Quantum Godhead

"Not sure, master..." Barnett was startled before he finished speaking, why would he subconsciously call him master?However, under the influence of the 'Blood Erosion Heart', he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his state.

After shaking his head, the prince continued: "Your Majesty the Magic Instructor, I've just been following that guy in Sroulk, and I don't know much about his itinerary."

"That damned half-elf kidnapped my collaborator." Heraston said, holding his staff, "Now I have to make some preparations to kill these little bugs. How long do you expect them to stay in the Land of Conflict? "

Barnett was elated when he heard the words, Sroulk is the biggest competitor of this generation!As long as he gets rid of him, then when the father abdicates, everything will be his own!

"At least one or two months, Your Excellency, Teacher! Most of their eggs have been destroyed, and now they can't do business when they go back!" the prince said hastily, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"Very good." Heras patted the top of Barnett's head with a smile, and ordered calmly, "Squat down."

The prince opened his mouth in confusion, but before he could say anything, the voice seemed to have an irresistible magic power, making him squat down involuntarily, not even daring to lift his head...

Heras straddled Barnett's low shoulders gracefully. A seventh-level high-level professional with the blood of a vampire known for his speed and agility, his traveling speed was of course much faster than his own. .

He grabbed the prince's ears like he was pulling a rein, and hummed in a brisk tone: "All the way to the north, my warrior. Leave the winter behind, and fly in the coming spring breeze, until the vast and busy The land, the former wood processing factory..."

Barnett was unknowingly infected by the good mood of Master Emma, ​​and he suddenly felt very happy inexplicably.Indeed, his winter was over!After the prince shouted cheerfully, he rushed out of the cave and galloped towards the north with all his strength.

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This coming spring is more dangerous than ever for the inhabitants of Strifelands.

Because ptarmigans have a long incubation period, the birds generally mate in winter so that the young can catch up with the most abundant food season after hatching in the spring.And this kind of flying magic beast has a wide range of food surnames, and there must be many races that will suffer in the spring of the land of disputes.

Throughout the winter, the Baku goblin wood processing base is in constant hustle and bustle. The gnomes must build a city that can be defended before the thunderbird's hunting season arrives to protect the fleeing residents!

The chief technician of the Gnome Mechanics Association——Mag Meka, actually withstood the heavy pressure and never compromised.He clearly realized that the goblin consortium just wanted to procrastinate. If they continued to negotiate with these damned merchant groups, they would only be more passive in the spring, and the more they compromised, the more passive they would be.

Therefore, he simply no longer asked the goblin consortium to sell any place, and directly occupied this vast logging field. Although the mineral resources here are relatively poor, especially lacking in metals, as long as this time passes, through the subway passage under his control, The new city of Northridan will soon be thriving again.

Ratchet Steam City also acquiesced that this area was occupied. The shareholders of the Goblin Consortium are still quite afraid of the powerful force possessed by the Mechanics Association. In fact, many shareholders have begun to regret the result of this chicken-and-egg fight... ..

In the plowed open space in the large woods, buildings surrounded by steam pipes are undergoing final reinforcement. All living infrastructures are simplified as much as possible, and a large amount of resources are consumed in war fortifications. It looks like a fortress-type military base.

This is different from the battle for the nest in the crater mountain, because what needs to be dealt with is only the group of thunderbirds that are hunting separately, as long as those flying monsters find it difficult to chew here, they will not come again.

But even so, the association has already prepared a record for the second evacuation to prevent accidents from happening.

"And those damn bird hunters, the situation is so chaotic..." A patrolling steel harvester stepped out of the woods with a roar, and the huge mechanical legs cast on the iron pier stepped across the ground. On the scattered waste wood, step into the lumberyard amidst the swirling sawdust and the crackling sound of broken wood.

The end of the thick mechanical arm of this harvester has been removed from the harvesting circular saw and replaced with a rotating anti-aircraft gun, while the sharp iron fork on the fine mechanical arm on the other side has also been converted into a rapid-fire machine gun. Although it is still ferocious and rough, it has some fine features of dwarf machinery.

"It will be a nightmare if every spring is so difficult in the future!" The squeaky and indistinct voice continued to come from the sound transmission equipment of the harvester.

"Don't complain, Marin, our situation is much better than that of other residents in the land of dispute." A cumbersome steam tracked tank rushed out of the woods, and the angular track took the harvested The waste wood that has been ravaged once by the machine is completely crushed.

From the sound transmission equipment of the tank, the unique shrill voice of the dwarf sounded: "How does this modified harvester feel?"

"It's not very easy! Can it be called a harvester without a harvesting circular saw?" Marin muttered, "I still like it..."

Suddenly, a piercing siren from the dwarf siren interrupted the goblin's complaints. Before they could react, a strong man with pale skin, stubble and short hair like silver threads suddenly flew over the forest. Pounced down, and landed steadily on the edge of the lumber field with a shadow like a bat's wing!Then immediately lay down on the ground.....

Before the white-robed mage riding on the man's neck jumped down, the hatch of the steel harvester opened immediately, and the goblin Marin stuck his head out from the small hatch, staring blankly at the white-robed mage. The mage exclaimed loudly: "Mr. Emma?!"

"Hello, Marin, we meet again." As if he couldn't hear the sirens around him, Heras took out the instant messaging terminal that the association gave him. This can be said to be his identity certificate and also the friendship of the dwarf mechanics association. keepsake.

The sound of the siren quickly attracted the surrounding patrol machines, and there were alternating vibrations from the ground, and countless moving gun barrels pointed here. Seeing this, the goblin immediately shouted to the microphone in the cockpit: " Is it our friend Emma and his... er... mount?"

As soon as Barnett got up, he heard the word 'mount', and his face immediately showed a glorious expression, as if he was being crowned... (To be continued.)