I am a god in another world

Gavin was shocked by the power of the half-dragon attribute template.

This half-blue dragon was also shocked by the other party's super-transformation.

The other party was able to transform into a half-dragon, not because he had the ability to do so originally. If he had, he would have used it at the beginning, why delay it until the middle of the battle.

Instead, he constantly imitated his own physical condition during the battle and transformed on the spot.

What he showed was not only powerful ability, but also an unimaginable learning ability.

The half-dragon body has always been his pride, because it is an innate talent and ability. If you are born with it, you have it, and if you don't, you don't.

At least a few minutes ago, he always thought so, but Gavin told him with actual conditions that he could imitate their physical conditions with some special spells.

Even though his psychological quality was extremely strong, he was also shocked.

This directly made him determined to stay with this young man and explore the secrets of this magic. If he could bring this magic back to the clan, he believed that he would get the highest gift.

"Moremi clan? Are you born from Moremi blood?" Gavin couldn't help but look at the half-blue dragon warrior again, and he saw traces of hobgoblin characteristics in him.

He is a hybrid between a blue dragon and a hobgoblin, a half-blue dragon hobgoblin.

The Moremi Blood is a very famous dragon organization in the North, especially near the Silver Moon Alliance. They originated from the legendary blue dragon Moremi. The entire organization is composed entirely of blue dragons, half-blue dragon hobgoblins and dragon vein hobgoblins.

They have been entrenched in the Nether Mountains for thousands of years. They have lived there before the Silver Moon Alliance was established.

Even after the establishment of the Silver Moon Alliance, they did not dare to provoke this organization easily, because no one knew how many half-dragons and dragon veins those blue dragons had nurtured over the years - whether they are half-dragons or dragon vein hobgoblins, they are all immortal species, and the richer the dragon blood, the longer the lifespan.

Theoretically, a half-dragon has half the lifespan of a dragon. According to the algebraic deduction, the lower limit is the maximum lifespan of another mother race.

Another reason why this organization can be neighbors with the Silver Moon Alliance for a long time is that the lawful part of their nature is dominant. Although they also have a great desire for expansion, it is not in terms of territory, but in terms of blood.

They often use troops to attack the Eternal Wilderness or cross the High Forest to attack the High Wilderness, plundering a large number of female hobgoblins from here as breeding stock, and raising more half-blue dragon hobgoblins and dragon vein hobgoblins.

This effectively suppresses the number of hobgoblin tribes in the Eternal Wilderness and the High Wilderness, which is extremely beneficial to the surrounding human cities.

Many things have two sides, even those evil organizations.

"My lord, have you heard of the blood of Moremi?" The half-blue dragon, who is not good at expressing emotions, showed a trace of pride that could not be concealed. When he revealed the name of the Moremi clan to Gavin, he did not intend to hide his true origin.

But this kind of thing, introducing it to the other party by yourself is far less fulfilling than the other party having heard of it.

"More than just hearing about it, there are not many organizations like yours that are purely composed of dragonborn. I didn't expect to have the honor of meeting one today, and in this way." Gavin said thoughtfully, "You joined this slave trading group, it won't be a clan mission?"

"Yes." The half-blue dragon hobgoblin admitted readily, "The hobgoblins on the Giant Plains, especially the giant hobgoblins, are very unique. We are trying to use them to cultivate more powerful descendants. The hobgoblin slaves handled by this slave trading group, especially the giant hobgoblin slaves, our Moremi clan has the priority to purchase them."

Gavin showed an expression of "as expected", this half-dragon hobgoblin is an absolute quasi-legend.

Based on the combat power he showed before, he is a character who can take it up and put it down wherever he goes. It is very abnormal for him to condescend to be used as a sentinel in a slave trading group, unless the other party has a reason to stay here.

If it comes from a clan mission, it is normal.

Even if there hadn't been this incident today, it would have been a matter of time before this half-blue dragon hobgoblin surrendered to his account.

Compared to this kind of slave trade, it is more convenient to cooperate with himself, the controller of the Giant Plains.

Knowing that the other party had other requests, Gavin was more relieved and said to the half-blue dragon: "If this is the case, I think we can find common interests. We will talk about it in detail later. Before that, please help me uproot this slave trade group. From now on, they will no longer have a foothold here."

"No problem." The half-blue dragon grinned slightly, revealing a hideous smile, "I have wanted to do this for a long time. Now that there are better partners, this kind of dung has no need to exist in this world. In addition to Irip, I also know their secret nests and warehouses in other cities. As long as the adults are willing, I can take you to take them all down."

His behavior is normal, and it can't even be considered a betrayal, because his loyalty has never been dedicated to the petrified lizard slave trade group, but to his own clan.

When he discovered the enemy earlier, he sounded the alarm, which was his duty.

