Behind the counter stood a short old man, a dwarf old man, to be exact.

Because of this, he was able to hide behind the counter without being noticed by Downey, making Downey mistakenly think that there was no one in the house.

At the same time, he is also a very self-assertive dwarf, for the simple reason that he is a very rare wizard among dwarves.

While there is a chance that a caster will be born regardless of race, the dwarves undoubtedly prefer to wield a hammer.

The dwarven wizard Biggs is not very talented, and he has not caught up with the really good times, and now his extraordinary power is constantly rising, but it is already very old, and it is difficult to make any breakthroughs, so it is just an ordinary wizard now.

"Guest, what do you need? Biggs will do its best to get you what you need! ”

As he spoke, Biggs pulled out a hand cannon with a barrel the length of an adult's forearm from the counter, the metal standing out in the light.

"This is the product of a combination of spells and firearms, originally a firearm that was invented by ordinary people but could not be used, I made some changes on it..."

Donnie interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said directly, "I need strange things that can hide my breath, and I don't need weapons. ”

The hand cannon on the counter is naturally quite scary to look at, but in fact it will never be easy to use in battle, at least Donnie can't hold it to fight others, if it is Shaunelli, it will be about the same.

Biggs was a little disappointed, this hand cannon was his own transformation, although he was a wizard, he liked the occult more than that, but he also liked to build weapons, and even when he was younger, he had a fantasy that wanted to combine the two, preferably to create a huge machine that could be freely controlled and could use spells.

He's here here, so it's clear that his thoughts are just thoughts now.

To complete his fantasies, there was too much knowledge needed for Biggs to grasp.

"If you don't need weapons—" Biggs hesitated, thinking carefully about his collection.

"Yes, this guest, you wait a while, I once got a dragon scale in the lair of the earth-walking dragon, as long as you can pay the starting price, it will be yours!"

As he spoke, Biggs opened a locked box and pulled out a dusty fan-shaped scale from inside.

"Oh, that's it, the dragon scales of the gray spirit dragon, which has the function of hiding the breath, it is said that this gray spirit dragon is an assassin among the dragons, and can completely lock its own breath. Coupled with other abilities, you can't see its existence even if you stand in front of it. ”

Downey hadn't heard of any grey spirit dragons, which touched on the blind spot of his occult knowledge.

This is not surprising, after all, there is so much occult knowledge that it is impossible for a person to master it all in his lifetime, let alone generate new content every moment.

The true dragons have been gone for a long time, and only some strange races such as earth-walking dragons and half-dragons that have never been recognized exist.

What Downey knows is that the true dragons have left this world, but when their supernatural powers have recovered to a certain level, they will return.

Hundreds of years later, real dragon haunts are nothing new.

It's just that the gray spirit dragon has indeed never heard of it, and it may be a branch of the dragon class that is scarce in number and not known to outsiders.

But it doesn't matter, Downey has an eye for general knowledge, and you can know if it's true or not.

After taking a look, Donnie didn't take the so-called Gray Spirit Dragon Scale, but said with a smile: "I don't like this thing very much, do you have anything else here?" If not, I'll look elsewhere first. ”

When shopping in such a place, it is obvious that eyesight is very important.

After all, the personalities of many extraordinary people are worse than ordinary people, and it is not uncommon to fake strange things.

Biggs, the old dwarf, does have some means, and the scales of the gray spirit dragon have mysterious patterns on them, exuding a mysterious aura, but this can show that the thing is true, and it has the effect of covering the breath in Biggs's mouth.

In fact, it's just a fragment of lightning rock, with spells attached to it that make the senses miss.

Hearing Donnie say this, Biggs immediately understood that his little trick had been recognized.

Biggs smiled, withdrew the scales, and then said, "What I have here may not meet your requirements, if I'm not mistaken, Old Thorne has a pocket watch made from the heart core of the invisible monster, although that thing can't make people invisible like the skin of the invisible monster, but it can reduce the user's breath to a very low level, maybe old Thorne will sell it to you." ”

Donnie nodded, not grabbing Biggs.

The Lothorernburg didn't make any rules against the Extraordinaires, and even if Downey made a big deal about it, it wouldn't do much good.

After the previous incident, the grotesque whispers and negative effects have decreased a lot, and Downey doesn't want to cause any more changes because of Biggs.

After asking where Old Thorne's shop was, Downey left Biggs' shop.

And the dwarves whose lives are coming to an end are waiting for the next customer.

Old Thorne's shop was located in a more remote location, and from the outside it looked like a wooden minaret, but it was only three floors.

If you throw away the reason for the building materials, it looks a bit like a pyramid.

Compared with the mysterious Biggs, Mr. Thorne, who is also a wizard, is more acceptable to Donnie.

Thorne's shop has a lot of clocks hanging in his shop, and when Downey enters, Thorne is attaching a spell to a watch.

It's a job that requires concentration, repeatedly casting spells to solidify spells onto items, so Donnie didn't bother Thorne and looked at the items around him.

In addition to watches, pocket watches, clocks, and grandfather clocks of various styles and abilities, Downey also saw blood-stained bridles, purple wooden canes with several painful faces, and several spatial artifacts of various shapes, the best of which was not much different from the hollow-wing backpack in Downey's hand.

Guns, bullets, crossbow arrows, and cold weapons with spells attached to them are neatly arranged on the counter, emitting different colors of aura in the light.

"What do you want?" The voice rang out from behind Donnie, and Thorne had already solidified the talisman on his watch.

Faced with a wizard who was in the same realm as his own strength, Donnie was not so restrained that he directly stated his purpose.

Thorne frowned when he heard Donnie's request, because Donnie didn't want those strange things with average effects, and the effects of those things were not even as good as Donnie's own.

Thorne didn't pull anything out, but instead asked Donnie a question, "Where did you hear that I had the heart core of the invisible monster in my hand?"

"A dwarven wizard named Biggs told me." Downey sold Biggs without any pressure.

"I knew it was him!" Thorne was a little angry, and soon realized that he had lost his temper.