Bright Era

Jacques raised his eyebrows suddenly, his figure flickered, and suddenly took a few afterimages and fled behind a few metal puppets controlled by his own people. He widened his eyes angrily, and pointed at the Empress Green Moon and sternly yelled: "Queen Empress Green Moon, you are only the high priest of the Elf family of Moon Elves, you are just the servants of the Elf Gods in the secular world! Being threatened by a certain Elf Goddess like this , I will recognize it, but you, you are just an ordinary elf, how dare you treat me this way?"

There were heavy footsteps from all directions at the same time, one after another exuding a breath of terrifying power, and the god-level metal puppets with piercing magic rings under their feet kept rushing over. At least tens of thousands of god-level puppets controlled by the Hawking Protoss surrounded the Green Moon Queen's team. The various equipment on these metal puppets were all unfolded, and the cold air made the elves in the team feel cold.

The Empress Green Moon glanced at Jacques with a gloomy face, and then a white stream of water rushed up above her head, and the phantom of her true body was looming in the white light. Jacques stayed in a daze with the Hawkkin gods. Those powerful god-level puppets collapsed inward, one by one, dressed in tatters, and beggars undoubtedly, Hawkkin gods with the smell of various pungent minerals all got out of the puppets. Jumped out.

"It's you, really bad luck!" Jacques spread out his hands helplessly and spit heavily. Just after being blown out of the hall, Jacques’ mouth was full of gray dust produced by the explosion of mineral oil. His saliva sprinkled on the ground like ink, and the Empress Luyue's expression suddenly changed, and she backed back several steps in amazement.

"Ka, I like the elves with cleanliness!" Jacques murmured: "In this case, on the battlefield, you can defeat you with enough stool!"

The Empress Green Moon couldn’t believe what she heard. Her body shuddered slightly, and she screamed in disbelief: "Prince Jacques, what are you talking about? Did I hear you wrong? Or, you already Degenerate to this point?"

Jacques "Quack" laughed a few times, and then he clapped his hands vigorously: "Okay, you are here. Brothers and sisters, and, children, play our welcome music! Hmm, Here's a song with a more cheerful tone?"

The gambling failed, and the goblin dignitaries who were cursing at their old emperor suddenly came to their minds, they cheered, and greeted the goblins all around. Large groups of goblin court guards panting heavily, pushing from the edge of the square a huge metal box with a length of several tens of meters and a height of about three meters.

The surface of this metal box is densely covered with large and small trumpets of various colors, densely inlaid with countless percussion instruments, and hundreds of various weird instruments. On the back of the metal box, there is a huge pipe organ, with more than 300 pipe organs with sounding pipes. Behind this metal box, a medium-sized magic furnace was dragged, and now the dozens of exhaust pipes of this magic furnace were continuously emitting white steam.

"Welcome to enjoy our latest masterpiece! Of course, this is just a trivial little thing!" Jacques Ya said triumphantly: "My youngest grandson, the adult of Jacques, who has just turned 30 Li works! An all-purpose ensemble that can play all the music we know, whether it's from the Hawkins or your elves!"

The Empress Green Moon's face changed slightly, and she quickly backed up a few steps, so that the elves who were closest to the so-called ensemble retreated to the side as quickly as possible. The creations of the goblins are weird, and the more weird the creation, the less reliable it is. Various explosions appear from time to time. The Queen of Green Moon does not want her entourage to be blown to pieces.

But these elves hadn't taken a few steps yet, and there was a high-pitched and cheerful music from the ensemble. Hundreds of various musical instruments were happily blowing, pulling, playing and singing, and there was a tacit understanding between the coordination. The joyful tunes made people can't help but want to sway their body to his rhythm.

The goblin dignitaries were already intoxicated and started to provoke the goblin swing dance, but the elves turned purple with anger.

This is a funeral tune for the elves. It is a tune that the elves sing when their bodies are buried in ancient trees after the death of their families. But these **** goblins, they directly transplanted the funeral music that entrusted the infinite grief of the elves into this ensemble, and the rhythm became extremely cheerful and joyous, as if it were already a cheerful little waltz.

What made the Queen of Green Moon even more unbearable was that some young people among the elven aristocrats actually sang a little song that was notorious in history and almost detonated the war between the Hawkins and the elves—the best elves were to die. The elves; there is no elves that are more pleasing to goblins than the dead elves; oh, oh, oh, nasty elves, haughty elves, hypocritical elves, they are not as good as dead elves!

