Chapter 132 Alliance
Although the soul is gone, the mechanical goblin is not dead.

In other words, her thinking unit and information storage unit were not damaged.Even retain a certain language ability.

She extinguished the light of her pupils as if death was at home, and with death as home in her voice, the hoarse and sharp goblin language spit out from her mouth again: "May the glory of goblins last forever!"

But the next moment, the light in her pupils lit up again, and a mechanical voice came out of her throat: "Your life forms are more special than expected."

But this time, Juggernaut understood.She spoke Elvish.

The master realized that it was not the mechanical goblin who spoke at this time, but the "decision maker" at a higher level.

"What is your purpose?" The master also asked through Agatha's body.

"Capture you alive, and then control your group." The goblin decision maker said unabashedly, "But it has failed. Your existence determines that the operability of capturing you is extremely low."

Then, the goblin decision maker said very naturally: "Let's form an alliance."

"Alliance?" Juggernaut was annoyed, "Since you just attacked us?"

"This is the best result." The goblin decision maker said seriously.

The spatial interference in the Abyss of Flesh has been lifted.

Time and space fluctuations surged again, and the other party seemed to have sent something here again.

The Master also took the opportunity to summon the goblin cubs in the Infested Abyss, and a small ball was being pinched by Agatha's sharp claws.

The decision maker controlled the mechanical goblin to raise his head, the red light in his pupils flourished, but he didn't show too intense emotional fluctuations.

The goblin's warp ends quickly.

A brand new square auxiliary machine appeared in front of Agatha.

At the lower end of the auxiliary machine, an oval-shaped metal the size of a springtail with a tail was firmly clamped by the mechanical arm.

This shape is so classic that Juggernaut immediately recognized it as a bomb.

The voice of the decision-maker came again: "This is a 460 billion soul-level soul-splitting bomb. By inducing the proliferation of souls and sublimating them into high-energy elements to release energy, this one alone is enough to destroy the R-3 experiment. Tumor footprint formed by body proliferation."

The master borrowed Agatha's senses to observe the "soul bullet" carefully.

There is an artificial soul with a special structure inside it.After the bomb is activated, this soul will proliferate into 460 billion souls in a short period of time, and split into magic power.

This should be the "nuclear bomb" in goblin technology.

The auxiliary machine projected a piece of interconnected light blue dots.A few sporadic star points are marked in red.

Neither Juggernaut nor Agatha realized what it was. Instead, an eye worm in Skyrim who paid attention to this place gave his own insight from the will of the hive: "star map."

This is a map of the relative positions of various worlds drawn in three-dimensional space based on the interlacing of the four element worlds and the real world.

The ruler's heart sank slightly.

Relying on the computing power of Euglena, he quickly parsed the map of the plane.

Sure enough, including the dozens of dead worlds, every world infested by the swarm was marked.

The powerful soul-breaking bomb; the cross-world reconnaissance technology of unknown principle; the space ability to forcibly leap under the blockade of psionic energy... Although the decision maker didn't say it clearly, the meaning expressed is very clear: I have the ability to destroy your group .

"You won't do this," the ruler said firmly, "You are no longer the masters of the world."

The gods who have mastered domain abilities, the rapidly rising human empire, and the high-level blue blood that has stood in the world since ancient times are the protagonists of this era.

Only one soul bullet can't destroy the swarm. If the goblins want to completely wipe out the swarm, they need to plow every corner of the world with high-destructive weapons.

If the goblin dared to make such a publicity, it would definitely be cleaned up, especially after the tentacles of the swarm had reached into the Holy See world of a god.

"Yes, I really won't." The decision maker made no secret of his dire situation. In fact, if it weren't for the special phenomenon that occurred after the soul bomb was activated, the gods would have locked it in the first place and detonated a bomb in Luluo World. Soul bullets are the best deterrent.

Now that she threw the soul bullet in front of the ruler, it was a kind of aggressive performance.

But the decision-maker is confident: "But how is your ethnic group's situation better than mine?"

Goblins have indeed become a marginal race, but the expansion characteristics of the swarm also determine that once they really enter the field of vision of all races, they will immediately become the public enemy of the world.

"The danger of your group is not much lower than that of demons, undead, or even us," the decision maker said further: "If I hadn't blocked the link of others to the superconscious body of the plane, your group would have fallen into the guardian group. line of sight."

What is blocked?
The word "planar superconscious body" is not in the elven language library established by the swarm.

"Divination." The goblin decision maker added, "Your group's stable development is also the result of my existence."

Divination?The master immediately thought of the important information collected from the blue blood ring: the blood moon would interfere with the prophets' spiritual vision.

However, there was no need to continue arguing about whether the opponent had the ability to destroy the swarm. The opponent tried every means to exaggerate their own strength, which meant that the opponent had some kind of appeal to the swarm.

The Juggernaut simply asked, "What do you want?"

"Master... goblins!" Finally got to the point, the decision makers were obviously excited, "There are a large number of healthy goblins who can maintain a city's operation and fill various industries!"

As expected, from the "element furnace" that is standard in each shelter, it can be known that the civilization development model of goblins has very little demand for external resources, and this group of robots has abandoned the fortresses all over the wild world. Imagine their claims to other material possessions.

The trait that the swarm valued so much by them, apart from the healthy goblins produced before, there should be nothing else.

"What about the price?"

"What do you want?" The decision maker was very straightforward, and had no intention of forcing the swarm to agree by destroying the swarm.

It seems that health goblins are really important to them.

"Information." The master replied after thinking.The nature of the gods, the coordinates of the wild world, the level of combat power of the enemy...

For the Swarm, Essence is undoubtedly the most precious treasure.But at this stage, the swarm encountered more and more enemies, and the high-level combat power of this world was gradually revealed in front of the swarm, so intelligence was more important.

"Yes." The decision maker readily agreed.

The overlord doesn't care about healthy goblins, this genetically simple organism, as long as there is enough organic matter, the production capacity of a hatchery can be close to one million per day.Just like decision makers don't care about intelligence, as long as the key words are suitable, the key of truth can be used for 5 minutes to retrieve all the desired information from the long river of history.

The specific exchange ratio will naturally not be discussed and decided by the leaders.

There is no shortage of deception and negotiation skills in the will of the hive.Goblins are even more business-oriented.

Time and space are disturbed, and a worker bee disappears.

However, it did not lose contact with the will of the hive, and the master quickly locked its position.

Through the vision of the worker bees, the master found that it was in front of a well-preserved sanctuary ruins, where even the mirror shields were working stably.

"Build your lair." The decision maker said, the mirror shield around the shelter flickered twice, and gradually disappeared, "The permanent plane channel maintained at the lower level of No. 314 shelter can contact me, and I look forward to your promise as soon as possible! "

The decision maker's voice fell, and the mechanical goblin gradually fell silent.

After counting interest.

The mechanical goblin's eyes glowed red again, staring at the goblin cub pinched in Agatha's claws, emotionally: "Let him go!"

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(End of this chapter)

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