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And in the end, Turom didn't even have a Holy Shield of Brutality beside him, which meant that Turom used all the Holy Shields of Brutality when the opponent attacked for the first time.
And set them free.
Victor guessed that, in this case, the Aegis of Brutality should have repelled the opponent by virtue of its liberated state.
But then there was no Guardian Turom of the Aegis of Brutality, and he had to fight alone.
After stimulating the blood vessels, he was still easily dealt with, and finally, there were no bones left.
Victor's eyes showed a terrifying murderous look.
"Black Dragon..."
The appearance of that black dragon has been engraved in his mind forever.
This time, he not only wanted to get the thing in the magic iron vein but also to kill the black dragon.
Refining his body into an undead dragon for his own driving!
...
I was a little disappointed that I couldn't find the magic tool after searching for a long time.
It seems that he was indeed lost by me.
Then there is no way!
Be careful next time; after all, there is no difference between killing without licking the bag and not killing.
Let's go to the mine to see the situation first!
"Master, this is the magic weapon I got from that lieutenant after I killed him!"
At this time, Winnie took out a ring-like thing from her waist, held it in both hands, and handed it to me.
I looked at the imperceptible ring on Winnie's hand; my eyes lit up for a while, and then I used my magic power to penetrate into it and began to check the items inside.
About 1,000 gold coins, and some bottles and jars.
Messy armor and a giant sword—this thing seems to be those brutal holy shields from before.
It's not like the riches and items that a lieutenant can have.
Could it be that this is Turom's magic tool?
I guessed; no wonder he threw that adjutant out.
But there doesn't seem to be anything special in it.
Who knows what those bottles and jars are doing?
No, someone knows!
Didn't I catch a young master Argus from the Voltan family before and let this young master identify it?
By the way, I should ask for information again.
After making up my mind, I flew straight up, looking down at everyone on the ground.
"According to my previous order, all the goblin kobolds on the magic iron vein, including you, return to the location of the dragon nest, and take away all the ores mined during this period, leaving only a few security personnel here."
"Follow, Lord!" Winnie and Shadar each saluted.
I looked at the two of them, spread my wings, and flew away, so they had to be careful next.
This mine—my dragon pride would not let me give up easily, unless it is a last resort.
For me, as long as I can survive, I, who has a feast, will rise sooner or later.
Then I started viewing my own panel:
[Feast cooling time: 9 days]
Cooldown time is almost here!
After so many feasts, I finally knew why there was a cooling time.
This is actually a kind of protection of the feast for myself.
After all, I'm not a fully void creature; I can't ignore everything and keep devouring.
And every feast is a great change to the body, which requires a period of time for the body to adapt.
So there is a cooldown.
Moreover, according to the changes of the ingredients to the body, the adaptation time is also different.
After this battle, I had a deeper understanding of the role of the nuclear furnace.
This thing is really powerful, and it doesn't just generate heat so I can breathe it out.
The growth of the body is also exaggerated. During the operation of the atomic furnace, my strength, speed, etc., will be greatly improved.
If it wasn't for my physical fitness, my weak body at that time, when I devoured the egg, I felt that the gain provided by the atomic furnace would be even stronger.
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Evil Tooth Horde a few days later.
Doug is reporting the last interrogation to me.
I still haven't returned to the Dragon Nest, as I was waiting for whoever sent these half-devils to my forest.
Currently, I was comfortably enjoying the massage from Winnie's kitty claws, while Shea next to her was cleaning the scales on my body with a brush. It was a very rare sight even for me, as most of the time it was done by Dragonborn maids, and Winnie and Shea were rarely ever free.
As I glanced at Shea, the transformation she'd undergone in the last decade was undeniable. Now one of my core dependents, she'd blossomed into a stunning Dragon Vein warrior, boasting formidable ninth-order strength and the seventh level of dragon warrior.
She had grown much taller, standing at an impressive 2.3 meters, with an incredible figure that turned heads wherever she went. Her long, silky blue hair cascaded down her back, framing her perfect face with its soft, angelic features and full, plump lips. But it was her eyes—those mesmerizing azure eyes—that could pierce straight into one's soul, glowing with a vibrant, otherworldly allure.
