Chapter 700 Mechanical Demiplane (8000)

The enemy has shown up!

The dragon knights who were about to fly down stopped immediately and suppressed the violent emotions of the dragons.

"Be sober, don't let anger cloud your mind."

"Our mission has been completed, just wait for others to complete their work."

"Professional people can do professional things, and so are we."

"Our advantage is in the air, so we must further strengthen our combat power in the air."

"With such a big reaction, someone must want to run, everyone pay attention later."

"That's right, capturing these big targets is the best way for us to make a lot of money."

"Other small things are meaningless to everyone."

"..."

The dragons who have already communicated with the knights naturally obeyed the orders obediently.

There are also some dragons who have just joined in, moving restlessly.

They were glared at by the old dragons who are much stronger, and they became obedient.

The old dragons are very clear.

These dragon cubs cannot be allowed to break the rules, otherwise they will suffer a great loss in the future.

Just as the dragon knights were observing their prey below.

The special combat forces of the Bay Territory had already arrived at their respective areas.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The besieged trolls were knocked down, and most of their chests were sunken.

The fierce heavy fists, with the impact of the Qi force, pressed deeply into their bodies.

The special Qi force with great penetrating power instantly destroyed most of their internal organs and eliminated their combat effectiveness.

The monks who had no weapons, with a pair of steel fists, broke through the encirclement of the trolls and rushed towards the distant area that made them feel uncomfortable.

Their speed was already very fast, and their lethality was also quite outstanding, coupled with the blessing of thunder magic armor.

Even if they were not as strong as the dragon warriors, they could still stand alone and become an effective combat force.

Next to each monk, there was a swordsman wielding a long sword.

They attack less often, but they often attack when the monks are under siege. Once they attack, they are killing moves, and they can chop off the heads of one or two trolls with one sword.

The speed is so fast that the latter's body rushed forward a few steps, and when it fell to the ground and struggled, the pain had not yet spread.

The monks pushed forward, and the swordsman checked for loopholes.

The two cooperated with each other to deal with these crazy trolls, which can be said to be a smooth push.

The long sword in the swordsman's hand is an improved chain tooth giant sword.

The reason for vigorously developing the chain tooth giant sword is not only because this thing has extremely strong destructive power. In addition to its good lethality, it is also because the size of the Thunder Magic Armor is relatively large, and the weapon model used must naturally rise with it to better exert its power.

The enlarged version of various weapons must first maintain the corresponding strength, and a large amount of rare metals must be invested.

The production of the chain tooth giant sword is also inseparable from the help of rare metals.

But its usage is not as large as the former, and it is more used for enchantment and array technology, which has higher technical requirements but can save more materials.

Advancing in this area can first stimulate the development of technology, and then save expensive materials. Naturally, the latter is more popular.

Of course, when they are separated from the Thunder Magic Armor.

The Gulf Leader is not stingy in preparing corresponding weapons and equipment for them.

Looking at the invincible monks and swordsmen wearing Thunder Magic Armor.

Several swordsmen who led the team also showed expressions of surprise and emotion.

In the eyes of swordsmen, fighting is a test of life and death and a consideration of will.

Only elites who have rushed out again and again can withstand the terrible pressure of sealing evil and coexisting with it.

However, they naturally know the huge disadvantages of doing so.

The casualty rate is too high!

Many talented seedlings may often die because of a small mistake, and the huge energy and resources invested will be wasted.

Once or twice is okay, and one or two years can be tolerated.

If there is no real "swordsman" in five or six years, even if the country gathers its strength, it cannot accept such a large loss.

Because of this, the number of swordsmen will become fewer and fewer.

They will gradually be "abandoned" and "forgotten".

The swordsmen had no better choice to cooperate with the Gulf Territory.

They were just trying their best.

According to the old swordsmen, the Gulf Territory could help them stabilize the situation.

They could risk their lives to help the Gulf Territory solve some evil troubles.

As a result, the Gulf Territory was really generous.

Not only did they provide a lot of resources to stabilize them.

