Diapolo was very satisfied with such a tactful mistress, who was so sensible. He could not refuse such an arrangement.

Whether it is to maintain his identity as an "evil dragon" or to conform to his original intention, he must accept such an arrangement and then show his happy appearance. Of course, he is indeed very happy.

"Mr. Diapollo, when you arrived yesterday, I was dealing with some more important things. The tribesmen below were ignorant and did not pass your message to me in time, so I was very sorry to arrange you to Daniel's side."

While the guests and the host were having fun, they were a beautiful woman on the upper body, while Medusa, who had a slender snake tail on the lower body, expressed her apologies to Diapolis, and then invited Diapolis.

"Daniel's Storm Fortress was built specifically for war. The environment inside is not suitable for living. How about you live in my Baixi Castle?"

"Haha, Alanna, how could your little castle satisfy Lord Diapolo? Forget it. Lord Diapolo, how can you live with me? I will definitely satisfy you."

Sitting in the main seat, Miss Zhuoer wore a sacrificial robe that highlighted her figure, enchanting and majestic sacrificial robe, with soft white hair tied around her head. Although her gray skin was a bit weird, her delicate facial features made up for this shortcoming, making her look charming.

At this time, the elf mistress with a high status cast a charming look at Diapolo, and when she said that she satisfies him, she even stood up with her plump breasts indifferently, and the meaning of it was self-evident.

Hearing the two leaders of different underground groups, Diapolo hugged the elf girl with one hand, while on the other side was holding a female knight, smiling and silent, her eyes fell on another existence in the hall who could be on par with these two powerful women.

An underground dwarf with a thick beard hanging on his chin, because he lived in the ground for a long time and was forged for many years, his skin was dark and muscular, just like he was forged with black iron.

It is also worth mentioning that the dwarf chief is the size of the dwarf. Although he is a dwarf, his size is actually not small. Without Diapolo's real body, he is the largest being in the hall.

The reason why he looks short and sturdy is because his body proportions are not consistent. Diapolo guessed that his waistline could be compared with his height.

"Uh." Noticed the gaze that Diapolo cast at him, the dwarf leader's body froze slightly, knowing that he should say something at this time.

"Mr. Diapolo, I think you seem to like using human forms very much. I don't know if you have suitable weapons in this form now. If not, we dwarves are willing to create a set for you."

"I don't have the right weapon for the time being." Hearing the dwarf's words, Diapolo quickly answered, and then he changed his words and asked what he was most interested in at the moment.

"When it comes to forging equipment, can you tailor a set of arms for me?"

“…”

As soon as Diapolo's problem came out, the hall suddenly fell into a strange silence. None of the three soul-level leaders spoke, especially the dwarf chiefs, who scratched their heads and heads, and occasionally pulled their beloved beards.

Not long after the silence was over, just as Diapolo played with the long blonde hair of the female knight beside him, the dwarf chief spoke out and broke the silence.

"My Excellency Diapolo, I am very sorry, my tribe cannot meet your requirements. Although we have been studying it very hard, we cannot forge our arms."

"Is this difficult?" Diapolo still refused to give up. After seeing the [Red Dragon], he became more and more itchy. Not to mention the fact that the armed forces can increase the quality of users in all aspects. The key is that this thing is really handsome.

"It's very difficult. This is not a device that can be solved by superb forging skills."

The things I talked about involved my own field. Although it was a bit embarrassing, the dwarf chief was still active.

"The manufacturing of armed forces involves many aspects of knowledge such as materials, runes, element balance, array reduction and application, and even armed forces rely extremely on productivity.

Only powerful countries that can gather and mobilize most of their strength and have rich resources in their territory can create armed forces."

"Well, are you talking about standard armed forces?" Diapolo coughed dryly and interrupted his words when he heard the dwarf who was getting more and more excited and was talking.

The advantage of armed forces lies in mass production. The manufacturing of armed materials alone can kill 90% of the forces, which requires extraordinary metal resources with a plural quantity, sufficient strength, and insufficient quantity.

"That's right." The dwarf chief, who was interrupted by Diapolo, smashed his mouth, and he was still unsatisfied.

