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"How many of these meteors can you lay?" Lan Faco asked suddenly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"En!" When the old evil heard this, he was speechless, and then he rubbed his faintly aching head, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Now it seems that this one is enough to bear, it is estimated that at most it will come again, and it will definitely not be able to stand it if it is more, the loss of spiritual power of this thing is really not ordinary!"

"Then you can't be arrogant at all if you have this thing?" Lan Fake shrugged, "However, your power is already comparable to the ultimate move of the Sacred Domain Mage, and if you use it well, you can't stand it against anyone, so it's not bad! ”

"En!" the old evil nodded, and said, "If I wait for me to enter the legendary realm, with the help of star damage, I'm afraid that I can easily defeat a powerful army! This thing really deserves to be one of the strongest artifacts on the continent, it is indeed powerful!"

"When you enter the Holy Realm, it will be decades later, at least a hundred years, as for the legend, it will take at least a hundred years, you girl, wait slowly!" said Lan Fake with a shrug.

"It's okay, we can wait!" said the little kraken on the side, Hai Ya, "For our kraken clan, a hundred years is really nothing!"

"Haha!" the old evil suddenly laughed proudly. At the same time, he touched the head of the little kraken Haiya.

"En~" Lan Fake could only shrug helplessly.

Then the three of them rode back to the castle on the Wyvern again. The old evil took them into his house, and then said to the little kraken Hai Ya first, "This place is too far away from the South China Sea, I don't have time to send you back for a while, besides, I still need your help with something, can you stay with me for a few days?"

"I'll follow you in the future, I'll go wherever you go!" the little kraken Haiya gave an answer that made the old evil ecstatic.

"Haha, that's great, don't worry, I promise not to make you suffer!" said the old evil, directly handed over the sculpture to her, and said, "This thing will be yours in the future!"

"Ah, how can this work?" the little kraken Haiya hurriedly said, "This should be the treasure you have mastered!"

"Alright, alright!" The old evil immediately waved his hand and said: "I don't know the spells of the star elves, as long as this thing is in your hands, it can exert the greatest power, don't forget, you have to listen to me!"

"Well, okay, I'll listen to you!" the little kraken Haiya agreed, and then solemnly took the sculpture.

"Then you can rest first!" said the old demon, closing the door, and then went to the other living room with Lan Fako and sat down.

The old evil first asked, "How are you talking to the dwarves?"

"Oh, they promised to cooperate with us in all aspects, and you will definitely be guaranteed the best supply of materials you need!" said Lan Faco first.

It's just that although he said it was arrogant, the old evil saw that this guy's eyes were a little evasive, and there seemed to be something unspeakable. Obviously, he clearly has something to hide. So, the old evil asked tentatively, "So, what conditions did they propose?"

"Oh, they want goblin mines, and, the right to carve magic circles into the utensils they make. Lan Fake said with a little weakness.

"Damn!" the old evil man became angry when he heard this, and couldn't help but scold: "I just told you to buy things from them, who told you to tell them all about my family? Why are you so stupid? I don't know that these things need to be kept secret?"

"It's not that I'm too stupid, it's that damn dwarf who is too cunning!" Lan Faco then couldn't help but grumble aggrievedly.

Seeing this, the old evil didn't care about scolding him, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

"Alas, it's all my fault that I accidentally fell for that dwarf!" Lan Faco then recounted the story in a depressed manner.

It turned out that after the dwarven casting master Pyritz came here, he was quickly surprised to find traces of the previous battle. Because the big pit that the old evil had blown up at the gate of the city had not yet been filled, and there were traces of battle everywhere, although the blood stains and corpses had been disposed of, the little traces left behind could not be hidden from the shrewd dwarves. They quickly analyzed the cause and effect, and finally came to the conclusion that there must be a powerful mage in the castle, or else it would not have caused such an explosion. But they couldn't imagine what spell would have such an effect, so they paid attention.

Next, Blue Falco comes out to meet with Pierritz, and Pieritz takes the opportunity to invite Blue Falco to drink, the dwarf's favorite liquor!

