Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Milobos is like a line without the "middle", and the thinking is not connected.

At this time, the fantasy species perceives the storage space carefully opened up in its own body.

There is no accident there. It should have been made by storing goblin seeds, but there are only a few of the twenty-one "Blood Bursts"...

Wait, twenty-one?

twenty one...

Milobos seemed to have grasped something puzzling.

However, the God of Disaster had no plans for him to continue thinking.

With the surge of spiritual power, Rope's tentacles are like a python that devours everything, wrapping the entire body of Milobles' deliberately compressed body and melting inside.

The shell, the small world, and the most important "middle core" of the fantasy species.

In less than a moment, Mierobus, the fantasy species "construction metal", completely lost his life.

If it wasn't for this kind of despised infiltrating and choosing to fight head-on, Milobos might have persisted in front of Rope for a longer time, just like Inzahn Nibia back then.

But there is no "if" in this world.

……

In the goblin-species city that was covered by the spiritual armor of the gods, in an instant, Ronnie Drauunier's hand to inspect the battleship's cannon stopped.

He frowned, threw away the hammer in his hand, and fumbled around on his upper body.

Moments later, he took out a tiny, shining gear.

The light of the gear gradually dimmed, cracks bloomed, and it turned into a dust-like skeleton in an instant, dissipating with the hot wind gushing out from below the city.

This was a gift from the fantasy species "Construction Metal" Mierobus.

"Master Milobles!?"

Ronnie Delauunier gritted his teeth.

"No, it's impossible... We've only just been separated for a few days, how could you be like this... Didn't we agree to witness the gorgeous scenery of the "reshaping the world" by the master together? "

Ronnie Delauunier held onto the only trace of dust left, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

He didn't care about the issue of the battleship's cannons, he picked up the great sword of spiritual equipment, pushed open the metal door, and took a deep breath as he watched the busy silver goblins below.

"Little ones! Get ready for battle! Pull out all available warships! Support the giants and crush our enemies! Sweep those iron-like obstructers into the dust of history!"

What responded to him was cheers like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.

'Ronnie boy, according to the plan, it's not time for you to come out...'

"Sorry, the giant king, I don't want to lose any more friends. We are allies, we either die together or live together. If you think I am self-willed, propose to the eldest master and take my "leader" position. . "

'...' The Giant King closed his mouth.

The leader of the goblin species did not hesitate to turn around and re-enter the mechanical battleship.

With the launch of the first ship, various ports in the goblin seed cities began to be arranged in full swing.

--Army attack!

Chapter [-]: The Three No Girls of the Mist, the March of Destruction

The Second Continent has no such thing as trees.

As if to make up for this regret, most of the colorful ores were exposed on the surface, forming a dazzling stone jungle, sharp like a sword pointing straight to the sky.

ding ding.

Rope knocked on the iron tree beside him, making a crisp sound.

This kind of steel linked to the leylines hardly needs to remove impurities, and it is the best steel when it is melted, and even has some subtle elf compatibility.

There are countless other ores shining with elven rainbow light.

"I see……"

The dark-haired youth had a clear understanding in his eyes.

"Okan, is that what you planned? Killing a thousand enemies and losing nine hundred, I didn't expect that you, who could risk the danger to save the goblin seed, would agree to such a cruel action..."

Turning his head, Rope saw an ordinary giant wailing down from the cracks in the ore jungle.

Its huge body crushed a large piece of rock, but after a while, it was like some chemical reaction occurred. The skin of the giant corpse merged with the rock, and it was constantly satisfied with the depths, and it was about to become a huge pile of stones. statue.

In this world, although it can be confirmed that the giants are the retinues of the ancient "God of Power", they have an incredible connection with the "Earth".

Except for the special types, the dead bodies of the giants will almost merge with the earth and feed back the amount of terrifying elves stored in their bodies to the planet.

Flow is the pulse.

Constantly fighting and dying, the giant elf river was like an intricate web, shrouding the Second Continent as a battlefield.If the "God of Forging" Okan does a little processing, it will immediately form a "fine and flexible volcano" that is on the verge of fire.

Once the active volcano explodes, let alone the drizzle of digging a pit on the planet, even if the god of war comes, it will not be of much benefit. After all, this is a weapon made by the giants with a lot of life and flesh and blood, which is enough to evaporate everything.

This is also the reason why so far, only giants exist on the battlefield.

'My lord, have you found anything? '