Age of Adepts

The once bustling town of Beta has now become a bloody Shura slaughterhouse.

The speedy spinning geotechnical spacecraft, flying at half an altitude of 50 metres, slowly arrived over the town of Beta, shocking the tragic situation below.

Small towns cross just seventy-eight streets, but there are plenty of shops and shops along the road, most of which are weapons stores, blacksmiths and gold refiners. If you put it in the usual way, this is the golden time when pedestrians weave and big shops drank hard.

But now…

On the streets, lying seven verticals full of mutilated goblins and slaves. Shop doors open along the street, and it's also a mess inside, where you can see massive areas of dark red blood stains and all the bodies of the devoured face...

Blacksmith's Shops and Alchemists were lit.

That fierce flame gushed out of the store, licking all the burning matter madly. Although most of the geotechnical buildings are fitted with metal panels to enhance defense, many of the core parts are also fitted with full metal components.

Unfortunately, in front of a sea of unstoppable fire, it all turns to ashes!

“Master Beirut is still inside the Alchemy Bank…" Obem's painful cry came from the Goblin spacecraft.

Beirut is the only senior geotechnical engineer in the town of Beta who can repair any mechanical failure of the logging robot. So seeing the Alchemist also fall into a fierce fire, Obeim's heart is in pain at this moment.

Watching a fierce fire scene beneath you, the Goblin can only adjust its direction from time to time and move flexibly through a flaming pillar and choking black smoke.

The attack on the town of Beta lasted only half an hour, but the trauma inflicted on it was fatal.

That damned enemy seems to be extremely familiar with the town, and after forcefully killing from the entrance to the town, he went straight down the street to the alchemy. Then, after madly slaughtering the alchemy and the blacksmith shop, he followed another nearest road out of town and fled in the northwest direction.

And the northwestern direction of the town is another lush rainforest.

The Goblins behaved so clearly to their enemies because they were able to see a clear blood path on a panoramic view of the town at a glance over a high-altitude Goblin airship. Although the surrounding streets and shops have also been attacked to varying degrees by the enemy, it is still very intuitive to see where the main battlefield is and where only 'innocent’ has been affected from the degree of destruction and cleansing.

When the Goblin was seen roaming over the town, the Goblins, frightened by the massacre to hide, drilled out again, crying and waving their arms at the sky.

At a time when people thought the danger was over, the blacksmith's shop in flames suddenly exploded in shock, and the mushroom-shaped building above the ground suddenly collapsed into pieces, with countless pieces of wood chips and broken twisted metal plates pouring in all directions like rain.

In the sky, suddenly there was another terrible rain.

This... This is a large amount of gunpowder stored in the blacksmith's cellar that was lit!

After the horrific explosion, a huge pit of dirt collapsed in the heart of the town of Beta, and the pit became dark and turned into a huge sea of fire. And on the edge of the pit, as sporadic debris continues to roll down, you can also glimpse some goblins and slaves climbing onto the pit walls, screaming for help.

Legion leader Bazk's face turned blue and his teeth were bitten and his fists clenched tightly.

“Obeim, you go down there and help the mayor out here right now, I'm taking someone to track down that damn intruder... Quick, execute the order! ”

“Yes!”

Obeim performed a military ceremony, picked up an umbrella bag from the guard officer next to him and came to the edge of the sperm boat, biting his teeth and jumping.

In order to track down the enemy as soon as possible, the Goblin has run out of time to lower him to safety. So, even knowing that the sperm umbrella bag is not very secure, Obeim still has to obey the orders of the Legion Commander.

As a small cluster of mushrooms blossomed in the sky, a speedy speedboat of goblins turned a flexible turn towards the northwest of the town.

“Cheer me up...” Legion Commander Bazk ripped open the wind that suffocated him, waving the bronze hand in his hand and roaring out loud: “All observers get me in position, be sure to find that damn guy... All gunners, get everything ready, when you find the enemy, I want you to flood me with 100% rage...”

In its roar, a goblin with a single-barrel sight mirror around his neck ran to both sides of the boat, filling every observation position, and then lifting the sight mirror to look at every suspicious spot underneath him.

In the cabin, countless goblins were running and shouting, and a whole bronze cast magic artillery was pushed into the firing position, overhanging the metal panels on the hull, revealing the mouth of the black hole.

