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nInside the Thor’s Hammer house.

nWilbon’s face was already filled with tears.

nDeaver’s eyes were also red as he said in a low voice, “Damn it, let’s see what these old guys dare to say this time!”

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nAt this moment, Joelson’s gaze was completely attracted by the three inner armors in front of him.

nThe originally black dragon scale inner armor had been baptized by the saint-level dragon blood. It shed off the dust and bloomed with an extremely gorgeous color.

nThe golden-red light flowed freely on the inner armor. Between each of the dragon scales, Wilbon was wrapped in golden threads and carved with complicated and gorgeous patterns.

nJoelson immediately put on the man’s armor.

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nIt was especially fitting.

nAlthough it was an inner armor, it was actually similar to light armor. It was completely fine even if he wore it alone.

nThe dragon scales had a very good magic ductility. The fire elements in the air automatically gathered toward Joelson.

nJoelson felt that his mana recovery speed had increased by a lot.

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nHis defense had not been tested perfectly yet.

nHowever, Wilbon, who had the strength of a tier 8 knight, slashed at him with the two-handed longsword that Joelson had bought previously. There was not even a scratch on the inner armor of the dragon scale.

nJoelson did not feel too much impact, and the effect was surprisingly good.

nJoelson estimated that with this dragon scale inner armor, coupled with the magic shield, and his own powerful dragon-blood body, he would probably be able to survive.

nEven if he took a direct attack from a saint-tier, he would not suffer any damage.

nThe two women’s inner armors were equally beautiful.

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nAlthough it was hard to praise Wilbon’s looks, his craftsmanship was indeed very exquisite.

nEven without the powerful defensive power of the dragon scale, just by looking at it, women would fall in love with it at a glance.

nFour pieces of legendary equipment.

nSuch an outcome had far exceeded Joelson’s expectations.

nNow, there was only one single-handed knight longsword left unforged.

nWilbon was silent for a moment. Then, she rummaged through the messy corner of the blacksmith’s shop to find a black ugly piece of iron.

n“This is a precious forging material that my father accidentally obtained. He had once intended to use this material to strive for epic equipment, but later, with the help of the elven King, he became an epic equipment one step ahead, so he hasn’t been able to use it.”

nWilbon wiped the dust off the iron block.

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nThe black iron block was scattered with a little silver, like the night sky dotted with stars. It was exceptionally gorgeous.

nFrederick widened his eyes and cried out in surprise, “Meteor goldstone?!”

nWilbon looked at him strangely, nodding, he said, “That’s right, it’s meteor goldstone. “It’s a magical material that descended from the stars. It’s said to be formed from the body of a fallen god. Its hardness is more than ten times that of Dwarven iron, and the malleability of magic and combat aura far surpasses that of magic mithril. Moreover, it has a great increase in the metal element and is extremely sharp. It’s the best forging material.”

n“You’re willing to sell it to me?” Asked Joelson

n“I need you to quench it with dragon blood in exchange,” said Wilbon

n“Sure.”

nJoelson agreed without hesitation.

nWilbon was delighted, but he soon hesitated.

n“What’s wrong?”

nWilbon said hesitantly, “There’s something you need to figure out on your own.”

n“What?” Joelson asked.

n“Up until now, we haven’t found a way to melt the meteor stone. My father had been troubled by this problem when he was still alive.”

n“The dwarf kingdom couldn’t find a flame that could melt it.”

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nThe crimson flame fell on the meteor stone, and it lasted for five minutes.

nJoelson dispersed his magic, and his pupils contracted slightly.

nThe meteor stone was not damaged at all, and there was no sign of melting at all.

nTouching it with his hand, the surface of the stone was still cold, and even the temperature had not changed at all.

nWilbon sighed and said, “Don’t waste your energy. Even the fire-type forbidden spell of a saint-level mage couldn’t melt it. My father had thought of many ways, but he couldn’t deal with this stubborn stone. Sigh!”

nJoelson stared at the meteor stone and frowned.

nNo, there should be a way.

nWhen he cast the fire magic to burn the stone, he clearly felt that part of the fire element energy was absorbed by the stone, but it didn’t completely disappear.

nAccording to the saying in his previous life, the meteor stone didn’t melt, but the temperature of the fire didn’t reach its melting point.

n“What if it’s the breath of a saint-level fire element dragon?”

nJoelson suddenly said, looking directly at Wilbon, “Can you melt it?”

nWilbon was stunned.

nThe breath of a saint-level fire element dragon.

nIt should be more powerful than the forbidden spell of a saint-level fire element mage.

nBut where could he find a saint-level fire element dragon to help.

nWait!

nWilbon thought of something and looked at the still-hot dragon blood in the quenching barrel under his feet, as well as the dragon scales and dragon teeth that Joelson took out.

nShe widened her eyes and said in surprise, “Could it be…”

nJoelson nodded.

nIn fact, after Du Lu had advanced to the saint-level, he did not care that Du Lu would be discovered from time to time.

nUsually, he hid Du Lu in the Dragon God’s Ranch just to reduce some unnecessary trouble. Moreover, du Lu was more willing to stay in the Dragon God’s Ranch, which was a space specially set up for the dragon race.

nFrederick showed a proud expression. He bent down and introduced to Wilbon and Deaver, “My master is a great dragon-controlling mage!”

nIn the next moment, a huge fire dragon appeared in the blacksmith shop.

nAlthough the furnace of Thor’s Hammer was big enough, it was still too narrow for Du Lu. It tried its best to curl up, but it still broke the roof of Thor’s Hammer.

nWilbon and Deaver were stunned.

nTheir eyes were wide open, and their mouths were wide open.

nDu Lu looked at them coldly, and the two dwarfs immediately hugged each other in fear.

nA dragon!

nAnd it was not an ordinary dragon!

nA saint-level dragon, a dragon comparable to a Dragon King!

nWilbon noticed that there was a small wound on one of the toes of the terrifying dragon’s left front claw as if it had bitten itself.

nWhat shocked Wilbon the most was that such a terrifying dragon, standing in front of Joelson, was as docile as a big dog.

nThe Way Wilbon looked at Joelson had completely changed.

nWho was this person?!

nUnder Joelson’s signal, Du Lu reached out two claws and picked up the meteor stone. Then he took a deep breath.

nA fierce 76 wind blew in the blacksmith’s furnace, and even the burning flame started to shake.

n“Roar!”

nThe golden-red flame spat out and swallowed the meteor stone.

nThe blazing aura made Wilbon and the others take a few steps back.

nThey could only use this method.

nDu Lu’s dragon breath flame was too hot. In just a moment, the steel would melt into molten iron and quickly evaporate.

nOnly its own body could withstand the dragon breath’s spit.

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