Dark Eldar

"The 'dragon bones' dropped by the dragonmen are said to be the core material of some kind of divine weapon? Edward, do you know anything about it?" Loki asked jokingly. He wanted to ease the tension between the two sides in the dragon cave.

On one side stood a line of level 45 half-dragon guards, their armor gleaming with gold and clad in dragon scales. There were approximately 150 of them. Their levels and equipment were uniform.

On the other side are Loki, the "otherworldly" archmage, and Edward III, the "otherworldly" sorcerer, two people.

If 150 level 45 "elite" half-dragon guards (not fully evolved), plus archers in the back row, form a combined attack, their combat power will be multiplied, which will be a great test for both Loki and Edward!

"At a time like this, you're still joking? Aren't you afraid of angering them?" Edward III cautiously reminded him.

"Why don't they attack us yet? Are they waiting for me to make the first move?" Loki asked.

"You'd better not, or we'll be put on the defensive. We'll have completely deviated from the mission's direction. Master Schopenhauer will definitely blame us!" Edward replied. He had already taken out his temporary "Stone Jade Staff," a low-level blue warlock-specific staff. He was ready to unleash the Cyclops at any moment. (Stone Jade Warlock Staff Attributes: Indirectly increases the physical attack and defense of magical pets; the warlock profession has long since fallen, and forging this blue-specific staff is still somewhat difficult for an otherworldly blacksmith.)

Loki caught a glimpse of the "personal staff" and almost burst out laughing. "How chilling. Does he intend to use this thing to complete his mission? Forging a purple old sorcerer's staff wouldn't be difficult for me, it just takes time."

Loki pointed and said, "Hey! Edward, just stick with your old 'Elven Staff'! Don't be so dogmatic, insisting that each class must use a specific weapon. If that's the case, I can change the attributes of your Elven Staff! Just tell me what enchantments you want!"

"Alright, we'll talk about it later! I suggest we throw some gold coins around and see what those dragon people really want? Or, I can ask them," Edward suggested.

"Hmm... It is indeed a very awkward situation, and I don't want to start a massacre. Black dragons? They're not really enemies. Compared to your old rivals, the Dark Legion, the dragons haven't done as much evil. At most, they steal the raw material for the trident—gold! Your gold coins are exactly what they're looking for! Save your money, it's not easy to earn it! I'll do as you said and try to communicate with them!" Loki decided to step forward and greet the dragons who had been standing there for half an hour.

"Hello! Hello! I am Loki from another world..."

"We already know!" a half-dragon standing in the middle of the group shouted in response. He was probably the head guard. (Level 60)

"Oh? You actually know me?"

"Then what do you want? Is it the same as before? Do you want me to return the dragon bones and gall bladders I worked so hard to obtain?" Loki asked. He hadn't expected the dragonkin to have such powerful memories! A hundred years had passed, and they still remembered things he had almost forgotten.

"Your artifact, the 'Mold of the Creator,' was forged from the dragon bones of our brothers and sisters! It doesn't belong to you!" the dragon guards shouted. It turned out they wanted the hammer Loki was carrying...

"Sabrian is definitely inside. Why don't you have him come and talk to me in person?" Loki suggested.

"You are not worthy to see our King! Our Black Dragon Clan has existed for tens of thousands of years..." The guard leader, "as usual," rambled on and on.

"Alright! I admit you're ancient and powerful! I'm telling you, the artifact is bound to you, Dragonkin brother! You can't take it away!" Loki emphasized, trying to be helpful. He knew that the ancient Dragonkin's knowledge was not equivalent to that of humans. (According to ancient rules, artifacts indeed didn't have a concept of "binding." Back then, large-scale racial wars never ceased in the struggle for weapons that had no limitations...)

"Binding? Why can anyone use our trident?" the taciturn Captain Dragon questioned.

"Alright, got it! Come on! Let's do an experiment!" Loki, not wanting to waste any more time explaining, decided to "hand over" the artifact.

Loki slowly took out the "Mold of the Creator," gently placed it on the ground, took two steps back, and said, "Here! You try it."

With a "whoosh!"

Captain Long immediately appeared!

Approach Loki's artifact, ready to "easily pick it up"...