Bliss was hiding at the edge of the forest, constantly adjusting the scanning mode of his compound eyes, carefully and comprehensively analyzing the strange features of the goblin town in front of him.
There is a 3-meter-high earthen wall on the outskirts of the town, and a small observation tower is built in the corner. Several goblin warriors are standing on it, holding strange cylinders in their hands and scanning the small town.
Movement around town.
In the town, many strange races can be seen coming in and out, most of which are much taller than the goblin guards beside them. And their common feature is that they have a metal made of a special material around their necks.
Ring.
And once they disobey or conflict with the goblin guards, the goblin guards only need to press a strange button in their hands, and these big guys will be knocked down with lightning all around them, and then naturally they will be beaten with leather whips and iron rods.
Billis was slightly stunned.
Are these still the weak goblins in my impression? When did these green goblins become so cruel and vicious? Do they rely on the weird electric shock collars to control other races? Then what do they rely on to defeat each other and trap them?
The one with the collar...
Countless questions arose in Billis's mind, but these questions were quickly answered by another scene he saw.
Just as Billis was hiding in the forest and peeping, a huge roar and harsh noise came from the other direction in the forest, accompanied by a slight tremor on the ground.
It seems... there seems to be some large creature moving over there.
Billis hesitated for a moment, then lurked cautiously with the insect army.
This is a small camp set up in the woods.
The middle of the camp was filled with thick logs that had just been cut down, each log was as thick as two people hugging each other.
At the edge of the camp, there are five humanoid logging robots that are 3 meters tall and weigh 700 kilograms. They are working hard. Sitting on the console of the logging robots, they are controlling them to cut down the tall trees.
A short green goblin.
Alchemical puppet or magical war puppet?
An all-metal humanoid shell, huge chains, gears and various transmission shafts, an exaggerated metal chain saw, and steam coming out of the back of the robot...
It turned out that the huge roar just heard was the noise made by the big man breathing steam as he strode forward, and the sharp and harsh sound was the terrifying sound of the high-speed chain saw cutting the tree trunk.
Big trees with a height of more than 20 meters, hugged by two people, collapsed amidst the harsh sound of chain saws. Then the goblins controlled the logging robot to clear all the obstructing branches on the tree trunks in just a few strokes.
.Then a pair of big mechanical hands lifted the logs and sent them to the rear camp.
The five constantly busy logging robots obviously have different divisions of labor. Two are responsible for cutting down trees, one is responsible for cleaning tree trunks, and the other two are responsible for transporting... Under the control of several goblin operators, they have a clear division of labor.
It is well organized and completely demonstrates an alternative and powerful force.
The big slaves that Billis saw in the small town are also here. Driven by the goblin guards, they carried logs one by one to the cutting machine operating table in the big houses, and then cut them under the piercing sound of the goblin guards.
Amidst the sound of cutting, the logs are turned into pieces of wood of suitable size, and finally loaded into trucks and transported away.
After reading the whole process, Bliss finally realized that this place was just a small lumberyard under the rule of the green goblins. And those rumbles were not the goblins' fighting machines, but just auxiliary tools for logging.
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Seeing this, Bliss felt a little more gloomy.
Seriously speaking, these goblins in front of me are probably just cannon fodder at the bottom of the so-called goblin empire. If even these cannon fodders are equipped with terrifying 'Hercules', then the basic strength of the goblin empire can be easily deduced.
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Although this place is only a small plane, and the people who rule the entire plane are just a group of 'weak and stupid' goblins. But an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Bliss's heart.
This plane doesn't seem to be as easy to deal with as expected!
However, as an insect witch from the wizarding world, Bliss could not be intimidated by the 'little' difficulty in front of him. He made up his mind, lurked deep into the forest, and began to send out some carefully cultivated insect sentries to secretly
Infiltrate this goblin lumber camp.
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moist woodland.
Everywhere you look is lush, tall trees and nasty bushes, and the spaces between the trees are filled with hard-to-cut vines and spreading thorns.
The humidity in the camp was extremely heavy, and it was also accompanied by noisy and harsh noises. It was a dream to have a good night's sleep in such an environment. So even if Uldum stuffed his ears with cotton balls, he was still chain-sawed.
The terrible noise and the tremor of the tall trees falling to the ground made it difficult to fall asleep.
Cursing in a low voice, Uldum got out of bed, put on his heavy metal boots, then lifted up the tent door and got out of the tent.
