Age of Adepts Chapter 920: Canyon Block
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Giant Dragon lord ran ...
But there are still many ears, eyes and eyeliners left in its territory, and frequent raids are launched in the ambush where the Adept team passes.
These guys are either Dragon-Human fighters in groups of three or five, or an indigenous tribe who doesn't know how to live or die. Unfortunately, in either case, they can't shake the giant metal caravan like a snake.
They came, attacked ... and stayed forever.
Where do they know, they think that the covert raid is in the eyes of Adept , but it is so poor and so crude. Eyeball fighters flying one hundred meters above the ground, a small hole the size of an egg opened under the belly of the aircraft, and different colors of detection waves were radiated downward.
Whether Dragon-Human or the indigenous tribe is ambush in a silt trap, mound, or bush jungle, its huge life energy cannot escape the scan and perception of life ripples. They thought that the covert raid was actually scanned out by the eyeball surveillance, and then passed the feedback to the Adept in the metal caravan.
Thus, several metal goblin chariots were suddenly turning around in the metal caravan, which was rushing forward, rushing into these 'traps' by dragging the billowing smoke.
Before approaching the trap, the magic energy artillery erected above the goblin chariot began to roar continuously, flying the dust around the trap, and the leaves flying. The Dragon-Human or Indigenous being forced out of the trap did not wait to rush to the front of the goblin chariot, but it was severed by stubble energy beams and fierce magic energy artillery, and flesh flew.
If Second Grade creature is among the ambushing enemies, a few goblin chariots will not engage with them at all, and the guerrillas will be launched as soon as the car turns. No matter how powerful Second Grade Dragon-Human can withstand several magic energy artillery bombardment? If the enemy does not fall, the accompanying chariot is still stationed with Adept . The powerful and weird Witchcraft drops like raindrops. Even the most powerful enemy will fall down in sorrow and indignation.
From beginning to end, these Dragon-Human and indigenous tribe don't want to catch up with the goblin chariot for a moment. And the long-range skills they possess, either javelin or semi-medium-range metal shuttle darts, have no effect except to add a few dimples and decorations to the metal body of the goblin chariot.
One side is a fully-armed killing machine from high grade plane, and the other side is a primitive native with narrow self-containment ... Although Dragon-Human's individual strength is enough to easily crush the goblin driver in goblin caravan and the team Adept , but it is presented on the battlefield. It was the tumbling and killing of one-sided.
The Dragon-Human side with a strong basic quality, but original technical and tactical obscurity, and the arrogant battlefield are weak goblin who armed themselves to the teeth with Magical Machine and Witchcraft.
This is not a special case of a local battlefield, but a strong rolling of an exotic civilization over another backward civilization!
In the collision between civilization and civilization Powerful, the difference in strength between the two sides is clear at a glance. It cannot be made up and leveled by the individual's bravery and blood. At least these Rangers are not yet strong enough to ignore the technology and equipment gap!
The little dragon ’s territory was passed through, and the huge metal caravan did n’t have to stop to rest and replenish. It strongly rolled the local sporadic 'attacks', and it followed the pre-planned march Path to grow. And go.
The local Aboriginal or monster, who were not eye-opening, were originally a little dissatisfied with the metal caravan passing through their territory, and were ready to chase after it. But when they saw the towering caravan standing behind the sky, like the hill-like horrible metal Giant Dragon, the violentness and arrogance inside them instantly disappeared.
The foreign Adept s created a horrible metal Giant Dragon, and took it to challenge Giant Dragon lord crazy ... This rumor spreads in all directions at the speed of the plague, so that every soul who hears this news will Faintly expected.
To be honest, in the Lance plane, except for the Dragon-Human legion and those of the Dragon Revered Church followers, all the indigenous clans who have wisdom, are full of anger and hatred towards the Giant Dragon lord.
When Giant Dragon lord controls plane extreme strength, they can only choose to forgive and surrender. But once Giant Dragon lord was overthrown in the mud by another powerful enemy, the hatred of slavery over the past thousands of years was quickly detonated!
Whether the Adept are coming to rescue their Holy Spirit, they don't know. However, when the former Giant Dragon lord ruled by strong force and high-pressure situation collapsed, the sudden wave of counterattacks in various places quickly engulfed the devastated Dragon-Human or Dragon Revered Church believers.
In just three days, the metal caravan traversed that little dragon's territory and entered another Second Grade Giant Dragon's rule.
And the Second Grade Giant Dragon is no better than the First Grade dragon. The organized Border Guards instantly collapsed under the fierce artillery fire of metal caravan. So, the Second Grade Giant Dragon also quickly packed up the parcel, and ran off with his hard-earned wealth.
