Warwick the Godfather of Terra

The people here all exuded a strong stench, just like canned herrings mixed with Ole-gey. Since Ceobe awakened this ability, she had almost never smelled such a filthy soul.

After all, Xiao Ke had never been to Casimir and been with those capitalists.

So, it was difficult for Ceobe to understand what these people were doing.

With a flick of his sword, Xiao Ke, who had gained more than a hundred soul-sucking attack points, killed all the soldiers.

Only then did she notice that there was a group of people tied up on the ground.

Moreover, it was not just the people dressed like toads that she had just killed who were emitting a foul smell, there were also a few people on the ground who had the same stench.

Ceobe frowned.

The Deep Pool operators on the ground almost popped their eyes out of their sockets when they saw this sudden reinforcement.

The organization, the organization did not abandon us!

The Deep Pool member, with tears in his eyes, was about to speak.

However, faster than his words was the cold light of the axe.

"Snapped!"

When the head falls to the ground, the attack power increases by 6.

Ceobe's actions stunned all the people tied to the ground.

No, aren't you here to save us?

Suddenly, an unspoken fear filled everyone's heart. Before the joy of surviving the disaster had passed, they fell into terror.

"Pong!"

In the dark alley, the expressionless Keobe swung the axe in his hand and chopped off the large heads one by one with a few strokes.

In an instant, only a few Tara people were left who were originally tied up in place.

"Okay, it finally doesn't stink anymore."

After smelling the scent on a few frightened ordinary people and a member of the Deep Pool who had just joined the Deep Pool not long ago, Xiao Ke smiled happily.

She stretched out her axe and cut the ropes on several people under the terrified gaze of the crowd, then Ceobe waved her hand.

"Go home quickly! Otherwise you won't have any food to eat!"

Then he took big steps and ran out.

"She, who is she?"

Throwing himself into his mother's arms, a trembling little Tara boy spoke with difficulty.

"Good guy."

Although the mother was also afraid, she still held her child tightly, looked at Ceobe's receding figure, and answered affirmatively.

It was different from the joy that the people felt after surviving the disaster.

“We couldn’t understand the economic value of this.”

In Victoria, a weapons and equipment research institute in Londinium, a dozen scientists gathered together. One of them, a bald boss who looked highly respected and wise, was waving his hands angrily and pointing at a mechanical arm behind him.

"This thing is not what you call new technology at all! It is just a pile of all the usable materials and industrial means, and it is just industrial waste! You let us go to great lengths to research this thing, which is really a waste of the funding the empire has given you!"

The bald scientist was furious.

You know, they are all well-known weapons designers and industrial giants, and some of them are even top scientists who have participated in the design of steam armor.

When he gathered all these people together, the bald guy thought that World War II was about to break out and he needed them to research some new weapons.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the place, the person who summoned them threw a steel-cast mechanical arm for them to study.

It is said that this thing has huge potential, and it demonstrated its superb flexibility, extremely high load-bearing capacity, and impact resistance in front of everyone.

This kind of comment really surprised all the big guys. They didn't have time to think about anything else and immediately sat down together to start studying.

As a result, when they completely disassembled the robotic arm for research, they were almost mad to death!

Why is this thing so flexible? Because each unit connected to it is built using independent pneumatic hydraulic plugs and rotor motors.

As for the high-strength impact resistance, it is even simpler, because this thing is basically solid except for its internal structure!

How can a high-strength alloy that is forty or fifty millimeters thick not have high hardness?

In short, this thing does not have any new technological means at all. It just uses piling up materials, piling up materials, and piling up materials.

"There's no need to study this thing!"

The wrench in his hand kept hitting a steel plate used to hold the arm. The head of the wrench was almost bent, but the steel plate was still solid without a single dent.

The bald guy's face turned red with anger, and the fat on his face kept shaking.

"This son of a bitch is nothing more than a handicraft made of some common high-strength stainless steel, a powerful engineering rotor motor, tattered wires, and pneumatic bolts. The actual design concept of this thing can be figured out by any of us, even a freshly-minted apprentice in the research institute!

Even a soldier like you who knows nothing can assemble it skillfully after disassembling and assembling it once or twice with the blueprint. This is simply industrial garbage!"

The officer on the opposite side just listened to the scientist's roar with no expression on his face.

And it is precisely because of this that scientists are even more angry.

"Damn it! I'm leaving! I might as well go back and have afternoon tea with my nagging wife instead of wasting time on this kind of stuff."

"If you still want us to study this kind of industrial waste, why not find a mechanic and give him 5,000 gold coins? He can make you a better one!"

