The Wizarding Age

Five logging machines, controlled by the goblins, wielded chain saws and iron fists, and rushed towards the alien insect with heavy steps that shook the earth.

The alien insect was reckless and rampant just now, but when it saw the iron lumps spewing hot steam all over its body rushing towards it, it immediately turned into a cunning fox and began to hide everywhere in the logging yard.

The piles of logs became its best cover.

Compared with the logging machines, the alien insects were only the size of their square and thick soles. If they were stepped on by such a big guy, no matter how tenacious the alien insects' vitality was and how tough their shells were, they would find it difficult to resist the terrifying weight of up to 40 tons.

So the alien insects used the logs piled in the middle of the camp to rush left and right, and occasionally launched a quick raid on the troll slaves and goblin guards who could not dodge in time.

The logging camp was instantly in chaos.

All the troll slaves ran away with their heads in their arms. In panic, some of them ran into the Zerg and became the targets of their slaughter; some of them sent themselves into the path of the fast-running woodcutters, and then were trampled into meat paste with a short and shrill wail.

Oberm and a group of goblin guards were thrown into chaos by the running slaves, and they could not catch up with the agile and vigorous bodies of the Zerg.

"All goblins, don't mess around..." Oberm was worthy of being the commander of the camp. Even at this time, he was still calmer than the other goblins. He climbed up a high wooden chop and stood on it and roared loudly: "All goblin guards, get on the wooden chop... You... You... You... You woodcutters, don't chase, guard the intersection in the camp... All slaves, go to the house to gather, and anyone who runs around will be killed..."

Under Oberm's command, the camp, which was in chaos just now, immediately had a backbone, and all the slaves and goblin guards ran to their respective positions as ordered. The five loggers no longer chased after the alien insects, but retreated to the periphery and held the intersection between the log piles, waiting for the other party to fall into their trap.

The stinging scorpion suddenly stopped between the two piles of logs, raised its insect body, and seemed to be listening to something.

Soon, it changed its strategy, rushed out of the log pile, and began to attack the huge wooden boxes in the middle of the camp.

Under its lure, two goblin loggers rushed into the log pile, wielding chain saws to cut everything inside into pieces. The logs were chopped into wood chips, and the large wooden boxes were chopped to the ground. One by one, the wooden boxes were knocked to the ground, and the contents were scattered everywhere.

They were strange crystal prisms more than half a meter long, which seemed not to be solid, but filled with a strange fluid emitting a faint green light.

For some reason, although no elemental aura could be sensed on them, Bilis, who was hiding in the distant jungle, felt a slight stir in his heart.

He suddenly felt that the most important item in this camp was not the five goblin logging machines, nor the fire sticks in the goblins' hands, but these mysterious and strange crystal prisms.

Under his command, the scorpion immediately stirred up a hazy yellow dust mist around its body, and it plunged into the ground. When it came out again, it had already run to the overturned box of crystal prisms.

"Fire... Fire..." Oberm's sharp and shrill roar sounded again: "Don't let the monsters get close to the magic power battery. Fire quickly..."

At his shout, all the goblin guards perched on top of the log pile raised their goblin muskets and fired fiercely at the scorpion. The dense metal bullets hit the dark carapace of the scorpion, and most of them were bounced back.

But several streams of purple-black, smelly blood also emerged from the stinging scorpion, and the compound eyes of the insect head were blinded in many places.

The sharp and shrill insect hissing sounded in the field, and all the goblins covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain wherever the terrifying sound waves reached. Even the goblin mechanics on the five logging machines were no exception!

Bilis, who was hiding in the distance and spying, was slightly stunned, and then seemed to understand something.

To be honest, when he saw the five goblin logging machines for the first time, Bilis was completely shocked.

With the sharpness of his mental power, he could perceive that each of these goblin logging machines had a basic strength no less than that of a senior apprentice. And this place seemed to be just a remote wilderness town in the goblin empire.

And the cylindrical long sticks in the hands of the goblin guards that could trigger metal projectiles had a basic attack power of 30 degrees. This attack strength may not be a big deal for wizards, but if every low-level goblin in the Goblin Empire can have this simple and fast attack method, then Bilis will have to re-evaluate the overall strength of the Goblin Empire.