They also arranged many talented people to inherit their future.

For the swordsmen, this was basically no less than a grace of rebirth.

It allowed the swordsmen to be passed down and not be cut off in their hands.

Isn't it normal to work for the Gulf Territory?

At the beginning, the swordsmen did not care about the special training method proposed by the Gulf Territory.

They had already made many attempts and experienced countless failures.

The requirements for qualifications on the swordsman's path and the countless risks encountered along the way have caused countless proud sons of heaven to fail and die before they could achieve their goals.

In their opinion, after Matthew and the Gulf Territory fail, they will give up this idea and either go back to the old path before, or they will selectively give up and treat them as trump cards and consumables.

When that time comes, they will also take the initiative to adjust their relationship with the Gulf Territory and discuss the cost of the transaction.

Who knew that as soon as Matthew took action, they were immediately dumbfounded.

They never expected that the swordsman's inheritance would be split into two parts by Matthew.

The early stage risks of cultivation have been greatly reduced.

Watch as these powerful and outstanding dragon warriors master many of the fighting skills of monks and swordsmen at extremely fast speeds.

Even experienced swordsmen were surprised by their qualifications and talents.

Excitement and surprises ensue.

The stronger these students are, the more likely they are to pass the test, and the more swordsmen there will be in the future.

This is a good thing for these old guys who are almost desperate.

The swordsmen had just gained motivation and put more effort into giving guidance and teaching.

Matthew will naturally give them more "surprises"!

Matthew naturally also communicated with the swordsmen about the effect and situation of the dragon warrior's transformation.

Regarding the increase in lifespan, the increase in strength and the further strengthening of the body's carrying capacity, it would definitely be a lie to say that the old swordsmen are not interested.

However, just when the old swordsmen were ready to take the risk and try something.

Matthew naturally came up with rhetoric that the Gulf leaders are very familiar with and good at.

Matthew would not use human life for experiments.

He has many experimental bodies, and he will first let them walk out one way, and then let everyone make the transition safely.

Not only can strength be better preserved, but the trust between the two can also be deepened.

If someone else said this, the old swordsman would definitely think that the other person had a special idea.

But for the Gulf Territory, which has been spending money and investing resources on them, but has not let them fight.

I feel so confident to say this!

Moreover, their understanding of the Gulf Territory has reached a relatively deep level.

The swordsmen understood many of the Gulf Territory's practices and recognized Matthew's delusional and unbelievable ideas.

Everyone enjoys the benefits of development!

No exploitation and oppression!

How can we not be fascinated by the great unity of the world?

At least that's what Matthew and the Bay Territory are trying to do.

The old swordsman also felt the same way.

After all, the birth and mission of a swordsman is to sacrifice oneself for others.

With their strength, talent, and status.

If it is really just for enjoyment or personal gain.

They have a lot of choices to make and many paths to take.

However, they still chose this path of great pressure, uncertainty of life and death, and unpopularity.

And, it still persists until now.

The swordsmen can naturally feel the goodwill shown to them by the Gulf Territory.

Therefore, the old swordsmen have been cooperating with Matthew to study the inheritance of the path of monks and swordsmen.

There are 200 students in this batch.

They are all dragon warriors who abandoned their previous career paths and trained from scratch.

They have been training for several months after joining the path of monks and swordsmen in batches.

Now, most of them have entered the path of mid-level professionals, and a few of them with outstanding talents have entered the high-level.

Now, it's time to test their combat effectiveness.

The swordsmen were naturally very interested.

What's more, the old swordsman is also very interested in the dangers and enemies mentioned by Matthew.

In addition to training students, swordsmen re-edit professional path training methods, techniques and skills for swordsmen and monks.

There are also some more special tasks.

Register information on all kinds of dangerous and twisted evil objects and monsters.

At the same time, arrange various manpower and formulate special combat plans.

After finishing his thoughts, the old swordsman looked at the advancing team with a little satisfaction and emotion in his eyes.

The swordsmen on the side were a little helpless, with a look of eagerness in their eyes, and they discussed from time to time:

"If you learn to be precise, you will be able to use it fairly well."

