The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 736 Assemble
  The giant brass dragon kept rolling in the sky, and the electric snakes on its body turned into chains and entangled it tightly. The smell of burnt fragrance came from the scales, muscles and bones. It was obvious that the giant dragon had suffered a heavy blow.

A heavy breath came out of the dragon's two huge nostrils, and the numbness coming from the body made the dragon look like a drunken drunkard in the sky, swaying left and right, as if it might fall at any time.

"Howl!!!!!!"

Suddenly, a strong green light emerged from the dragon's body. The huge dragon's body suddenly shrank, and then it flashed directly into the shape of a thundering giant eagle.

When the electric chains that bound the dragon met the giant eagle, which was also proficient in electric spells, the shackles immediately lost their effect and merged directly into the giant eagle's body.

"Humph!!"

Garros, the demigod archmage who was wandering far away, was strong and snorted coldly. He stretched his right hand over his head and raised it behind him. He uttered a mysterious spell plausibly. Then an electric snake in his right hand turned into a spear and continued to enlarge. The electric grids at the beginning and end roared wildly with their teeth and claws.

"go!!"

The ninth-level spell - Spear of Judgment was understated in the hands of the demigods, but its power was so powerful that even the giant eagle in front couldn't help but shrink its huge pupils quickly when it saw it.

"Wow~~~~"

The giant eagle spread its wings, and a pair of claws that ripped gold and cracked stone went straight to grab the lightning spear that appeared in front of him in an instant.

sizzle~~~
  Electric snakes surged, countless void cracks appeared one after another, and the intense and dazzling white light illuminated the night like day. When the dazzling light gradually faded, I looked up at the sky and saw a white electric light enveloping the huge body of the giant eagle and shooting into the distance.

"coward!!"

Garros stared at the back of the giant eagle going away and shouted two words contemptuously. The words fell into the ears of the elves gathered on the ground. Countless elves could not help but look up at the blond elf above them, their eyes full of pride and admiration.

If he wasn't worried that the giant eagle was fishing, luring him to pursue the opponent, and that there were other legendary powerhouses peeping in the dark, preparing to destroy the Crystal Gate, Garros would never let this legendary druid Escaped easily, although the druid actually took heavy damage.

Under the night cover in the distance, there are also murderous intentions. The goblin scouts seem to be desperate for their lives, constantly trying to pass through the elves' defense lines and reach the central area to investigate. For this reason, goblin thief professionals are willing to waste their life-saving shadow jumping skills just to get one step closer.

Such a brave and fearless act finally moved the hearts of the elves outside: These barbaric bumpkins don't seem to be as careless and life-saving as the rumors say! !
  More elven warriors formed a phalanx and began their journey, slowly approaching the southern wilderness. The subtle magic fluctuations of the Crystal Gate continued. Every second, elven warriors walked out of it and integrated into the new phalanx. middle.

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Very few of the beautiful feathers of the thunder eagle could be kept intact at this time. Most of the skin was exposed because the feathers were burnt into a black ash by the huge amount of energy contained in the electric snake.

Even with its wings blocking the burning of electric spells, most of the giant eagle's skin turned into charcoal, with only a few still retaining flesh-colored skin. This is because the giant eagle is also an electric monster and has a stronger electric power. The blessing of spell resistance.

The giant eagle flying in the sky at this time looks very funny from the outside, like a turkey that has been put on the grill without being cleaned. There is not a single feather on its flapping wings, which is completely due to Legend's own ability to stay in the air. Flying, rather than the giant eagle's innate ability to fly.

It wasn't until a bustling town made of sparks appeared on the distant horizon that the giant eagle slowed down its flight and fell from the sky. At the same time, two figures flew out from Green Lake Town and headed straight for the giant eagle falling to the ground. As a green halo flashed across the giant eagle, Oscar, the druid master, stumbled and almost missed the landing. Standing firm on the ground, the oak staff in his hand was still stuck on the ground, supporting his heavy body.

"puff!"

After landing, Oscar first spat out a mouthful of dark red and smelly blood. At the same time, he controlled his body with strong willpower and struggled to perform a high-level magic to treat serious injuries. He blessed himself with coolness and softness. The healing energy began to circulate in his body, and Oscar's painful face barely relaxed.

"Master, are you okay!!"

Cole nervously rushed to Oscar's side and tried to help him, but Oscar declined.