If even here can easily pull out 5 senior apprentices, and each goblin can have the attack power of a junior apprentice, this is not good news for the wizards' next plane invasion.

But everything has its ups and downs!

Although the combat quality and attack power shown by this group of goblins made him secretly shocked, the painful scream of the stinging scorpion also exposed the flaws of this group of goblins.

Their strength and power seem to rely on these strange equipment, while their own strength is so small that it is almost not worth mentioning.

The intensity of the sound waves generated by the painful scream of the stinging scorpion was only 15 degrees, but the goblins present were already staggering and unable to hold themselves. This fully shows that their physical strength is not even as good as that of the junior apprentices, and the basic values ​​of physical and mental fitness must be very low.

While the goblins were dizzy, the injured stinging scorpion once again stirred up a dust fog covering a radius of 5 meters, and then burrowed into the ground and never appeared again.

The goblins who were confused and confused took a long time to wake up, and immediately organized people to search the entire camp, but they could not find any trace of the alien insect. As a last resort, they had to give up the search and began to restore order in the logging camp.

Because the entire camp was turned into a pool of mud, many log piles were broken by the rampaging logging machines, and many wooden boxes were smashed into pieces. So when they were struggling to sort it all out, almost no goblins noticed that two of the crystal prisms scattered in the field had been inexplicably missing.

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Just as the goblins came out in full force to search the camp and the surrounding jungle, Bilis had already returned to the depths of the jungle with the stinging scorpion war bugs, and only deployed one or two flying insect spies around the camp.

After finding a hidden cave in the jungle, Bilis immediately began to study the two strange items he had just obtained.

Magic energy batteries?

These two strange little things are called magic energy batteries?

Judging from their names, this seems to be a special energy crystal that can provide non-elemental mysterious energy to certain special equipment. Just now, when he saw that the weak goblins could control the metal puppets that were twenty times their size, Bilis was already surprised.

What surprised him most at that time was what kind of energy these big guys relied on to drive them. After all, he did not sense any elemental energy on them.

And now, after getting two magic energy batteries and sensing the strange and weird energy frequencies inside, Bilis vaguely felt that those big guys might be driven by these so-called magic energy batteries!

However, there is no alchemy laboratory here, and he has only a limited understanding of alchemy. Therefore, it is impossible to use Bilis's power to see through the strange system of the goblins from these two magic batteries.

Therefore, Bilis can only focus on the goblin camp again, trying to find more and more comprehensive information from it.

What Bilis didn't know was that while he was hiding in the cave to study the magic battery, a goblin helicopter suddenly rose in the goblin logging camp and flew away quickly in the night.

Although the battle in the daytime caught the goblin commander Oberm off guard, and they did not find any valuable information and clues. But combined with the information brought back by Father Tok, Oberm had sufficient reason to suspect that the alien insects that broke into the camp today were most likely the minions brought by the alien invaders.

So after adding more guards to the logging camp, Oberm also personally wrote a letter for help and entrusted Father Tok to take it to Bazke, the commander of the Seventh Goblin Land Corps 170 miles away.

In the letter, Oberm described in detail the horror of the alien invaders in a tone that made the goblins shudder, and once again explained the weakness of the defense force of Beta Town.

When Father Tok took the flying apprentice Mosadin to leave the camp in the goblin helicopter, Commander Oberm stood in front of the wooden window of the two-story building, looking at the dead jungle under the cover of night, his heart full of unspeakable fear and worry.

Such a jungle is absolutely abnormal!

If it were in normal times, a large number of beasts and monsters would appear around the camp at night. Even if the goblin guards put a lot of burning torches around the camp, they still couldn't stop them from circling around the camp under the cover of night.

But today, the jungle under the night showed a dead silence.

It seems that countless terrible demons are lurking in the darkness beyond sight, and the jungle beasts are scared away or killed by them.

This also fully shows that the alien insect that came to the camp to make trouble during the day did not go away, and was still peeping at them outside. Once the goblin guards relax a little, or if there is a big flaw in the camp's defense line, the alien insect will definitely come back and wreak havoc on the logging camp again.

As for the other party's purpose, Commander Oberm thought about it for a long time, but he had no clue. chapter;