Bronze-level dryads have lived for a hundred years, which is considered to be knowledgeable.
It recognizes the handprint of [Wonderful Hand Rejuvenating Physician Yang], which is the sign language used by the most notorious Gray Moon Alliance among human beings.
The meaning seems to be: Haha, you are an idiot, just fool around and take it seriously.
But [Dr. Yang] stopped suddenly, and now it is a bit confusing to sign language to it.
If you curse, you can curse, but what does it mean to be fooled later?
Did he pretend to be surrounded just now to fool the trees?
So now is it time to call in reinforcements to counterattack?
No, the surrounding area has been thoroughly investigated, and there is absolutely no other human beings except this team.
Just when the bronze-level dryad was puzzled, a dazzling red light shone from [Doctor Yang]'s scepter.
A great sense of threat enveloped the chasing dryad. The old tree who had just thought about the problem saw the threat coming, and quickly dodged to a place where it felt safe.
Red rays of light gushed out along the front of the scepter, and the tree spirits along the way were wiped out, and the rest who were not directly hit were also affected, and their bodies were scorched and lost their vitality at the same time.
In the end, only the old tree survived, but it was also a dead tree, lingering on its last breath.
The few people who were still fleeing heard the movement behind them and turned their heads to look.
The galloping footsteps stopped, and even the goblin who had just been knocked out was awakened by this blow.
There are no dryads there, only a scorched stone forest.
"It's too early to use this big move." [Huang Feiyu] walked to [Doctor Yang], and only then saw that he was covered in blood and looked embarrassed, "Are you okay?"
"I can't die~" [Doctor Yang] slowly recovered from his injuries.
After the goblin craftsman woke up, he gradually recovered from the influence of the cult, and was collecting materials with a smirk on his face.
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When the four of them returned to the cave with the goblin craftsman, Luther probed the goblin craftsman's emotional curve.
Just looking at the first half, this team is a cheating team. They don't take care of the goblin craftsman's emotions at all, and they fall all the way, from calm to nervous, and from nervous to scared, and even fearful.
But the second half is a bit weird.
It first fell to the bottom, and then suddenly soared, like an electrocardiogram. To achieve this condition, it needs the surrounding environment to give it extreme panic or tension, and then give it extreme comfort or excitement.
Combining the two, it's hard not to let people's imagination run wild.
Luther cast a glance at several people, pulled the goblin craftsman to a place alone and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay? What did they do to you? Don't be afraid, tell me and I'll make the decision for you!"
"I'm fine, I'm fine! I'm fine! They didn't do anything to me."
The goblin craftsman looked refreshed, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't want to look like he had just experienced ups and downs.
"Are you sure?" Luther looked puzzled, and looked up and down the goblin craftsman in front of him.
"It's all right, I will act with them in the future." The more the goblin craftsman said, the more excited he became, his face flushed involuntarily.
Luther knew the reason, as if he understood the reason, but on the surface he still pretended to be puzzled, "Ah? Why?"
"I just think they are easy to get along with, and they speak nicely. Staying with them is like going home."
The goblin artisan danced and danced.
When [Feng Jifeng] appeared in front of the goblin craftsman again, the goblin craftsman cried bitterly, "Wow! Guide, so you are not dead, I thought you became the fertilizer of the gray stone forest."
"What the hell?" [Feng Jifeng] intertwined the snot and tears, and the goblin craftsman who was wiping his face with his trousers pulled it down from his pant leg.
"My name is Diba. Let me be your exclusive craftsman in the future. Don't look at me as if I am skilled, but I am a thief with hammers! The equipment I create is absolutely rare in the world."
Goblin Diba introduced himself.
"Um?"
Everyone looked at each other and looked at Diba suspiciously.
"Are you sure?" [Doctor Yang] asked.
"Trust me!" Diba said righteously, patted his chest.
[Doctor Yang] Seeing that it is convincing, goblin craftsmen are also very prudent in memory, those goblins who love to talk big and bluff are not qualified to be craftsmen, so let's just believe his empty words.
"Then you can build us three rune armor first." [Doctor Yang] handed over all the contribution points.
"Okay!" Diba waved his hammer and came to the furnace.
A lot of materials were thrown into it and smelted together.
[Doctor Yang] I remember that the goblin artisans used to smelt materials one by one. Why is this one not taking the usual way?
The molten iron was poured into the mould, and after condensation, the goblin craftsman began to forge it immediately~www.mtlnovel.com~clang! clang! ’ The refining hammer struck the shaped metal block.
Whether it is tempering, polishing, or refining, Diba's movements are open and closed, which is completely different from the cautious goblin craftsmen around him.
After it worked profusely with sweat, a drag of blackened metal blocks was pulled out by it.
"Try it on~" Diba said happily.
[Doctor Yang] His face is full of black lines, can this thing be worn?
You can't even see the shape of the armor at all.
"Are you kidding me?" [Doctor Yang] pointed at the unknown object.
"Ah~ this one didn't work well." Diba seemed to have just realized what it made, "Wait a minute~ next time it will be successful!"
Before 【Doctor Yang】stopped it, Diba had already started to smelt the second set of materials.
It was the familiar process again, and the familiar knocking sound again.
A brand new piece of scrap was created by it again.
"Are you taking revenge on me?" [Doctor Yang] showed anger.
"Oh, what's going on, wait a minute!" Diba ran to [Feng Jifeng], "Show me your evil scriptures again. After reading the evil scriptures before, infinite inspiration appeared in my mind. If you don’t look at it, the inspiration will run out.”
The cultist who is keen on preaching [Feng Jifeng] immediately handed it "Self-cultivation of cultists".
Diba looked through it for a while, nodded again and again, smirked and ran to the furnace again.
【Doctor Yang】With hands on hips, he has made a decision in his heart. If this guy refines his materials to waste, he will send him back to the embrace of the evil **** on the spot.
Same process, same knocking sound.
[Doctor Yang] I couldn't bear to look directly at him anymore. Just as he was about to transform into a self-destruct truck and replace the Goblin Cave at the limit, Diba's tempered rune armor emitted a burst of golden light.
"What is this? Golden Legend!"