Now that the new deal has been negotiated, the slave trade group is no longer of any value to him.

"That's the best." Gavin said happily.

The battle to seize the ship did not stop because of the duel between the two. Following the giant hobgoblin on board were the sailors led by General Copperfield.

After the slave traders on the deck were swept away, they did not immediately lead their men into the cabin for close combat. Instead, the female wizard who accompanied the team directly tore up several scrolls of the Death Cloud spell, allowing a large number of green poisons to drill into the cabin.

Even spells do not depend entirely on the level, but on the unique usage environment.

In some environments, even some low-level spells can exert more powerful power than high-level spells.

This is the case when the Death Cloud spell is used to seize the ship.

The characteristic of poisonous clouds being heavier than air makes them begin to gather towards low-lying areas, and the gas characteristics make them omnipresent.

The entire cabin is a closed space - this airtightness is mainly for the outside. Unless it is a special watertight cabin, the internal airtightness is not that high.

The effective way to deal with it is the magic removal of the spellcasters.

In this situation, it is impossible for the spellcasters to hide in the cabin and wait for death. Those who are capable of casting magic removal naturally have the ability to cast any door, and they have left the cabin as soon as possible and fled for their lives.

The following situation also illustrates this point. Many slave traders who are ready to fight to the death in the cabin opened the cabin and rushed out from inside in the poisonous fog.

Most of the earth giants squatted here and waited for their prey, but this time they did not kill them all, but tied up those who were willing to kneel down and surrender. Only those who tried to resist stubbornly were cut in half with a knife.

Seeing that the other side began to surrender, more slave traders rushed out from inside and knelt down to surrender. Although they did not know what kind of tragic fate would await them next, it was better than being poisoned to death.

A cunning slave trader shouted loudly: "I have important information to report, and there is more below...ah..."

Before the slave trader finished speaking, he was slapped. The power of the earth giant was so great that his entire jaw was broken directly, and he couldn't speak at all.

The earth giant said in a rough voice: "Shut up, do you have the right to speak here? It is already a great mercy to spare your lives!"

The slave traders around were suddenly silent, with their shoulders slumped and their necks lowered. They didn't dare to be clever anymore. There were many smart people among them who knew what the slave trader wanted to say just now.

It's nothing more than that there are still slaves imprisoned in the cabin.

This indiscriminate spell will kill them all, but this group of killing gods don't want to know this news at all.

Since they don't know, they will act without scruples. When they find that the slaves are dead, they can't blame them, but the evil done by these slave traders.

This is a war. If there is a simple way, they must use a large number of soldiers' lives in exchange for the final victory.

Compared with the lives of stranger slaves, the Conqueror Army cares more about the lives of their own soldiers. This was something that was tacitly accepted when the tactics were formulated. Even the stubborn and conservative General Copperfield did not seem to have thought of the possibility of this.

In the first three minutes after the Death Cloud was cast, there were slave traders coming out. After that, even the movement in the cabin became smaller.

Until ten minutes later, the duration of the Death Cloud was up, and the magic poison cloud automatically dissipated. General Copperfield led the Tesser sailors into the cabin.

In such a narrow environment, the earth giants were useless and could only rely on these ordinary sailors.

The Death Cloud was cruel enough to deal with these ordinary soldiers in such a closed environment. There was basically no one who could withstand ten minutes with their physique below the extraordinary level. Even if they could withstand it, they were poisoned and their combat effectiveness was only 20% to 30%. They were no match for the groups of Tesser sailors. They were overwhelmed by long-range attacks alone.

Even the slave traders who refused to defend in the sealed cabin did not cause as much trouble as imagined.

A wood shaping spell can open a big hole in the cabin or twist the door.

If the resistance inside is too strong, just throw another death cloud spell in.

If there are only three or two people left, just launch a strong attack.

These two tactics did not have a chance to show their power. Once they found that the sealed cabin could not stop the enemy, the slave traders inside knelt down and begged for surrender on the spot.

General Copperfield quickly got out of the cabin and walked quickly to Gavin's side and said: "My lord, there is still a little trouble. I need to trouble you to do it yourself. Several small leaders of the slave trading group got into the isolation room where the pirate turbine is located and made a request to let them leave, otherwise they will destroy the pirate turbine."

Gavin couldn't help laughing and said: "There are really stupid people in this world who don't know how to see. They have been fighting to this extent. Don't they see that kneeling down and surrendering is their only way out? Okay, leave it to me!"

In this regard, he does have advantages that ordinary soldiers don't have.

When he entered the cabin, the battle here was basically over. The Tethyr soldiers were carefully finishing off the slave traders who had been poisoned to make sure they were really dead.

In several rooms, there were not only slave traders lying inside, but also the bodies of slaves who had become playthings.

Gavin couldn't help but sigh. Wherever there is war, there will be accidental injuries. The only thing he can do is to ensure that such accidental injuries are controlled within a certain range.

