Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

boom!

The vibrations from the storm shook the goblin-species' mechanical first ship.

Ronnie Delaunay raised his head immediately, without him giving orders, the goblin species in charge of the investigation had already reported the situation to him.

"Report! There is a high-concentration elf reaction from the rear! The user - the god species. The god of disaster!"

Ronnie Delaunay was stunned.

"That place... the giant king..."

But it's not over yet.

As the creation of the God of Forging, all the goblin species sensed the preparations for the eruption of the "God Furnace" in advance without looking at them.

"Even the eldest master? Where has the God of Disaster arrived?!"

Can't hesitate any longer.

Ronnie Delauunier instantly raised the hilt of his sword and gave the order.

"Notice for all battleships! Use the coordinate space teleportation device to move the "Sacred Realm Spiritual Equipment" underground in the capital, and use it now!At the same time, make preparations for the launch of "Blast"! "

"However, that spiritual outfit is only [-]% complete..."

One of the goblin species responded weakly.

"I don't have that much time!" Ronnie Delauunier gritted his teeth: "There is a problem with the eldest lord, and the giants will immediately go berserk because of the death of the giant king. If they don't attack now, then We're going to be in a situation of total disadvantage! Listen! It's the type of total disadvantage with little chance of a comeback!"

In the end, Ronnie Delauunier almost said it in a roaring tone.

The goblin subordinates turned around and quickly carried out the orders of the big leader.

Ronnie Delaunay's brass eyes narrowed slightly, and then he wanted to turn around and head to the weapon storage room to confirm the situation of the "medullary explosion".

"It seems that I heard something interesting..."

Without the slightest hesitation, the God of Forging will turn around, and the fully sophisticated and mechanically equipped giant sword will slash in the direction of the sound.

Ding!

It was a strange, semi-fluid creature.The dark blue body is covered with creepy eyes.It held a rough meat saw in one hand, and sparks bloomed between it and the giant sword.

"Nightmare... Mikorash the "Blade"..."

Ronnie Delauunier asked in a solemn tone.

"You should be in the southwest battlefield... Not only did you cross our fleet, but you also concealed the "mind annihilation device" and "dream shielding spiritual equipment"... How did you do it? "

"A dying weasel doesn't need to know so much."

Mikolash gradually formed the commonly used human face.

There was a hideous and crazy smile on the corner of its mouth.

"Hunters always figure out a way to sneak into their prey's lair? Isn't it?"

Before dealing with the overall crisis, the goblin species may have to think about how to solve the invasion of a leader of the nightmare species.

Chapter [-] Forging vs Disaster, the duel of the gods begins

The goblin species have suffered a lot on the front line, but it is obviously impossible to compare with the power of the god of blacksmithing.

The explosion of the "God Stove" is not as wide as it seems. It is more like gathering the scorching heat in the center of the planet and melting all existence.

This kind of attack is even more terrifying than the "Bad Melting World" of the Phantasm.

After all, "Small World" still has the word "Small" attached to it, but "God Stove" is a concept that truly belongs to the planet, and a prerequisite for "forging" the essence of God.

Hundreds and thousands of pillars of flame pierced towards the sky, forming a terrifying wave of fire.

Rope was squeezed in the middle of this wave of fire, and even though he had all kinds of powers and powers to "repel fire" and "eat fire", he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

He watched as his fair skin was burnt and blackened, and then regrewed under the terrifying regeneration ability. After several repetitions, he not only did not withdraw from the fire wave range, but moved towards the lower part of the more terrifying heat.

"Compared to the evil flames of the "Blaster", your flames don't seem to be qualified enough, Orkan... But it's not bad for you to be able to do this, if you're not good at fighting. "

The God of Calamity sneered, swimming under the attack of a god-species, like a fish that is naturally addicted to fire.

It seems that the god of blacksmithing also realized that this cannot help Rope, and the pillar of fire changed the way of the outbreak.

The aftermath around him was calm, replaced by a sudden increase in Rope's pressure.

Ding, ding, ding.

It's like a hallucination, and it's like it's really coming into the ears.

The sound of the gold and iron knocking was like a behemoth swinging a hammer in anger, using the individual "God of Disaster" as the material to knock it into the shape it wanted.

The true function of the "forged" essence comes.

Burning and regenerating, Rope felt the weakness of his body.

It's impossible for Orkan to "forge" a god-species, it doesn't have that qualification yet, but if it weakens the same god-species to a certain extent, it's like giving the enemy a negative buff, the old man who has been forging for thousands of years. It's still possible to work hard.

But after all, Rope is not an ordinary god.

He is the god of disasters, fears and dreams. The level of violence in his essence is second only to the straightforward "war". The word "disaster" is often accompanied by bad luck and death since its appearance. Therefore, Rope is naturally the best at using force. One of the god species.