Age of Adepts

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This is a remote town ruled by a goblin.

Tbilisi is invisible on the edge of the forest, constantly adjusting the scanning mode of the compound eye, and carefully and comprehensively analyzing the strangeness of the town of Gnome.

On the outskirts of the town there is a soil wall of up to 3 meters. The corners are built with small gazebos. Several goblin warriors are standing on top, holding a strange cylinder in their hands and scanning the small The surrounding town is moving.

Among the small towns, many strange races can be seen in and out, most of which are much higher than the goblin guards on the side. And their common feature is a metal ring with a special material on the neck.

And once they are disobedient or in conflict with the Goblin Guard, the Goblin Guard only needs to press a strange button in the hand, these big blocks will be knocked down by the electric light, and then naturally it is a whips and iron bars.

Billis is slightly stunned.

Is this still a weak goblin in his own impression? When did these green goblin become so cruel and fierce? Do they control the rest of the race by relying on that strange electric shock collar? Then they rely on what to knock down the other side, and put it on the collar...

There were countless questions in the heart of Billis, but these questions were quickly answered by another scene he saw.

Just as Billy was hiding in the forest, there was a huge roar and harsh noise from the other side of the forest, accompanied by a slight tremor on the ground.

It seems... there seems to be any big creatures in the activity.

Billis hesitated and cautiously lurked in the past with the army.

This is a small camp that opens up in the woods.

In the middle of the camp, there are piles of rough logs that have just been felled, and one root has two people holding the thickness.

At the edge of the camp, there are five human-shaped logging robots that are three meters high and weigh 700 kilograms. Sitting on the logging robot console, it is the low green skin goblin that is manipulating them to cut down a tall tree.

Alchemy is still a magical war?

All-metal humanoid shell, huge chain, gears and various drive shafts, exaggerated metal chain saws, and the steaming heat behind the robot...

The huge roar that I heard just now is the noise from the big head spewing steam, and the sharp and harsh sound is the terrible sound of the high-speed chain saw cutting the trunk.

The two trees together, the trees of more than 20 meters collapsed in the harsh chain saw. Then the goblins manipulated the logging robot to clean up all the instinctive branches on the trunk in just a few clicks. This was sent to the rear camp with a pair of mechanical hands holding the logs.

The five busy logging robots obviously have different divisions of labor, two are responsible for cutting trees, one is responsible for cleaning the trunk, and the other two are responsible for transportation... Under the control of several goblin operators, their division of labor is clear. Orderly, it fully demonstrates an alternative power.

The big slaves that Billis saw in the town are also here. Driven by the guards of the Goblin, in a large house, they hold a piece of logs on the cutting machine console, and then in the harsh cutting sound, turn the logs into pieces of suitable size, and finally load the car. Take it away.

Looking at the whole process, Billis understood this. It turned out to be just a small lumberyard under the rule of the green skin goblin. And those rumblings are not the fighting machines of the goblins, just the auxiliary tools they use for logging.

Seeing here, the haze of Billis’s heart was a little heavier.

Seriously, these goblins in front of me are probably the lowest cannon fodder of the so-called Goblin Empire. If even this group of cannon fodder is equipped with a terrible ‘Hercules,’ then the basic strength of the Goblin Empire is easy to imagine.

Although it is only a small plane, and it is just a group of ‘weak and stupid’ goblins that rule the whole plane. However, Billis’s heart suddenly appeared an ominous premonition.

This plane does not seem to be as good as the pre-estimated!

However, as a witch from the world of wizards, Billis naturally cannot be intimidated by the difficulty of this little man. He set his mind, lurking deep into the forest, and began to send some carefully cultivated worms to sneak into the goblin logging field.

............

Wet woodland.

The trees are full of lush tall trees and nasty bushes, while the space that fills the trees is the vines that are difficult to break and the thorns that spread around.

The humidity in the camp is extremely heavy, and it is accompanied by noisy and harsh noise. It is a dream to sleep well in such an environment. Therefore, even if Uldum plugged his ear with a cotton tampon, it was still difficult to fall asleep by the terrible noise of the chain saw and the tremor of the tall trees falling to the ground.

