Two days later, the first poison spirit seed was finally born.
And so, Bug Lich Bliss became the first magus to leave the group.
The main group continued to advance towards the capital of the goblin empire, Anvilmar, while Bliss took the poison spirit seed south. Grimm's mission was to soak the poison spirit seed in the wells or water sources of every goblin village or city for fifteen minutes.
Such a task was neither difficult nor easy.
First, it required the person in charge of the mission to have a way to hide their tracks. Otherwise, a non-human would have to travel through the goblin empire's territory and get close to the source of water that they relied on for sustenance. This in itself was not a small challenge!
But with Bug Lich Bliss's formless body, this was not a problem at all.
Based on the information he had gathered over the past few days, Grimm had already drawn a map of the entire goblin plane. The capital, Anvilmar, was at the center of the plane. It was surrounded by mountains and steep terrain, a place that normal creatures could not easily set foot in.
Thus, the goblins used their race's powerful engineering abilities to build a city of metal at the steepest part of the mountain — the City of Steel.
A hundred and twenty thousand high-level goblins lived there all year round, and it was a city of technology where goblin engineers, inventors, and alchemists gathered. It was a city of miracles.
In the past thousand years, the goblins had almost hollowed out the mountain below the City of Steel in order to inject an endless supply of energy into their mechanical civilization, using vast amounts of coal and steam to support the operation of the City of Steel.
Now, with the appearance of mana, the goblins had built a ten-story tall spatial furnace in the mountain, using the magical energy absorbed by the furnace to push the goblin civilization towards large-scale usage of mana.
The goblins did not seem to have any intention of keeping this information a secret. Instead, they promoted the advantages and benefits of mana on a large scale within their race, calling for more goblin engineers and alchemists to study mana seriously.
It was a pity that the goblin empire's research into goblin runes was too shallow and crude, and the miniaturization and miniaturization of the spatial furnace was progressing slowly. Otherwise, if every combat machine was equipped with a miniature spatial furnace, they would be able to break free from the shackles of mana batteries and become battle machines that never stopped killing.
Up until now, the goblin empire had only been able to install spatial furnaces on large magical equipment such as giant airships. They were used as the power source of small and miniature magic machinery to support the continuous battles and killings of the Magic Machinery Legion.
However, with the Goblin Mechanic's physique at the level of a Quasi-Wizard, it was still a question if he could endure this kind of continuous battle. After all, there were very few individuals like Tigule who had crossed the Extraordinary threshold. Most Goblin Mechanics still had bodies of flesh and blood. They needed to eat, drink, excrete, and sleep.
In fact, after a bloody battle, most of the Goblin Mechanics would have an additional psychological burden. Even the Tier 1 Goblin Mechanic, Tigule, could not avoid this. Who told it to have an extraordinary body, but not the spirit and soul to match it?
Hence, even when the Tier 1 Tigule controlled the Tier 2 Metal Gnome, he could only barely display the strength of a pseudo Tier 2!
Grimm wasn't optimistic about the Goblin City that the Goblin Empire had spent so much effort to build — Steel City. There was only one reason, and that was … these idiots had actually built the spatial furnace beneath the Steel City. Didn't … Didn't this mean that the most elite group of high-grade Goblins in the entire Goblin Empire were living on a huge barrel of explosives?
Moreover, they were still stuffing sex into this bucket day and night!
Of course, as indigenous Goblins, they could probably find thousands of reasons to do so. After all, the entire Goblin Plane was trembling under the rule of the Goblin Muskets and Goblin Cannons. There was no enemy in the plane that could threaten the order of the Goblin Empire.
Moreover, for the massive Steel City to continue operating for thousands of years, finding a clean, pollution-free, and endless energy source was the most important thing to ensure the continuation of the Goblin Civilization.
So, in a situation where there were no internal or external threats, and they were in urgent need of energy, it was not too strange for the ruler of the Goblin Empire to make such a choice. But now that Grimm and the rest were here, the Magi would make use of any hidden dangers and flaws in the Goblin Empire, turning it into the first Kamino that would topple the goblin civilisation!
What Grimm wanted to do the most now was to sneak into the Steel City and throw a fireball into the super spatial furnace that the Goblins had meticulously built. It would definitely be a huge fireworks display that would shake the entire plane!
However, to achieve this goal, there were still many difficult tasks that he had to complete step by step.
So, the only thing Grimm could do now was to desperately spread the Plague Spirit Seeds throughout the entire Goblin Plane, increasing his bargaining chips in the later stages of the negotiations.
It couldn't be helped. Grimm couldn't use a mutually destructive method to obtain the Goblin Plane. Otherwise, if a large number of plagues were to spread, the number of creatures that could survive in this plane would be reduced to one in ten.
