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Of course, it is inevitable to be afraid of flattery in the spicy chicken system, but in the end it was directly sealed by the ancient wilderness. If word spreads, he has used the power of miracles to transcend in nine thousand years, and has reached the upper-level transcendence sequence, then How terrible it is that there is no need for the main body to instill power, and it can even feed back to the main body.
In the endless deep space just now, the main body has already been contacted. The main body already knows all about the acquisition of the miracle side. The matter of deducing the path is left to the main body, and he, this cute new trumpet, can witness the miracle. side of civilization.
"Bart, old Bart, damn drunkard, where have you been?"
"The best tobacco from my hometown. If you don't come out, I will sell it to a grocery store."
At this time, an old dwarf wearing a blue cloak and dusty with dust appeared at the door of the blacksmith shop. He yelled at Old Bart's blacksmith shop. His loud voice could definitely be heard halfway through the street.
"Wagel, you old guy, you're finally here!"
"According to time, you should have come three months ago. Did you get sucked dry by that succubus on the way?"
"Xie Te, give me the tobacco quickly."
Old Bart ran out of the tavern next door and looked at the dwarf in front of him with a red face. He went up and gave him a huge hug. The etiquette of dwarves has always been so rough and simple.
"Hey! Old drunkard, all the Miracle Doors have been destroyed. I came all the way here."
¡°It¡¯s not just me, many large chambers of commerce are now trapped in Green City and cannot get out.¡±
"It's getting more and more uneasy. I hope a miracle will come and we can survive this disaster."
Wagel was an old dwarf with a big red nose. He was sitting at the door of the blacksmith shop. He let out a long sigh and suddenly saw Guhuang coming from behind. He couldn't help but take a few more glances out of curiosity.
"Wagel, his name is Wu Shisan, he was brought by Mu Mu."
"Tell me, what kind of disaster is it? Can't the strong men of Green City solve it?"
"The Lord of the City is a strong man who has mastered high-level miracles. The Miracle Sword in his hand was blessed by the Lady of Miracles."
Old Bart smelled strongly of alcohol, and now he was quite sober. If Green City couldn't stop the disaster, then who else could.
"Old drunkard, your thinking is too simple. It takes three days to use the power of a high-level miracle. Although the Miracle Sword has been blessed, the level of disaster is too terrifying."
"It is infinitely close to the nightmare level. It is rumored that nightmare level existences will produce nightmare masters, who are equivalent to the controllers of holy-level miracle power."
"There is only one high-level miracle expert in Green City, and only the main city of Ania Province has several holy-level miracle experts. Without the blessing of the Miracle Gate, even a miracle creation would take ten days to arrive."
"Once the disaster is promoted to the nightmare level, it is enough to turn everything within a thousand miles of Green City into a domain of disaster. Now all the Lord of Green City can do is to send legions to stop the growth of the disaster. When I came here, I had already heard about the disaster. The camp has been moved with you."
"The legion stationed here alone cannot stop the expansion of the disaster, and it is said that the disaster this time comes from death"
"Old drunkard, there will be peace for a few days"
Wagel took out a palm-sized card from his backpack, and poured out countless fine iron, copper, mithril and other materials from it, which was enough to pile it up into a small mountain. Finally, he took out another He picked up a small cloth bag, which contained fine tobacco, but there was also a melancholy look on his face.
"Wu Shisan, go to the third cabinet behind the counter. There is a wooden box with a second-level miracle gift card in it. Go and get it for me immediately."
Old Bart looked back at Guhuang and then gave the order.
Guhuang quickly walked over and took out a white card from it, about the size of a palm, with strange lines on one side and blank without any pattern on the other side.
interesting?
Is Miracle Civilization very compatible? This is obviously a method on the card side. It seems that miracles are really omnipotent.
A high-level miracle should be equivalent to the seventh or eighth level of cultivation.
A holy-level miracle is equivalent to a saint who controls the level of rules.
It doesn¡¯t matter, since we only have a hundred years, I can afford to wait and see how far this miraculous civilization can go.