While cursing in a low voice, Uldum rolled over and got out of bed and put on his heavy metal boots, which led the door to be drilled out of the tent.

"Hey, commander, you can wake up. The Tok old man has come to you twice. It seems that there is something particularly important to report to you..." The guard standing at the door of the account is funny. The tone of voice screamed in his ear.

Uldum is the commander of the camp, and the five goblin logging machines are completely assigned to it, so it has also changed into a green-skinned guy who is even higher than the mayor of Beta.

Uldham shook his head, and then he remembered that he had sent the Tok old man to investigate the distant vision half a day ago. The strange sound of the swaying world can be clearly perceived even after dozens of miles.

Without reason, Uldum felt a guilty short-sightedness. Under the guidance of inexplicable thoughts, he immediately sent his most powerful goblin helicopter to investigate there. Now that the other party ran back to report, there must be something special.

Thinking of this, Uldum immediately strode to the inside of a wooden hall in the middle of the camp. Sure enough, the old Tok is eager to circle around the wooden table, while the Goblin apprentice Mossatin sits on the side with a blank face, as if he has not figured out the situation.

"Let's say, Tok old!" Commander Uldum walked into the wooden hall and sat down at the wooden table, looking at the other side with a heavy look: "What kind of news did you bring back to me this time?"

"Respected commander, I may not bring back good news this time!" Tucker took off the windshield and grabbed his fur hat in his hand, looking suspicious.

"Let's talk, I am listening..." Uldum's heart sank.

"I think... I suspect... there are already some alien monsters breaking into our world!" Tucker tightened his fur hat and finally said his thoughts.

The commander stood up, and the green face covered with beige spots immediately appeared a nervous look. Even the beaded gun asked: "What kind of monster? What kind of strength? How many?"

Tok's old-fashioned Nono said: "We went there and saw nothing, only to see a jungle that was destroyed after being out of control."

"Nothing to see? The monster you said..."

"Although we haven't seen anything, but with my many years of experience, I can feel it, there is a trace of evil that does not belong to our world!"

Commander Uldum sat down again and his face was hesitant and unresolved.

As an old goblin warrior who has been following for himself for a long time, Tucker has a wealth of experience that other goblins can hardly match. So for its report, there is no reason not to pay attention to it. But there is no evidence, how can I reflect it to the upper level!

He was hesitating, and the outside camp suddenly heard the noise of slaves.

"What happened?" Uldum didn't scream.

A guard guarding the door ran in and reported: "Report... report... report... a monster came from the camp, and two slaves have been killed..."

When he heard the word of the monster, Uldham’s heart trembled and immediately pulled out his short-handed goblin rifle from his waist and rushed out. And Tucker and Mossad also followed the wooden hall behind him.

At this time, the southwest corner of the camp has become a mess.

Twenty or thirty troll slaves are escaping around, and behind them, they are chasing a strange locust of the size of a puppies. On the edge of the camp farther away, the bodies of three troll slaves were lying there, and the throat was bitten and bloody, apparently losing their lives.

At the moment when the gnomes such as Uldum rushed out, a firecracker-like musket sounded in the camp. Seven or eight guards of the goblin guarding the camp have fired guns at the worms.

Uldum saw it very clearly. The metal projectiles were shot by the explosion* and hit the body of the strange locusts at a speed that was hard to capture with the naked eye. But what happened to it almost screamed and screamed. Almost without exception, the metal projectiles flew after hitting the black carapace of the strange locust.

The part where the singular locust was shot, either left a deep pit or slipped a deep mark, but did not penetrate the other's carapace.

And the collapsed projectile even knocked down two trolled slaves.

The body of the locust, which was angered by the attack, suddenly swayed a layer of khaki dust, and its body suddenly disappeared in the smoke. When it reappears, it is already on the side of a goblin guard 20 meters away.

Click here...

A squeaky, soft, soft, crisp sound came out, and the terrible locust actually smashed the right leg of the Goblin guard with the giant python in front of the worm. Even the half-finger metal armor on the Goblin guard can't block this horrible bite, and it was bitten in the mouth and chewed and swallowed forcibly.

Damn, the goblin musket can't beat it at all!

"Come on, turn the logging machine back to me..."

The angry scream of Commander Uldum immediately sounded in the camp.