The newly developed Goblin Ripper was a powerful Magic Weapon Warrior.
Its lower body was still made of the most stable spider-shaped mechanical legs, while its upper body was a majestic humanoid metal body with four strange mechanical arms.
Two of the four mechanical arms were equipped with rotating flywheels and metal drills, which were considered melee weapons. The other two were equipped with miniature energy cannons, which could steadily output energy bullets with an attack strength of 140 degrees at a rate of three shots per five seconds.
The power of a single energy bullet did not seem to match the Goblin Ripper's status as a Grade 2 Magic Weapon Warrior. However, once it got close to the target and continuously attacked, even a Grade 2 Sorcerer's defensive spell would not be able to withstand it for long.
Moreover, with the activation of the miniature Magic Furnace in the Goblin Ripper's chest, the powerful magical weapons that the Goblin Ripper did not dare to install in the past due to its limited energy. Hence, with the stacking of a large number of magical weapons, the Goblin Ripper was basically built into a terrifying Magic Weapon of War by the Goblin Engineers.
The Goblin Ripper charged at the Elven Sword Dancers at high speed, waving its four mechanical arms wildly. Coupled with the sudden burst of violent energy bullets, the Elven Sword Dancers who only had the strength of a Quasi-Sorcerer were either sent flying, hit by the shockwave of the energy bullets, or simply sent flying by the Goblin Ripper's huge body …
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Elven Sword Dancers were taken down by Tigole, their bones broken and tendons torn.
Thud thud thud …
The Magic Weapon Warriors marched in unison, taking large strides over their heads and bodies as they continued to advance towards the top of the mountain. Meanwhile, the engineering robots following behind the Magic Weapon Warriors swarmed forward, putting heavy handcuffs and shackles on all the Elves, before throwing them onto the Goblin Chariots.
Around them, more than twenty metal eyeballs continuously circled around, preventing any Elves from sneaking in and ambushing them.
Fighting the unprepared with metal against flesh, the magical machine legion that was gathered in a formation was like a clenched iron fist, crushing the elven teams that were temporarily gathered for a counterattack without any difficulty.
The Goblin Ripper under Tigole's control was equipped with the Magic Furnace, so it would never have to worry about running out of energy. Hence, it charged at the very front. As for the Battle Magic Machines, they would retreat to the rear every fifteen minutes to recharge their batteries.
Anyway, there were many demonic machines, so there was no need to worry about the firepower being cut off!
The Dark Witches who were hovering in the sky on their flying brooms leaned over to look at the invincible Magic Mechanical Legion and exclaimed in admiration again.
Sure enough, the Witches of Destiny were rich and overbearing. They had transported an entire group of metal puppets from the Sorcerer World to this place to fight the natives. Just as expected, they were unscrupulous and unbridled. To put it bluntly, if that wizard was willing to spend more magical crystals, he could destroy the entire Jintha'Alor Camp with just these Magical Machines.
Of course, these magical equipment could be used to deal with low-level elves, but if they were to encounter high-level elven fighters, the price they would have to pay to win would be too great!
While he was deep in thought, the first wave of magic machinery losses since the start of the war appeared.
The attackers were a group of elven archers wearing thin leather armor and carrying scimitars on their waists. There were both men and women among them, and all of them had excellent archery skills and nimble bodies that ordinary people could not hope to match.
They climbed high up in the canopy, leaping between the tall ancient trees as if they were flying, as if they were walking on flat ground while shooting arrows with all their might. As elven archers who had advanced, they could activate a mystical force similar to inner force and attach it to their arrows to increase their lethality.
If they were just ordinary arrows, even the sharpest armor-piercing arrowheads would not be able to penetrate the thick metal armor of the Battle Magic Mechanical Legion. However, under the barrage of arrows that shone with a strange light, the previously indestructible metal shell was now like tofu, penetrated by the arrows.
Violent energy exploded inside the Battle Magic Mechanical Legion, causing its energy system to self-destruct. As a result, the three Archer Magic Mechanical Legions standing in the front row were destroyed by the elven archers one after another!