At this time, Guhuang walked up to Old Bart with the card, and saw Old Bart throw the card over with his backhand, and all the materials on the ground were collected in it.
"OldOld BartWagel, quicklygive it to me quicklyThey repair weapons. "
"In one hour, I will give you a hundred Miracle Gold Coins. You will repair these weapons, and I will rush to find the priest in the church to bless them."
"Many undead have already run outside our camp, and the defense line is less than a hundred miles away. I must repair it within an hour."
The elf lady Mu Mu ran over panting, took out a weapon card, and poured out hundreds of broken weapons, including shields, armor, bows and arrows, short axes
"Wagel, old man, help me!"
"Nothing can be done to let these damn undead trample our camp."
"Mumu, this is the repair fee. We only charge the cost price and use these weapons to kill all the undead."
Old Bart woke up instantly, grabbed a few weapons with a hammer, went to the workbench next to him, and started repairing them. Wagel also took off his cloak, revealing his strong muscles. He picked up a big hammer and began to repair the broken weapon.
Guhuang was not idle either. He watched the two old dwarves repairing weapons, and presented each one to him after repairing it. However, he could tell at a glance that these weapons that had been repaired for the second time would eventually be used for battle, even if they were used for battle. Collapse, even if it is blessed with the power of miracles, can only be used a limited number of times.
"Wu Shisan, how are you doing here? Is there anyone causing trouble for you?"
"No."
"Wu Shisan, what is your hometown like? Is there any miracle island that is beautiful?"
"No."
"Wu Shisan, after we defeat the undead disaster, I will take you to the church and ask the priest to test whether you have the potential to become a miracle warrior, okay?"
"not good."
"Alas! I said Wu Shisan, I am your savior, why are you so cold to me."
"Miss Mumu, I will definitely repay you for your life-saving grace, but the two masters are busy now. Please don't make any noise or affect the work of the two masters."
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Facing Guhuang¡¯s indifference, Miss Elf couldn¡¯t help grinding her teeth in anger. If she hadn¡¯t seen him as a mortal, she would have really wanted to beat him up.
¡°Bang!¡±
"I'm exhausted. I finally fixed it. Wagel, your skills have not fallen behind."
"Old drunkard, of course."
More than half an hour later, Wagel and Old Bart took the wet towel from Guhuang, and each dropped the hammer. Finally, all the weapons were repaired. Even Wagel was quite satisfied with Guhuang and was very happy. He is a diligent young man.
"This is the repair fee. You keep it. In addition, I will pay him ten gold coins to hire him for half a day. Old Bart, do you have any objection?"
The elf lady Mu Mu took out a bag of gold coins, glanced at the ancient wilderness next to her, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of revenge.
"Mumu, you brought us here, you can use them if you want."
Old Bart took the money bag with a smile. As for Wu Shisan, he was automatically ignored. The little girl got angry and wanted to punish her.
"Wu Shisan, from now on, you obey my command."
¡°Take these weapons and armors and move them to the church to the east for this lady.¡±
Elf Miss Mu Mu pinched her waist with both hands, with an extremely proud smile on her face. She wanted to deal with this guy severely, but he dared to be so cold to me. The lightest weapons here weigh ten kilograms, and you are a weak mortal. , let¡¯s see how you beg for mercy later.
"good!"
Guhuang responded and found a rope from the blacksmith shop. Under the shocked eyes of Old Bart, Wagel and Mu Mu, he made the rope into a net bag and hundreds of weapons, armor and shields. , forming a super large baggage, which was carried on the shoulder with the backhand, and walked towards the church to the east step by step.
"Old drunkard, is he really a mortal? The weapons, armor and shields here add up to at least two thousand kilograms, and he just carried them away."
"Old man, how did I know?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know either."
The elf girl Mu Mu chased away, following Guhuang from a distance, as if she had seen a ghost. A mortal was carrying a two thousand kilogram weight on his back. His face was not red, he was not out of breath, he was calm and leisurely. Walking to the church, this person is really a mortal. Could he be the legendary cultivator from Kyushu?
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