Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 757: Weird behavior

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Everyone on the Noah Continent is on the road again. The difference is that this time, tens of thousands of elite goblin legions have joined, carrying various heavy weapons. , There is also a special character, Klein, the mysterious undead magister from the main plane.

Along the way, the performance of the 75th Goblin Corps opened eyes to everyone in Noah's team. These low-strength goblins, driving fearsome combat machinery, open roads in the mountains and build bridges when they encounter water. The series of standardization and regularization processes make all the military ashamed.

Soon, I came to the Batlloth plane prison.

From the outside, Batlos Plane Prison is a huge castle,

The walls are made of the hardest star and meteorites, and the walls of the Banbei have been peeled off. The huge wall of hundreds of meters stretches for dozens of miles, full of the heaviness of history.

In front of the huge castle, all creatures looked very small.

Outside the huge Batlloth plane prison, a large group of people have been densely surrounded. They are adventurers from all major planes and the main plane. There are many of them, hundreds of thousands of them.

Because of the destruction of the teleportation points in various places, there is only one way back home, and that is the plane teleportation point located in Batlos Prison.

The dark wooden door reveals a fierce aura. Behind the door, there is an unknown destiny, like a fierce beast that chooses people to eat.

This is the only way in and out of Batlos Prison.

With the power of the powerful, just one attack is enough to blast the heavy wooden door open, but even if you see the road home in front of you, none of these hundreds of thousands of people is even Unleash a little magic to blast through the fragile wooden door.

The reason is very simple. Who knows if something will come out of this wooden door after breaking this wooden door. You must know that Batlos Prison is a taboo on all planes. It is dangerous and full of countless institutions. The trap is guarded by more powerful ancient guardians, and no one wants to die.

Rather than risking the danger to fight the ancient guards, it is better to expect a strong adventurer or adventure team to stand up and open the door with a powerful force, and even open the path of Batlos to make them worry-free Return to the major planes with concern.

It is precisely because of this kind of mentality that others charge them to take advantage in the rear, which made these hundreds of thousands of people stop in front of Batlos Plane Prison, quietly waiting for the strong ones they expected to appear.

Unfortunately, after waiting so many days, no strong man or adventure team appeared to break the gate of Batlos Prison. They were all watching, and some even set up tents under the walls of Batlos Prison.

The 75th Legion of the Goblin Empire also came to the periphery of the Batlos Plane Prison and stopped. They quickly found a suitable place to camp. After a while, they became busy.

Countless goblins shuttled around the camp. They were like sophisticated instruments. Those who should set up a tent to set up a tent, those who should cook, and what to do, everyone should follow the corresponding procedures. It went on without compromise, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

In just a while, dozens of large tents were erected on the high ground. They are neatly arranged. Each tent is of the same specification and style. The distance between them is equal, which is more than a ruler. Be accurate.

The living area, entertainment area, combat area... and other areas are strictly separated, as precise as an instrument.

In a hill not far away, Ron and Pamir are standing opposite each other. From this perspective, you can see the entire Batlos Prison.

However, at this moment Ron's eyes fell on the camp of the 75th Goblin Legion on the plain below the hill, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Pamir, your army... is the best army I have ever seen... none of them..."

For a long time, Ron sighed and slowly retracted his gaze, his eyes full of envy.

"Your approval made me flattered, but why is this? Lord Ron..." A smile appeared on Pamir's face.

"Because... your 75th Legion gives me the feeling... neat, united, orderly... as if... as if..." At this point Ron scratched his head, not knowing what words to use. To describe it well.

At this moment, there was a flash of light in his mind, and he blurted out a word, "Like an ant!"

After saying this, Ron felt a little regretful. He glanced at Pamir secretly, and saw that his face was as usual, which made him relieved.

"You are not wrong, Lord Ron!"

Pamir was not angry, but his face showed a serious look. He smiled bitterly in silence, "In the main plane, our goblins do exist as humble ants..."

