MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 507 Deathmatch, the attacking dwarf craftsman!

The outside of the Demon Soul Clan city looked extremely desolate. Not only was there no fertile farmland in a radius of tens of kilometers, there was not even any decent defense facilities.

But when you enter the inside, it forms two distinct worlds from the outside.

The blazing sun is hanging in the air, and in the main city, the black masonry road is paved with cars and cars, and the turbulent flow is endless.

On both sides of the street, houses stand.

From the lowest three-story building to the seven- or eight-story high-rise building, you can see it.

Unlike the visual duplication caused by the single form of other races, at first glance, Soma couldn't find any duplicates.

The people in the past were either groups of different races who formed small groups, or adventurers who had just returned from outside the city like their own group.

Occasionally, there are several expedition teams composed of humans, mixed in the crowd, talking and laughing in Mandarin.

Ignoring the weirdness of the buildings and the various creatures with different appearances, this place looks no different from the ancient Chinese cities.

It also has a diverse population and a very developed economy!

Leaving the entrance to the city at the rear, standing on the side of the city gate, looking at such a developed scene inside, Soma was a little dazed for a while.

Any first-tier city on Earth is ten times, a hundred times bigger than the main city.

But in this wasteland, it is possible to achieve this level.

It has been fully explained how terrifying the enemy to face on the new continent this time is!

"Yo, isn't this our Hal, he's back!?"

"Yesterday, I heard that you loaned nearly 50,000 contribution points. What's the matter? This expression means that all the money you loaned out has gone to waste?"

While looking around, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

Tier 5 cards, as long as the imprint restrictions are in place, represent Tier 5 combat power.

And in this main city of the Demon Soul Race, there are only a handful of fifth-order currents.

Previously, Hal mortgaged his Tier 5 card, which was a sensation, and attracted the attention of others.

For this, Soma did not know.

But in the eyes of others, his dull appearance looks like a gambler who took out a huge loan and finally lost it all.

However, he turned his head to see the source of the sound.

But Su Mo couldn't control it, and burst out laughing.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

In the memory conveyed by the mark, Howl has deep resentment for why he purchased the third-order dwarf craftsman template.

This resentment, so suffocating, Hal didn't even confide half of it like Turner.

Being able to use a lot of money to buy two dwarf panels that are engaged in production is not because Howl is out of his mind and lost his mind.

In Hal's own opinion, it was the seller who painted him a false and prosperous dwarf territory, which led him to run over excitedly to find that the real thing did not match the picture.

But in fact, in the eyes of Soma.

This is a game!

A game that teamed up with all the dwarves in the city to join forces.

Its purpose is the fifth-order card in Hal's hand!

"Russell, what does our loss have to do with you, you shameless reseller"

"One day, Turner will unscrew your head and let everyone see how dark your heart is!"

Before Soma could speak, Turner stood out with his eyes full of fire.

The Russell in his mouth is not a dwarf at present, but a kobold with flames oozing from time to time.

Judging from the power, the rank should start at at least the third rank.

"Oh, our dwarf craftsman is angry, oh, I'm so scared, why don't we go out of the city now, or just go to the death battle arena to practice?"

Turner shivered angrily: "You..."

"Okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey, let's go, I just want to go to the death battle arena to exchange feelings with you!"

A relaxed voice suddenly sounded from behind Hal.

After seeing the owner of the voice.

Wow!

The scene instantly became tense!

One is a top-tier third-order powerhouse with a height of more than 1.7 meters and loaded with the pyromancer kobold template.

One is only 80 centimeters, and is a third-order ordinary dwarf who assists the forging professional dwarf craftsman.

The crowd that was still moving forward at the gate of the city wall suddenly slowed down a few times when the sound fell.

Then, looking at the stance of both sides drawing swords.

The scene became lively for a while.

Picking his ears, with a hint of disbelief, Russell said in surprise: "Dwarf Howl, wait, let me confirm, what you want to say is... go to the arena with me?"

"You, the third-order dwarf craftsman, want to fight my third-order flame kobold warlock to the death?"

"Hahaha, you old dog doesn't seem to have very good ears. I suggest you stop calling Russell in the future, it's almost like a Russell dog."

"Don't have anything with you, sorry, we don't know each other well, we'll fight to the death or get out now"

Standing on the axle, staring into each other's eyes, the smile on Soma's face did not diminish at all.

At the same time, in the ears of others, his arrogant words were like a sturdy big mouth that directly slapped Russell's face.

No mercy at all!

The third-order ordinary reverse cutting the third-order peak.

Auxiliary occupations challenge the main battle occupations head-on.

From teasing, to anger, to fear, and finally to calm.

Russell's expression flashed and flashed.

In the end, he glanced at the crowd who had already started booing, and then looked at the monstrous confidence in Soma's eyes.

"I don't know what kind of **** luck you stepped on outside, but now it's so inflated"

"But your opponent is not me now, I wish you good luck!"

