The original absurd idea was rejected by Juan himself in an instant. The reason was simple. Although the aura emitted by these demon dolls was not obvious, they were all lord-level elemental elves.
In the past, when he faced any elemental lord, he would be oppressed by the opponent's natural aura and find it difficult to maintain normal emotions. This is why a magician cannot make a contract with a lord-level elemental elf when his strength has not reached a certain level.
The main reason for the contract. Even the dialogue can no longer be normal, what conditions should be discussed, and what kind of deal should be made.
I don’t know what method they used to suppress these tall demon puppets, or they just borrowed the power of those elemental lords. In short, they cannot be underestimated. Any elemental lord placed in the Lost Land is a king-level monster.
The level cannot be competed by one person.
Looking around now, there are nearly a hundred demons of the same level. Even those short demons have considerable strength in Juan's perception, and there are even many "acquaintances" among them.
Other magicians may not be keen enough to notice the difference. But Juan Javier, who is good at elemental magic and has traveled to the elemental plane, recognized many of these golems that he had sensed from a distance.
Most of the elemental lords he had passed were considered 'weak' at the time and were not qualified to contact them. Now I guess...well, most of them are not qualified either.
So what is the relationship between these special golems and the magicians around them?
When Huan was wondering, the robots saw Lin's appearance, bowed one after another, and greeted in the common language of Midi: "Your Majesty the Magician, welcome to your arrival."
I didn't think anything of such a greeting, but Juan's eyes almost bulged out when he heard it! When would these bossy elemental elf bosses be so polite to a human being? These are all members of the same element.
Things that have never been heard of among magicians dealing with elves.
However, Lin really doesn't care about this kind of thing. As long as it doesn't sound like obvious discrimination, as a time traveler, he will only think that this is just a title or a nickname. Only the little people who are neither above nor below will care about it.
How do others address themselves?
So no matter how the robots changed their names, he still used to maintain the politeness he retained in his hometown. He gave the robots a simple courtesy of a magician and said: "Everyone is well. Is there some air here?"
"Lin had this question because he heard the voices of the robots, not the direct voice transmission from his mind like before.
One of the leader-level robots said: "Yes, the Imaginary Number Palace has considered the survival factors of human beings, so it has adjusted the living environment in the war finger room so that you can stay there less strenuously."
After confirming the environmental parameters he had collected, Lin tried to dispel the environmental adaptation magic on his body and took a few breaths. As expected, the air ratio and pressure data were all parameters that simulated the environment of the fascinating land.
"Thank you very much." Lin reached out and scratched the white snake's raised chin on his left shoulder. This little guy, who looked more like a pet snake than a dog, actually squinted his eyes and stretched his neck comfortably. At the same time, he asked:
"So the preparations for the plane expedition are all completed?"
The little guy on his shoulder spit out his words, and the walls around the war finger room projected the scene outside the Imaginary Number on it. For an instant, everyone seemed to be floating in the air, up, down, left, and right, and in all directions were densely packed warships, large and small, blocking the sky and the sun. Lin Huan In particular, I noticed that there were four more colonial ships of the same level as the Imaginary Number.
At this time, the green mouse on her right shoulder jumped out, and fragments of small substances gathered around it. Finally, Hefquin's twin-tailed mechanical girl gathered in front of her. The expressionless queen weighed her feet. Trying to show cuteness with body movements. At the same time, she introduced: "There are five imaginary-class warships. The remaining warships of various types form a fleet of about 20,000 ships, with a total of forty-three fleets participating in the battle. The total number of robots is 350 million, not counting fractions. We are here in full force. We have an unprecedented military strength."
But what Lin was really curious about was the few extra colonial ships. When he left before and went back to Maze to repair, there were no such big guys.
Hefquin, on behalf of other robots, explained: "This is not because we want to conduct an interdimensional war. It would be too slow to open the door and send infantry to walk over. So we solicited internal volunteers to conduct The second fire transformation transformed us into a battleship. And because the imaginary class can accommodate the most soldiers, we found a way to get four more ships."
"You can make do with it." Lin said in surprise.
"He didn't complete the Imaginary Number alone. The little guys from Snake King Ridge all became parts on the Imaginary Number. I'm afraid there are no less than a hundred thousand of them. Other Imaginary Number-class battleships have more than ten people and less. There are three or four of them, all of whom are reassembled from leader-level robots who were once elemental lords. I am also one of them,──"
Hefquin excitedly pointed to the left side of the Imaginary Number. A ship whose shape was completely different from that of the Imaginary Number, but no less bulky, had a painted human woman with blond hair and big boobs painted on the side, but with the characteristics of a bee's tail and antennae. Someone who was watching suddenly discovered that Hua Hui was actually blinking at him. Comparing it with the expressionless mechanical girl with twin ponytails, Lin felt dumbfounded and speechless.
"──And this aggregation is not permanent. If there is no need in the future and we want to separate again, we can carry out a second transformation at any time. The same is true for other battleships. They can change back to the form of robots at any time, instead of It will always be a battleship. Of course, many people have already begun to study the deformation structure. They plan to solve it once and for all."
The development of the robot race is actually out of someone's control. Although it is still guided by the knowledge input in the fire, the development direction is not exactly the technology tree planned by Lin.
Although the creativity of the elemental elves is not as good as that of Homo sapiens, there are bound to be weird ideas in large numbers. And these alien brains will be concentrated into the fire, which will form a national community that is even larger than the Manhattan Project. Research.
As long as there are one or two shining points, they will be applied by a large number of groups and feedback on the advantages and disadvantages. And these feedbacks will become the basis of the next research. Therefore, the development speed of robots is even faster than that of the earth before someone traveled through it. Can't catch up.
At least the existence of commercial barriers and national differences, although there are advantages to competition, also limits the collaborative development of geoscientists and engineers. It is difficult to distinguish the superiority of the two development models.
However, it is always a good thing. At least the robots are friendly forces now, and there will be no conflicts of interest in the future, so they should not be on the opposite side. So after Lin knew that the robots were preparing to start an interdimensional war, he immediately became concerned
Another question: "Who are you going to attack first?"