The slaves were shocked.

Standing at the feet of this rock puppet with a height of twelve blades, they suddenly felt that they were extremely small. Even the arrogant mammoth warrior couldn't help but tighten his crotch. Almost everyone could not feel the existence of the sky!

This large piece of stone, which grew limbs and heads like humans. And the hands that could almost hold the dragon's throat, were constantly opening and closing the five fingers that were burning with green flames.

When the wind blows gently, the flame head keeps floating.

Prince Mag blinked, unable to believe everything he saw.

"Oh my God, this can catch up with a Behemoth beast!"

All Bemon's eyes were pounding wildly. In their eyes, only Bemon's giant beetle could grow so tall and be comparable to it.

Iverson held his head up and looked at Yang Dashuan and kept wiping his nose. "Dad, do you think I can grow so tall in the future? Because Sanniang said that I inherited your inheritance and I will be very short in the future!"

According to Yang Dashuan's size of a blade is not short for humans.

But compared to Bemon or other natives on the wasteland, Yang Dashuan is even a dwarf.

I'll fuck!

Iverson's words immediately made Yang Dashuan's eyes moist.

No matter how short you are, you are still five blades tall.

This girl Joan of Arc is definitely itchy.

Yang Dashuan swallowed his saliva. He had just thought about it. According to his magic power at the level of the magician, being able to summon two at one time was the limit. However, if we had to calculate based on the magic power recovered by the "Glorious Halo" attached to the territory, then after three hours, Yang Dashuan could summon the third rock puppet!

What a terrifying strength this is!

From the outside, this rock puppet is almost the same as that of the Titan Giant.

Titan giants can hunt dragons!

"Absolutely Boolean!" Mag walked to Yang Dashuan tremblingly and respectfully raised his thumb. "Your Highness, I have only seen an acrobat once in my life - Magic Wan Liu's juggling. I dare say that you rank second on this continent, and no one dares to rank first. Look at the flames on this Titan giant, how much like that."

"Juggling?" It was Yang Dashuan's turn this time. "Dear Your Highness, I am an authentic magician."

"Demon...Demon...Master?" His Highness Mag sucked his garlic nose without taste, and looked at this thug-like human in disbelief. Just from his obvious figure with violent characteristics, Mag could not find any trace of the unrestrained and irrelevant things that the magician had. "You are not kidding me, are you?"

"Magic!" Yang Dashuan obviously forgot that he could not do anything except two summoning techniques.

"The God of War is here!" His Highness Mag exclaimed. Obviously, Mag had attributed Yang Dashuan to guys who like to blow Boer, and was full of nonsense. How could such a young magician be so young?

Ajalish and Sbart were filled with tears.

This is the legendary "elemental summoning technique". I didn't expect that they would still be able to see it in their lifetime.

It turns out that a real person does not reveal his appearance, and a real person does not reveal his appearance.

"How about it? With this thing, I can definitely make everyone fall down in the 'Good Man' competition in the 'Ten Years'." Yang Dashuan pulled off one of the exposed nose hair and became arrogant. "Now I lack a handy artifact."

Ten...ten...years in the year!

Mag was shocked.

He couldn't figure out whether this guy was joking or serious.

"Okay, okay. Let's go to work." Yang Dashuan waved his hand and drove away a group of slaves who were watching the fun. "By the way, Prince Mag. I heard Viscount Vimede say that you also went to the Middle East to participate in the 10th century. We will be our opponents by then. You have to show mercy! I've seen your 'Thunder Lizard', that thing is very arrogant!"

No matter how arrogant you are, why don’t you fall down when you see this thing?

Mag shivered.

His eyes trembled. When he saw the rock giant walking, the entire ground couldn't help but shake.

This thing is not something you can do by juggling.

Prince Mag swallowed his saliva, and he was still a little unbelievable. "Prince Roger, as far as I know, the Principality of Edfran has already recommended people to participate in the 'Ten Years'. It is said that the guy is still an Along Knight. How did you get this place?"

"The Pope personally recommended it. He is my father-in-law!" Yang Dashuan raised his eyebrows and looked proud.

Prince Mag's eyes suddenly became wet.

"By the way, do you have any money?" Yang Dashuan blinked and looked at Prince Mag.

This guy's head was like a chicken eating rice.

Who dares not give money to take such a rock puppet to rob?

Prince Mag wanted to take off all his underwear and give it to Yang Dashuan. Not much, only about two hundred gold coins.

