The old dwarf Moore grabbed the Holy Sword of Skeleton King Lane before the little Loli.

"The undead aura of this holy weapon is too strong and will harm you."

"It can range from being haunted by nightmares to turning into an undead creature at worst!"

"ah!"

The little Loli was startled and quickly backed away.

Old dwarf Moore looked at the black sword in his hand and said

"This sacred artifact comes from a twenty-level skeleton king named Ryan. It is extremely powerful and deserves to be owned by the strong men of the undead clan."

The dark elf looked away from the pile of dragon corpses,

Looking at the black sword, he frowned and said,

"Does this knife still have an owner? The value will drop a bit."

Little Loli quickly said: "Sister Elf, don't worry. I told Ke'er that the owner of this sacred weapon has been killed by him, and now it is ownerless."

The dark elf was silent for a moment, and then said: "In this case, the value can go up!"

"In addition, these dragon corpses,"

"It's rare to see it complete!"

"It's like these flaming dragons didn't resist when they were alive, and they just waited to be killed."

After watching for a moment, the dark elf's eyes suddenly lit up, "There is actually the body of a twenty-level flaming dragon, which is beyond my expectation! The master of the castle is indeed pretty good!"

"The dragon corpses are indeed complete!"

The old dwarf Moore nodded and looked at the dragon corpse that was nearly a hundred meters long.

"It's a pity that someone killed me when I first entered Level 21!"

"However, it can be seen from the scars on the body that this twenty-level flame dragon was probably trapped by a strong person who was far stronger than it, and then was killed by multiple enemies when it was unable to resist. "

"On top of the body,"

"There is still natural magic and a strange power left!"

"Natural magic? Those hypocritical nature spirits?"

The dark elf's expression suddenly became cold and murderous.

Old dwarf Moore said: "It may be the nature elves, or it may not be! It is not only the nature elves who control the magic of nature."

The dark elf snorted, and the murderous aura on his body gradually disappeared.

She looked at the dragon corpses with satisfaction, nodded and said: "These dragon corpses are very good, and the undead magician should like them very much. As for the undead tribe's sacred weapon, I don't know whether he likes it or not. After all, it is a magic weapon." division."

Old dwarf Moore said with a smile: "If he doesn't use it himself, he can give it to his subordinates."

The dark elf thought for a moment and agreed.

Necromancers generally do not hold melee weapons and fight alone, but they must have undead creatures who are good at melee combat under their command.

Even if the undead magician doesn't need this sacred weapon of the undead, the undead creatures under his command can still use it.

A holy weapon, , and it was nourished by a twenty-level skeleton king with his own soul. It is very powerful! For undead creatures, this kind of holy weapon can be called a big killer.

Being able to obtain Skeleton King Lane's Holy Sword will greatly increase the strength of the necromancer.

The dark elf said: "Now that we have reached an agreement, I will take my leave now. I will come to pick up the equipment after your castle has been built in three days."

Old dwarf Moore said: "Is it enough time in three days?"

The dark elf nodded.

She knew that the old dwarf Moore was referring to contacting the necromancer.

The dark elf said.

"That's fine,"

The old dwarf Moore paused slightly, and then said: "We, the dwarves, will not come into contact with people from the undead camp, but since it is Princess Ker's order, we cannot refuse. Tell him not to attack the Black Iron Dwarf Castle. It’s my idea that this castle is protected by our orthodox dwarf family!”

Hearing this,

The expression of the dark elf became a little cold, "Are you also warning us, the dark elf clan?"

"You can think so!"

Old dwarf Moore nodded calmly,

The dwarves are one of the powerful races in the Gods and Demons Continent.

The ethnic group's forces spread all over the world, and they gave rise to black iron dwarves, gray dwarves, etc.

All branches are headed by orthodox dwarves.

The powerful dwarf clan killed countless dimensional demons in ancient times. Legends and myths about the powerful dwarves are still circulating in the mainland.

No matter if they are dragons, titans, nature elves, or humans,

The dwarves are all right,

What's more, the dark elves who were expelled to the underground world? Looking at the slightly contemptuous expression of the old dwarf Moore, the dark elves were quite unhappy.

But she didn't have an attack.

Their city-state is currently at war with the tribe of human-faced spiders, and they don't want to provoke another powerful enemy.

The dark elf smiled, reached out and touched the little Loli's delicate and lovely face, and said: "Such a cute and well-behaved Princess Ke'er, how can we dark elves be enemies with her?"

"Uh-huh"

Little Loli nodded and said seriously: "Sister Elf is also very beautiful! She is the most beautiful young lady Ke'er has ever seen."

"Little sister?"

"Ha ha!"

The dark elf laughed so hard that her branches trembled. Judging from her age, she could almost be the little Lolita's grandma.

However, she likes this new title,

"Princess Ke'er, see you in three days."

"Okay, sister, walk slowly and be safe!"

"Ha ha!"

The seductive laughter gradually faded away,

Finally disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

Seeing that the little Loli was still waving there, Moore's face twitched and he solemnly reminded: "Your Highness, dark elves are inherently evil creatures. You should be more careful when dealing with them in the future."

"Uh-huh"

Little Loli nodded her head, "Grandpa Moore, don't worry, I also reminded Ke'er, and Ke'er has remembered it!"

Did you really remember it? The old dwarf Moore was a little skeptical, but he didn’t say anything more. After looking at the Holy Sword of Ryan,

Then he looked at the piles of dragon corpses in the yard.

Old dwarf Moore wondered about these "treasures" ; "Princess Ke'er, does the master of the castle named Tang Xiaofan trust you so much? He actually put these valuable things in your hands. Of course, I'm just curious. , I am definitely not questioning the character of Her Royal Highness the Princess.”

An innocent little loli wouldn't think so much.

She said very happily: "Grandpa Moore, of course you believe in Kerr!"

Old dwarf Moore said: "Yeah, yes, he has a good vision."

Little Loli squinted her big eyes, with a happy smile on her delicate face: "Because Tang Xiaofan is Ke'er's patron saint!"

Old dwarf Moore's face twitched slightly.

Then he whispered, "You are the one favored by the goddess of luck!"

The little lolita laughed and said: "Ke'er can be the patron of Sister Luck, the goddess of luck, while being the little lolita that Tang Xiaofan is. She won't be angry."