Chaos Le Zilong's Journey Through the Heavens

Ronnie's skill [Blacksmithing from Beginner to Graveyard] is more like a passive skill, which can enhance Ronnie's talent in forging.

And it's not just about simply crafting weapons and armor, but also engraving magic runes related to forging can help.

After a while of hammering around, I tried to forge some weapons, armor and the like.

Ronnie fell silent as he looked at the finished weapons and armor in front of him.

Picking up a long sword and looking at the magic runes that had just been engraved on it, Ronnie flicked his fingers, and with a click, the long sword broke into two pieces.

He took out another set of armor and poked it with his fingernail, and a hole appeared.

Seeing this, Ronnie scratched his head in annoyance, and with a breath of dragon breath, he destroyed all the defective products in front of him, leaving only one or two pieces of equipment that he was satisfied with.

There was no way. Ronnie only had some very basic metals on hand. Even if his forging skills were superb, he couldn't make any good equipment due to the limitations of the materials themselves.

Just as Ronnie walked out of the forge, thinking about how to get some magic metal, Neo came over and told him that Hogg wanted to see him.

Hearing this, Ronnie nodded and planned to meet his dependent.

Back in the cave, Ronnie lay on the mountain of gold coins, head down, looking at Hogg and other races kneeling below.

The height of Hogg and other racial leaders is generally between two and five meters, but compared to Ronnie's height of nearly forty meters, they are too small.

In order to avoid getting tired, Ronnie simply reduced his size to about ten meters, and the space suddenly became much more spacious.

Hogg and the others were not surprised to see this scene. After all, dragons were the most powerful race in the world and were born with the ability to master extremely advanced dragon language magic. It was normal for them to shrink in size.

"Hogg, right? I heard about you from Salman. You have achieved so much in just ten years. You have done a good job."

Hearing Ronnie's praise, Hogg was very excited, and even the tail behind him began to shake slightly.

"Thank you for your compliment, great Dragon King. This is what a follower should do."

As he spoke, Hogg waved his hand, signaling the gnolls behind him to come over.

As several ogres brought in large boxes, Ronnie could see clearly what was inside. They were actually pieces of raw gold ore.

"These are the gifts we gnolls pay to you. Although they are far less than your treasures, they are also our token of appreciation. But please forgive us, Dragon King. We do not have good smelting technology and cannot smelt these gold mines into gold."

Hearing this, Ronnie looked at Hogg with a strange look. Logically speaking, as a low-level sub-human, the level of civilization of the gnolls should not be so high. How come they are so good at flattery?

Putting aside his doubts for the moment, Ronnie waved his hand and lifted the gold mines with telekinesis, then exhaled dragon breath to remove the impurities, leaving only the purest gold.

Shaping it into a golden ball, the soft gold was kneaded at will in Ronnie's hands like plasticine.

"I am very satisfied."

After saying that, Ronnie thought for a moment and threw a long-handled battle axe he had made earlier to Hogg.

"A reward for you."

The battle axe was completely black, and the axe blade was like a crescent moon, flashing with a cold light, and the magic inscriptions engraved on it were faintly glowing.

Hogg was extremely excited as he looked at the weapon in front of him which was infinitely more powerful than his own axe made of crude iron.

But knowing that dragons love treasures, he was not carried away by it. After all, this weapon was obviously a magic weapon, and this kind of thing would usually become a dragon's collection.

Is Ronnie testing himself?

Hogg, feeling that he knew the correct answer, knelt down.

"Great Dragon King, this reward is too precious. I am not worthy of it."

Seeing his reaction, Ronnie clicked his tongue. Through the memory of the dragon's inheritance, he knew very well what kind of character dragons were. Even kind dragons like golden dragons were extremely greedy for money, not to mention other dragons.

Knowing that he might be accused of being greedy, Ronnie curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"You'll take it if I tell you to, or do you think I'll like this kind of crap?"

Hogg opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing and took the battle axe with gratitude.

At the same time, he was thinking that Ronnie didn't seem to be a vicious and cruel dragon. At least he was very good to his followers.

After putting away his battle axe, Hogg pointed to the three leaders next to him and introduced them one by one.

"Great Dragon King, these are the leaders of the tribes that have surrendered. If you wish, they can be taken as your followers."

After he finished speaking, Ronnie did not reply for a long time, and the trolls, mountain spiders and sandrat leaders felt Ronnie's gaze, their bodies stiffened and they became more and more afraid.

There was no way. Although Ronnie had shrunk his body, the dragon power that he emanated involuntarily was enough to suppress them. Hogg, who was present and had become Ronnie's follower, could not feel it so obviously.

However, the main reason why Ronnie didn't say anything was because the three guys in front of him looked so ugly.

Not to mention the three-meter-tall purple spider, what about the mouse that was only fifty centimeters tall? If he wasn't careful, Ronnie felt like he could kill a bunch of them with one foot.

The only one who looked okay was the troll, but he had a broken hand.

Seeing Ronnie's gaze change from scrutiny to disgust, the three leaders panicked and fell to their knees, fearing that Ronnie would be unhappy and kill them with a breath of dragon breath.

Hogg, on his part, also pleaded for them.

"Great Dragon King, these three are still very useful. The trolls are brave and good at fighting. The fangs and various spider silks of mountain spiders are also good fighting methods. Although the sandraven have little fighting ability, they can also find various ores. Those gold mines were found by them. Taking them as your followers will definitely be useful to you."

After hearing this, Ronnie curled his lips.

"Okay, since you said so, then accept them as your dependents."

After that, the three leaders breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Roni picked up the leader of the mole men and, ignoring his horrified expression, asked, "Can you really search for all kinds of ores? Can you also find magic ores?"

After hearing this, even though he was about to piss himself with fear, the Sandshrew still spoke stutteringly.

"Yes... yes, our Rat People's racial talent is to find various minerals."

Ronnie nodded and put him down.

"Okay, from now on, your clan will search for various metal ores in the nearby mountains. After marking them, tell Salman to summon the undead to mine."

Hearing this, Salman, who was reading a book in the other half of the cave, blinked in confusion.

No, why did you ask him to dig the mountain again? The undead are the representatives of evil and death. Although they don't get tired, are you really using them as laborers?