As the gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, Poison Wolf Managalm still had the same neutral expression. The dragon skin brocade robe he wore did not touch a drop of sea water, and he did not even move his feet.
Looking at the actions of the goblins in the distance, Poison Wolf Managalm neither made any sarcasm nor commented on the airships. He was just here to earn dragon crystals. If he had not chosen to settle in the Thorny Desert, he would not
You lower your status like this and waste time with these tiny creatures in front of you.
Moving the perspective forward into the distance, I saw that under the command of Goblin King Thrall Apollo, the winches at the tail ends of the two auxiliary ships began to twist at the same time. As the iron shackles coiled around, one side was fifty meters long and thirty meters wide.
, the two-meter-thick "steel plate" was slowly pulled out of the sea, and then floated into the air like a feather.
The alchemy formations with complex patterns are layered on top of each other, and the fluorescence representing the four basic magic elements is interlaced and glowing. The goblin commander glanced at Poison Wolf Managalm arrogantly, as if to say, did you see it? This is a goblin.
The true strength of the clan has surpassed the cognitive concepts of this world.
"Your Excellency Poison Wolf Managalm, this steel plate is my proud work. I brought it this time, and I would like to trouble you to test its strength."
"But I have to say something ugly up front. The hardness of this object is far from what it seems on the surface. If you lose someone in a while, don't be angry."
The voice of Goblin King Thrall Apollo sounded again. Although he said it very politely, anyone could hear his pride in it.
Just as he said, this steel plate was indeed exposed to the world for the first time, and it was temporarily disassembled from the main body. As for the various reasons, only Saar Apollo and a very few goblins are fully aware of it.
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The Goblin Palace is different from any other force, because everything the world sees is just a cover-up. And this steel plate is the real "skin" of the Goblin Palace. That's why Thrall Apollo brought it here.
, hoping to test the strength of the "skin".
"As you wish." Poison Wolf Managalm looked at the steel plate, but with his knowledge of ancient ferocious beasts, he naturally couldn't see any clues, or even if he could see it clearly, he didn't bother to look at it. p>
Small, arrogant, stupid, conceited, as long as one of the above four evaluations is met, it is enough to kill any living being. In the eyes of the poisonous wolf Managalm, the goblins occupy them all at the same time. They are like standing outside the devil's courtyard.
The ants thought they could kill the demon while he was sleeping. However, they did not know that the weak force could not harm the demon at all, and could not even cause a trace of pain.
It's just that the poisonous wolf Managalm is a coward at heart. This is because of the fear of the giant wolf Fennir, because he is content with the comfort of life in the thorny desert, and because he just hopes to live. He has enough power to tear the earth apart.
Powerful, but cautious enough to always be vigilant. In the eyes of the world, Poison Wolf Managalm is known as the "Twelve Monsters", but among the "Twelve Monsters", he can only gain the friendship of Shark Harribel, or
Call it a mercy.
"Poison Miasma Mud Spear!" Poison Wolf Managalm shouted, and then the poisonous mist around his body began to surge violently, and finally condensed into a giant spear.
Poison Miasma Mud Spear, one of the secret techniques of Poison Wolf Managalm. It compresses the toxins in one's body to the extreme, and finally condenses into a giant spear like sludge, one hundred meters long and twenty meters in diameter. Although the Poison Miasma Mud Spear's
It looks like a toy randomly molded from mud, but it has penetrated the chests of many peak experts who dared to step into the thorny desert in hundreds of thousands of years.
Compared to the great swordsman Davo who won the "Sword of Freedom" in the Cisse Arena, this poisonous mud gun is far more exquisite than his "piranha thrust" combat skill. It is pure and transparent to the extreme.
With a small amount of blow, coupled with the poisonous mist that will instantly decay if it touches even a little bit, it is estimated that only a very few people can fight against it.
I saw it adjusting its angle slightly, and then disappeared out of thin air. When it reappeared, it was very close to the steel plate. The sound of breaking through the air did not appear until this moment. The poisonous miasma mud gun waited for five seconds and penetrated the steel plate.
After sinking an auxiliary ship, it completely disappeared.
Goblin King Thrall Apollo showed no mercy for the death of his subordinates. Instead, he ordered someone to record the damage to the steel plate and the degree of corrosion. It is not terrible not to be able to resist the opponent's attack. What is terrible is that he feels fear because of it, and he has failed these things.
Hard-earned practical data.
As for the poisonous wolf Managalm, although he still maintained his neutral expression, he was already so shocked in his heart that he almost killed everyone on the other side.
"My secret technique was actually blocked by that steel plate for a few seconds. Will the goblins really be superior to all spirits in the future?"
"No, no, no, although these green-skinned dwarfs are good in strength, they have not yet surpassed those space magicians from the ancient magic era. Those space magicians are the ones who can threaten the existence of ancient ferocious beasts, but because of this, they are
It’s really ironic that our partners who are also humans are plotting against each other.”
"The development speed of the goblins is somewhat faster than expected, so just leave it alone. Maybe one day in the future they will be able to step into the Demon Sea and challenge the most terrifying existence in the world. Interesting, this is really interesting!"
The right hand of Poison Wolf Managalm slowly relaxed, and the pressure in his breath disappeared instantly. The messy thoughts were thrown away. He would not worry about other people's affairs. As long as the Thorny Desert was unharmed, that would be fine.
Always content with the status quo.
As for what the goblins will become in the future, that should first be a headache for all parties. Death is the fairest judge, so Poison Wolf Managalm believes that as long as he is always alive, he will not be afraid of anything.
Danger, just like my various experiences in my early years.
He had never imagined that his secret skills could defeat the same kind of ancient ferocious beasts, but he always believed that the "Poisonous Miasma Mud Spear" in his hand was enough to surpass those so-called peak experts. As for whether the goblins will become a big trouble in the future, it is not something he should worry about. Thinking about Poison Wolf Managalm, the ancient beasts that are more powerful than him should worry about this. Even if he dies, he should not worry about it first.
Top.
"Sir, all the data has been collected. Please give instructions on the next actions!" The personal servant bowed and presented a thick stack of statistical reports with both hands.
"Very good, notify the control room personnel to lift the confinement, and the last experiment will begin immediately."
"This is a benefit we have gained at great cost. If we let the other party just slap their butt and run away, that would be the goblin clan's greatest shame."
Sal Apollo nodded upon hearing this, and while carefully putting away the statistical reports, he issued the last order. The personal servant turned around and ran towards the ship's cabin. A moment later, the dull sound of metal friction began to echo under the sea.
, it seems that something is about to gush out from it.
