A dark elf ring immediately brought the distance between the old and the young.

This ring is comparable to a mountain of gold for those who know the goods! As long as you have this ring, you can find any valuable treasure on this continent. Moreover, this ring is also the money for buying life for him by Old Duke.

He happily took it off, and Yang Dashuan came up again.

For Maple Leaf Town, Old Duke is now a mobile arsenal. As long as he is there, the territory will have endless magic props. He pulled Old Duke up, and Yang Dashuan took the old man out of the back door.

The slaves were still working. When they saw Yang Dashuan slipping out of the back door, they nodded and bowed.

"Where is Shien?" Yang Dashuan hugged Old Duke and was swaying blindly. "Take us together!"

The planning of Maple Leaf Town is basically perfectly improved. The residence of the swamp giant is basically close to the city walls around the moat. Because these guys are quite big, if they live in the city, they will not be able to reach the city walls as fast as possible when encountering some urgent matters.

When he saw Sheen, this guy was supervising the slaves who dug the moat.

"Where are those dug out bones?" Yang Dashuan asked.

Sheen pointed to the open space outside the moat.

Old Duke turned his head mechanically, and his eyebrows kept jumping wildly.

It looks like a cemetery that has experienced war!

"Duke, Old John told us that you can make magic props from the bones of the monsters. I heard that this thing is quite powerful, so I specially prepared it for you!" Yang Dashuan smiled and hugged Old Duke's shoulder. The thin old man was immediately pinched into a ball and was hugged. "I provide you with enough materials. As long as you help me make magic props for three years, we will be a bodyguard for you. Isn't it just Rainbow Star Dragon Valley? Is it that I beat him down any number of times I come!"

"Come on my dear old Duke, I am the best alchemist in the continent. Can you show me your production process?" Yang Dashuan pulled old Duke to the huge pile of bones. "The extinct wasteland on the land of Gru is the main battlefield of the last plane war, and the bones here are all left ten thousand years ago. Look, I have left them all for you."

Yang Dashuan was so happy.

He is not a fool. Most of the skeletons excavated are high-level monsters and a small number of super-level monsters. Even the bones of intermediate monsters are rarely seen. In the selection of materials for making magic props, the higher the level of the materials, the more powerful the magic props they make will be. Otherwise, Old Duke would not have specially used the skeletons of epic dragons to make a goblin airship.

"Master, look. This is a sand lizard, a high-level monster skeleton. This is a brutal terror beast and a high-level monster... By the way, there are seven or eight giant dragons and a skeleton of Titan giant over there."

Yang Dashuan was completely in joy.

He proudly introduced his rich collection to the best alchemist from the Holy Capital and even the entire Hekye Continent. These bones were enough to form a huge museum, and almost everyone's familiar corpses of high-end monsters were here.

This will be a huge number, and the skeletons accumulated here are just buried by the land under a town. If the entire wasteland can be turned over...what would it be like that?

Yang Dashuan was still talking, his saliva squirting everywhere. When he was about to rise, he saw Old Duke picking up a piece of the toe bone of the dragon long-necked beast with disdain. The dragon long-necked beast is the largest sub-descendant monster on the Heke continent. Because of his gentle temperament, it is usually used as a means of transportation in the alliance.

"You just ask me to use these rags to make magic props for you?" Old Duke rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Dashuan. "My respected Holy Son, are you having fun with me, the old bone!"

Yang Dashuan was stunned. He didn't understand why Old Duke said that.

"His Son, the bones of the monsters can indeed make magic props, just like scrolls, but they only consume items at one time. But the bones of these monsters..." Old Duke looked at the toes of the dragon beast in his hand and kept smacking his lips on the ground, and then crushed them with his feet. Rows of obvious cracks appeared on the yellowed bones. "These monsters have been dead for too long, and the power contained in the bones has disappeared with time, not even half as much as before."

Old Duke licked Baba, which had a dry lips after drinking, and then turned his eyes to Yang Dashuan. "The place with the most magic power on the bones of the monster is the spine, followed by the limbs, and finally the bones of the ribs and other parts."