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This is a narrow valley road between two majestic mountain peaks.
Dragon Faith Zelot(s)s from all over Wilhelm Giant Dragon are working hard, piled up solid stone barriers and wooden platforms at the entrance of the southern part of the canyon.
A large, individual Dragon-Human warrior is scattered all over the canyon, leaning against a stone wall to rest, and grind his teeth while grinding his teeth. And around them, those short Ratman or lizard people were carrying their bodies, carrying baskets of food to their eyes.
He grabbed a dark-stained cheese from the wicker basket and threw it into his mouth. Dragon-Human fighter Hannah squirted everything in a fierce cough with a bite.
"Damn ... **** ... what ... what is this?" Hannah growled angrily as he pulled a piece of **** cheese from his throat.
Out of anger, Hannah's large, scaled hands smashed the Ratman slave in front of him into a flesh paste with a single hammer.
"Don't pick and choose. Give me all these foods!" A Dragon-Human leader who dragged his huge body around the canyon roared with a louder voice: "Do you think this is Dragon-Human camp? Can there be Sweet and delicious Salo pork ribs are waiting for you? Don't think about it, give me these foods and hurry up. We will fight the invaders in a while ... "
Across the canyon, Dragon-Human soldiers raised the black jerky meat in their hands. After working hard for a long time, they could not identify which part of the rat or the beast. Only eyes closed put them in their mouths. in.
The stench and bitterness reverberated in the mouth and nose, making every Dragon-Human soldier frown and curse.
Drying this kind of unknown jerky that has a fight with dead bark is too difficult. A Dragon-Human soldier came up with a whimsy, grabbed a Ratman slave on his side, unscrewed his skull, and raised his neck to drip. Blood poured into his mouth.
Sure enough, the dried meat and cheese are no longer as difficult to swallow as before with the fresh blood of the fish.
Other Dragon-Human fighters have learned everything, grabbed the servants who were serving side by side, twisted their heads or broke their brains, swallowed blood and brain with a big mouth.
For a time, the gorge was full of arrogant and heavy roars and rants of Dragon-Human, which was also mixed with Ratman and the limp man's thin and dying wailing ...
In the distant Xiakou, the indigenous coolies captured from the nearby villages are working hard to strengthen the blockage piled by megaliths. Each of the sharpened rough wooden stakes was nailed into the dirt, with their pointed ends facing outwards, and covered with the terrible poison of blood-seal throat.
Troll, Ogre, Pig-Man, Bear-Man ... A strong indigenous slave or shoulder-to-shoulder, or hand-carried, busy and unconnected. And those Dragon Faith Zelot(s) wearing black-robed waved their leather whip and kept screaming, urging them to speed up their pace.
While standing in the gorge and looking far away, the dust rises under the horizon that seems out of sight, and it seems that a behemoth is advancing madly here.
Morse picked the hood in front of his eyes with his whip, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the sky silently.
On the gloomy and dim sky, black dots the size of sesame are flying around. Judging from their flight height and flight trajectory, it is impossible to be a mountain eagle. Because many times, they are flying around in a hurry. Morse is so long and has never seen a flight creature with such a erratic flight track.
What are these? Adept driven monster? Or is it the Alchemy created by the Adept with the strange Witchcraft?
A series of questions surfaced in his mind, but no answer was found at all.
As an important person in Dragon Revered Church, of course Morse also has some means of its own.
With the sound of a short and urgent spell sounding, Morse blessed himself with a ‘Hawkeye technique’, which really saw the true colors of those black spots.
"Go, inform Master Zamu that the enemy's sentry is here!" Morse grabbed a Dragon Faith Zelot(s) and ordered it with the most severe tone.
The Dragon Faith Zelot(s) slammed into the canyon immediately.
A few moments later, with a slight tremor on the ground, a large number of Dragon-Human soldiers lined up in a neat line, holding a long axe and rushing out of the canyon, headed by the Second Grade leader of the Dragon-Human army.
"The enemy ... where is the enemy?" Zamu grabbed two huge swords, and screamed loudly in front of Morse, a black-robed.
Morse pointed the sky with a long whip.
Zha Mu set up a pergola, Hydra creature's weird erect pupil suddenly tightened, and with his super strong eyesight, he captured the singular black dots on the dark sky.
Under the dim sky light, the surface of all black dots is smooth and tidy, reflecting the unique blue luster of magic metal. At first glance, it is not the monster form that Lance plane should have.
"Everyone enters the battlefield to hide ... that's the enemy's flying whistle!"
Under the command of the leader Zamu, a large group of Dragon-Human soldiers either entered the battlefield or leaned against the rock wall, covering their body instantly.