"The talent is still a bit lacking, the craftsmanship is too strong..."

"Effectiveness is the most important thing. Let them play their role first and not be abandoned. Only in this way can we continuously attract more talents to join."

"This makes sense. Our inheritance is complete and the road is relatively smooth. Once the super-level affairs are compiled, the road will be clear."

"When that time comes, the lord will definitely be willing to invest more manpower and resources..."

"Hey, you don't know what the Gulf Territory does here, do you?"

"According to the practice of the Gulf Territory, it is natural to lure them with benefits and let the talents come forward on their own initiative."

"Don't just think about talents. Only when the total number of monks and swordsmen increases can more "swordsmen" be born..."

"You're right, you have to have the effect first, and then you can slowly use it."

"..."

While the swordsmen were discussing, the monks and swordsmen had already killed the trolls outside.

These trolls are also very interesting, once the monks and swordsmen rush in and keep a certain distance from them.

Even though they were still within sight, the trolls stopped pursuing and continued to turn around and charge forward.

Such a strange situation immediately attracted the swordsmen's attention.

They have a lot of experience in this area, and they know some knowledge and secrets like the back of their hands.

Even if they encounter an evil creature or demon that they have never seen before, they can find similar traces.

"Charm? That shouldn't be right. Even if it's a magic spell, it can't charm so many trolls at the same time..."

"It's more likely to be a demonic word. It's good at confusing people, but it's superficial, not deep, not fine enough, and easy to show."

"It should be a sacrificial effect. It may be attached to the flesh and blood pollution, but it doesn't look like a plague..."

"Such a blatant sacrifice can only appear in such a divided and barbaric place. If it happens in our place..."

"It was okay before, but it's not necessarily the case now."

"Although the new dynasty is strong, if it is unprepared for disasters, it may also encounter huge risks."

"Isn't it like this then? With the power of one place, we want to pacify the evil spirits in the world. Those idiots use this as a card and don't take the people seriously at all..."

"In their view, only those who are high and mighty are human beings, and the others are just livestock."

"This is the same as these elves and arcane masters. They carry out evil policies, perverse practices, and accumulate evil. Sooner or later, they will be backlashed..."

"..."

As for the discussions of other swordsmen, the old swordsman just listened.

The mountain is high and the road is long, the way back is cut off, it is better to take root here.

After all, there is also oriental blood here, wisdom inheritance, and various concepts of humanistic society are also constantly advancing.

If the swordsman inheritance can develop with it, the branches and vines will grow, and it will definitely be able to harvest the real inheritance, and from then on it will have tenacious vitality.

The old swordsman did not look at those burly and ferocious barbarians, but just repeatedly looked at the twisted altar piled with flesh and blood.

He squinted his eyes involuntarily, as if he thought of something, and muttered softly:

"The work is very rough, but the foot is not small..."

Just as the old swordsman was looking at it, the barbarians not far away howled and killed the monks and swordsmen.

The monks are good at dealing with miscellaneous soldiers.

They are strong, have enough endurance, high attack, and fast speed, and they can solve their opponents in a few strokes.

When dealing with large enemies, it is natural that the swordsmen will be more straightforward.

They took the initiative to meet them and easily avoided the short spears stabbed by the barbarians.

The movements were concise and powerful, and they would only move slightly when dodging, without wasting any time and strength.

Their actions naturally made the barbarians even more angry.

Their already huge bodies began to become more and more twisted, and red light permeated their bodies.

The roaring barbarians swung their heavy hammers and smashed at the swordsmen.

Their movements were not slow, and they were very powerful, which looked quite deterrent.

The swordsmen had no intention of keeping a distance at all. Instead, they relied on their flexible steps and bodies to cut into them before their weapons fell.

The buzzing chain-toothed giant sword easily cut through the thick armor of the barbarians.

In the flying of flesh and blood, the rotating cutting stand and the destructive saw teeth cut off the armor and the legs of the trolls together.

