Ride and Cut

The goblin giant soldiers falling everywhere are like the fall of a giant. From the rusty giant components and weapons, one can still vaguely glimpse how old they were.

When Richard walked through it and personally touched these exaggerated ancient creations, he could clearly feel awe-inspiring power and majesty.

It's hard to imagine what kind of wisdom and reputation it takes to create these majestic big guys ten thousand years ago. It's a pity that in the face of the erosion of time, everything is finally unable to resist, and it has become a passing moment and no longer exists.

Until now, nothing can be changed if we continue to struggle, Richard can only say over and over again that life is sometimes necessary, and there is no time to force it. The cooked duck that slipped to his hand flew in a daze, otherwise he was afraid that he would be distressed alive.

"Let's go to the second floor and take a look." Liola offered to offer.

This goblin was very calm about everything from beginning to end, looking at the wreckage of the giant soldiers on the ground, there was more curiosity than regret, and there was no hysterical heartache of the lord of the mountain fort.

With a hint of a gambler's wonderful psychology, Richard nodded fiercely and pushed the wheelchair to the next level along the spiral slope.

"The second layer stores the most advanced steel needle piercing enchanted ballista of the year, and it also uses burning spider silk sacs to provide steam power." Liola looked at the brochure back and forth, and said in surprise, "This weapon can handle three The terror energy provided by the twelve pairs of gear sets is concentrated on a steel pin the size of a tail finger. The power is naturally extremely terrifying. It is said that there is no shield that it cannot penetrate."

"The above record has an amazing record of hunting Titans from five thousand yards away. I think it may be bragging, but it should be very powerful."

The lord's laughter is very strange, like a sheep epileptic patient who is sick.

Sure enough, only piles of debris can be seen in front of him. Although barely enough to see the original appearance, if you want to reproduce the peak power recorded in the past, unless the God of Creation can reverse time and space and return to at least eight thousand years ago.

In short-no show.

In all fairness, the ancient goblins possessed the technology that can perfect and seal weapons for two thousand years, which is far more than a little bit more powerful than human beings. At least the three major nations can never do it.

I never thought that the difficulty of the "stowaway" project was beyond expectations. When one of the lucky guys finally returned here as expected, the distance between him and his nearest ancestor was far more than two thousand years, but a full ten thousand years!

If 30 years can make Mei Jiao'e turn into a yellow-faced woman, 500 years can complete the cycle of national development to extinction, three thousand years is enough to witness the rise and fall of a race.

Then there are so many things that can be changed with a deviation of eight thousand years!

In these eight thousand years of long time, the goblin site is hidden in an unknown corner, everything is going to decay, and in the end there is only a chicken feather.

The rich legacy that once made the emperor so excited to have a cerebral hemorrhage, now even beggars can't satisfy it.

"Next level!" Richard was like a red-eyed gambler, about to turn over with the last wife.

"The third layer is a system of technical data, which records the most important and representative results of the goblin civilization. According to the booklet, it has more precious value than the two layers above." After reading Liola, he raised his head and looked worriedly. To Richard, "Um... are you okay."

This time I didn't even find any debris, only the ground was covered with paper dust. Stepping into it, the smoke is everywhere, as if it is a crushed dream.

"I!" Lord Lord clutched his heart, so sad and angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Would you like to go to the next floor?" Liola asked carefully, sitting in her wheelchair.

"Don't talk, let me slow down."

It is said that a true warrior dared to face dripping blood, tragic encounters and impermanent fate. There is no doubt that Richard is such a warrior.

After three consecutive times of great ups and downs from heaven to hell, he now felt that he was in a trance to see the trend of red dust, everything was like a dream bubble.

So even if the fourth floor is still full of debris, he can't shake his mind any more. Lord Lord who wanted to understand this pushed Liola to move on, his face calm, without sadness or joy.

Then he saw the fourth floor, which had no wreckage, empty and spotless, as if the cleaning staff had just left.

