Age of Adepts

At dawn, reinforcements from the logging camp arrived.

The 378-dignitary warrior sat on a so-called land bird mount, traveling hundreds of miles across the spectacular speed to the lumberyard camp. And as they arrived together, there was a sperm ship, three sperm tanks and twelve more powerful magic armors than logging robots.

The geotechnical craft looks like a wooden sailboat flying over the blue sky, except that the outer surface of the boat is covered with bronze panels. And the way the ship floats is not by extraordinary force, but by a huge leather bag filled with mysterious gases.

To make the Goblin cooler, the Goblins painted the boat's floating leather bag into a colorful shark, and then tied the leather bag and the boat together with an alloy chain. In this way, the Goblin spacecraft can fly * freely in the sky with the enormous buoyancy of the leather bag.

Moreover, in addition to being used as a means of transport for manned cargo, this geotechnical craft has four or five powerful magic artillery on it, so it has basically an air-to-ground attack power.

As for the Goblin tank, it's actually just a metal tank with magic artillery. Those four wide metal wheels are just over two meters tall, while the thick, bulky tank interior has limited space and can only be fitted with three spells simultaneously.

A sperm car leader, a gunner, an observer.

Though modest, with its sturdy body and powerful artillery, it is still an appalling and daunting magic.

But in the whole Legion of the Goblins, the 12 Magical Mechanics are the core of the battle.

From the outside, Magical Armor is a metal puppet up to six meters high, with a head like a human being and limbs of the trunk. Unlike logging robots, however, Magical Mechanics are all-over battle magic, and the goblin mechanic who operates them hides in a generous torso. The logging robot, on the other hand, is a semi-open engineering technique. In order to make it easier to see the surrounding operating environment, there is no upper body like magical armor, and above the chest is a semi-open operating platform.

So the goblins that manipulate the logging robot are vulnerable to long-range enemy attacks, and the Magical Armor doesn't exist at all.

A small lumberyard camp suddenly poured into such a huge land squad that it immediately became boiling and noisy.

And the anomaly here, of course, did not escape Billis' flight outpost, so a moment later, Billis took the scorpion warbug back to the vicinity of the camp and watched the movement remotely.

Without waiting for him, half an hour later, as a group of visibly coated goblins boarded the goblin airship floating in the woods, the camp that had just fallen silent became noisy again.

Focusing on the sperm ship, three sperm tanks and twelve magic machines lined up, rushing into the jungle like an unstoppable steel chariot.

Traveling at high speeds, the Goblin tank fired densely, spraying magic fireballs outward from the mouth of the magic artillery. Where the Magic Fireball falls is a shock-and-mouth explosion, followed by a fierce flame shockwave.

Even the tall trees held together could not withstand the melee blast of a magic fireball.

So as the Goblin tank fired and propelled, the jungle in front of the Goblin Marine Regiment immediately lit up, and the wood chips flew. A tall, ancient tree fell in a squeaky, painful mouth and was then brutally pushed to both sides by logging robots.

Behind a steel chariot made up of goblin tanks, logging robots, and magic armor, there are goblin warriors lined up to ride landing birds. They sit on the tall backs of land birds with a sperm gun in their hands. Once an unusual movement is discovered in the jungle, it is immediately a ladylike barrage attack without saying a word.

Some of the wild chickens, leopards and horns living in the bushes were immediately among the most tragic. They were scared away by deafening magic artillery, but unfortunately just as soon as they flew out of the jungle they were torn to pieces by metal bullets fired in the face.

Their flesh and blood residues wet the black soil of the jungle, yet without blood penetrating, a giant metal foot plate stepped down. When it was lifted again, a beach stirred between the foot plate and the ground revealed leaching sticky, disgusting blood sauce.

Goblins, what are you doing?

Are they... are they going to flatten the whole jungle?

Billis' gaze fell far over the neatly propelled Iron Legion through sparse and delicate trees. The other party was clearly just a bunch of cowardly goblins, but when they hid in a tall and sturdy piece of magic, the man stood in the way of killing, and the Buddha's horror of killing the Buddha was really a little tricky for Billis.