Blood spurted out like a water column, and the roaring barbarians fell heavily.

The trolls with red eyes did not feel any pain.

They just struggled madly, constantly waving their heavy hammers, trying to smash the swordsmen.

Before they could find the trace of the swordsman, the deadly chain-toothed giant sword had already pierced into their abdomen.

It just swiped and opened their stomachs.

Matthew didn't know much about these weird trolls, so he didn't want to take them captive.

The reason was simple, even if the Bay Territory had "cooperated" with the Goddess of Magic and the Mother of the Earth without any explanation.

Matthew couldn't deal with it for the time being, so he had to wait for a chance to dig more holes for them in the future and get them back with interest.

At this stage, Matthew was unwilling to provoke more terrifying and weird gods.

At least, before there were enough benefits, he didn't want anything to happen in this regard.

After all, there were only a few sober gods.

The swordsmen rushed forward, cut off the limbs of the barbarians in a few strokes, and chopped off their heads.

The chain-toothed giant sword with enhanced cutting ability allowed the swordsmen to cause fatal damage when dealing with any enemy.

With damage, the role of skills would naturally be greater.

The barbarians' weakness of being too clumsy was firmly grasped by the swordsmen.

After they collected basic data, they quickly eliminated the barbarians.

The death of the barbarians caught the mastermind off guard.

The troll elites gathered outside the altar opened their twisted mouths and let out a series of shrill roars and howls.

The strange screams brought up waves of gray ripples.

The swordsmen who were about to continue their advance were stunned.

Various whispers and sounds appeared in their ears.

The strange red light spread to this side.

If it were an ordinary high-level professional.

This alone might have been a disaster.

But the swordsmen were somewhat affected by this level of strange sounds, but it did not interfere with their operations at all.

The swordsmen withstood the pressure and continued to move forward.

The monks also rushed over, emitting a light golden light.

The deafening shouts restored the swordsmen's clarity.

The monks' resistance in this regard is stronger than that of the swordsmen.

Although they lacked in attack, they were extremely good at survival.

With the support of the monks, the swordsmen could unleash their killing power even more recklessly.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, can share a lot of pressure with each other.

Faced with the corpses all over the ground, the monks and swordsmen did not let go.

Before they became the two, they were already qualified soldiers of the Gulf Territory.

The enemy has the advantage of terrain, and the easiest way is to break the advantage of terrain.

For swordsmen, they are better at piercing the enemy's vital points.

With a strong and domineering style, the evil creatures and monsters are killed and sealed.

These monks and swordsmen trained by the Gulf Territory immediately took out scrolls.

Grease spell + fireball spell!

The simple spell combination immediately set the ground on fire.

The flames spread, burning the corpses piled up around, and the rolling stench mixed with thick smoke soared into the sky.

These rising smoke actually just gave a mark for fixed-point delivery.

The long-awaited dragon knights aimed at the surging flames and threw boxes of special fierce fire oil one after another.

As soon as these fierce fire oils landed on the ground, they exploded with a bang, enveloping the large corpses around them.

The pale golden flames greedily devoured the corpses of the trolls.

They spread out eagerly, and as soon as they touched the corpses, they would immediately penetrate into them and burn big holes.

This batch of fierce fire oils was added with special purification potions, which were specifically targeted at the evil spirits and powers that polluted the corpses.

Compared with various magic props and equipment that are expensive, require a large amount of rare metals, and the success rate still needs to be constantly improved.

Consumables such as scrolls and potions are more efficient in dealing with a large number of frequent battles.

After all, the cost difference is dozens or hundreds of times, and the effect in a battle is also dozens of times different.

A simple calculation is enough to make this kind of materials have a strong vitality in the Bay Territory.

As more and more corpses are burned on the ground, the weird energy and fluctuations become weaker and weaker.

The patient monks and swordsmen destroyed most of the corpses before launching an attack on the elite trolls.

These elite trolls were burly, wearing armor and exuding bloody fighting spirit. They obviously had a very high professional level.

