are the necessary facilities for military camps, which are constantly expanding.

Small liquor shops where mercenaries can get drunk and die, open-air gambling stalls where Hulu drinks pheasants, and commercial stalls that trade goods also quietly appear in this camp.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes.

In the recent siege battle of the demon army, Dalton, who relied on his keen observation and flexible mind to escape with his life, actually gathered some of the original "broom eyebrow" gang survivors, and had more new brothers from other planes - this is another benefit of having a flexible mind, Dalton, who has learned the basic purgatory language, can begin to communicate with creatures from other planes who come to Bato without much effort.

"Boss Dalton, I'm over there, those gold...... The spirit vendor saw something good. "The man who said this was a man of Salon, a deer-headed human body with a kind and beautiful appearance, but in fact a flesh-hungry monster who loved to strangle his enemies with his large hands.

"Idiot, it's an elven trader," Dalton, who was picking at his nails with a knife, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the guy, and said in a gloomy voice: "If you kid say anything unfavorable, that tongue is useless, and charcoal-grilled deer tongue is a famous dish in our soft maple city." ”

If you want to control these murderous creatures, you have to be more cruel than them, this is a common technique of Dalton. "Tell me, what did you kid see. ”

"Dragon skin armor! armor made of invulnerable red dragon skin!"

Dalton's own rattan armor was quickly scrapped in hand-to-hand combat with demons, and he wasn't used to wearing the metal plate armor he was issued for, and had been dealing with some inferior goods lately. Therefore, he was very moved when he heard the news, and he immediately took a group of younger brothers to the stall selling dragon skin armor to see what was going on.

"Hey, sir, are you interested in this leather armor too? This is the best of the best, the red dragon, taken from the strongest of the five-colored dragons, and made by many master-level craftsmen after repeated tanning for seven hundred and forty-nine days and nights. "Another old ghost woman who uses magic to disguise herself as an elf is selling their goods.

Seeing the customer in front of him look suspicious, the sales master picked up a dagger with a broken blade from his stall. Aiming at the tricky position where the joints of the "Dragon Skin Armor" were connected, the two hands pierced the dagger together.

There was a crisp "ding", and the already broken blade of the dagger, which was often used for performances, appeared in a new break.

"Genuine dragon skin armor can be the most solid guarantee for your life," the old ghost woman merchant threw the dagger aside without a trace, and bewitched the customers who watched his performance while the iron was hot, "It is said that the red dragon that was used as the source of the material was completely stripped of his skin after wailing for three days and three nights, and his painful wail lasted for three days and three nights - this is the secret of making dragon skin armor- After this ritual, the already tough and thick dragon skin can not be afraid of any mortal iron, and it also has a bonus of resisting the breath of the fire dragon......"

"How much?" both voices asked at the same time.

"A weak thief leader" and "a stinky girl", the two people who sent out the inquiry looked at each other, and then each had an evaluation of the other in their hearts.

The agency and the ogre Naru, who were also wandering around the business district not far away, saw the situation here, and the 21st said in an educational tone: "Look, big guy Nalu, someone is going to be deceived by the old ghost woman, there is no consumer rights protection association here, and there is no official customer service staff, and it will be difficult to find the profiteers who have slipped away if they are trapped." ”

The ogre blacksmith had previously purchased a valuable weapon from this commercial area because of the joy of seeing the hunter, and after showing it to the machine man and Ricknaz in the workshop, he was directly pointed out that he had bought a fake by a goblin Pharadia who was proficient in various mechanical processing techniques and had a fairly high professional level.

So the ogre pulled his new good friend Samurai to find the seller, ready to do some theory, but unfortunately the two of them wandered around for most of the day and didn't see the black-hearted vendor who sold fakes before - for the sake of safety, once the goods were successfully sold, the old ghost woman would change her appearance as soon as the customer left.

"If only Palu or Brulai could remember what that person looked like, but if they couldn't, they would remember the smell of that person. ”

"Hey, the wronged ogre just now has been found, and he ...... it."

At this time, Yi Rong looked into another appearance, and the old ghost woman who was holding the dragon skin armor to sell caught a glimpse of the successful object of the fraud just now, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of pride in her heart, this was the scene that made her happiest - standing aside and admiring the remorse and chagrin caused by her fraud.

"Hey, Elf Niko, did you hear, how much does this leather armor cost?"

"Oh, thanks to the customer's patronage, you can take this clearance high-end item for 50 Disaster Coins. Seeing that someone was about to take the bait again, the old ghost woman's attention was quickly retracted, and she said with a flattering expression.

Still within the price he could afford, Dalton nodded in satisfaction, ready to pay.

A crystal-pillar of currency was tossed from the hand of the samurai who had been with Dalton to the old ghost merchant.

Soul Prism!

After grabbing this high-grade currency in the lower realm, and showing an apologetic expression to Dalton, her eyes were attracted by the prismatic crystal shining with soul light in her hand, and her hands kept rubbing this "little cutie" that she had only received a few times in her years of business.

"You ......" Seeing that someone dared to cut off their boss, the deer-headed Salon man couldn't help but jump out and prepare to scold, ready to show his face in front of his new leader.

His purgatory-language profanity had barely uttered the first syllable before he was slapped back by Dalton, and the "broom eyebrow" boss who had been in Bartow for a few days had gradually weighed a person's weight as easily as he had in the previous Soft Maple City.

The little girl in front of me, who thought that the milk had not dried up, was able to casually take out a high-grade currency that could be comparable to fifty or even more gold coins, which was obviously not a good match, and the trouble caused to him by casually offending a big man by his subordinates before was still vivid.

Glancing at the deer-headed man who was trying to insult her with cold eyes, the female warrior who paid with the soul prism said to the old ghost woman merchant, "I want to see the effect of this dragon skin armor, you put it on first and show it to me." ”

The old ghost woman who got the payment put on the dragon leather armor neatly and showed it to the female warrior.

"Is this dragon skin armor really invulnerable?"

"Of course, it's been verified just now"

"Can you really resist the dragon's breath?"

"This is nature, this is the red dragon ......"