By then, perhaps the plane would no longer have the strength to resist, but it would also lose its basic strength. Grimm wanted to develop the resources in this plane, but where could he find so many free labourers?
Could he buy cheap slaves from the Magus World? Developing a plane didn't require a few hundred or a few thousand basic laborers, but tens of thousands of adult slaves with strong physical strength. Furthermore, there needed to be a mature social system within the plane to be able to support the more people that would emerge from it.
If he wanted to obtain large amounts of rare metals, he had to organize a large number of labourers to excavate metal ores and transport them to the surface. That was not all. He also needed to filter and filter the coarse ores, and then smelt the high quality ores into metal ingots.
This process was usually accompanied by the extraction and purification of rare metals.
So, if he wanted to develop the metal mines and other rare resources in the plane on a large scale, he had to rely on the established social system.
If the natives of this plane were all wiped out by the plague, and Grimm had to build a social system from scratch to complete the development of the plane's resources, it would take at least a hundred years!
Because of this, Grimm decided to spread a plague in the Goblin Plane, which was strictly controlled by the Goblin Plane. It would deal a heavy blow to the Goblin Empire, but at the same time, the power of the entire plane would not be overturned.
To be honest, it was easier said than done.
But for the sake of his ideals and beliefs, Grimm could only try!
Fortunately, the Goblin Plane did not belong to him, so he could do whatever he wanted. If the ruler of the Goblin Empire was still stubborn after detonating the super space furnace, Grimm did not mind turning the entire Goblin Plane into a wasteland.
After all, only the benefits in his hands belonged to him. If he could not take the whole shop away, Grimm did not mind smashing it into pieces.
Even if the meat was rotten, it would be in his own pot!
Two days later, after the second poison spirit seed appeared, Mary left the team and went to the west of the Goblin Continent alone.
However, on the second day after Mary left, Grimm and the other two were caught up by the Magic Weapon Corps in the wilderness.
But the Magic Weapon Corps retreated as quickly as they came!
The reason why they were willing to give up on the enemy they had been chasing for six days was because a terrifying Wizard appeared in Grimm's team, the Poison Centipede.
After six days, they finally caught up with Grimm and the others again. Hundreds of Magic Weapons from the Magic Weapon Corps charged at them from all directions like a swarm of bees.
What welcomed them was the Poison Centipede's Poison Aura!
Poison Centipede set up a small altar in the wilderness and used it to increase the range of his Poison Aura, expanding it from the original hundred meters to the current five hundred meters.
Therefore, the Magic Weapons that rushed into the Poison Aura were hit without even realizing it.
When Venomous Centipede Endor activated the Poison Rune, the explosive poison instantly destroyed almost a hundred Battle Magic Machines.
In an instant, Magic Weapons fell from the sky like rain.
They plunged into the ground and no longer moved.
The lethal poison penetrated through the ventilation holes on the surface of the Combat Magic Machine and killed the Goblin Mechanic inside. No matter how strong the Magic Weapons were, without the control of a Mechanic, they were just cold metal blocks.
Therefore, in front of Poison Centipede, as long as the Goblin Mechanics still needed to breathe, they had no hope of survival!
Of course, Grimm and the others knew the principle of witchcraft very well, but the attacking Devil Machine Legion knew nothing about it.
The Magic Weapon Corps Commander was still urging his subordinates to join the battle and not let the evil Wizards escape. But who would have thought that with just a flash of green light in the hands of the ugly and evil old witch, nearly a hundred Magic Weapons fell to the ground as if they had lost their souls.
No matter how the Magic Weapon Corps Commander called out, he could not get any response from the Magic Weapons. Not long after, the few demonic machines that were sent into the battlefield suddenly fell to the ground without any warning, and could no longer be contacted.
Faced with such a strange scene, the Magic Weapon Corps Commander almost went crazy!
He could understand dying in an intense battle. He could also understand dying in a harsh environment.
However … Everything was fine before, but with just a flash of green light in the hands of the other party, all of them died in battle. His poor brain could not accept such a thing!
Therefore, the Magic Weapon Corps Commander, who was scared out of his wits by the unknown, could only order a retreat!
More than a hundred Magic Weapons that covered the sky were destroyed in the blink of an eye, and the number of Magic Weapons that could escape far away could be counted on two hands. Such a tragic loss made the Goblins grieve, and they only dared to wait until the Wizards were far away before sneaking back to the scene and taking away a few Magic Weapons.
After an examination by the Goblin doctor, they found out that all the Goblin Mechanics died of poison.
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