With a base attack power of only 30 degrees, this group of magicians has basically the same basic apprenticeship attack power as the Wizard World. And those blasted magic artillery guns have an energy intensity of up to 70 degrees, which has reached that level of quasi-woman.

It would not have been possible to threaten a witch like Billis with such intensity. But even minor injuries can't stand the other side's large numbers. Once Billis appears within the reach of the Terrestrial Corps attack, an intense fire on the other side is likely to devastate his immortal body.

Immortality does not mean that he is truly immortal, and Billis relies more on the division of the torso to disguise himself and share the harm he has suffered. So every injury means that part of the worm will collapse and disappear, and then take away the damage.

This time he was chosen as a pointy soldier for the invasion, and his master Grimm gave him a 'furious’ symbol. This would allow his men to explode twice as quickly as before, but during a violent period, they would only attack their enemies frantically and would no longer follow Billis' remote command.

It's also a pity!

So Billis' priority now is lurking, reconnaissance and waiting for follow-up support, rather than standing idly by and struggling with the local Aboriginal people.

So when Billis discovered what the Goblins were doing, he unfortunately had to take the bug soldiers deep into the jungle and detour towards Beta Town.

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Snake the grass, turn the jungle here into a flaming sea with violent and violent attacks, and in this way drive out those horrible infiltrators. Once they are exposed to the Legion of Stainless Steel, waiting for them is necessarily a stormy magic fireball.

But unfortunately, let them torment the jungle so miserably that they never found the trail of the alien insect, but rather the countless jungle beasts who were ‘accidentally injured'.

Even those fierce black bear monkeys will not be attacked through that dense, rainy barrage.

How can these green skinned goblins become rulers of the whole spectrum, from their skilled manipulation of magic and powerful magic weapons?

At a time when there are not enough magic elements inside the table, and the number and quality of monsters are not enough to threaten the Goblin community, the Green Leather Leather Leather Leather Leather Leathers became owners and masters of this table thanks to their strong engineering and alchemy and skilled use of various magic machines.

In front of them, ordinary creatures lacking extraordinary power simply do not have the strength to confront them. Whether wildlings, trolls, humans, or other intelligent lives, they can only bow their ears in front of the magician warriors with live ammunition, digging for them and managing the underlying slaves of the plantation.

As for civilization… in this context, there is only geographic civilization. As for the rest of the civilizations, they have been bombarded in the rumbling sound of a magical fireball explosion into pieces of civilization that are difficult to assemble and eventually buried in a historical flood rolling forward.

With powerful magic, the cowardly and foolish goblins who had been sung by millions of people turned themselves into masters, instead oppressing other races beneath them with indiscriminate softness.

Lie down and watch the Marines march wildly underneath, and Commander Bazk is filled with unspeakable pride and excitement. Had it not been at a height of 100 meters, it would have had to pull out its bronze handkerchief and put a few shots into the sky.

But because of the nobility of the earth, it suppressed the agitation inside, frowned at Obem beside him: "Hey, country boy, where's the intruder you said? Don't they dare come out in hiding? But you swore Dandan said they were near the camp... now... where are they? ”

As the only Legion of the Goblins within a thousand miles of each other, the position of Commander of the Bazk Legion is virtually non-existent in the Karyak region. Moreover, the leader of the Batsk Legion led the Seventh Land Army after hundreds of battles, annihilating one ‘slave rebel' after another.

So don't fill a row of fine, tiny badges of honor in front of its sturdy military chest.

And each of these badges is stained red with hundreds of slave blood!

Obem could only bow with a smile when he heard the unsolicited questioning of the Commander of the Bazk Regiment: "Lord Bazk, it must be that the regiment you lead is too strong, and that's why they look out for the wind...”

Before the end of the conversation, Obem's voice suddenly stagnated, a pair of small green bean-like eyes stared round and looked remotely behind Bazk somewhere.

In the distance at the end of the sky, a huge black smoke rises and you can see the blazing flames. And where the black smoke flame rises, it is... it is the town of Beta!

“Beta Town... my Beta Town...” Obem's painful mouthpiece now.