One Step to The End: 0240 The Devil Kills the Heart

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Actually, there is no so-called barracks for the dead. They do not need to be stationed for endless advancement. The only logistics force is the blacksmith. The blacksmiths need to build arrows and repair the blades and armor. It happens that Qisha has the most dead clan Good dwarven blacksmith camp.

"Welcome! Great Devil Zhao..."

Qisha stood in front of the former steel factory, holding his arms, staring at Zhao Guanren without a smile. The armor and swords were transported in and out, looking in full swing.

"You don't have to line up to welcome you, you are not happy, I am not happy..."

Zhao Guanren drove the shared bicycle and parked outside the factory. Without the usual treacherous smile, he said blankly: "I don't want to grab your baby. I just ask your blacksmith to build a few things. By the way, take a look at yours. Military strength, give you a next rating!"

"Do you rate us? Really consider yourself an expert on the dead..."

Qingsha sneered and jumped onto the corpse horse, possibly deliberately trying to appear taller than him, a few steps behind him to go with Zhao Guanren, Zhao Guanren didn't bother to pay attention to the woman's careful attention, speeding up and riding into the deep factory.

The blacksmith camp is larger than he imagined. Almost a dozen workshops are all dwarf blacksmiths. The dwarves are naturally all dead, divided into three grades: high, middle and low, and there is also a special repair workshop. It went up very professionally.

"Don't you use human steel..."

Zhao Guanren stopped outside the mid-range workshop. In fact, the dwarves are not short, with an average height of about one meter and five meters. They are short and sturdy. Almost every dwarf has developed a sense of wisdom. It is very curious to see him here. Look around.

"Human steel can't make good weapons, and the garbage created is used by low-level corpse soldiers..."

Qisha said indifferently: "For the Horcruxes above the intermediate level, the materials must be collected from our hometown. It is very troublesome to transport them once. At present, they are recycled and reused. New Horcruxes are rarely built, but the master workshop cannot be visited. , The dwarf’s forging skills are not passed on, and I’m not allowed to enter!"

"A group of conservative old antiques, the obsolete things are still treasures..."

Zhao Guanren rode the car and continued on, and finally came outside an armory guarded by corpse soldiers. Zhou Miao was standing in front of the door talking to the matchmaker. Zhou Miao winked constantly when he saw him coming, meaning that he had found a good treasure.

"Don't wink your eyes, the dead people won't have good things. They didn't make good things..."

Zhao Guanren got out of the car carelessly, without giving any face to Qisha. After walking into the armory, he lit the signal bar, browsed the swords, guns and swords on the weapon rack, and finally opened the anti-theft door of the small treasure house.

"Oh~What kind of treasure is this, waste recycling station..."

Zhao Guanren walked in in surprise. There were three rows of shelves in the treasury, which were full of messy Horcruxes, some of which were already covered with dust, but he was surprised: "Many! How do you know? Is there a baby here?"

"Qingsha's guard chat, I overheard..."

Zhou Miao whispered: "The guards said Qi evil spirits are stingy, and the baby will not be used for them if the baby puts the dust down. They also said that the best here is the purple heart shield. I just put the words of the matchmaker, she said the second Row of wooden boxes, inside are purple heart shields!"

Zhao Guanren walked over and picked up a small wooden box. After opening it was a small black shield with the size of a palm, dotted with a purple sweetheart gemstone.

"Qingsha! Can this little thing give me away..."

Zhao Guanren turned to look at Qisha at the door, and raised the small wooden box in his hand, but Qisha asked with a puzzled look: "Matchmaker! What is this, why haven't I seen it?"

"Your Majesty! You have too many treasures, and the warehouse can't put them down..."

The matchmaker opened her hands and looked bitter

Laughing, Qisha pouted and acquiesced. Zhao Guanren took the box and walked out and said, "A lot! You and the matchmaker are waiting for me at the door. I will find Master Dwarf to build something, and Qisha will lead me. Come on!"

"The dwarves don't belong to me, and the master has a very strange temper. Would you like to see you, I said it doesn't count..."

Qingsha lazily led him out of the area, and came to a compound guarded by dwarf warriors. Zhao Guanren stepped forward and drew the soul-killing knife, and said something to several guards.

"Oh~"

The four guards' eyes widened in shock. They looked like we were all aware of the goods. Soon they ran in and passed the pass. After a while, they led him into the office building, but Qisha and others were instead caught Blocked outside.

"Big brother! I heard that you have a magic weapon, let me see your knife..."

An old dwarf with a white beard was sitting behind his desk with a can of Budweiser in his hand. The accent sounded a little northeast, much more standard than the Qisha with "socks" in his mouth.

"Look!"

Zhao Guanren handed him the Soul Extinguishing Knife, but the old dwarf stood up excitedly, drew out the knife and stroked it in love with him. He was about to have a heart attack with excitement.

"..."

The old dwarf started talking about dwarves, but after a while he said frustratedly: "This is not a forged knife. It is a magic weapon that was refined by the soul and fire at one go. This kind of supernatural craftsmanship , My family can't match it!"

"Can't fix it?"

Zhao Guanren has always worried that the soul-killing knife will be broken, and the soul-killing knife is broken like a saw.

"I can do nothing! This is the first time I have seen such a magical soldier..."

