This Plug-in is Too Middle School

Whether others are bad or not, William is not very clear.

But as a lord who lived very close to the dwarves in his previous life, when he was reselling the ore, he would often have some disputes with the dwarves, and he did not use knives with each other.

When the situation is good, there are not a few experiences of being happily sent away by the king-blood dwarf who is in desperate situation.

I didn't expect that in this life, I would actually be the "God of War"...

After William made a complicated calculation, he suddenly felt that this reward was not unacceptable.

Anyway, after breaking 100 physique, his physical defense ability is stronger than ordinary refined steel. Ordinary armor is useless, and if he uses [Body Giant], it will break through, so he doesn't wear armor much. .

In this way, although the [Desolation] that directly "pseudo-magic immunity" is definitely not easy to use, as long as you show your muscles before fighting, you can get a damage increase BUFF for free, so this specialty is not bad.

After accepting all the system rewards this time, William turned his head to look at the hammer that shattered [Lamia's Knuckles] while planning to build a few sets of precious armor for stacking buffs.

Before it became a holy relic, [Lamia's Knuckles] was the tail finger of an ancient tree man. It was originally a particularly strong material. After becoming a holy relic, the strength skyrocketed, and the strength was so strong batch.

And a lich who is a hot chicken in close combat, holding this simple pointed warhammer, can actually split [Lamia's knuckles] abruptly. It must be the hammer's credit. Lich, is he a melee master at the same time?

As for the origin of this hammer... um... amazing power, pointed head, thick bottom, four edges, almost an arm's length from the hammer head to the handle, the whole body is made of metal, and it may have something to do with dwarves...

It sounds a little familiar, but I can't remember it, so I'll just try it out.

Giving up on inferring the origin of this thing, William walked over and bent down, cautiously poking the badly worn animal skin gauntlet on the hammer handle with his finger.

【Pompeii's Slashing Hammer】

【Slash +10】

[Special skill: The ancestor of the hammer, as the first hammer in the whole continent to launch a slash, slash +5]

[Special skill: Pompeii slash, when forging this warhammer, the forger inadvertently incorporated some of his own martial arts concepts, slash +5]

[The slashing warhammer, which was built by Grandmaster Pompeii, who founded the heavy slashing hammer school, is powerful and at the same time a valuable cultural relic, which is of great special significance to the dwarves of the Iron Kettle Department]

"..."

Fog grass! Is it actually "Twenty Cuts"? This thing is actually in the hands of Mamadu now!

After reading the introduction of this pointed hammer, William suddenly widened his eyes in surprise.

The five major tribes of the dwarves are gold stone, silver pottery, copper furnace, iron cauldron, and steel armor, and Pompeii is the name of the first patriarch of the Iron Hammer Department.

Among the dwarves, there are three most famous hammers. One is the [Longshan Warhammer], which represents the throne. The other was destroyed in the war with humans at the end of the Elf Dynasty. How many years of "twenty cuts" can only be found after decades.

"Twenty Slashes" is not an official name, but a nickname given to this warhammer by sand sculpture players, because the main body can [Slash +10], and the two special skills are [Slash +5], which makes this slash. The hammer can provide a total slash of up to 20 points, which has earned it such a nickname as a rather tough melee weapon.

But I'm afraid I won't be able to use it...

After looking at the slashing attribute with a total of 20 points, William sighed regretfully.

The introduction of the system has already written very clearly, "Forged by Pompeii Grandmaster who founded the 'Heavy Slashing Hammer' genre", so this thing is very different from the ordinary hammer, and it is not used to smash people at all. It is used to "cut".

Just like if you haven't learned [Dragon Rider Secret Spear], the cooperation between dragon knight and dragon will be "1+1 less than 2". If you want to use this thing, you must first get "supporting facilities", otherwise you can't get it. clear.

If you haven’t learned the [Heavy Slashing Martial Hammer] of dwarves, and you are not familiar with that special method of transport, then this kind of hammer is not suitable for smashing but only suitable for slashing, maybe there is no dumbbell with a welded handle.

Forget it, take it first! If you can learn [Heavy Slashing Martial Hammer] in the future, then keep it as a trump card. If you really can't learn it or can't learn it, you can also sell it to the Iron Cauldron Dwarf for some good things, such as a large number of excellent Dwarven weapons or something...

After a little calculation of the possible benefits, William's eyes suddenly overflowed with the joy of the harvest.

As expected of a man favored by fate, my trip to the mountain is a **** profit!

Although I felt a little miserable before, Leonard finally did something before he received the lunch, he brought back the dead, and he also gained a bunch of miscellaneous... um... It seems that there are two big gains. , I almost forgot.

After putting away the hammer, William picked up the dwarf lich to restore its shriveled body and put it into the space ring.

Although some of the power of death has been lost, the "lich dry" is still very valuable, and it is still very marketable in the arcane empire. As for what respect for opponents and so on...