After speaking, Russell actually left without looking back, not paying any attention to the boos from the people around him.

For a few seconds, I waited until the sound and shadow of the pyromancer kobold disappeared around the corner.

The eighteen mercenaries who had been bewildered before, then reacted, raising the crude weapons in their hands to the sky and cheering.

When the people next to him saw this, they realized that the deadly battle was completely impossible, but they felt rather boring and left quickly.

After a long while, the city gate returned to calm again.

But at the same time, the dwarf Turner, one of the so-called protagonists, seemed to have lost his soul and sat in the car in a daze.

He gestured for the mercenary to drive the caravan to the homestead that Hal had mortgaged, and then returned to the car. Opposite Turner, Soma sat down with his legs crossed.

"What's the matter, Turner?"

When the latter was called, he slowly twitched his lips, but was unable to speak.

Overnight, or less than half an hour.

His brother has undergone earth-shaking changes, from character to style of work, to how he behaves in the world.

Turner was almost certain that this man was definitely not the same Hal.

But strangely, the imprint didn't lie.

Turner understands very well that if the imprint can be tampered with and inherited by them, then what is the fate that the Demon Soul Race needs to face.

Therefore, now he is extremely contradictory.

"Turner, what are you worried about?"

Turner shuddered when he heard the words: "I...I..."

"Hal, you've changed, you've become too much, and now you're a little strange to me"

"Although it feels like it's not a bad thing to tell me, but..."

Su Mo interrupted with a cough twice, "Then it won't work!"

"If I were still the me of yesterday, and you were still the you of yesterday, we would still face this **** situation, still our house was occupied by others with shameless means, and our fifth-order thorn tree man card was deceived by others. Walk"

"Russell cheated our trust with shameless methods. If I don't stand up, he will still bully us"

"It's time to change, indulging in the past will only make us keep going backwards, and we can only see the future when we look to the future!"

In the 20% of Hal's memory.

For Turner, this younger brother, almost all of them are guilt, accounting for as much as 9%!

Back then, both of their parents were fifth-order powerhouses of the Demon Soul Clan. After the accident, he promised to take good care of his younger brother in the future.

To support my younger brother in the Demon Soul Clan.

However, ideas are ideas, and strength is strength.

The brain limits his performance.

Now, in the hands of Soma, he is affected by memory.

Unconsciously, he also had some thoughts of hating iron.

"You're right, you're right..."

"It's time for us to change, indulge in the past days, just as humans say, we are sailing against the current, if we don't advance, we will retreat"

"But..."

Interrupting Turner, who was a little remorseful, again, Su Mo Lang said, "There's nothing wrong with it, what you need to do is not fighting."

"Whether it is now or in the future, our two tasks will never overlap."

"Look and see how I let the people in this city who have bullied us know that strength is respected!"

With monstrous confidence in his eyes, he walked to the back of the carriage, and Soma took up the weapon belonging to the dwarf craftsman for the first time.

No, it should be said that it is a tool.

A hammer with a size of about 30cm, placed in the hands of a human, is about a hammer that is handy.

But in terms of the height of a dwarf, it is almost half a person's height, and it looks very mighty.

Shaking the hammer, feeling the crackling sound of joints all over his body, Soma returned to the front of the car and sat down, killing intent surging in his eyes.

In terms of strength, before there is no camouflage.

After the baptism of the semi-liberated authority, the physical fitness is converted into combat power, which should be between 5-7, the standard fifth-order powerhouse.

Today, even if it is limited by the blue mark and cannot exert a strength above 5, it is still a standard quasi-fifth rank.

And this is not to mention the other melee strength bonuses brought by Su Jiagun over time.

Sumo is confident that as long as the opponent is not a fifth-order with peculiar abilities, fighting head-on will definitely not be the enemy of his own unity.

With such an invincible heart, he looked at the jingling wind chimes in front of the caravan.

Su Mo's eyes were faint, and he suppressed all his thoughts for the time being, and his eyes kept scanning the various shops passing through the street.

Qiankun Template Exchange.

Qingfeng Material Exchange.

Meta-resource exchange.

New World Population Exchange.

...

According to different classifications, all kinds of trading pavilions with the name of the exchange as the end of the road are crowded with people.

People kept pushing the cart or entering with a backpack, exchanged items they liked, and walked out satisfied.

It is not so much that the main city of the Demon Soul Race is a heavily guarded alien city.

Rather, it is a "port-type" city that covers a huge area and is used to transfer goods.

Various demons who disguised themselves as other races, brought goods that only belong there, and finally gathered them in towns and trades to achieve mutual benefit.

"I don't have any background. Compared with the Demon Soul Race, which is born with a material city and a complete social structure, the gap is still too big."

"Before, I reformed the privatization of individuals, which is only the first step in establishing such a system"

"Now it seems that I can learn from the achievements of the Demon Soul Race. If I can turn the depression into such a port-type city, I can make a lot of money even by taxation."

The success of the Demon Soul Race is not accidental, but inevitable.

