Dark Savages Come To the United States

"In the name of Bull Casso."

While muttering, Bulkelso put the metal in his hands that had been repeatedly added materials more than fifty times into the water to cool it down.

The water vapor rose with the sound of "呵呵", and condensed into a small drop of water on his beard, which was a bit funny.

The first piece of material has been processed, leaving only fist-sized metal with unimaginable strength.

But metal of this size is simply not enough weight for a barbarian weapon.

Bulkelso stretched his arm into the furnace, and under the heat of the flames, he could finally take a sip of spirits.

"Damn it, when will this pill bottle be usable without being injured?"

Bulkelso complained in a "whispered voice" that there is no smooth battle here, so if he wants to taste the taste of fine wine, then he has to hurt himself.

It's not a big deal, but hurting yourself is never a good feeling.

"Perhaps you could try some of the fine wines of our world?"

Gu Yi's voice sounded from the door, which attracted some contemptuous eyes from Bulkasso.

"I have tasted the wine in your world, full of blended taste! It even smells of rusty metal!"

Burkesso is also a top winemaker, and his pursuit of wine cannot be easily satisfied.

"Perhaps you just haven't been able to get enough good wine?"

Gu Yi took out a delicate-looking gourd from behind, and threw it at Bulkelso without opening it.

Gu was aware of Bulkasso's complaints. He didn't get much money. The best drink he could buy was the beer in the convenience store at the entrance of the park.

How could the products of that industry suit the appetite of this savage?

Bulkelso put the metal in front of him aside, and poured all the water used to cool the metal on the iron felt in front of him.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose a lot with the rising steam, and beads of sweat had already hung on Gu Yi's reflective bald head.

"Master, use your mana, your weak body cannot withstand such an environment."

Bulkelso opened the gourd that Gu Yi gave him, and said so after smelling it.

He understood that Gu Yi's behavior of enduring the high temperature was a respect for him, after all, this simple room was already the property of barbarians.

The way Bulkelso repays this respect is to share this space with the mage.

For Bulkelso, wealth is the last thing worth mentioning.

"Thank you for your generosity."

After Gu Yi bowed slightly, the sweat on his body disappeared in an instant.

"I wonder if you've gotten used to it recently?"

Gu Yi said to Bulkelso who was drinking.

"It's not bad, but the leisurely world is almost rusting me."

Bulkelso's approval was mainly focused on the drink in his hand, and his evaluation of this world could only be described as leisurely.

"For the equipment you gave us, I am here to thank you. I hope you don't mind that this thank you is a bit late."

Of course, Mage Ancient One also had the "toy" that Bulkelso gave to those mages. When she put on the wristband, she felt the changes in her body.

The strength of the physical body has more than doubled, and there is a layer of protection on the surface of her body without any trace. According to her estimation, this layer of protection can at least make her not afraid of the power of a fragmentation grenade exploding around her.

This is also a novel experience for Mage Ancient One, her power comes from the use of mana and spells.

Without defense, her body is not much stronger than that of an ordinary woman.

"So, what can you do for me, mage?"

Bulkelso's voice was still loud and piercing, and perhaps in his long life, Bulkelso wouldn't be able to learn to whisper.

After all, in that kind of tragic battle, even Li Min, a mage who pursues sophistication, can only shout loudly to let her companions hear her words.

What's more, the barbarians who keep making war cries, their voices are a symbol of strength.

Bulkelso's words were not polite at all. After all, mages have always been one of the least favorite groups of barbarians, and they are just better than demons.

"You can't do anything for me, because I don't need your help."

Bulkeso drank the wine in the gourd in his hand.

Although this kind of wine is good, it is still too ordinary compared to the treasures brewed by Bulkelso himself.

"If you give me high-quality grain, I can make wine a thousand times better than this."

Bulkelso said and threw the empty gourd in his hand back to Gu Yi.

"Try this, mage!"

Bulkelso took out a silver-white bottle from his backpack and threw it to Gu Yi.

"Endless Diamond Elixir" is the name of this bottle.

After drinking the potion, in addition to the powerful recovery ability, you can also get good element resistance. Whether it is fire or lightning, as long as it is an element, this potion can resist the effect.

Bulkelso didn't know how many potions there were of all kinds.

For him, these different potions are just to mark their taste.

The taste of this bottle is the same as the gourd wine given to him by Master Ancient One. It is purely brewed with wheat and then repeatedly distilled and purified.

But Bulkelso's wine is a fusion of the blood of the devil king of hell and the powerful spring water in the high-level heaven, and the taste in it is naturally far better than the grain wine brought by Gu Yi.

"Most mages die early, so you can keep this bottle of wine for yourself."

Bulkelso didn't care that his words might be regarded as curses, but this was already the gentlest tone he could show to the mage.

Although most of the mages are flexible enough to make the enemy lose their tracks, as long as they make a mistake, they can easily step into the abyss of death.

"I remember that your potion can only be used after injury? If I lose my arm, how should I drink this potion?"

Gu Yi looked at the white bottle in her hand, and she could feel the healing power from the medicine bottle.

But she asked anyway.

If the potion can only be used by drinking, then she believes that in the world of Diablo in Burkasso, countless warriors will definitely die because of this reason.

Bulkelso raised his eyebrows, making his somewhat overly dignified face a little more relaxed.

"I like to drink it because it's my kind of liquor, and if you just need therapy, then just tell it."

The most "correct" way to use this medicine bottle is undoubtedly to activate that power through thoughts, so as to obtain quick and effective treatment.

"Now, the rest time is over, I'm going to continue forging. Stay there if you like to watch, and don't disturb me until I stop, mage!"

Bulkelso was not polite to Master Gu Yi, and of course there was no need to be polite. Gu Yi is naturally clear about how precious that bottle of potion is to this world.

Master Gu Yi took out the food she specially brought from behind, and placed it on a dirty table beside her.

For barbarians whose habits originated from the battlefield environment, you can't ask them to have a high pursuit of hygiene.

Fortunately, science has brought plastic bags to mankind, and Master Gu Yi is not worried about food being stained.

In the smithy, the sound of hammers on metal began again.