This is an ancient iron-wood box with velvet padding, and four axes, hammers, hoes and sickles that look like pocket toys are embedded inside.

“&%￥!”

The small one was taken out of the box, and Wutong chanted a spell carved on the cover of the tool box. With a "huh", the pocket hammer suddenly expanded into a super sledgehammer with a hammer head as big as a gasoline barrel!

The sledgehammer that hit the ground with the "bang" sound showed a dark metallic luster. The ancient and mysterious dark patterns twisted all over the entire hammer body. This thing was not for humans of normal body shape. Wutong's arm holding the hammer handle was almost dislocated by the giant hammer that fell freely!

Shaking his arm, Wutong pointed to Xiaoxiao at the super sledgehammer: "Xiaoxiao! Come and try this!"

Xiaoxiao widened her cute round almond eyes, jumped around the sledgehammer twice, and smiled happily: "Wow! This hammer is so big!"

Of course it's big! This thing seems to be used by a giant. The little loli's little one could not even hold the hammer handle as thick as a sea bowl. She could only stretch out two slender pink arms and barely hold it. With a slight force, she raised the hammer with a "whistle" and waved happily!

Wutong involuntarily took a few steps back to avoid the wind pressure generated by the barrel-shaped hammer head, which was larger than the gasoline barrel, when it moved in the air. The little loli was not waving the hammer, but shaking it with a large pillar.

"It seems too big?"

Wutong measured the little loli with some suspicion, whose body was half as tall as the hammer. Even Jiongjiong looked at the little loli with a daze and looked at it. He whined in a low voice and hid his little hammer behind him.

"This is good! This is good! Xiaoxiao likes this hammer!"

The little loli didn't bother at all. She ran around happily holding the huge hammer. She waved back and forth a few waves and roared angrily, scaring the crowd around her back and forth, and retreating. Not to mention the power, this pressure is too terrible. If you have this thing, what kind of combat skills can you use? No matter what type of enemy it is, just hit it with one hammer.

Seeing a little loli running around holding a huge hammer, Wutong smiled speechlessly and was so talented that she was a priest. Wutong suspected that even if the dwarfs and the orcs and Grom were on the same side, Xiaoxiao could kill them in seconds.

"All right"

Wutong looked at it and Xiaoxiao eliminated it, and then stuffed it to a big stick that was carrying an ordinary big wooden stick. After all, he is his own younger brother now, so he should take care of what he should take care of.

After looking at the rest, I gave it to her to try

Surprisingly, I don’t know what material it was made of. I originally thought that this giant war sickle with long chains would be very heavy, but after I got to Sala, I didn’t ask her to bear the weight at all. Instead, I was light and floating around her like a breathless hydrogen balloon, which would not affect Sala’s flying ability at all!

Wutong, who was in high spirits, simply got into A Dai's arm and turned it into a terrible monster with a hoe on the left and right axe. If it were put on the battlefield, A Dai would definitely be a terrible human-type chariot. The only thing that ruined the atmosphere was A Dai's embarrassing face, which was too unintimidating.

"Perfect! OK! Xiaoxiao! Let's go!"

Wutong stopped Xiaoxiaobali, who was interested in Ah Dai

Nodded with satisfaction, Wutong folded it and looked no different from ordinary thick linen. She was too busy recently and didn't think about how to deal with this guy. She could only watch him temporarily and find a way to deal with him when she had time.

Summoned the dragon eagle A Zi, Wutong flashed on the back of the dragon eagle, which was gradually becoming more and more powerful, and sat in the specially made air riding saddle. With one move, he pulled the little loli into his arms and left Obsidian City to go out for a walk.

"Master! Don't leave me behind! Take your cleanest and most white loyal servant, right?"

I was anxious to find that the big stick with absolutely no position on the back of the dragon eagle. Since Wutong ordered the skeletons to clean up these dirty goblins with stinks, they felt that they had never been so clean in their lives. They even developed some self-confidence. When the strong owner of his family walked there, he wanted to follow him and show his diligence, trying hard to hold his master's thighs tightly, and brush his favorability wildly.

Following A Zi, who had already started to flap her wings, was running wildly, while begging, "The big stick that had lived a good life some time ago, and the round and short winter melon figure was hard for it to roll and crawl up."