I'm sorry, I don't have that noble morals.

Not attacking people who are completely powerless to resist is already a move that William can only make when his morale is at the daily limit. In the face of such a big and valuable lich, it is absolutely impossible not to make good use of it.

William's eyes flickered slightly, and he began to frown and think deeply about how to realize the things that he could not use as soon as possible.

After the Northern Territory is over, you can ask Jose to contact the Chamber of Commerce in the Arcane Empire, and take the initiative to post a message to see if anyone is interested in [Lich Gan] and [Twenty Slash].

Although there is a bounty from the Holy See of Light, I will not be short of money in the future, but there are many treasures that money cannot buy. I hope that this newly released "lich dry" can be exchanged for a little dawn to lead the future. Develop the resources that are in short supply!

In addition to this "lich dry", which is not in good condition, there seems to be another big harvest that will move...

Looking at the corner of the underground palace, it has been "dying" for a long time, but it is not dead, and maybe even "dying" for hundreds of years of [Puppet Dragon], William couldn't help it. He grinned, revealing a happy smile.

Although this guy let himself a [Dragon Hits Chicken] to the end, and even the metal components inside were damaged a lot, but there is a system reward [Accidental Creature Transformation Secret Book], and the internal structure should take some time. can be repaired.

After returning to the territory, squeeze Melanie well, get a large [Sleeping Coffin] out, and repair the body of this old blue dragon, then the desire to become a dragon knight is probably not far away!

After packing all the goods and taking them away, William with a smile led the [Rage Flame Legion] who had come back from the dead to the second floor, and told everyone who was anxiously awaiting the good news that his side had won.

However, just as William was about to greet the cheers, an exclamation suddenly sounded from the crowd on the second floor:

"Bad! Bad!"

The pale Yizhi stood up and stared straight at William, and said with a hesitant expression:

"All the broken chess pieces have been repaired? Haven't Bern and the others... have they also been resurrected?"

William first raised his eyebrows in surprise, then nodded and said:

"Yes, you don't have to be too surprised. The chessboard we entered is like the shadow plane to the main plane. It cannot be divided but does not affect each other. The dead will not be..."

"No! That's not the problem!"

It seems that something extremely terrifying happened, and Iori, a Tier 4 professional, began to tremble.

"If, if the dead person is resurrected at the place where the corpse is located...then...then Byrne has been buried by my own hands!"

"..."

fog! Grass!

Being reminded by him like this, William also thought of a terrible possibility.

Those who died fighting with the dwarves seemed to be buried by them, and the situation at that time was so urgent that there were not enough conditions. Large stones, or the broken weapons of the deceased are inserted as simple tombstones. Naturally, there is no such thing as a coffin.

Then if...they were resurrected at the location of the corpse, wouldn't they have been buried in the soil when they came alive? ? ?

...

Two days later, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Byrne's still-dirty face.

It was obvious that they had won the battle with great difficulty, but if the unexpected damage was added for this reason, it would be a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

Iori, who buried Bourne with her own hands, sat down slowly as if she had collapsed, her face full of fear.

If it was because of such nonsense that he had "buried" his friend with his own hands, he would have remembered it for the rest of his life, and would have been able to suffocate until he died.

William, who was also afraid, clenched his fists, let out a long breath, and bowed to the tired-looking Sand Sculpture Queen on the opposite side:

"Her Majesty, thank you for your willingness to come back early to help them from..."

"I didn't save them. When I came back, they had already been dug out."

While speaking, Varena pointed to William and said:

"Did you use that self-created combat technique on those dwarves?"

William nodded blankly when he heard the words.

"That's right."

The sand sculpture queen nodded and said:

"With the power of your combat skills, many dwarves died... um... not very complete, so not all of them were buried, and some dwarves that were not "tidy" were resurrected directly on the streets of the town of.

After they found out that they were resurrected, they found the burial ground where their own people were buried, and took your people out with them..."

"Not piggybacking! Not piggybacking!"

A short and stout figure hurriedly squeezed out, with a somewhat embarrassed smile on his red face, and a familiar scar on his eyebrows.

After being glanced at by William, the dwarf leader Sancho shivered suddenly, as if remembering some terrifying scene, then stopped abruptly, smiled embarrassingly, and said:

"We deliberately pulled out you... er... your subordinates. After all, since everyone is not dead now, then... can we still sit down and talk?"

"Talk about the fart!"

Before William could answer, Harry, who was beside him, glared suddenly, took off the big axe next to the saddle, and said angrily:

"You **** little dwarfs, each one of you is so bad! You actually took advantage of our lack of people to carry out sneak attacks, causing so many of us to die, and you still have the face to talk to the old men?"

After the dwarf commander heard the words, his old face turned red and then white, but he did not argue rationally, but looked at Bourne, who was still silly next to him, with a pleading look on his face. The rough face was full of bitterness. , almost alive and wrinkled into a "囧" word.