"Let us go, tell your leader to let us go, otherwise we will destroy the pirate turbine. This thing is worth a lot of money. Don't you feel sorry for it?"

"You are not allowed to get close, no one is allowed to get close. The speed at which you destroy the door is definitely not as fast as the speed at which we destroy the turbine."

"Come out and talk, I will count fifty. If there is no reply, it will be our fault that both sides will suffer losses."

The voice coming from the sealed cabin was a little hysterical. The demands made were not very rational. They did not consider at all that even if the other party agreed to their deal, how should they leave.

No wonder General Copperfield asked himself to take action. Such people are the most terrible. It's not that their combat effectiveness is terrible, but the damage they cause is terrible. Once desperate, they will do things that harm others and themselves.

Gavin no longer hesitated, and directly covered himself with the Shadow Cloak, entered the invisible state, and then activated the Fairy Step, and flashed directly into the secret room.

He had completed the synchronization with the barrier key seized from the evil beast ghost, and the no-fly, no-teleport and no-stealth here were no longer useful to him.

After entering the secret room, Gavin did not stop and went straight to the slave trader closest to the pirate turbine.

There were a total of four slave traders who resisted here. They were all strong and had at least ten professional levels, but they were all pure warrior professions and did not see through Gavin's invisibility.

When the first slave trader who was attacked noticed something was wrong, his head was already flying in the air.

Gavin didn't even look at him. With a fairy step, he got behind another slave trader and slashed him horizontally, cutting him in half on the spot. At the same time, the roar of the death roar also sounded, and the third slave trader's head was directly blasted into a rotten watermelon.

As for the fourth slave trader, he collapsed to the ground, unable to even lift his sword. Great fear took over his body and mind.

Three attacks ended the lives of three companions who were almost as strong as him. From beginning to end, the enemy only briefly revealed a shadowy outline when launching an attack. Such an enemy was not something they could fight against at all.

Gavin didn't waste any words and directly rewarded the slave trader with a peanut, letting him atone for his sins.

In the past, he had faced those powerful enemies and didn't feel much.

This time, facing these ordinary slave traders, Gavin just felt how obvious his advantage was. He could make them run around with just one or two abilities.

And this ghost cloak is really useful. No wonder the market price has soared to 40,000 gold coins, and it is still in short supply.

As long as the cloak is put on, even an ordinary person can become a dangerous assassin or a skilled thief, not to mention those in the hands of combat professionals.

In the future, if there is excess productivity, we should continue to increase production investment in this area, not just for sale, but mainly for arming some special combat personnel. If those reconnaissance rangers have one, both the reconnaissance ability and the safety factor will be greatly improved.

"It's over so soon?"

"Of course, don't you see who's doing it? The lord is still able to catch these petty thieves with his hands!"

"The lord is mighty!"

When Gavin pulled down his hood to remove the invisibility, opened the door and walked out of the secret room, the Tesser sailors had undisguised respect in their eyes.

The thorny problem for them was as simple as drinking cold water for this man with the reputation of a conqueror.

Compared with the countless miracles and glories they witnessed along the way, all this seemed to be taken for granted.

Gavin smiled and saluted them, his figure flashed, and two fairy steps appeared directly on the deck.

Because he sensed that someone was waiting for him on the deck. It was Veronica, the commander-in-chief of the attack on the other two three-masted warships. The battle over there must have ended, and she came to report the results to him.

Without waiting for Gavin to ask, Veronica said with a smile on her face: "General Copperfield's guess is correct. The two ships we attacked were all auxiliary ships. The soldiers stationed on them were limited in strength and had no ability to fight back under our powerful offensive.

Only a dozen of our side were slightly injured, and no one was killed.

More than 180 slave traders were captured and more than 100 slaves were rescued.

The two armed sailing ships have been completely controlled by our sailors and can set sail at any time. Please give the next instructions, Lord."

"Leave ten earth giants on each ship, and all three three-masted sailing ships will be commanded by General Copperfield. Follow Sarod to other cities and clear out the secret nests and warehouses of the petrified lizard slave trading group before the remnants get the news."

Gavin said without thinking, "Others will escort all the captured slave traders ashore with me. According to the original plan, we will capture Irip before dawn."

"Yes, sir." Everyone responded in unison.

Only Veronica took a second look at the half-blue dragon hobgoblin, somewhat doubting the loyalty of the person who had just surrendered.

But Gavin was not the kind of person who was not careful. Since he had given him enough trust, he must have his own reasons or methods, so he did not interrupt.

After handing over the captured slave traders to their ordinary subordinates, Gavin and Veronica returned to the shore with more than 20 earth giants, joined the remaining earth wolf cavalry led by Thomas, and attacked Ilip, which was easier than imagined.