Under Wutong's control, A Zi circled low on the big stick head for two weeks. Suddenly, she swooped out her claw and grabbed it, screaming and roaring.

The shrill screams from the sky caused the players on the ground to look up in shock and look at the players in the Obsidian Collar activity are already familiar with the Dragon Eagle Squad or Griffon Squad that passes by from time to time in the air. It is difficult to have any other thoughts except envy.

However, the patrolling Dragon Eagle Squad and the Griffin Squad are usually operated together by four or ten riders. The lonely Dragon Eagle Knight is rarely seen, especially the Dragon Eagle Knight who is as leisurely as this one, who controls the mount and grabs the goblin, is really rare.

After all, although whether the quality of the mount is good or bad, is a tall horse or a donkey or a mule, or a mount is already widely popular among the player class, there are still only a few players with air riding.

This flying mount is not something that money can definitely be obtained, so most players can only settle for the second best and try to get a high-quality mount, especially

I really don’t have that ability, so I can go directly to the ordinary horse farms in various cities and buy a slow horse or a bad horse with the map area of ​​"Endless". If I don’t get a transportation tool, I’d like to die if I go out to fight monsters, I won’t take you to play with me, so I run too slowly.

The little loli was dancing in Wutong's arms and screaming and laughing, making Wutong sweat coldly. She hugged her tightly, for fear that she would fall down. This little guy's courage would be too big, right?

It seems that I have never seen her afraid of anything. Wutong had seen her and Jiongjiu run to the forest to catch those fat, soft, and fur-like terrible insects. You can let Wutong treat the insects as monsters, but you let Wutong use it to catch the insects directly. When you think about Wutong, you will feel that your hair is standing up!

When they passed the obsidian-linked gray wilderness, players below the "rented" battle fortress from the obsidian-linked, scattered like chessboards, and after crossing the "Wall of Bones" guarded by the "Mingyan Sect", a large number of Kannas Undead Legion, which was like white sesame seeds, were moving in the wilderness, like the splashes of water stirred by the waves, shattering wave after wave on the reefs made of the battle fortresses.

In a corner of the ground, under the shadow of a big tree that had withered for many years, a shadow raised his head and looked at the dragon eagle that had passed by lightning in the air. He looked at the target that had been tracking for several hours. He hesitated for a moment, his body shook slightly, his shadow took off from his feet, but his body suddenly jumped into the air, and a pair of huge bat wings spread out from behind, and he slapped a few times, chasing the dragon eagle that had only had black spots left.

After a squirming, he turned into a figure that was exactly the same as him, and continued to squat in the shadow of the big tree.

A Zi under the seat suddenly let out a high-pitched eagle roar, and the speed of flying suddenly slowed down. A figure suddenly appeared above them, with his wings closed and he fell down. He did not sit down on the back of the eagle that had already sat on two people. He just held his arms and stood straight behind Wutong and Xiaoxiao, steadily following the dragon eagle's flight.

The crackling gray cloak wrapped tightly in the air was blown by the strong wind, and no low and hoarse voice sounded: "Where to go?"

"Uh, go to the barbarian tribe to have a look!"

Wutong looked back at Wu, whose face was shrouded in the shadow of the hood, and sweated for a while. Is this guy so elusive and handsome?

"By the way! Look at this!" As he said that, Wutong took out the one and threw it to Wu behind him.

The way to view the content is different from Wutong. He just held the crystal ball and gently approached his forehead, closed his eyes and "thought" for a while, and threw the crystal ball back to Wutong, and his tone said without fluctuation: "I don't know"

Wutong sweated, can you say a few more? If you don’t understand what you said, the meaning of Wu is obviously that he doesn’t know the intention of the werewolf leader. After all, he is not familiar with the other party, but he just knows that the other party is an extremely special character in the wolf clan, and the id is called "Lucif".

It seems that we can only try to leave the marks mentioned by the werewolf leaders in the capitals of various countries before looking at the situation. However, the werewolf leader Lucifer did not expect that the one he used to send the message would fall on a guy who had something to do with his old enemy. If he knew that the crystal ball actually fell on Wu, he would probably vomit blood in anger?

"Mu, I want a coffin!"

