We monsters don't want to die

This is not the living area of ​​the Dragon Clan, is it?

Why does the black dragon act as the guardian of the elven city-state?

Although his mind was full of question marks, and he was extremely afraid of the black dragon lord, what Olaf received was a death order——

No matter what method is used, White Light City must be included in the Arathi Kingdom's sphere of influence!

For this reason, Olaf felt that he had to investigate carefully.

Let's start with that one, the Black Dragon Lord.

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Chapter 64 You are out of equipment (recommended ticket for the third update)

The burning furnace, with every impulse of the magic blower, will burn a more vigorous red flame.

The sound of forging iron hitting the quenched weapon one after another, the sound of ping-pong-pong made the hearts of the chosen ones queuing outside the blacksmith's shop tremble.

This is the blacksmith shop outside the White Light Forest [Temple].

Working in the blacksmith shop is the blacksmith copper hammer that Wu Di just hired.

And the people queuing up outside are the Doomsday Terminator who made the entire cyber world frightened, the God's Chosen one known as the fourth natural disaster!

However, unlike the descriptions of madness, killing, chaos, and evil in the legend, the chosen ones here are very well-behaved.

At the door of the blacksmith shop, there is a bilingual service instruction sheet and price list in cyber and Chinese.

Among them, in the column of an enhancement, it is marked in detail:

[Young model in the clubhouse, or go to work in the sea, it all depends on this hammer, it is life]

[Level 50 enhancement: 99% of the equipment's selling price, [-]% success rate]

[Level 100 enhancement: 80% of the equipment's selling price, [-]% success rate]

[Third-level enhancement: 150% of the equipment's selling price, 70% success rate]

[Level 200 enhancement: 50% of the price of the equipment, [-]% success rate]

[Level 250 enhancement: 30% of the price of the equipment, [-]% success rate]

"I'm stupid, the success rate is so high?"

A LV5 player [The Last Protoss] stood in an orderly queue, looked at the enhancement description column in front of him, and muttered to himself in surprise.

"Shh!"

The players lined up in front of and behind him all turned around and booed him.

A LV10 player [Feilong 527] behind him whispered:

"If you want to look at the probability of success, I'm afraid you can sell out all your pants if you can't be strong. The probability of this panel is a fart. Strengthening this thing depends on metaphysics!"

"Maybe metaphysics?"

[The Last Protoss] I'm a little confused:

"What kind of metaphysics is this?"

"Fuck, don't you read the forum strategy posts? So many big bosses summed it up with blood and tears, and [Yourong] local tyrant wrote [Recording the tenth weapon I broke], which is very detailed."

[Feilong 527] pointed to the copper hammer of the blacksmith who was forging in front, and said:

"First of all, it depends on the mood of the blacksmith Tonghammer. It's very simple to judge. If you come to see him forging iron in the morning, if you work hard for more than an hour, you are generally in a good mood."

[Fat Dragon 527] After finishing speaking, Tong Hammer put down his big hammer, sat at the door, took out a pipe, and then pointed to the burning furnace.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

"Grass mud horse don't grab me!"

"roll roll roll!"

The few people who lined up in front immediately became agitated, and one or two rushed to the furnace.

The last shield defense battle with all strength attributes [Master Ouhuang poi] still had the upper hand and squeezed the others away.

Then he directly stretched his hand into the furnace, and took out a few pieces of red-hot charcoal without changing his face.

The gauntlet on his hand was burning a bit, but [Master Ouhuang poi] did not change his expression, he crushed the charcoal into small pieces, and handed it to the copper hammer.

The copper hammer put the charcoal block into the pipe and took a silent puff.

"call……"

He leisurely exhaled a mouthful of black smoke.

"I'm in a hurry! A good opportunity has come!"

[Feilong 527] patted [The Last Protoss] excitedly, and said:

"See, the blacksmith has started pumping out charcoal! I'm so stupid, the success rate is at least 80% and it's going up!"

[Feilong 527] The voice was a bit loud, and the people around hurriedly whispered:

"Hush! Don't disturb the blacksmith's good mood!"

[Feilong 527] He raised his hand to apologize, and quickly stopped talking.

In the long queue, the players didn't even dare to fart.

I saw the blacksmith taking a few puffs of charcoal, then stood up, with a pipe in his mouth, and a [Enhanced Hammer] on the side.

[Master Ouhuang poi] Immediately handed over his shield.

My tense legs tremble a little.

[Master Ouhuang poi] Staring at the shield that was placed on the table, he saw the blacksmith's copper hammer raised the hammer high.

As the hammer fell, there was a [pong] sound, followed by a burst of light from the shield.

"I'm stupid! My fucking shield has finally been strengthened to the third level!!!"

[Master Ouhuang poi] Holding up the shield, he shouted excitedly, jumping up and down.