Shen Yanxiao could not understand why the sacred tool, which was regarded as a divine weapon in the world of humans, was so unpopular with the dwarves.

The alchemy of the dwarves was so excellent that it was not at all difficult for them to build a superior sacred tool. Among all the races, the dwarves were the only race that could achieve the act of fully equipping their entire race with sacred tools. It was obviously such great assistance to them, but they were not using it. It was really a waste.

"Holy box? Is that really pretty good?" Mengmeng Qi was a little hesitant. The status of the holy box in the minds of the dwarves had not been suppressed for only a day or two, and it was difficult for them to reverse their idea about it.

"Of course." In order to convince Mengmeng Qi, Shen Yanxiao impressively transformed her sacred tool into its armor form.