Unlike Earth, however, there are no piles of metal bullets and giant powder barrels in the cabin, but they are replaced by a box of magic batteries. These magic artillery are perfectly engineered by the Imperial Academy of Engineering and Technology to transform the strange energy in the magic battery into an unstable energy fireball.

Once such an energy fireball is launched, a slight collision will trigger a terrible energy blast.

And a very expensive magic battery would have to be replaced only if it excited five energy fireballs, so the artillery artist who was cultivated by the Great Empire of Earth was actually talking about how to quickly replace the energy battery in battle.

It's obviously a huge waste to replace a magic battery if it's not depleted. And if the magic cannon doesn't cool completely, replace the magic battery, and it can easily trigger a self-destruct. So the sperm gunner is also an extremely skilled and lucky profession!

The speedboat flew rapidly at a low altitude of 30 metres in the vicinity, and a pair of eyes stared innumerably wide at the ground, sweeping nervously without letting any wind blow the grass.

Finally, on the edge of a woodland 2 miles from Beta Town, the goblins found traces of the remaining alien insects climbing through the soil.

Look at the number of traces, the number of foreign worms is obviously not less than ten!

As the traces disappeared into the reckless jungle, the Commander of the Bazk Legion immediately became uncontrollable.

“Tell Naru to bring the Marine Corps to me right away... I want him to flatten this place right away...”

Naru is Vice Corps Commander of the 7th Corps.

When Bazk first drove back with the Goblin spacecraft, he deliberately left the Vice Legion Commander in command. As a result, the Seventh Army Regiment, which was rushing to the town of Beta on fire, immediately lost its direction and proceeded at high speed towards the position of the Commander of the Regiment.

With goblin tanks and land birds, the goblins can travel up to 50 miles an hour. However, the slightly clumsy magic armor and logging robot clearly failed to keep pace with the big troops, so the entire team dragged over three or four miles, looking like a long, disconnected snake.

Billis, the bug witch who has been hiding in the vicinity, was forced to lick his lips with regret.

His current bug army is not yet formed. He can fight small local battles well. If he wants to cope with large-scale wars at the Legion level, he will look like a water truck, not enough to see.

The raid on the western town of Essence just now led to the capture of two or three high-ranking figures in the area, as well as the harvest of a huge number of magic batteries and other unknown materials. The Goblin captives were transferred to a hidden cave, while the seized loot was stored in a storage ring.

That's why he still maintains great mobility and flexibility.

As for the ‘marks’ that remain on the edge of the woodlands, it is just a disguise. Billis separated the three scorpions and led the enemy's head elsewhere, while he himself turned around with the remaining twelve scorpions and re-killed them to the logging camp.

He will not do what is tough with the enemy. Until subsequent support arrives, the master will give him the task of surviving and then expanding the bug army as much as possible.

In the world of wizards, worms like him are bound everywhere by the code of wizards, and they have never been able to capture intelligent creatures with impunity to expand their legions. And here, the whole surface is a delicious piece of cheese that has not yet been deeply developed, and there will be no interference from the abominable wizard law-enforcers if he tosses around here.

So he likes it here!

Although there are unknown risks and crises here, Billis creates an unspeakable sense of comfort and ease deep in his heart. He likes it here, or he belongs here...

There's nothing better and more comfortable in this world than a delicious meal full of fresh blood waiting for him to pick and swallow it?

So an hour later, the commander of the Bazk Legion, who was madly engaged in demolition and sweeping, received another distant alert and the logging camp was attacked!

When it hurried back to the lumberyard camp with the Seventh Army Regiment, all it could see was glistening and the blood on the beach. Worse still, all the remaining geostationery guards and troll slaves had disappeared, and the entire Nodak camp could not even find the body with the remnants.

And the magic batteries stored in the camp warehouse are even less flawed, which is the worst news for the 7th Army Regiment!

The Marine Corps must rely on a magic battery for all of its magic to function properly, but now that the stored magic batteries have been swept away by the enemy, what will sustain the next battle of the Marine Corps?

The head of the Bazk army, aware of the problem for the first time, calmed down immediately and, after much deliberation, did not send anyone to hold on to the camp without proof. Instead, they led all the goblin fighters into the town of Beta, where they built a new defense system around it.

After all that had been done, the head of the Bazk army finally laid down his so-called face and began sending people to the Imperial Ministry to explain the situation there, and sent hundreds of thousands of urgent letters of help to the heads of the nearby regiments.

So, beyond the perception of the bug witch Billis, a bigger war storm is quietly forming...