The old dwarf shook his head and said: "The skill of the soul fire forging knife has always been a distant legend for my clan, but the original owner must have a very tragic story that can damage the blade of this knife. , It must also be a magic weapon!"

"Please help me see this again..."

Zhao Guanren passed the Purple Heart Shield again, and the old dwarf glanced at it and said, "It's just a heart-devouring shield of the Black Demon Race. The ring is strong!"

Zhao Guanren asked in surprise: "Why is it called the Heartbreaking Shield?"

"In fact, this is a trap set by the Dark Demons earlier..."

The old dwarf spread his hand and said: "The Dark Demons deliberately discarded the heart-devouring shield to seduce unknowing human monks. It will unwittingly eat away the minds of human beings, and eventually turn humans into a walking dead, but this pair is dead. It doesn’t matter to the clan, we are the walking dead!"

"Have you not found out that I am a human..."

Zhao Guanren looked at him with a weird face, but the old dwarf said: "Aren't you the big devil? Sooner or later, you will become a dead race. What does it mean earlier, welcome to join the Dead Club!"

"Thank you!"

Zhao Guanren looked at him with an aggrieved look, but the old dwarf pointed to the ice dagger in his waist again, and the two purple fire-eyed thieves said brightly: "Would you like to trade with me? I can help you get the gold Upgrade the ring, and give you a purple-level flame knife, you are very cost-effective!"

"Do you think I'm stupid? But I still have a baby..."

Zhao Guanren took out a plastic bag from his pocket. After opening it was a piece of scorched rotten meat with a piece of broken armor stuck on it. He put it on the table and smiled: "This is authentic five-claw dragon meat, dark The once mount of the Lord, the dragon scales on it!"

"Let me see!"

The old dwarf snatched the dragon meat over, and actually tore off a shredded meat and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it, he exclaimed in surprise: "Dragon meat! It's really dragon meat, I want this one." Dragon Scale, I will give you my best work, you must promise me!"

"No! I want three

Pieces, choose by yourself..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head slightly, the old dwarf smiled like a big sand sculpture, and led him into the warehouse.

After a frantic promotion, Zhao Guanren chose three things that looked very tyrant, and the old dwarf almost broke his belly with a smile.

"Uh~"

The smile of the old dwarf suddenly stagnated, and Zhao Guanren unexpectedly took out a large piece of dragon scale, even larger than his slap.

"How can you do this..."

The old dwarf was almost mad with his head in his arms. When it comes to doing business, the entire dwarf race is not Zhao Guanren's opponent.

"Don't be angry, I can give you this dragon scale..."

Zhao Guanren hugged him and asked in a low voice: "You know! Sometimes we need to do some private things, and I don't want Yong Ye to know, do you have something that locks the magic ring and temporarily suppresses the magic pattern?"

"No! Never..."

The old dwarf shook his head quickly and said: "We have the ability to build the magic ring, but if Yong Ye knows, he will destroy our whole family, and the magic ring can not be built in a few days, at least it takes a few minutes. Months, once the furnace is turned on, we will be finished!"

"That's a shame! I'll make a protective goggles by myself..."

Zhao Guanren put the dragon scale on his chest and gestured, the old dwarf hugged his head and shouted: "No! You can't treat it like this. The dragon scale is a waste in your hands. I can't stand it anymore. I will give you a finished product. Yes, but I will never admit that something happened!"

"Deal!"

Zhao Guanren happily gave him the dragon scales, and the old dwarf opened a secret door thiefly, and opened an iron cabinet engraved with lines with a key, which contained a dozen large and small boxes. , And some are blooming without opening.

"Here you! Leave quickly..."

The old dwarf quickly stuffed him with a box, but as soon as he raised his head, he almost died on the spot. Zhao Guanren actually had a large piece of dragon scale in his hand, and the dragon skin and dragon meat were glued to it, which was not charred.

"Hey~ I want the shiny thing and the big golden chain..."

Zhao Guanren stuffed the dragon scales to him, and took out two things from the cabinet. The old dwarf slumped on the ground softly, tears crisscrossing, and asked in a mournful voice: "How many dragon scales do you have? ?"

"Not much! Just one dragon..."

Zhao Guanren gave a smirk, took a big wooden box and packed all the trophies in it, before the old dwarf hadn't noticed and passed the crossbow, and then ran out like a gust of wind.

Qingsha waited outside the courtyard and asked in surprise: "With such a large box of things, what did you exchange with the old miser?"

"There is a baby! Come with me to see..."

The thief Zhao Guanren smiled and pulled her into the woods. After putting down the box, he took out the heartbreaking shield, held it in front of her and asked, "Are you sure you haven't seen this thing?"

"Cut~"

Qingsha leaned against the tree nonchalantly, and said contemptuously: "My things are gone, how can I remember them all, you take it, you take it, anyway, you have a thick-skinned face, and you want it if you don’t take it. Take it!"

Zhao Guanren said again: "Let me ask, you have Yongye's eyeliner beside you, should you know?"

"I know!"

Qingsha said: "Who doesn’t have Yongye’s eyeliner by his side, the big devil has a carrot and a pit, and the people below are all staring at the devil’s throne. Never say that they will take the initiative to find me. What's the point? Strange?"

"If I say that the matchmaker is a traitor, she is the supervising army sent by Yongye, do you believe it..."

Zhao Guanren looked at her with piercing eyes, Qisha straightened up, and said with an iron face: "You fart! This is absolutely impossible..."