Yang Dashuan twisted a gold coin and blew it into his mouth, and immediately echoed. The exchange rate of gold coins between the tribe and the alliance is two to one, just because the pattern carved on the alliance's gold coins is more exquisite, and sometimes the standard of constant value is that simple.

Two hundred gold coins, a lot of them were not enough. Yang Dashuan also had a shameless face to borrow a full ten thousand gold coins from Mag and Locke. Although it sounds good, it will be paid back when it comes to it... But neither of these two people believe that Yang Dashuan is a person who can repay the money.

Originally, there were not enough men, but now there were more than 300 dwarves, and the manpower was also abundant.

Taking advantage of the territorial upgrade, Yang Dashuan built two blacksmith shops.

A full box of gold coins and piles of scrap iron were piled up in front of Edward, and the dwarf smacked his lips.

"Edward, didn't you say that using gold and silver as the leads and melted metal can make things that are in line with the elements? Now I'll leave it to you, and do it according to the hammer on the drawing. By the way, you can assign a dozen dwarves to make some of this thing for me." Yang Dashuan took out three obsidian bullets from his pocket.

Edward was stunned and kept shaking his head. "Master, we don't have obsidian. Besides, we dwarves can only make irons."

"Whoever asked you to make it with obsidian, just make it with iron. It's round and smoother." Yang Dashuan pursed his mouth, "By the way, I only need two hundred sets of hammers. After doing it, I'll leave it to Ajalish and Spatter. It's time to find some work for these two old guys."

Yang Dashuan walked out of the blacksmith shop with a smile.

He had already thought about participating in the "Ten Years" this time, and then he would bring all the Komodo monsters with him. As for the slaves, let them stay in the territory to deal with those robbers who are not eyebrow. The three little girls are going to go together, and the little giant Iverson must not be missing. It is only June that has just emerged, and two months is enough to create two hundred imitation "Moladin's rage".

At that time, these "Moladin Rage" will be uniformly distributed to the elves. After the increase of the wind magic array, it will have to be farther than the range of the bow and arrow. Moreover, the elves have a quick control over the bow and arrow, and they will not be too bad for such advanced things.

After a long time, the first imitation of "Moladin's Rage" finally successfully walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Yang Dashuan called a few elves. "Come on, you guys try it!"

"What is this, Master?" The elf blinked.

"Moladin's anger. Can you try this thing? Yes, that's the trigger. After pulling that thing, the bullet can be shot out." Yang Dashuan taught these elves step by step. "Yes, three points are in a line, and that is your target."

Yang Dashuan took out a handful of steel balls from his pocket.

These steel balls are made strictly according to the size of obsidian bullets.

The elves were stunned for a moment. According to Yang Dashuan's appearance, they pulled open the gun chamber and stuffed a steel ball into it. This thing is not heavy, only about ten pounds. With the strength of the elves, they can completely control it. They squinted their eyes and targeted a big stone with red hearts painted.

One wants to try the accuracy of this thing, and the other wants to see the strength of this counterfeit.

The elf girl swallowed her saliva and pulled the trigger with her fingertips.

With a 'bang', a black shadow shot out from the barrel.

The sound is not loud, it must be smaller than farts.

Looking forward, nothing happened, Yang Dashuan was suddenly disappointed.

"Master, I shot it." The elf girl whispered to remind Yang Dashuan. "Look, I shot it red heart!"

Yang Dashuan trotted all the way and raised the stone.

There can be fakes!

The red heart had been shot through, directly penetrating this huge rock with a blade of thickness. There was no gap at the red heart, and there was no change in the ballistics.

"Wait, try changing into this thing." Yang Dashuan hurriedly took out an obsidian bullet from his pocket and handed it over.

After just augmentation of a wind-type magic array, ordinary iron bullets have such great power. So what will happen to this authentic obsidian bullet? Yang Dashuan can't wait to see the effect.

The elf girl opened the gun chamber and stuffed the black thing into it.

"boom!"

A red light flashed, and the imitation of "Moladin's Rage" went off the spot.

The gun chamber was blown to pieces.

The elf girl's hand was also injured by the blow, and her flesh was blurred.

"Witch Doctor, Witch Doctor!" The other elves watching on the side were stunned and shouted quickly.

Yang Dashuan smacked his lips and hurriedly carried the injured elf to Locke.

Fortunately, the obsidian bullet was just put in, and if the elf girl came over, her head would be blown away. When she thought of this, Yang Dashuan was scared.
Chapter completed!