"The best elves are dead elves", this piece of music personally composed by a certain boring elder in the history of the Hawking Protoss, caused an uproar when humans were still ruling countless ethnic groups. The elves brazenly lodged their strongest protest against the Hawkkin Protoss, and even directly Chen Bing border, almost broke out a decisive battle between the two clans.

If it hadn't been for the human rulers at that time to forcibly suppress the two races, it would still be unclear how things would turn out.

But here, at this time, the elves heard this unbearable tune again! Empress Green Moon’s eyes suddenly turned into a cruel and cruel white. Sensen starlight shot out from her pupils, and circles of white water rushed out gradually under her feet, and translucent moon white flowers bloomed quietly in the water waves. . The Empress Green Moon gradually evolved into her own idol, and the dull thunderous harshness resounded throughout the steel city.

"Jacques! You want war, we elves, I will give you war!"

Jacques's face changed suddenly, he patted his head vigorously, then took out a shuttle-shaped magic guide from his sleeve and smashed it against the ensemble. A few small tail wings burst out from the tail of this crystal magic guide, suddenly bringing a dazzling cold light through the outer armor of the ensemble, and then burst out inside the ensemble.

The huge pure metal forged ensemble exploded into countless pieces, and the dance of the goblins and Hawking gods stopped abruptly. Jacques rubbed his hands awkwardly, and chuckled a few times: "Ah, how many years old is my birthday a few days ago, and the kids helped me celebrate my birthday, so I didn't have time to change the tune! Hahaha, just A little misunderstanding, please don't mind your noble majesty!"

The Queen of Green Moon and the elven goddesses behind her turned green with anger, using the funeral music of the elves with a transposition as the dance music for the birthday party? Damn the Hawkkin Protoss, they should all be struck to death by lightning!

Enduring her anger, Empress Green Moon sneered word by word: "I feel the ‘friendship’ and ‘passion’ of the Hawkkin Protoss to our Elf Protoss. So, can we talk about something serious now?”

Jacques Ya looked at Empress Green Moon in amazement, he groaned for a while, and then helplessly spread out his right hand and five fingers: "Well, serious business? What do you want to buy from us? It seems that today is our rudeness, I You can be the owner and sell you no more than five floating war fortresses, um, the one that grows no more than five miles! But at this price, there can be no discount!"

The Empress Green Moon raised her eyebrows, and she shouted in a cold voice, "For the five war fortresses, as for laboring me? Jacques, the serious thing I want to say is whether your Hawkkin Protoss can survive in this world. event."

Jacques and his people opened their hands and pursed their lips at the same time, booing loudly. Jacques waited for the boos of countless people to stop before he burst into laughter. He spread his hands and shrank his neck without comment, and said triumphantly: "Can anyone cause us harm? We Hawking Protoss , There is no interest entanglement with any protoss!"

Pointing to the goblins around him who were born almost exactly the same as the Hawking gods, Hawking laughed and said: "Our believers are only goblins, and goblins can only believe in us. Any protoss who wants to attack us will have to pay a heavy price. At the price, you can't enjoy any benefits! Who is stupid enough to do such a detrimental thing?"

Jacques is right, the only followers of the Hawkkin Protoss are the goblins. And the goblin family can only believe in the gods of the Hawkkin Protoss. This is very different from other protoss. The composition of believers of other protoss is always very complicated. Even in the Odin Temple, there are humans serving as high priests and great wizards, and there are also human city states on the elven continent.

But in the goblin continent, the belief system is pure and single. The goblins only offer their faith to the Hawkkin Protoss, and the Hawkkin Protoss only draws on the beliefs of the Goblin family. Since the War of the Ancients, the Hawking Protoss and the goblins have lived together. They have never been separated. The blood of the Hawking Protoss has been multiplied among the goblins, and they have become an inseparable whole.

The fecundity of the goblin clan is extremely terrifying. Relying on powerful alchemy weapons, they are enough to fight against the army of elite believers under the control of any protoss. They also occupy a certain advantage in number. And what about the Hawkins? Relying on countless alchemy puppets, even if they were facing any powerful Protoss, they would not necessarily be in a disadvantaged position.

And even in the Primordial God War, the Hawkins Protoss appeared as logistic technical officers. Their individual strength is not strong, so they did not directly participate in the war. When other protoss suffered heavy losses, the Hawkins gods were basically all-bearded and all-tailed, and their overall strength did not suffer much damage.

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