However, their eyes flashed red, but they had no charm. Their vitality was completely bursting, and they rushed forward madly with a posture of dying together, giving people the feeling of a group of flesh and blood puppets.

Facing such an enemy, the monks and swordsmen took the initiative to meet them.

Many combat techniques require real fighting to master their essence and find a fighting style that suits them.

The elite trolls are quite powerful.

Most of them are high-level peak troll warriors.

Some are even super-level troll warriors.

But they have lost their minds and fight completely on instinct. The fighting routines and movements are very stiff.

After a few simple attempts, the monks and swordsmen's evasion can make most of their attacks fall into the air.

The troll warriors occasionally have some special fighting skills, which will give the monks and swordsmen unexpected "surprises".

The thunder magic armor with strong enough defense ensures that they will be injured at most, and will not die in a hurry.

Trolls have excellent recovery ability, and dragon warriors also have it.

The longer the battle drags on.

The monks and swordsmen who are quite familiar with their routines soon found the corresponding flaws.

The monks contain and attract, and the swordsmen act decisively.

The cutting and destructive ability of the chain tooth giant sword can bite off a large piece of flesh and blood as long as it is chopped up.

The high-level trolls can't stand two hits, and soon fell to the ground with screams, and the swordsmen cut off their heads.

The attack on the troll warriors quickly changed from three or four to contain to seven or eight to besiege.

The continuous wounds far exceeded the recovery speed of the troll warriors.

The troll warriors, who had no coordination and combat rules, soon fell in a bloody battle.

They didn't recover from the distortion of their thinking until they died.

Perhaps in their "view".

It's not them who are crazy, but the whole world!

"This is the importance of will. Resisting illusions, breaking illusions, and getting rid of control are all inseparable from its role."

The old swordsman told the other swordsmen to make it clear that the importance of the Bay Territory's list of various attributes.

Noticing the disapproval of several swordsmen, the old swordsman's expression was very serious, and he said in a firm tone:

"For true geniuses, this method will only bring them a little help and help them soar to the sky."

"But for more than 99% of ordinary students, it can keep them firm in their beliefs."

"Just like us, if our strength is improved to our level, if we can't perceive the improvement of strength for a long time, will we lose the confidence to go further?"

Hearing the words of the old swordsman, the other swordsmen thought carefully and couldn't help but ponder.

The problem of strength is objective for every swordsman.

Now that the problem of life and survival has been solved, it's time to go further.

This is Matthew's plan for them.

Pushing them forward is definitely not a good idea.

Let them move forward on their own, and the Bay Leader can progress with them.

"Roar...!"

Sharp and shrill roars spread in all directions.

Three twisted and hideous figures stood up from the altar not far away.

Seeing that all means could not stop their advance, the masterminds behind the constant death of these trolls finally appeared.

Pointed horns, sheep's hooves, and a tall body.

demon!

3 strong berserk demons!

Unlike the lemures that the Gulf Territory killed in the abyss cracks, the Berserkers didn't look like a species at all compared to them.

In fact, this is also the case. As demons grow and evolve, most of their physical forms will change.

These three mad fighting demons are nearly 3 meters tall, almost the same as the dragon warriors wearing thunder magic armor.

The muscles of the Mad War Demon are as strong as a thick layer of armor.

There were bursts of roaring roars coming from his mouth.

His eyes glowed with a terrifying red light.

They wore solid and thick armor, with blood-colored lines flashing on the armor, just like the twisted light around them.

Noticing the arrival of the monks and swordsmen, the three burly war-mad demons let out a deafening roar and launched an attack without hesitation.

The old swordsman raised his eyebrows when he saw them, with a little thought in his eyes.

He naturally knows these demons, some of the remnants in the seals, the summons of strange cults, and the culprits of disasters.

Demons are everywhere.

Both dangerous and troublesome!

However, although the mad war demon is fierce.

But at best, they are only relatively powerful mid-level demons, with the strength of high-level professionals and a challenge level of 15+elite.

Their size and equipment make it very easy to deal with ordinary soldiers and professionals.