"This layer is the defensive mechanism set up by the goblins." Liola lowered his head and said to the booklet, "Just chant the mantra, and the goblin himself can be properly protected. And this layer will turn on extreme cold and hot alternates until the rest All creatures were killed to prevent the rejuvenation heritage from being hijacked by outsiders."

He shrugged, "Obviously, I should belong to the object of protection, and you are the target of attack."

Lord Lord didn't panic after hearing this, and laughed, "It must be broken too, right."

Liao Ramen pointed blankly at the corner of the wall, a small round lamp was emitting a steady green light.

This is the color that represents vitality, so it is often adopted by various races as a representative of smoothness, and it seems that goblins are no exception.

"No, not really."

"Fack!" Richard held the wheelchair without moving, but his muscles tightened impenetrably.

He didn't feel the hostility of the other party. This was the only reason why he hadn't hurt the killer for the time being.

But if there is a need, as a smart swordsman. Richard can say without exaggeration that this sickly goblin will never have a chance to say a word, and he will be killed on the spot and annihilate all vitality!

The site is located in the volcanic ground, and the original environment is quite warm or even a little hot. But at this moment, the chill is raging, as if suddenly changing from midsummer to winter!

Liola slowly turned around, made a relaxed gesture to the lord of Alpine Fort, and said very slowly: "I won't do that."

"Oh?" Lord Lord did not relax even half a minute because of this.

A truly strong man will never entrust his destiny with the mercy of others, and he is no exception.

"Because I'm dying." Liola sighed, the excitement just disappeared suddenly, and his face was full of depression and bitterness. "It's that simple-the vision of the goblins to revive the race is very great. , But I'm dying, a dying person can't bear that."

"Don't be so pessimistic." Richard's tone softened a little.

He has always eaten soft and not hard. The more others threaten him, the more sturdy he will be. On the contrary, occasionally showing weakness can arouse the pity that still exists in his heart.

This temperament seems to be totally unreasonable to some people, but to others, it is a trait more precious than gold.

"Innate talent can help me resist the sequelae of the psychic storm inherited in my bloodline and keep me awake, but this kind of help is not free!" Liola shook his head and said painfully, "I must burn the most original source at all times. At the expense of self!"

"I thought you were completely immune."

"It's a pity, no." Liola lowered her head and stared at her shriveled palms, "That kind of madness is like a shadow. It has never left me, and relentlessly entangled my soul day and night. It is persecuting. Me, trying to make me surrender, make me weak!"

Lord Lord couldn't help being silent-the price was too heavy.

If life is a half-acre square pond, then "self" is the water inside. From birth to growth, the water level gradually rises; from aging to death, the water level drops.

Now Liola has an extra leaking crack, and the situation is naturally very bad. What's worse is that this kind of loss can't be made up for even the Holy Light Divine Art.

"As my wisdom grows, the power of the shadows has become stronger and stronger, and it has gradually made me hard to resist in recent years!" Liola continued.

"Then you can't stop growing your wisdom anymore?" Richard looked at the goblin coldly, thinking that he must have something in his head.

Even if the time to revive the goblins is still immature, there is no need to toss yourself to death. If he is replaced by Liola, he must try his best to avoid the growth of wisdom. If he can live one more day, he may be able to wait for a turnaround.

Liola was so stunned by this sentence that she didn't speak for a long time, and finally reluctantly stumbled and replied: "That...that's not what I can control."

His expression is like a person who has experienced the cycle of four seasons, trying to explain to the insects of summer what ice is.

"Oh." Lord Lord nodded-completely unaware.

His doubts were so plainly written on his face, it was very difficult for the other party to ignore it.

"It's as if you humans can't control yourself not to grow taller, and the goblin can't control the continuous development of your mind." The goblin in the wheelchair finally straightened out the language, "This causes the self-burning speed to become faster and faster, and it gradually becomes difficult to support it. ."

"Perhaps I can help you solve this problem." Lord Lord always felt that the system might not be impossible for the magic arts to do.