Throwing the piece of steel in his hand to the ground with a bang, the scientist turned around, took off his clothes, changed into casual clothes, pushed the door and left.

As soon as he took the lead, a large number of experts behind him followed in the footsteps of their predecessors and left.

As he said, there really is no point in staying here any longer.

The group of people soon left, leaving only the young and strong officer in the room.

He went over to pick up the things on the ground, and compared them with the design drawings left by several scientists on the table. Soon the officer restored the entire mechanical arm.

Looking at this mechanical arm that was exactly the same as when he first brought it, the officer's expression became serious. He took it without delay and rushed directly to the royal palace in Londinium.

"Regent."

With the green light specially opened for him, the officer had a smooth journey and came directly to Tracys who was sitting in a chair reading a book.

"Have you studied it clearly?"

Closing the book, Tracy looked up at the officer opposite him.

"Yes."

The officer nodded.

"What is the estimated cost?"

With his hands on the table, Tracy looked at the young Sarkaz officer.

"According to scientists' estimates, even if it is simplified, the price will not be less than 5000 Victoria gold coins."

The officer's words made Tracy frown.

"But, this thing only costs 400 gold coins."

Tracy really couldn't understand why the price of this robotic arm, which Zaun Technology and Xiosta had developed and put on the market, was so different from its valuation.

Although this is their usual style, any machine they make is like this. If we really talk about the technological level, it is actually not particularly high, but the problem is that they are willing to pile up materials!

People are studying the speed of the car, changing the streamlined body, replacing the light and thin materials, and adding new material tires.

Zuan Technology studies vehicle speed by piling up engines. If one isn’t enough, use two. If two aren’t enough, use four. If four aren’t enough, use eight. As long as there are enough engines and the power is strong enough, no one can catch up.

Everyone knows that strong force can make bricks fly, but how do you have a source of income and make your company bigger and bigger by manufacturing machines in such a way that it can't even be described as losing money, it can even be said to be bleeding?

Tracy didn't know.

But he knew that if things continued like this, the entire Zaun would soon usurp Victoria's title as the world's leading industrial power!

And, invincible on Terra!

This is simply...

How wonderful.

For the Sarkaz, this kind of cheap and high-quality weapons and equipment is really the best means of armament.

If his ambition before was 1.0, then after getting this thing, his determination rose from 1.0 to 2.0, a more powerful version!

"Well, Manfred, you go down."

Tracy reopened the book.

"But, Your Highness."

Manfred frowned and spoke.

"The dragon in Xiaoqiu County has asked to contact us several times. Should we..."

Tracy picked up a page of paper and turned it over without even raising his head.

“Don’t bother.

Remember, that woman had been mad ever since she had killed Lord Warwick herself all those years ago.

And it is stupid to cooperate with a madman.

Remember, Victoria didn't just stand by and watch when we were attacked.

And now, their internal divisions and struggles are exactly what we need to see.

Manfred, go back and rest. We will soon face more serious problems. Let me know when the other four royal courts arrive."

Manfred didn't continue speaking, just nodded and turned away.

Tracy was the only one left in the room again, sitting alone on the chair.

The only sound that accompanied him was the rustling of pages.

"damn it!"

With a bang, the communicator in his hand fell heavily on the table, and the leader of the Xiaoqiu County garrison looked as pale as a pig's liver.

"The lords and lords of Londinium are busy cleaning their own gardens, but they are unwilling to pay any attention to this place!"

"Boom!"

The thunder roared, deafening.

The colonel's jaws were clenched as his jaw muscles trembled.

As early as a few days ago, when Colonel Hamilton captured a spy from the Deep Pool Force and learned that they were going to counterattack the city, he contacted Victoria and tried to obtain support and orders from his superiors.

However, even till now there is still no reply.

And just now, the order came down from above.

Very brief, only one sentence.

Act cheaply.

Now he knew that the whole of Victoria had condoned the situation in Hill County, that is, allowing the upcoming mob to attack Hill County.

"report!"

"Enter."

"Colonel, the executions have been going on for a long time."

At this time, the adjutant pushed open the door and walked in.

"It doesn't matter whether those people live or die."

Rubbing his temple, the colonel leaned back in his chair, looked at his adjutant, who was also from Tara, and waved his hand.

"Let the people below prepare. They will be ready in a moment..."

"Boom!"

The thunder rumbled again, and blue lightning flashed across the sky.

"Our top priority now is to eliminate the biggest hidden danger in the city."

"Yes."

Adjutant Hill looked at the colonel in front of him and knew that he was very angry, so he said nothing and waited for his orders.