It was difficult to chat with this guy Wu, so Wushu didn't know that, Wutong did not continue to worry about him, but instead played with the little loli in his arms. After a while, a word suddenly appeared. Wutong couldn't hear clearly in the whistling wind, and turned back in shock: "What did you just say?"

"Coffin! I want a coffin!" Wu Yiran said mindlessly.

Wutong asked a little crazy: "What are you doing for a coffin? I'm uh!"

He suddenly realized that it was nothing but a vampire! The coffin he wanted was not an ordinary coffin for corpses, but a special one for the blood clan!

The blood clan

Not all coffins are suitable. In folk legends, vampires often hide in coffins in nearby cemeteries during the day to avoid the sun. Wutong, who learned about the vampire habits, can tell you responsibly that the vampire is definitely a low-level vampire traveling outside, otherwise they would not have just found a stinky coffin to get into it.

The true blood clans (not low-level blood servants and blood slaves) all claim to be nobles, and within their system, they really have the title level they are called. Their long, almost immortal life gives them enough time to learn anything they are interested in, which also leads to the blood clans being often very knowledgeable, and the customs and folk customs and etiquette they master will gradually change their temperament and make them look very aristocratic.

The long life also gives them too much time to plunder wealth. Boring life always requires all kinds of interesting things to do, right? So the life of the blood clan is often extremely extravagant and luxurious, which leads to that even if the vampire does not have the title of aristocratic, it looks more aristocratic than most nobles.

In this case, how could a real blood clan drill into a coffin filled with corpse liquid and bone residue?

The coffins they use must be special products with extremely special materials. In addition to the appearance of a coffin according to the habits of the blood clan, they also need to undergo complex and cumbersome alchemy processing and portrayal arrays inside. Some blood clans with artistic talents will even decorate their coffins with beautiful and illusory decorations.

This has led to the obsession of some collectors in the secular world who have special collection habits, and they are obsessed with the coffin of the blood clan. It is worth collecting the artwork. These people usually have no good ending, because any complete coffin of the blood clan has a master. Once the owner dies, the coffin must be damaged first.

Wu suddenly asked Wu Tong for a coffin. Wu Tong could not find a coffin shop casually and buy him a wooden coffin. For the life of the blood clan, it was impossible for the vampire to use wooden coffin. After all, in addition to their beds, it was also their life-saving thing. No one knew when it would come in handy. Of course, the stronger the manufacturing, the better.

Wutong scratched her ears and faces for a while. A coffin was nothing with the financial resources of "Secret Shadow". However, according to the requirements of none, the appearance and comfort of the coffin were not important. What is important is its recovery and resurrection function. If you want to make a coffin have, the casting materials used to engrave the rune array is an amazing cost.

If it is a problem that gold coins can solve, it is not a problem. The problem is that many of the rare special casting materials are simply unavailable. In addition, during the manufacturing process, a large amount of blood essence from powerful creatures is needed to soak and water the coffin to make it have the ability to recover and resurrect and resurrect.

Going to find the blood essence of powerful creatures on Wutong? Without the current level 4 strength, the powerful creatures he needs cannot be lower than level 6, right?

Fortunately, Wuye did not need a coffin as a resting place immediately. This can be done slowly. With his current strength, as long as he does not challenge monsters that exceed his abilities, he will basically not be so unlucky that he needs to resurrect himself, right?

"etc!"

When he was about to reach the vicinity of Mankol's "Storm Tribe", Wutong accidentally swept into the forest in the distance. He suddenly remembered that in the dungeon of the Di Spirit Hall, wasn't there a luxurious dragon coffin of the "Sleeping Beauty" elf dragon worshiper? Maybe moving that thing back first can save a lot of the material cost?

Although it's not short of money now, Wutong, who is used to being poor, couldn't help but calculate carefully, thinking that after going to "Storm Tribe", he would go to the Dungeon Temple of Diling Temple again, where there are four teleportation points to be dug back and used.

Suddenly, Wutong, who was in a better mood, patted the root of the wings of the dragon eagle A Zi, and the big bird of the divine horse made a loud roar through the golden cracked stone. It quickly retracted its wings and dived towards the huge tribe below.

In "The Storm Tribe", a large number of roars were roaring and rushed out of their tents. They were all holding terrifying weapons, and there were already fierce guys who started to throw guns into the air. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations. Monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation.
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