There are four attributes of Limin, Zhimei, and dozens of skills scattered and scattered. It's impossible to say which one can play a key role in turning decay into magic.

"Really?" When she heard it, she was obviously startled.

After all, if even something like "self" can make up for something illusory, doesn't it mean that immortality is completely possible.

Throughout the ages, so many magisters and emperors have failed to achieve goals. It would seem absurd to come out from the mouth of a little lord, but it doesn't look like he is joking.

"Thank you, but no need." Faced with the choice between life and death, this thin and weak goblin showed complete calmness. "If even the most fundamental self is supplemented by foreign objects, even if I can live a little longer, I still me?"

Am I still me?

The lord was immediately overwhelmed. He never cared about this kind of philosophical question that would make people sleepy when studied deeply, so he couldn't answer at all.

"How long can you last?" He asked a more realistic question.

"A few days, or be more optimistic, a few weeks." Liola raised her eyebrows, "I knew that I didn't have much time. After Sargerei died, I drank alcohol desperately, not only for the pain of his leaving, but also for the paralysis. Faced with the fear of total sinking. But now, I have decided to give up drinking."

"Does it still make sense?" Richard asked subconsciously.

In the traditional concept, if the end of life is inevitable, one should hurry up and eat as much as he can to enjoy it. To be honest, if one day it was the Lord's turn to welcome death, he would definitely not think about giving up drinking.

"Seeing these at the last moment is a perfect curtain call for my short life." Liola looked around, his eyes full of undisguised nostalgia, "From then on, I also have a source of strength to support my inner world. There is no need to rely on alcohol to numb it. Even if there is only the last half an hour left, I hope I can get through with a new attitude."

Richard carefully tasted the product and respected it.

This is a fighter who has never been completely defeated in the face of a cruel fate. It is undoubtedly an insult to measure him from a layman's point of view.

"Master Richard, my gratitude to you is hard to express in words." Liola smiled slightly, and the goblin-style exaggerated facial features seemed softer, "As a gift, I decided to give you the secret of this fortress."

"If possible, I would rather have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." Lord Lord shook hands with him in a very complicated mood.

From the beginning to the end, Richard felt that the goblin site was his own private property, but he had to admit that Liola's knowledge had surpassed him.

"That's probably difficult," the goblin said briskly in a wheelchair, "maybe you think that since all the inventory has been destroyed, the value of this fortress is greatly reduced, but it is not."

"The most precious treasure is the floating fortress itself."

"What are you talking about?" Richard's pupils shrank suddenly.

Suddenly, his heart was beating very fast, trembling in his chest like a drum. A strange sense of excitement spread all over the body along the tail vertebra, making him unable to help his fists.

"You heard it right, it's a floating fortress." Liola's face was full of pride, "This is the greatest masterpiece of the goblin age, the highest crystallization of steam technology, and the condensation of supreme wisdom."

"For ten thousand years, the core steam ball has absorbed endless energy and elements from the magma, has maintained normal operation and self-repair, and is still intact. This is a unique treasure, with enough power to push the entire fortress to the sky!"

"Damn!" Lord Lord took a deep breath and almost couldn't help jumping up on the spot.

As a citizen deeply influenced by modern civilization~www.readwn.com~, he certainly knows the meaning and status of advanced power sources.

"Also, remember the elevator platform we took when we got down?"

"Of course." Richard was impressed by the extremely tough white stone quality. He also planned to get some back to repair the castle, which must have amazing defenses.

"That's actually a very common material, but you definitely can't guess it." Liola didn't sell too much, and then said, "Smoke, smoke that can be seen but not touched."

"How is it possible?" Lord Lord couldn't help wondering if Liola was making fun of him.

How could that white stone platform, which is as tough as steel and equipped with quick repairs, be illusory smoke!

"There is a very peculiar magical equipment in the fortress. According to records, it can emit a kind of khaki light with the wonderful effect of condensing smoke like iron."

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