Shea's snow-white bunny ears perched delicately atop her head, adding a touch of playfulness to her otherwise fierce and commanding presence. Her curvaceous body was nothing short of extraordinary: wide hips that swayed with every step, a narrow waist, and breasts so full and plump they left little to the imagination, accentuating her breathtaking hourglass figure.
Her body was clad in a tight, black bodysuit that hugged every seductive curve, showcasing her flawless form while emphasizing her sensuality. A fluffy white bunny tail peeked out, a perfect contrast to the predatory grace she exuded. Every inch of her exuded both power and femininity—a dangerous beauty who embodied the perfect balance of strength and allure.
As I turned to look at Winnie, I have to say that the message was still very comfortable, but Winnie's kitten claws were too small.
The bones of that noble young master Argus were not as hard as he thought.
Argus's spirit was overwhelmed after several kobolds ate both of his arms alive.
He spoke out all the information in detail.
He even spoke out about having an affair with one of his uncle's lovers when he was 12.
Eye-opening.
After listening, I closed my eyes and continued to enjoy the massage.
This Voltan family is really not that simple; their strength is no longer that of an ordinary Duke family.
They even prepared to destroy the royal family and be the masters themselves.
Others are some methods of cultivating the brutal holy shield and the like.
However, the potions are all prepared by the head of the Voltan family himself; ordinary people cannot touch them at all.
Argus himself didn't know much about the situation of the Patriarch Victor.
I only know that the Patriarch has always been very mysterious, and his strength is extraordinary.
It's a pity that there are not many good things in 'Turom's magic tools; they are all things that stimulate the blood.
At this time, the goblin leader Vic walked in with a solemn expression.
"Master, there are some problems in the magic crystal vein!"
Vick knelt down and said.
"What's the situation?" I opened my eyes and looked at Vickers.
The magic iron vein, or any vein around it, cannot be mined for a while.
The other ingredients of the feast depend on these veins and evil eye flesh, so I'm very concerned about anything related to the mines.
Vickers and Doug bowed their heads quickly, and they felt the violent pressure.
"When we were digging down, we were attacked by some unknown monsters, and they prevented us from continuing to dig down!"
After calming down the violent heartbeat, Vickers said slowly.
"Unknown monster? What type?"
"It's some kind of insect monster. They are in groups. Many goblins who went down to mine and my people were eaten."
"However, the subordinates and others killed a small one, and the body is outside!" Doug continued.
"Bring it in!"
I was a little curious about what this monster was and dared to steal my ore.
Doug stood up and went outside and dragged in a bug corpse about two meters long.
Brown body, sectioned torso.
The worm looks like a gigantic insect with six slender legs ending in claws.
Black eyes, two huge jaws on the mouth.
"Digger!"
This thing is the Digger.
The powerful jaws of these bugs can bite through trees and even rocks, so they are very good at digging holes.
This is how it got the title of Digger.
The six legs of the digger are as sharp as a sword.
They are good at sneaking up on their prey from the ground. Under a sudden sneak attack, they directly grab the prey with their feet and then use their strong jaws to end the life of the prey.
Moreover, diggers are usually in groups, and some large monsters don't like to encounter such things.
Because their meat is not only unpalatable but also poisonous, only some alchemists may need some kind of material from this kind of bug when doing experiments.
It's simply not worth fighting with them, so most creatures just avoid them when they encounter them.
I felt a little strange; the burrowers were carnivorous burrowing monsters, and they didn't eat stones.
Therefore, they generally live in plains, where there are many prey.
Only a few would like to live in mines and attack miners.
But there are no large fauna near the crystal veins.
Why are they there?
And according to Doug's description, there are at least dozens of members in the digger group.
"Although the diggers are said to live in groups, their members are all family members, usually seven or eight at most.
It is relatively rare to gather dozens of them at once and still be so united.
The memory of mine made him think more flexibly than others.
Perhaps other true dragons don't bother to care about diggers at all, as can be seen from the poor information about diggers in the inheritance memory.
I quickly realized that there must be a demon if things go wrong!
