This is the end of the Qin Sea. If you sail further, you will have to enter the Demon Sea area. Therefore, no one will visit this ocean except the goblins.
Two three-masted sailing ships rolled up their animal skin sails and threw out their iron anchors. Five goblin airships roared among the clouds. Every half hour, five dragon crystals were consumed. However, the man in the wheelchair had no idea about these things.
But he didn't seem to care. His eyes were fixed on the figure floating in the sea in front of him.
"Long time no see, the great 'Twelve Demonic Beasts', Lord of the Thorny Desert Wolf Plains, His Excellency the Poisonous Wolf Managalm." The man in the wheelchair said loudly, but he was not afraid of the identity of the ancient ferocious beast at all. However, although the goblin masters around him looked fierce on the surface, most of them were extremely scared inside. If there was a second choice, then it is estimated that no idiot would face an ancient
A ferocious beast, not to mention the stupid behavior of actively provoking the other party.
"Sure enough, you still look like this. You still look like this...and you haven't aged for hundreds of years!"
"But having said that, after thinking about it, I think I still like your first face better. How about, do you want to show it to your useless subordinates?"
Poison Wolf Managalm waved his hands with a smile, as if he was just reminiscing with an old friend. However, as soon as these words came out, all the goblins' expressions were condensed, but after they reacted, they all lowered their heads.
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Although the frequency of the change of kings of the goblins seems to be the same as that of all the forces, only the elites of the goblins present know that in fact, since more than 400 years ago, the king of the goblins has always been the king in a wheelchair.
He just changed a few names and skin, but he became disabled due to an experimental accident a hundred years ago.
It's just that this matter has always been a taboo, or a shame, for people in wheelchairs, and even for the entire goblin clan. There is no other reason. As long as the goblin clan can be proud of the foreign continent, they will not even hide their identity as "king". "This kind of irony has no effect on me, and the agreement between you and the goblins is not cynical."
"Rules are rules. I believe that the noble 'Twelve Demonic Beasts' will not go back on their word."
The man in the wheelchair is named Sal Apollo, and he is the King of Goblins, the only other type of strong man who has mastered the alchemy formation. As for Ling Yiyi, he is his only son.
On the one hand, this so-called "alternative" is because the alchemy array cannot directly produce destructive power, so it cannot cause any earth-shattering scenes like professionals. On the other hand, the Goblin King Sal Apollo is basically a
"Madman", because he is the only overlord who dares to bargain with the ancient beasts.
"Then let's follow the old rules. No matter what happens to you losers, I just want to ensure that you live alone, and the price is a hundred dragon crystals."
Poison Wolf Managalm didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party and said directly. He didn't like these green-skinned little guys at all. If he hadn't been greedy for those dragon crystals, he probably wouldn't bother to go to the end of Qinhai.
Goblin King Thrall Apollo nodded with satisfaction when he heard this. Then he slowly raised his right hand and signaled the five goblin airships hovering in the clouds to start taking action. As for the three-masted sailboat where it was located, the alchemy array inside was instantly activated.
, a barrier not inferior to the level of a Grand Mage isolates the hull from the ocean currents.
As for the five goblin airships in the sky, they are the improved products of the new generation of the goblins. Although there is no difference in appearance, the dragon skin surface of their boats is imprinted with the alchemy formation drawn by Sal Apollo himself, and
The internal structure and the new generation of goblin shells double the destructive power.
The goblin airship is not known for its flexibility. It can even be said that every time it adjusts its direction of travel, it is very clumsy. But instead, it is the destructive power that destroys the world. In the eyes of the world, there are only two results for the goblin airship's participation in the war. One is
If it is shot down early, the second is to wait for it to hover above your head, give up any resistance, and finally take a look at your family or scenery that you are attached to.
The poisonous wolf Managalm began to retreat like a ghost, and stopped a thousand meters away. The lower warehouse door slowly opened, and these goblin airships transformed into egg-laying hens, and finally nearly 10,000 pounds of gunpowder barrels poured out.
The alchemy array inside each gunpowder barrel also glowed with fluorescence.
Twenty-eight minutes of intensive bombing without blind spots, the originally calm ocean looked like a terminally ill person, willing to burn his life in exchange for the final madness. However, this kind of vanity may seem grand, but in the eyes of discerning people, it is like a clown.
So ridiculous.
As the only poisonous wolf Managarm who was enjoying this farce, the area he was in was not involved in any way. The faint smile was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and the disdain in his eyes became stronger.
Come on, although these things are quite noisy, they are no different from those magic fireworks.
"Realm of Corrosion!" Poison Wolf Managalm looked at the gunpowder barrels that were thrown at him, and then shouted softly. The poisonous mist scattered, and half of the sky was dyed deep purple, and these deep purples instantly melted all visible objects.
objects, even the magic in the air.
The explosion suddenly stopped, and the dark purple poisonous mist slowly floated high into the sky, finally touching the bottom of the airship. The thick outer armor began to rot, and each goblin craftsman wailed and turned into dust, maintaining the core alchemy.
The dragon crystals of array energy broke apart one after another, and when the blades stopped turning, they declared that there was no longer any threat.
However, the giant object that fell from an altitude of 10,000 meters disappeared out of thin air after passing through the deep purple mist. There was no wreckage or any fragments left, as if it had never appeared before.
"Collect as many experimental subjects as possible, and don't let go of any iron filings." Goblin King Thrall Apollo didn't care about the destruction of the airships, even though the five airships were worth millions of crystal coins.
What he needs is real data on the battle between goblin technology and ancient ferocious beasts. He believes that as long as he collects enough data, he can create powerful weapons that are superior to them one day in the future. Once these weapons are developed,
It was the moment when the goblins stepped into the golden plains and spread the war to the Flint Basin.
Over there, the poisonous wolf Managalm was floating on the ocean with great ease, seeming to admire the purgatory scroll drawn by himself. But here, the goblin king Sal Apollo didn't care at all how many goblin masters died, Feather
The pen kept waving on the record book, and the lines of real-time data were statistically compiled by the guards, and finally turned into ink without any mistakes.
"Sir...Sir, all the airships have been killed, without causing any damage to the attack targets, and no one survived." The personal servant reported in a low voice, looking extremely desperate.
"Understood, send the signal to the first officer, and the experiment will continue."
"Are you afraid? Then you have no value in existence. It is people like you who make the other party so arrogant."
As Goblin King Thrall Apollo spoke, he reached out and patted his personal servant. A hexagonal alchemy array instantly appeared on the surface of his arm, but before the personal servant could open his mouth to argue, his body was as limp as mud.