The convenience of camouflage brought by imprints can naturally operate such a social model structure, and there is no need to worry about outsiders coming in to do things.

In addition, they also use imprints, contribution points, high-level, these things to tempt and restrict the clansmen below, it is even less likely to cause accidents.

Walked all the way, looked all the way.

His own plan was realized by others ahead of time. With the reference template, Sumo also benefited a lot, and he had more and more ideas in his heart.

"Hal, it's coming to our house soon, or..."

"Leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood, wait until we find a way to advance to a third-order collector, repay the loan, and buy a better fourth-order template."

"The beasts that occupy our house will be killed by us sooner or later!"

Looking at the surrounding area that was still prosperous, and looking at the place where Turner's eyes were aimed, Soma's eyes narrowed slightly, bringing a touch of playfulness.

Things suddenly became interesting.

In Hal's memory, he did not leave any impression of the house he mortgaged.

Naturally, according to the appearance of the two being poor and white, Somo thought that the house was either in a slum, or in some corner, and it was not worth a lot of money.

Now, I never imagined that the house left by Hal's parents was actually located in the main city.

Although it is not a good location, it is enough to be ranked in the second-class and middle-class.

Here, if you can open a just-needed store, you will have a good supply of goods.

Absolutely do not worry about the object to sell.

"Looking at it this way, Hal and Turner are solid second-generation riches."

"However, there is also a big problem with Hal's parents dying. Such a location is matched with good strength. If you say no, you won't believe it."

I looked at the words hanging on the shop, Venomous Resource Exchange.

After looking at the few female aliens who were standing at the door shouting loudly, Soma smiled slightly, reached out and picked up the hammer beside him and stood up.

"Hal, don't be impulsive."

"It's okay, I have everything, just watch it!"

Wiping the hammer on his body, he turned his head and patted Turner on the shoulder. As the caravan drove leisurely to the gate of the exchange, Soma skillfully jumped down.

Poof!

Boom!

I don't know if it's because of slippery feet or too fast.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Soma's legs were unstable, and he rushed forward and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the hammer in Somo's hand also followed his body and just hit the door frame, smashing half of the wooden door into a big gap.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, after changing to the dwarf craftsman template, the threshold is too high, and I couldn't control it for a while."

While speaking, Soma calmly pulled out his hammer and enlarged the hole in the door by a few points.

"Hal, are you... tired of living?"

Hearing the loud noise, the person in charge of security in the front hall of the exchange came to hear the news, and after seeing Soma standing in front of the door, he screamed in horror.

"Oh, what you said is really a bit boring. It's too boring outside. Can't I go back to my house and take a rest?"

Sitting on the threshold, put the hammer on the ground.

Looking at Soma, he looked unkind.

The few aliens who were still trading in the lobby also smelled a hint of rain coming, and hurriedly walked out of the door with their backpacks.

It only took less than half a minute, and the Venomous Resource Exchange, which was slightly crowded just now, was suddenly empty.

On the street outside the house, as before, there were more people watching the fun, and they pointed to the inside from time to time.

"Oh, it's such a miserable Hal. A third-tier dwarf craftsman dares to come back and **** the inheritance of the house, his uncle..."

"What a **** uncle, Alec only came out after Hal's parents died and said that he and Hal's father had a sworn relationship and had a life-long relationship. He swore a horse and sworn to the dead, but he also thought about it."

"Be careful, be careful, Alec's template is a mountain giant in the middle stage of Tier 4, with a great power, if it's targeting us..."

"The mountain giant is a ball, but it's just a cub who occupies other people's heritage. This kind of person is nothing to worry about."

"Damn, Yang Ning, you are a rare tier 4 transformer and naturally you are not afraid of him, but Hal is an ordinary tier 3 craftsman, how can this..."

"If he can provide 30,000 contribution points, I might consider sworn to him as well. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will help him cook this cub, but it's a pity..."

"Hey, people are here, people are here!"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Especially under the loose management of the main city of the Demon Clan, and the almost free port trading model, the rivers and lakes are more accustomed to it.

The people who can stand here are basically the demon souls who are in the second-tier and third-tier.

In his words, he was not worried that the people inside would take revenge.

Looking at Alec, who was approaching aggressively from a distance, with a height of nearly three meters, everyone spontaneously gave way and continued to watch the show.

"Hal, you prodigal son, this is our family's property. If you continue like this, I really want to discipline you for your dead father!"

With a loud voice, before reaching the door, Alec's rumbling sound went straight inward.

But not as expected.

After hearing this voice, Yu Baobao's eyes were surprised, shocked, and puzzled. Soma, who had been waiting for so long, finally opened his eyes.

On his face, there is a confident smile that no one has ever seen before.

At the same time, in his right hand, the hammer placed on the ground was also lifted.

"Old dog, I said you are really shameless."

"I'll give you a choice, or give up my shop now and pay the rent of 50,000 contribution points"

"Either go to the death battle with me, you and I will bet all of our lives, let's have a duel!"