"Because our goblin clan is weak, no matter how we practice, we cannot cultivate a truly strong one. We have to rely on scientific and technological power to develop powerful combat machinery, systematic and standardized military training methods. The main plane of the strong stands firm..."

Speaking of this, Pamir sighed silently, "However, compared to those powerful main battle regiments, our goblin's strength is too weak!"

"The main battle army?"

Hearing this word, Ron's heart trembled. He thought of the invasion of the Burning Legion. The powerful expeditionary army was only part of the Burning Legion, but the entire continent of Noah almost fell into a deadly end, showing the main battle. How powerful the legion is.

Ron hesitated and asked, "The main plane...what kind of place is it?"

"The weak will eat the strong, the survival of the fittest..."

Pamir summed up the cruelty of the main plane in eight words, "The strong rule everything, the weak only have the fate of being conquered..."

"In the main plane, there are countless powerful races living, some of them rise rapidly like the sun, radiant, some fall like meteors, and are forgotten..."

After finishing speaking, Pamir turned around and stared into Ron's eyes, "This is the main plane, the cruel main plane, which is either salivating in glory or dying in darkness!"

The main plane...

Ron's thoughts drifted far away. He wanted to ask Pamir what happened to the undead clan on the main plane. Will the Scourge still exist after the death of the Lich King Herimus?

However, Ron's words reached his lips, but he swallowed again. Now for him, the top priority is to return to the sub-plane of Noah as soon as possible. After all, the matter of the main plane is too far away for him.

"By the way, when will we enter Batlos Prison?" Ron asked, speaking of this, he was a little anxious, but also a little helpless, the plane channel was already in front of him, but he couldn't go back.

"Let's wait!" Pamir smiled slightly, "Do you know why they are waiting outside? They are not fools!"

Ron groaned for a moment, and he understood what Pamir meant, "I understand, this is the difference between planting peaches and picking peaches!"

Those who go first have to deal with all kinds of dangers in order to open the passage of the plane, and even encounter a large number of ancient guards siege. Those who go later do not have to face these dangers, and are relatively safer.

"Then you can only wait!" Ron smiled helplessly. He hasn't been home for six or seven years. I wonder if the wives at home are waiting in a hurry?

"Huh?"

As the two said, Ron's eyes gradually moved down. At this time, a familiar figure came into his eye.

"That...isn't that Klein?"

In a half-open bush below, Ron saw Klein's figure.

"It's him!" Pamir nodded. He also recognized the familiar figure. It is very rare for a Necromancer in a black robe like Ron to be in the Exile.

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly, "No, not only is he alone, it seems that someone else is coming..."

At this time, Klein had entered the bushes. At this time, a tall man got out of the woods and talked with Klein.

"Who is that guy?" Pamir asked. It was a guy he had never seen before, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"I don't know!" Ron shook his head.

At this time, Ron and Pamir could see that the two had begun to talk, and because they were too far apart, Ron and they could not hear what they were talking about.

"What's the matter? Klein...didn't he say that he is a lonely adventurer? But it seems that they have known each other for a long time..."

Pamir murmured.

"I don't know...Maybe I met a friend I know..." Ron shook his head, "It doesn't seem to be surprising!"

"Yes!" Pamir nodded slightly, and was away. Who doesn't have one or two friends?

The two talked for a while. At this time, the tall man who was talking to Klein made an unexpected behavior for Ron and Pamir. He pressed his hand on his chest and knelt on one knee. , Saluted Klein.

"Ah--"

Ron and Pamir were slightly taken aback. You must know that this action is unusual etiquette on the main plane.

The two looked at each other, and both could see the consternation in each other's eyes.

"This guy named Klein seems to behave a little weird. His origin is probably not as simple as he himself said!" Pamir's face sank and said.

"Yes, it's not like a lonely adventurer should behave at all! It's like...like...like Klein's subordinates are loyal to him..." Ron said in a deep voice Said.

"I feel that way too..." Pamir nodded slightly.

Pamir was silent for a while, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "It seems that we should pay more attention to this guy. I hope that before we reach the plane channel, we won't be ridiculous..."