"I just need you to create a set of equipment similar to armed forces for me." Diapolo put forward his own requirements, and private customization and mass production are two concepts.

"This is not a problem, but forging equipment, I need to measure the size for you. It is better to stay in our place temporarily. Although the environment is not very good, I think you, as a powerful dragon, can easily adapt to the environment there."

The dwarf chief, who had recovered his normal heart, took the opportunity to invite Diapolo. Although the other party was an evil dragon who liked to kill, there was no record of random killing. According to the current information, it was the killer that the other party provoked him first and then he made.

In this way, he can be invited to the dwarf's residence. What's more, this evil dragon still wants him and should be restrained by his behavior.

Even if this person makes trouble, the benefits that his power can bring are enough to offset the losses.

"Captain Rekad, if you have the size, you can measure your Excellency Diapolo now. There is no need to let Your Excellency Diapolo come to you, your there is too hot."

The leader Medusa chuckled, but his expression was cold and he broke the ground without any mercy.

"What do you know? Lord Diapolo is obviously a giant dragon of fire. The living environment of our tribe is most suitable for Lord Diapolo."

"Haha, the head of Rekad, to the level of Lord Diapolo, there is no need to find a suitable living environment, and it can make the environment adapt to him in turn.

Besides, haven’t you seen these beautiful people around Lord Diapolo? Lord Diapolo can bear it, but their power has been blocked, but it can’t stand the harsh environment of your tribe. You should stay here with me, and you don’t have to run around.”

"That's true." Diapolo, who had been arguing for a long time, finally spoke out and expressed his agreement.

In any case, he would not return the beautiful prisoners of war that Zhuoer pushed to him. He should stay whether it is from the perspective of private dragons or from the overall situation.

"Okay, don't argue anymore. Look, Lord Diapolo agrees with me." Hearing Diapolo's words, Grandma Dzor's eyes narrowed down with laughter, and she was so happy.

"Audrina, Alanna, you two sluts get out of here!"

But at this moment, a disgraceful word came from outside the hall, and then a totem pole wrapped in fierce fighting spirit flew out of the hall and smashed into the center of the hall.

Accompanied by a violent explosion, a strong wind like a knife swept over the broken stones and spread out into all directions of the hall, making a "whistle" whistle sound.

Seeing this formation, Diapolo stretched his hands forward, protected the five girls beside him, and then turned his playful eyes to the Drow Elves Grandmother and the Medusa clan leader.

Although Diapolo was familiar with the honest and fierce voice outside, it was obviously not for him, so there was no need for him to meddle in other people's business, just take his sister to watch the show.

"Daniel, why don't you stay in your Storm Castle? Why are you here to come here?"

He could already hear the noisy and noisy sounds coming from outside, and the mistress of Drown Odrina couldn't sit in her seat, and she flashed and appeared outside the hall.

At this time, everything that caught my eyes made the dark elf whose face was originally full of anger become solemn, because there were taurens everywhere.

Her tribe members did not dare to act rashly when facing such a large number of taurens, but dared to hold a knife and hold a bow and confront her.

"Daniel, what do you want to do? Do you want to take your tribe members to war with my family? Don't forget that the human coalition is still staring outside your fortress. At that time, no matter who loses or who wins, they will be over."

"Chief Daniel, what are you talking about? What should you do to bring your tribe members?"

Such lively movements made the people in the hall unable to sit still and ran out. Then they saw tens of thousands of taurens surrounding the Drow Elves Fortress.

Such a scene made the dwarf leader who originally wanted to watch the show and Medusa Alanna couldn't sit still. If this fight started, no one would be able to get it.

"That's right, Chief Daniel, calm down. If there is a civil strife, the human coalition will definitely take advantage of the opportunity. Then we will return to the dark underground again." Medusa, who was swimming out of the hall, also helped persuade him.

But as soon as he spoke, the tauren chief, who was like a little giant, became even more furious.

"Why are you calm down? You guys colluded together to exclude us, put us in the most dangerous places, and always deduct resources that should have been allocated to us. That's all.

I originally wanted to endure the outcome for the sake of the overall situation, but you are getting too far. Now I have invited our distinguished guests away.
Chapter completed!