But against the monks and swordsmen wearing thunder magic armor, they were somewhat powerless.

In just one encounter, two of the three heads of the three-headed Mad War Demon were chopped off by the swordsman.

The remaining end was smashed by the monk and turned into a complete sandbag.

After more than ten seconds, the monks stepped aside, leaving the mad warrior lying limply on the ground.

As soon as the breeze moved, the old swordsman stepped on the chest of the mad war demon.

This ferocious monster kept breathing pungent white air, and the twisted redness in its eyes gradually faded away.

The violent and ferocious pupils shrank suddenly after seeing the old swordsman. Just as he was about to speak, a chill came from his neck.

An invisible hand had already taken off its head.

The frightened Mad War Demon endured the severe pain of having his head chopped off, and he opened his mouth to roar.

"Ha, delicious soul."

A burst of cold and sharp laughter came, and the mad warrior who thought he would return to the bottomless abyss suddenly found that he could still "see" everything around him.

"How is this going?"

"Why am I here?"

"What kind of tricks does this human being have?"

Before the mad war demon could think clearly, he felt a wave of coldness surrounding him from all directions.

The sharp and stinging hands pinched it tightly and forcefully pulled it out of "its" head.

The whole process was filled with unprecedented pain, and the methods made the mad war demon shudder.

Before it lost its vision, it vaguely saw a gray-blue shadow, grinning ferociously at it.

The old swordsman clenched his fists, feeling the violent and greedy power slowly subside, and directly poured a bottle of life essence.

As he felt the pressure subside, he looked at the headless corpse that had been frozen and put away by the monks. He turned to look at the crumbling altar, feeling that the heart palpitations disappeared without a trace. He shook his head and said:

"It's already gone and may have been done. We're too late."

The old swordsman's assertion was immediately transmitted back to the command center, and everyone who heard the news was dumbfounded.

They never expected that with everyone moving so fast, the other party would actually finish before them.

What makes them even more puzzled is.

They were completely unaware of what the other party wanted to do.

The commanders discussed it and did not choose to hide it. They first reported the matter to the Gulf Territory and then decisively targeted other suspicious areas.

Although it didn't solve the problem, it was indeed a bit embarrassing.

But you must not delay things because of this!

As for the subsequent actions, they are to deal with the current troubles and dangers.

No matter whether the other party lets these trolls die, or they use the help of the Gulf Territory to get rid of them all.

After destroying all the sacrificial altars, clearing out these trolls must be done.

On the contrary, after Matthew got the news, he immediately made a move in his heart and put down the Mystery Lock Core that he was studying in his hand.

Aini, who was studying lung modification technology, looked curiously at Yaya and Orianna who came out happily.

Aini, whose strength had been greatly improved, still couldn't tell whether this was the clone or the real body of Yaya and Orianna, so she decided to study and train harder.

Yaya, who had already received the news, looked at Matthew who had finished processing the beginning and the end, and asked impatiently:

"The mechanical plane has been opened? Should we set off?"

Orianna's eyes also shone when she heard this.

From Yaya's simple description, Orianna knew that the Mechanical Plane is rich in various mechanical technologies.

This will be of great help to her to further strengthen and transform Yaya No. 1.

Matthew nodded, with a little anticipation in his eyes. As he walked towards the outside of the laboratory, he said without hesitation:

"If my guess is correct, someone has already opened the mechanical plane."

"What the two of us have to do is enter it with great fanfare."

Yaya, with gleaming eyes, nodded eagerly and shouted impatiently:

"Hahaha, I can finally act openly and honestly."

"With us two sisters taking action, we are absolutely invincible."

Although he gained a lot from the Catachan demiplane, Yaya didn't feel that he was satisfied.

This time in the mechanical plane, Matthew told her that there were many enemies for her to show off her skills.

Regarding these two belligerent little girls, Matthew smiled happily. He looked at the blue sky and promised with a smile:

"No problem, we don't have to hide anymore."

Matthew, who has laid a solid foundation, is ready to move towards the legendary Grand Arcanist in the next battle for the demiplane!

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