"Oh, Commander, you are finally awake. That Tok dad has come to see you twice. It seems that he has something very important to report to you..." The guard standing guard at the entrance of the tent said in a funny way.
The voice was roaring loudly in his ear.
Uldum is the commander of this camp, and all five goblin woodcutters are completely under his command, so he has also transformed into a green-skinned guy whose status is even higher than the mayor of Beta Town.
Uldum shook his head and then remembered that half a day ago he had sent that Tok father out to investigate the strange phenomena in the distance. The strange sound that shook the world could be clearly perceived even from dozens of miles away.
come out.
For no reason, Uldum felt guilty and short of breath. Guided by an inexplicable thought, he immediately sent his most powerful goblin helicopter to investigate there. Now that the other party came back to report, he must have discovered something special.
Thinking of this, Uldum immediately strode to a wooden hall in the middle of the camp. As expected, the Tok father was anxiously circling around the wooden table inside, while the goblin apprentice Mosadin looked confused.
Sitting on one side, it seems that he still doesn't understand the situation.
"Tell me, Father Tok!" Commander Uldum walked into the wooden hall, sat down in front of the wooden table, and looked at him with a heavy expression: "What kind of news did you bring me this time?"
"Dear Commander, what I brought back this time may not be good news!" Tok's father took off his goggles and clutched his leather hat with a hesitant look on his face.
"Say it, I'm listening..." Uldum's heart sank.
"I think...I suspect...that some alien monsters have broken into our world!" Father Tok tightened his leather hat and finally expressed his thoughts.
The commander suddenly stood up, a nervous look appeared on his green face covered with beige spots, and he asked rapidly: "What kind of monster? What kind of strength? Are there many in number?..."
Nuonuo, who was embarrassed by Tok's father, said: "We went there and saw nothing. We only saw a jungle that was destroyed out of control."
"Didn't see anything? Then the monster you mentioned..."
"Although we didn't see anything, with my many years of experience, I can feel that there is a trace of evil that does not belong to our world!"
Commander Uldum sat down again, with a hesitant look on his face.
As an old goblin warrior who has been following him for a long time, Tok's father has rich experience that other goblins cannot match. Therefore, he has no reason not to pay attention to its report. But without any evidence, how can he report it to the higher-ups?
!
While hesitating and hesitating, the noise of slaves suddenly came from the camp outside.
"What happened?" Uldum roared angrily.
A guard guarding the door ran in and reported: "Report...report...report...a monster has come to the camp and has killed two slaves..."
When he heard the word monster, Uldum's heart trembled. He immediately took out his short-handled goblin musket from his waist and rushed out with large strides. Father Tok and Mossaddin also rushed out behind him.
The wooden hall.
At this time, the southwest corner of the camp was in chaos.
Twenty or thirty troll slaves were running around in panic, and behind them, they were chasing a strange scorpion the size of a mastiff. Farther away at the edge of the camp, the corpses of three troll slaves were lying
There, the throat was bitten to a bloody pulp, and it was obvious that he had lost his life.
The moment Uldum and other goblins rushed out, the sound of firecracker-like muskets was heard in the camp. Seven or eight goblin guards guarding the camp had already raised their muskets and opened fire on the zerg.
Uldum could see clearly that the metal projectiles, driven by the explosion, hit the body of the strange scorpion at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. But something happened that made it almost scream. Almost without exception.
Yes, the metal projectiles bounced away after hitting the black carapace of the strange scorpion.
The part where the strange scorpion was shot either left a deep dent, or slid sideways and scratched a deep mark, but neither of them penetrated the opponent's carapace.
Moreover, the flying projectiles even knocked down two troll slaves who were panicking.
The body of the scorpion, which became even more furious after being attacked, suddenly emitted a layer of earthy yellow smoke, and its body also suddenly disappeared in the smoke. When it reappeared, it was already beside a goblin guard twenty meters away.
Click...
There was a crunching sound that made people's legs weak. The terrifying scorpion actually bit off the goblin guard's right leg with the huge jaws in front of its head. Even the half-finger-thick metal armor on the goblin guard couldn't stop it.
Blocking this terrifying biting force, he bit it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it forcefully.
Damn it, the Goblin Musket can't even hit it!
"Go quickly, bring me all the wood-cutting machines..."
The angry screams of the Uldum Commander immediately rang out in the camp. (To be continued)