Drizzt, the dark elf who is inseparable from Cole, also has a look of concern, and at the same time there is a bit of haze in the depths of his eyes. An opponent that can make the legendary high-level Druid master with the ability to transform into a dragon be so hurt. , whose strength has exceeded the imagination of the legendary mid-level Drizzt.

"I can't die, but we should be more careful in the next battle. The elves have a demigod-level mage in their team, and there are no less than four legendary-level experts."

Oscar forced a smile and told Cole what he had gained this time, so that they could be mentally prepared.

"Demigod??"

Drizzt looked relieved. Only a being like a demigod could make Oscar so embarrassed. Then thinking that they were going to face this demigod next, Drizzt couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but soon his heart The fighting spirit deep inside turned into flames, gradually gushing out in his blood.

"Let's go, let's go meet Mayor Orenzi and the others first and tell them the information."

After the pain in his body subsided and no longer affected his movements, Oscar walked towards the town on crutches.

Back at the castle on the top of the mountain, Orenzi, Tris and others, who had not seen each other all night, were all shocked when they saw Oscar's embarrassed and weak appearance.

"Master, are you okay?"

Orenzi and the others couldn't directly ask about the investigation results at this time, so they all expressed their concerns one after another.

"It's not a big problem, just take a rest."

Oscar raised his head, gave a relieved smile, and took the initiative to report what he had learned: "This time I went to investigate and encountered a demigod spellcaster from the Elf Kingdom. Based on the electric spells he cast and his appearance, he should be an elf. The president of the Kingdom’s Mage Guild, Garros Bentley, who has the title of ‘Golden Lightning’.”

"In addition to Garros, the demigod, there should be more than four legendary strong men in the elf army. However, because the other strong man did not take action when I fought with Garros, I could not judge the legendary ones. Who is the super strong person?"

"As for the invading army from the Elf Kingdom, I have roughly estimated that it should be around nine thousand. However, the crystal gate installed by the elves is still in operation, and the final number will definitely be more..."

"Thank you for your hard work, Master."

Orenzi and the others listened attentively to Oscar's first-hand intelligence, and then someone compiled the intelligence and sent it to the study on the second floor, where Pablo and the members of the tribal staff and scholars were working nervously.

"...The transmission efficiency of the Crystal Gate is roughly around 2,000 people per magic hour, and there are still three magic hours before dawn."

"...The opponent's Riptide Bay, which is closest to our Green Field Tribe, will need at least two magic hours if they maintain their combat effectiveness and use spells to march quickly. If their initial target is my Green Lake Town, then the journey will take time. At least three magic hours..." ˆ ˆ ˆ "...The best time for a night attack will most likely be when the members on duty are the most tired, and also at dawn when ordinary people sleep the deepest..."

"...Calculated, the probability of an elven army invading the main army is on the order of 78.5, at least 21.5%; while the probability of an invading army exceeding is only %..."

"...The key target of the opponent's attack is our Green Lake Town with a 61.7% probability, and the remaining 31.5% probability is Rapids Bay, while the possibility of Mumapo being attacked exceeds 78%..."

After all kinds of intelligence were gathered, the fog in front of Pablo and his staff members gradually dissipated. Combined with various analyzes and judgments, the response plan in Pablo's hands became more detailed and more actionable. sex.

After listening to Oscar's relatively detailed intelligence statement, Orenzi and the others' faces did not soften. After all, a demigod-level spellcaster suddenly appeared, and whoever would be his opponent would find it very difficult.

"It would be great if the clan leader was here, we wouldn't have to do this..."

Some goblins murmured to themselves and began to miss the clan leader.

"If it doesn't work, let me be the main force to contain that demigod mage!!"

Cole's eyebrows were raised and he stood up with firm eyes.

"Don't be impulsive, okay? At that speed, you don't even have a chance to get close to someone else's wealth, so what's the point of restraint!!"

Drizzt quickly comforted his impulsive friend: "There are so many of us here, at least we are not far behind in terms of the number of legends. There is always a way to deal with this demigod."

There are now four demigods in the field: Cole, Drizzt, Ted, and Oscar, plus Eric who went to the east to report the news, and one of Albad or Swara who will definitely come to support them. They are in the legendary strong The human aspect is indeed not inferior to that of the elves.

But in terms of quality, just the demigod mage Garros is enough to give everyone a headache.

"I still have a dragon scale here that the clan leader gave me before leaving. To be honest, when you encounter a situation that you can't handle, you can smash this dragon scale and summon the 'Dragon of Swallowing Flame' Mr. Figueras to come and help. Let’s fight.”