Treated by the "great enemy" and "savior" with such a "humbling" expression, Bourne, who was so silly because of the rest of his life, couldn't help scratching his head. After licking his lips in embarrassment, he habitually looked at Avril. and William.

What he means is that he doesn't know what to do anymore, so it's up to the two of you to make up your mind. After all, my uncle is just a guard, and I have never thought about such a mess.

Looking at him with a look of help, Her Majesty the Queen suddenly pursed her lips a little bit uncontrollably.

After discussing with William for a while, Avril lightly clamped on the horse's belly, urging the horse to take a step forward, and said warmly to the expectant dwarf commander:

"Your Excellency Sancho, even if there is no actual battle damage on our side, but the fact that your tribe broke the agreement and took the initiative to attack, we must not consider it to have never happened."

Hearing her remarks that seemed to be "responsible", the dwarf commander was not only not depressed, but a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

What he was most afraid of was not that he would not be held accountable. The thing that Sancho was most worried about was that William was not going to talk to him and chose to do it directly.

If William took out a big thing without saying a word, and bumped into him again, there would be nothing to mention. And although this situation is unavoidable for a "hemorrhage", at least the lives of himself and his clan should be saved.

Noticing the happy look in the eyes of the dwarf commander, Avril turned her head subconsciously, and glanced at William who happened to be looking over.

This is a fat sheep.

The knife can be a little harder.

Not knowing that the happy expression on his face had been seen, the dwarf commander, whose expression could not be managed well, sighed, lowered his head and bowed deeply:

"You are right, everything is our fault. The dwarves of our silver pottery department never shy away from their own mistakes, and they will definitely bear the losses to you and your subordinates and never shirk!"

Is it over to bear the loss? You're thinking about ass!

Hearing Sancho's seemingly sincere promise, William grinned covertly, knowing that his territory was about to make a fortune soon.

The dwarf leader's talent in warfare may not be bad, but he is not very good at playing tricks. The little thought is written on his face, and he can't hide it.

As a generally rectal race, dwarves are not very good at intrigue, and compared to Avril, who has been grinded out from endless wrangling with major nobles, they are not at all far behind.

If you want to ask how much the difference is, it is comparable to the size gap between the little rich woman and Pomona, and it may even be a little more hurtful.

Sure enough, after entering the town and coming to the dwarves' residence to start negotiations.

Her Majesty the Queen, who is highly talented in government affairs, made Sancho dizzy without much effort. While deeply admitting his mistakes, he signed a contract for himself and most of the clan that almost reached the level of "selling one's body". Equality Agreement.

And the specific content of this agreement is enough to make a certain banshee in Dawn Collar be so happy that even in the deepest sleep, she can laugh out loud while riding on the old quilt with patches on top of it.

Except for a few teams that escorted the news of [Longshan Warhammer], the rest of the dwarves will stay in Flange and work for ten years in the alchemy workshop that has not yet been built in Daybreak!

And it's still pure white! In addition to food and accommodation, the kind that does not pay for a copper carper, and even the work clothes when working as a child, you have to find a way to get extra money to buy them. The dwarf oil was sold.

After William and the others left with satisfaction, the dwarf commander lay on his back on the chair in the room with a pale face, and sat up as if he had collapsed for a long time. tone.

I'm having such a hard time.

At this time, a young dwarf behind him approached with a dismayed expression, stretched out two slaps and gestured left and right, and said resentfully:

"Uncle Sancho! Isn't it a bit too cruel for you to sign this contract for us? That's ten years! If we go back next time..."

"Bah! I still use your **** to teach?"

The dwarf commander glared, and in an instant he recovered from prostration to a vigorous appearance. He picked up the collar of the young dwarf's neck, lifted the man up and kicked him **** the buttocks.

"You're so capable, why didn't you say anything just now? Huh? Now that everyone has left, they came to complain to your old uncle? I think you're a little bastard!"

"I wouldn't dare...

The young dwarf who was kicked on the buttocks screamed twice, was thrown down and ran away, then stretched out his hand and rubbed his buttocks and muttered softly:

"That guy named William is too fierce. At first, he could block us for hundreds of kills, and now he has caught the big guy in the underground palace alive. I am really afraid of him. Look at him more. His eyes wanted to shiver a little~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he said this, he really shivered suddenly, and said with lingering fears:

"Uncle Sancho, you don't know! When he stood beside the human woman with a stern face, those eyes were like small knives slashing. , how dare I speak..."

Are you afraid that people are afraid of this? you asshole! Shame! Do not! Lose the dwarf!

After hearing his words, Sancho's big eyes were like copper bells, and he slammed the table in anger, got up and ran over. .

"If you dare not speak, shall I?"

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I originally wanted to secretly make a small change, but I failed to complete the third change, and only wrote two and a half changes, which is really the first productive force.

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, four more tomorrow.