Old Duke waved his hand and signaled Yang Dashuan to take up the skeleton of the sub-dragon long-necked beast.

Although the territory has not yet been upgraded to the provincial level, there is a temporary laboratory inside, and the laboratory bench has various tools needed by the alchemist. Several skillful Qi Keyin girl were also sent by Yang Dashuan to start the game for these old men.

"Young man, look!" Old Duke pried off a piece of toes, ribs and spine from the bones of the sub-dragon beast, and then put them into different stone mills. Old Duke assigned the girls to pour the green liquid on the lab into the stone mill and then crushed the bones. "Those liquids that specifically dissolve bones. After crushing, the stone mill will only contain the purest magic bone powder. The magic bone powder in the body of an adult high-level monster is about one-fifth of a pound, and the bones you excavated from the wasteland can only be collected in almost every ten pieces!"

"So little!" Yang Dashuan couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Yes!" Old Duke nodded. "And these magic bone powders are of no use. Once they encounter a violent impact, they will explode. About one-fifth of a pound of bone powder can be equivalent to the power of an intermediate group attack magic. If it is five pounds, it is equivalent to the power of an advanced group attack magic."

Yang Dashuan looked at the bone meal placed outside the moat that was taller than the hill.

He had originally expected that Old Duke could use these skeletons to create a large number of magic props for him, and then all of them would hit the heads of those public teams, but these dreams would be ruined in an instant.

"In our laboratory, we usually place these bone meals separately in order to avoid explosions. Often, some apprentices will put these bone meals into iron jars, and then they will be blown up and covered in wounds!" Old Duke laughed and patted Yang Dashuan's back and kept comforting the young man. "If you want these bone meals, I can help you. For our alchemists, these bone meals are usually just a kind of synthetic material."

Yang Dashuan looked at Old Duke straight, and he suddenly thought of something. "What did you say just now? Explosion!"

"Yes, the components of these magic bone meals are extremely unstable. Once they encounter a fierce collision, they will explode. Many alchemist apprentices who put magic bone meal in an iron jar will suffer a big loss!" Although Old Duke was a little suspicious, he still repeated the words just now and explained in detail again. "Even if it is to be placed in a sealed jar, we have to wrap a sponge outside to prevent collisions!"

Isn't this a fucking bomb?

Yang Dashuan was stunned.

After pulling old Duke, Yang Dashuan picked up a branch and drew it on the ground. "Master, look, we can make such a hollow iron ball. At that time, we can stuff bone meal in and throw it down from the sky."

Yang Dashuan has been worried about the Air Force's attack method against the ground. No matter what kind of magic is, it has a certain casting range. Once it exceeds the range, the magic will dissipate in the air. The air force mount configured in Maple Leaf Town is the Thunder Griffon, and the effective attack range of the Thunder Warhammer is only 300 yards, which is only equivalent to the range of some powerful bows and arrows.

If the Thunder Griffin wants to attack the ground in a dive way, the first thing they will face is a flood of arrow attacks. And the cost of this attack method is too great...

"We can do this!" Old Duke's eyes lit up and he immediately began to draw. "In fact, the coverage area of ​​intermediate range magic is not wide, the range is only four yards. We can first stuff these magic bone powder into a small animal skin bag. Then put the bag into another hollow iron ball. We can put some steel balls in the iron ball. Just like the imitation of Moradin muskets in your territory!"

Yang Dashuan felt chills.

Sure enough, educated people are the most terrifying.

"We have to leave these things to some nimble slaves, so don't blow up our territory at that time!" Yang Dashuan nodded. "This thing is quite difficult to make, otherwise I will arrange for the dwarf elders to set up the drawings of this thing first, and then let the dwarf blacksmiths create them according to the pictures!"

After solving the Air Force's attack on the ground, Yang Dashuan felt very happy. With a smile, Yang Dashuan hugged Old Duke.

The old and the young walked out of the temporary laboratory with their arms around each other.

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ps: Sorry, there are only two chapters today.
Chapter completed!