As soon as he walked into the store, a strong smell of soot came, and Leo almost couldn't open his eyes and couldn't breathe.

It took him a while to see the situation inside.

In the cramped room, all kinds of metal, leather, and wood were piled up all around, and in the middle was something like a furnace, emitting a wave of billowing heat. And a black dwarf about a meter tall and with arms as thick as his thighs was swinging the hammer in his hand with all his might, constantly striking the metal in front of him.

"Black Iron Dwarves?" Leo was a little surprised, this close relative of the Alpine Dwarves had a similar experience to the Dark Elves, who used to live on the ground, and later chose to live underground because of differences in faith. However, although the Black Iron Dwarves have a violent temperament, they are not evil, at most they are relatively chaotic and difficult to get along with.

And Leo had heard Muraton say that Black Iron Dwarves were rare, at least on the ground. At the same time, they are equally famous for their stubbornness and their craftsmanship. If the elves' stubbornness is thirty points, then the stubbornness of the mountain dwarves can reach sixty points, and the black iron dwarves must exceed at least one hundred points.

With the personality of the Black Iron Dwarf, it was more difficult to get them out of the ground, out of the lava, than it was to kill them, but now, a living Black Iron Dwarf was standing there.

However, Leo is very surprised, in a place like the shadow world, it is true that anything can happen, and any character can be encountered. At the same time, Leo also found that every thrash of the dwarf was just right, and even one could still feel a special rhythm, as if it was not forging metal, but some kind of training.

So Leo quickly came to the conclusion that this black iron dwarf was rather not simple.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the black iron dwarf was beating endlessly, Parkinson had no choice but to speak: "Hey, Kudran, long time no see." ”

Black Iron Dwarf is a spirit. It seems that this is the only time that someone has come in the house. He turned his head, looked at Parkinson's with his characteristic red eyes with night vision, and said in a rough voice: "Hey, long time no see, but who are you?"

Parkinson's eyes widened in disbelief, "I'm Parkinson!

"Parkinson's? The Black Iron Dwarf shook his head, "Say, what do you want to do?"

"I ......" Parkinson didn't expect this to happen, and he was so embarrassed for a while that he couldn't speak.

At this time. A sharp voice came, "Black Iron Head! You stupid, he's a big white fat man, you really don't remember?"

"Big white fat man!" The black iron dwarf's eyes lit up, and a smile bloomed on Yan Sù's face, and he said: "Haha, you are the big white fat man, Ragnar is on top, you are the big white fat man, why didn't you say it earlier!"

said. He threw away the metal hammer in his hand and rushed up to slap Parkinson's round belly a few times.

"Big white fat man......" Leo looked at the scene in front of him, and it took a long time to hold back a smile, but he had to admit it. This nickname is in very vivid.

Parkinson noticed Leo's strange appearance, his old face was dark red, he sensed it slightly, and quickly locked in a direction. "Bolts, you sneaky fellow, don't say that name in front of my little friend!"

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a few years, but the level has improved. "With a voice coming out of nowhere. A thin figure slowly emerged in the corner of the room.

Leo turned his head to look, and sure enough, just as he expected, a dwarf was hanging comfortably in a hammock, looking leisurely, and holding a thick book in his hand.

He was like a miniature version of a human, but with a larger head and body, it looked like a bolt. To Leo's surprise, this dwarf was actually wearing a red magic robe, not a thief as he guessed, but an intermediate mage, but he didn't wear a badge, so he couldn't tell the specific level.

But Leo was able to guess that his level was definitely not only level 4, because the illusion that had just covered this place was extremely secretive, so that his spiritual power far exceeded the level of the same level without even being aware of it, which was not like what a level 4 mage could do.

Therefore, Leo is a little more curious about Parkinson's real strength, after all, people always have to be friends with similar people.

Hearing the other party say this, Parkinson's embarrassment swept away, and he said proudly: "Hey, hey, can you hide it from me with this little trick?"

The dwarf jumped out of the hammock, stared at Parkinson's thoughtfully, and said in his characteristic sharp voice: "But what is the situation of your rank, I have heard that some people can live more and more, but it is the first time that I have seen someone really drop in rank, which is really strange." ”

"This is a special case for me, because of the mission, my level has been forcibly lowered. Parkinson obviously didn't want to go into more depth on this topic, so he hurriedly pulled Leo over and introduced: "This is Kakarot who is acting with me, don't look at him as only level 2, but it only took half an hour to get rid of the shadow illusion." ”

Both the dwarves and the gnomes looked like Leo with expressions of disbelief. First, in their cognition, this is simply impossible, and second, Parkinson's character has always been not very good, so it is not worth believing

Leo knew his own affairs, and he didn't want to entangle with them on this issue, so he hurriedly nodded and said, "It's an honor to meet you." ”

The dwarf blinked and smiled, "Little friend, you have to be careful with this guy who steals chickens and dogs." Don't look at him fat, in fact, he can be fast, in case he steals something, he won't admit it. ”

"Damn, when did I steal my friend's things? Did I steal yours?" Parkinson looked angry, and without waiting for the other party to pick up, he continued: "Kakarot, this is my former comrade-in-arms, a level 6 mage, a senior alchemist, Mekatok. This is the Iron Dwarf Kudran, a level 6 warrior and a high-level blacksmith. ”

As soon as the words fell, the black iron dwarf waved his arms and shouted: "Level 7! I'm level 7! 1 level higher than the bolt! 1 level higher than you!"

Leo then knew that Parkinson's real level was level 6, but he couldn't figure out how to lower people's level, and at the same time he was very puzzled about how a fat man became a thief.

Hearing the dwarf's shout, the dwarf immediately retorted, "What about being level 1 higher? You still can't beat me!"

The black iron dwarf glared at him and roared, "I can't beat you, Ragnar is on top, how can I not beat you?do you want to taste the hammer?" (to be continued......)