The sight was filled with attacking mechas, and the fireworks from the jets were like reflections on a waterfall, flashing and dazzling.
When he thought that so many Gundams were made by himself, Kael'thas felt a surge of pride.
"It's really spectacular." Kaizi turned to look at his chief technician Taronikus: "You did a great job!"
However, Taronikus was a little embarrassed: "My lord, if you are talking about the research and development, improvement and prototype building of Gundam, it is indeed the credit of our magic armor structure craftsmen and archmage, but when it comes to quantity, this
That’s the strength of the Stratholme people.”
"Uh, is that so?" Kaizi was even more embarrassed. He had always thought that Stratholme's Gundam series mechas were all produced in-house.
"Let's talk about it later." The chief technician's slight embarrassment turned into a big embarrassment.
As the forerunner of magical structures, the Elf Craftsman has indeed done a good job. The transmission of consciousness, magic resistance, and resistance to elemental interference have all been improved very well, but there are problems in other areas.
For example, a bunch of magic craftsmen insisted on carving patterns on the Gundam's V-shaped antenna, and the carvings were close to the ivory carvings on Earth. Then they struggled with the players on the painting, and they also argued over the shape of the body and other aspects.
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The result is good. After finishing the main control system here, the elite operators replaced all the outer armor and directly used the skeleton of the Rem version of the mass-produced Gundam, and then used the latest version of Northrend metal.
Finally, the Earth Rabbit per capita passive is activated: [Mass Production] Any technology that comes into the hands of Rabbit will surely achieve large-scale and lowest-priced mass production!
If we really leave everything to the elf craftsmen, it would be ridiculous to have ten mass-produced Gundams a year.
Once it is in the hands of the players, and with the use of Stratholme craftsmen and they don’t have to pay for it, the result is a dumpling-making event.
In addition to the limited number of aircraft carriers, there are also a large number of mechas being transported by heavy trucks.
More than five hundred mechas formed a network of skirmishers and surrounded them.
At this moment, Dragonbone Wilderness mutated.
As the only non-ban-chosen tomb for giant dragons, except for Sindragosa and other poor people who have no life to return to the Dragonblight, the five-color dragons that have died for tens of thousands of years are basically here. Even the black dragon legions who rebelled thousands of years ago,
They are also allowed to enter the black dragon graveyard in Dragonblight after death.
The dragon clan is too tolerant in this regard. Unlike the rabbits on earth, anyone who is treasonous will die outside and have their ashes spread outside. They are not qualified to return to their hometown.
Such a high-density dragon skeleton brings another hidden danger. If undead magic is to cause unlimited trouble, there will be a big problem. The key is that Galakrond is not taboo towards his fellow dragons, regardless of life or death.
It hasn't really crawled out of the cemetery yet, and the surroundings have already begun to mutate.
"Puff puff puff!"
It looks a bit like boiling rye flakes in a pot. The snow-white ice surface mixes with the breath of death rising from the ground, and there is a sense of chaos that mixes black and white. I don’t know how the undead provide energy to Galakrond. It is obviously its old brand.
The skills are starting to come alive.
Within a kilometer around its huge skeleton, those dragon bones that were immersed in the ice and snow began to be covered with a layer of black slurry. This black slurry was extremely disgusting, like bone hyperplasia, and there were roots at the joints of ordinary dragon bones.
Black bone spurs grew out, and at the same time, the slurry solidified on the bones, forming a layer of disgusting grease that squirmed and resembled toad skin.
"Don't go there!" Alexstrasza ordered.
Unfortunately, it was too late. A newly adult red dragon saw that a bone dragon covered in the power of death was resurrecting not far from him, and he breathed out a breath of dragon breath.
Normally, powerful dragon breath can have devastating effects on most things.
He was too young after all.
Under normal circumstances, yes.
However, all the moving bone dragons at this moment are, in the final analysis, just part of Galakrond's body. By saying this, he was telling Galakrond that there were 'fellow dragons' here that he loved to eat.
The next second, several bone dragons shot out from under his suspended body, and even a dragon version of the 'Flying Head Barbarian' with only a dragon's head and spine appeared, biting him severely all over his body.
Several bone dragons worked together to pull, and the young red dragon immediately fell into the cracked earth below.
"Ouch"
"Zizzizi!" He screamed, blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
It was just physical damage, maybe he could be saved, but what was scary was that more mud-like things were covering him, and in just a few breaths, he became the same existence as those bone dragons. And all his vitality turned into a layer of mud.
The red stream of light was injected into Galakrond's twisting torso.
Immediately, many strange eyeballs appeared on the thick white bones. They looked like dragon eyes and the vertical pupils of some kind of beast. It was very scary.
The Red Dragon Queen tilted her head unbearably and said loudly: "The weakness of Galakrond during his lifetime was his eyeballs. If all the eyeballs could be blown out, his body would not be able to absorb more dragon corpses.
, then the victory should belong to us."
This is easier said than done.
Not only do they not deliver food, but they also have to continuously reduce the monster's vitality. For the dragon clan, this is tantamount to asking them to perform "clear the level without injury".
That battle back then was accomplished through Tiergar's five guardian dragons.
Think about the air combat level of the five dragon kings?
Which ordinary ancient dragon can match it?
Now that the Red Dragon Queen is weak, she would not dare to send any of her subordinates there casually. Maybe she would just send food and speed up Galakrond's resurrection.
"Leave it to us! The Trident is invincible." [Situ Panpo] drove a shiny golden modified version of the [Hundred-Style] Gundam from low altitude.
That confident voice made Alexstrasza suspicious.
She couldn't deny that these magical constructs created by humans and elves seemed quite capable of fighting.
In terms of movement, reaction speed and maneuverability, it is certainly not as good as the giant dragon.
How come humans can mass-produce these things!
The point is, these big toys have a completely different fighting style than the dragons.
"Buck u push u push u push u!" The mecha rifle written as [Beam Rifle] and pronounced as [Long Range Fire Element Launcher] kept spitting out tongues of fire.
Even the Stratholme military doesn't know how to define this new type of humanoid mecha-specific rifle.
The caliber of 60mm should undoubtedly be defined as an artillery shell, and the structure of a repeating rifle can be used. The problem is that the gunpowder of the artillery shell is filled with [Elemental Flame].
No matter what this thing is, the lines of fire that cut through the sky landed on the eyes of those corpse-turned-skeleton dragons with extraordinary accuracy.
"Beep, beep!" The sound effect was so weird, it felt like it had been pierced through a "peeing cow pill".
When all the eyeballs were blown away, the originally extremely evil bone dragon suddenly lost all its strength and fell to the ground. Its bones were broken and scattered, becoming a real skeleton again.
Forget it, one mecha couldn't dodge and was bitten by a bone dragon, but it couldn't even suck out the fart...