"Shea, go to Shadar and ask if his injury is healed. If he is healed, come with me to the topaz mine!" I turned to look at the rabbit girl, Shea, behind me.
"Follow, My Lord!"
Shea bounced away from here.
Not long after, Shadar walked in hurriedly.
"Lord, the subordinates are here!" Shadar was full of energy at this time.
He was dressed in black armor, and he was carrying his big bone stick on his back.
At his waist was a huge sword, which is the equipment of the Holy Shield of Cruelty!
Combined with his disrespectful temperament, he looked very fierce.
"It looks like you're recovering pretty well!" I looked at Shadar and nodded.
I attach great importance to Shadar, so naturally, I should pay more attention to it.
"Master, don't worry, the resilience of our forest troll family is not weak!" Shadar laughed.
"That's fine. You take some soldiers to the crystal vein first; let the miners temporarily stop mining ore. I'll be there soon!"
"Obey, Master!" Shadar patted his chest and walked out.
I continued to enjoy Winnie's massage while Shea repeated the name Digger, and she seemed to be a little impressed.
...
Soon, I flew near the topaz mine, holding Winnie and Shea in my claws. This was the second time I came to the mine.
In the old days, it was the goblins and kobolds who sent the ores directly to me.
"Master, this is the mine tunnel. These diggers seem to have dug out many densely packed cave lines under the ground. I went down and looked at it myself. It leads in all directions, and it is easy to get lost!" Shadar hurried over at this time and spoke.
"And the perception of these diggers is very sharp; it is difficult for us to find them!"
"And they don't seem to want to fight us; they just want to drive us away!" Doug added suddenly.
I just went down the mine too, after shrinking my size by using a Third Tier Shrinking spell.
"Let those tauren go down and try again!" I thought of the group of stubborn bulls before.
Goblins and kobolds are loyal servants, not very suitable as cannon fodder.
"Master ..."
Winnie hurriedly walked in front of me, and Shea was also a little excited.
"Winnie, you have to be clear about your position!" I cast a glance at the two of them.
At this moment, Winnie on the side suddenly remembered something, hesitated, and said:
"Master, I have known about the earth diggers before, and I should know something about their current situation!"
"Winnie, tell me!" I knew the history of Winnie and the half-beasts, and they might have come into contact with some more advanced things.
"A monster like an earth digger is only fifth order in adulthood.
"But few people know that this kind of monster can also transform. Some qualified diggers will choose some special places to transform into more powerful diggers!"
"Earth Digger?"
I took a closer look at the mine below.
This is a bit deep!
Moreover, with such a small hole, it is not easy for me to survive with my current shrunk size.
Even if I go down, it's not easy to display.
As for giving up, it is impossible to give up. Who knows what will happen after the transformation of this thing is completed?
According to the previous exploration, the diggers gathered at a depth of more than 400 meters from the ground.
This depth is not easy to solve.
I suddenly remembered that in a movie in my previous life, my brother from another mother whose breath penetrated the surface of the earth to the center of the holo earth effortlessly.
Did I embarrass my brother, who also owns an atomic breath?
Just over 400 meters...
Still too deep.
"Lord, the iron hoof trampling of Crok and his family should be able to shatter the tunnel and force out these diggers!" Shea said, her eyes bright.
"Can a tunnel more than 400 meters deep work? And if the tunnel is shattered, it will seriously affect the subsequent mining work?"
Vickers said while looking at the dark mine, frowning.
He managed to stabilize the mine during this period of time. If he is engaged in this way, the difficulty of mining will be further increased.
"One warrior is definitely not good, but more than 30 Tauren warriors can trample with iron hooves at the same time, even if their talent is not as good as Crok!"
"Are you sure you can convince those stubborn bulls?" I looked down at Shea, as they hadn't changed one bit even after living like the worst mining slaves.
"Lord, we are sure!" Shea and Winnie said firmly as they looked at each other.
"Fine, if they agree, then the original ten times the amount of mining can be reduced to eight times!" I also gave a little benefit.
'Ten times the amount of mining dropped to eight times; I myself lost a lot, okay?'
"Uh…"
Winnie and Shea are a little speechless. It might as well be nothing, but it is better than nothing!
They can only comfort themselves in this way.
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