Lan Faco is a drunkard, so naturally he can't withstand this temptation, so he drinks with others. Although Lan Fako is quite able to drink, he is obviously far from being a match for the dwarves. After all, Pyritz is a sword master, but Lan Fako is a mage, and the physique is very different, plus the dwarves drink spirits almost every day, and they have exercised a good amount of alcohol, and Lan Fako is at most an amateur. It is conceivable that Lan Faco and other people are fighting for wine, isn't that looking for death?

As a result, Lan Fako drank and drunk, and then he fell into Piritz's agitation method, and the big mouth didn't control it, so he told all about the battle, and the secret of the goblin mine was exposed to the dwarves!

Then the dwarf Pyritz asked how the goblin mines were produced, and the goblin craftsmen in the castle were also sold to Pyritz by Blue Falco. He said that he was so happy that he even took the people of Piritz around to show the dwarves the exquisite craftsmanship of the spirits. Fortunately, the core components of the goblin mine have been produced in the magic tower, so they have not been looked at by the dwarves. Fortunately, Lan Fake still retained the last shred of sanity, so he didn't tell the little kraken Haiya and the "Apocalypse". So Pieritz only thought that Blue Falco had robbed a caravan that wanted to rebel, and he didn't know anything else.

Due to the fierceness of the people in this area, it is almost impossible to distinguish between caravans and bandits. Maybe it was a caravan just now, but when they turned around, they turned into bandits and began to loot things. Therefore, Pyritz didn't care about the dead caravan at all, and all his attention was on the goblin mines and the craftsmanship of the spirits, where could he care about the rest!

Hearing that the matter of the little kraken Haiya was not exposed, the old evil breathed a sigh of relief, but still complained: "Why did you fall for him so easily?"

"Alas!" Lan Faco sighed, his head hanging and not replying.

Seeing this, the old evil was embarrassed to blame him too much, so he could only shake his head and say, "Forget it, I've used the goblin mine a lot anyway, so I guess I won't be able to hide it for long." But you're not even going to set the price, are you?"

"No, no!" Lan Fake hurriedly shook his head and said, "I don't even know what the reserve price of those things is, how can it be determined?"

"That's good!" the old evil nodded, and then asked, "What about the Pyritz?"

"He's gone, but his deputy is left, and you can negotiate with him!" said Lan Faco hurriedly.

"Okay, but it's late today, I'll look for him tomorrow. You arrange for him, you can't ask him to meet that Loya!, you know?" commanded the old evil.

"Of course I know, you can rest assured. Lan Falco agreed.

"Okay, let's do it first! It's not early, you go to rest first, and talk about it tomorrow!" the old evil got up and said.

"Yes!" Lan Fako nodded, and turned away.

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Early the next morning, the old evil had breakfast at the magic tower and rushed back to the castle. Then immediately asked Lan Fako to meet the dwarven messenger.

Soon, a stout dwarf with a height of 130 came to the living room under the leadership of Lan Faco. I saw that this person was covered in steel armor, as if he were a tin can. Although the armor weighed more than 100 pounds, he had no effect at all, and his movements were extremely natural. In the eyes of the old evil, with this hand, this guy is undoubtedly a master, but I am afraid that he is at least a fifth-level warrior.

Sure enough, he walked over and introduced himself aloud: "Hello, honorable castle lord, I am the captain of the dwarven pangolin knight squad, the boulder!" You must know that the squad leader of the dwarven pangolin knight must be a warrior of the fifth level at the very least.

"Hello Lord Boulder, please be seated!" the old evil stood up and greeted him.

"Thank you!" Boulder said, and sat down in his chair with a relaxed face.

For him, this negotiation is obviously the first opportunity, because after two days of observation, he has roughly figured out the details of the old evil, including the production time and efficiency of the spirit craftsman, based on these, he can deduce the bottom line of the old evil's cost. Moreover, he also knew that the kind of acid water needed to make goblin mines was only produced by the dwarves, so to speak, it was a complete monopoly, and when the time came, with these two advantages, he could ruthlessly lower the price!

You know, the reason why Pieritz left the boulder was not only because the boulder could fight, but in fact, the main reason was because of the boulder's commercial ability. So it's not surprising that the boulder can analyze this.

(To be continued)