After all, Allen, an old father who was worried about the tribe, made several preparations before leaving. The three reverse scales that Figueras gave to Allen in return for his life-saving grace are now in Orenzi. There is also one in the hands of Brennan, the Lord of Namur Fortress, to prevent the dilemma of not having a strong person in charge when there is a big crisis in the two places.

While talking, Orenzi put his hand into his arms and carefully took out a small black wooden box. After opening the lid, a piece of red dragon scale with crystal luster was lying quietly inside.

"That's great. With Figueras, a dragon at the peak of legend, at least we still have the ability to compete with Garros!!"

After seeing the crimson dragon scales, Ted was relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If there were no other main force to help hold down Garros, the demigod, then he might really have no choice but to guard the town of Corima. The legendary priest companion Lydia was found.

But as dark elves, it is not in Ted's interest to disregard the safety of his own people for the benefit of the green goblins. Even the two thousand elves who came to support this time are all long-range archers. Because Ted didn't want his people to be involved in danger, he could evacuate at any time.

The act of proactively supporting the green field has proven to the goblins in the green field that their dark elves have done their best and did not just sit on the sidelines.

"How can such a thing happen without us!!"

A gust of wind suddenly blew up from the window against the wall of the castle, and several figures passed directly through the window. Before the people even landed on the ground, powerful sounds were heard.

"Elder Arbad, Commander Swara, why are you all here? Isn't there no strong man in charge of the Muir Fortress?"

When the figure stood still and revealed his true appearance, it was Eric who went to report the news, and the last two legendary strongmen of the Green Field Tribe, all gathered in Green Lake Town.

"There is a golden giant statue over there in the fortress. Even if the two of us are not there, it won't be a big problem!!"

Albad's appearance seems to be fixed at his old age, especially his pure white hair, which is very eye-catching. However, the most eye-catching thing about him is his increasingly intellectual and gentle aura, which can infect the people around him. Let everyone's mind become peaceful.

"Namur Fortress has urgently mobilized the joint army of the three tribes and the wolf cavalry brigade. They should arrive at Green Lake Town in three days at the latest."

"At the same time, we have also notified the Tri-Tribe Council and the Ring of Thorns organization. Subsequent reinforcements may be slower to arrive, but we should be able to get a response within a week."

"What's the situation here at Green Lake?"

Albad's appearance actually gave Orenzi and the others a little more peace of mind. After all, the dwarf mage in front of them was not only a legendary strongman in the tribe, but also one of the wisest beings in the tribe. The tribe had relevant military strategies. , knowledge and books learned by talents on war layout, basically Albad participated in compiling them, and many of the goblins were Albad's students.

"The total number of armed defense forces inherent in the tribe has remained at four thousand. However, including veterans who have retired due to injuries, age, and other factors, the number of people who have received professional military training should be roughly around eight thousand."

"At the same time, according to the registration list of the town's civil affairs department, the number of adventurers of all levels among the residents of this town is more than 57,000. After excluding factors such as no longer active in the town, death or disappearance, and disability, etc. Finally, there should be more than 30,000 adventurers of our own race available in the town now."

"Although the adventurers have not received training in military battle formations, etc., they have the experience of small rabbit group combat and are used to life and death. At least they have more combat effectiveness than ordinary goblin warriors."

"So, this time we temporarily recruited 20,000 soldiers, mainly from the town's defense soldiers and veterans, and then used these skilled soldiers as the backbone, and added adventurers as supplements, at least to ensure that the combat effectiveness is consistent. It will be too weak, and at the same time there is still a certain amount of battle formation coordination.”

"Moreover, we have sent envoys to the nearest vassal tribes such as Ivan and Aston. There should be more than 10,000 cannon fodder vassals arriving outside the town after dawn."

"In addition, our clan's most powerful heavy cavalry brigade is at the military camp outside the town. It has temporarily added new students and old riders, and the number has at least doubled. It also happens to have a large number of war horses sent back from Mumapo. , mount..."

Orenzi introduced the town's preparations to Albad in detail. After hearing these numbers, Albad remembered these numbers in his mind, and at the same time, he quickly began to formulate the next plan in his mind: "Then you guys chat first, I'll go talk to the goblins in the staff office and see what their plans are..."

"Pablo and the staff are in the study on the second floor above..."

"Ok!"

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(End of this chapter)