This time, even without Grim's order, the goblin technicians hidden in the group quickly gave the order. In the next moment, the barrage of bullets that had not been seen for a long time appeared once again, covering the sky and earth as they shot towards the canopy of the ancient trees that the elven archers were hiding in.
The giant trees shook, branches snapped, and wood splinters flew everywhere …
The screams of the elven archers who were shot could also be heard.
It could not be helped. Regardless of gender, the elven archers were too delicate and frail. Even with the protection of tough leather armor, they could not withstand the impact of the barrage of bullets. With their bodies, one shot was enough to render them powerless. If he was hit by two spears, his body might even be broken!
As soon as the might of the Archer Magic Mechanical Legion was displayed, the elven archers could not even find a stable footing. They could only grit their teeth and quickly move between the ancient trees. Although the arrows they shot out were still powerful, they could not achieve the same effect as before.
This was a group of slaves with good qualities. It would be a pity if they were killed by the magic mechanical legion.
Hence, Ursawei nodded. The three Grade 1 Dark Witches pressed on their broomsticks and rushed into the forest.
Since the Dark Witches had interfered, Tigule naturally did not want to compete with them. The Archer Magic Mechanical Legion immediately stopped firing and continued advancing into battle formation. The remains of the three Magic Mechanical Legion that had been blasted into smithereens were carefully collected by the Engineering Robots at the back.
The three Dark Witches rode on their flying broomsticks, arrogantly turning left and right in the lush mountain forest. Their mouths were constantly letting out cold laughter, as if they had nothing to fear.
A female elven archer with short green hair was obviously not used to the arrogant and despotic behavior of the other party. She hid in a dense canopy of trees and took advantage of the moment when a dark witch riding a broom passed by her not far away to shoot an arrow. The arrow hit the spot between the witch's brows that was not covered.
Seeing the archer's battered body stumble down from the sky, the elven archer's heart was filled with the joy of revenge. However, just as she stood in place, savoring the joy of revenge, she suddenly heard the urgent cries of her companions from another ancient tree nearby.
"Ferna, run …"
Run? Why did she have to run?
Before the green-haired elf could understand, a hazy figure slowly appeared from the shadows of the canopy behind her.
With a light smack, a ray of black light struck the green-haired elf's body, immediately paralyzing her and making it hard for her to move. In the next second, a soft and sticky dark figure wrapped around her body. It crouched by her ear and laughed coldly, "Kekeke … Pitiful little fellow, how did it feel to kill me? Do you want to have a taste? "
Before she could reply, a large mass of shadows surged forth, immediately dragging the green-haired elf archer into a vast and deep darkness.
Moments later, the darkness dispersed, and the female elf's figure could no longer be seen in the canopy.
Most of the so-called Dark Witches had already turned into Shadow Constitutions. Their bodies no longer had any fatal weaknesses. In order to kill a Dark Witch, apart from saturated magic damage, normal physical attacks were basically useless.
Thus, even though the three Dark Witches were only at Grade 1, they were fearless against more than twenty advanced Elven Archers (Grade 1). They even made use of their strange physical immunity and powerful Shadow Movement abilities to kill their opponents, catching them off guard.
If it wasn't for the powerful elven archery skills that could trigger witchcraft-like energy attacks, the dark witches would have already appeared and killed them all if they were pushed too far and could easily trigger a mutual destruction attack from the other party.
Now, the three Dark Witches flickered in and out of sight, using their Shadow Leap ability to wander around the Elven Archers. Once they found an opportunity, they would use Shadow Force to paralyze their opponents and drag them into the Shadow Kingdom.
Using this method, the three Dark Witches slowly but efficiently nibbled away at the number of Elven Archers.
The Elven Archers that had gathered together tried to attack but to no avail.
Even the most powerful Elven archery skills could not instantly kill one of them with a saturated attack. Then, the Dark Witches could rely on the omnipresent shadows to repair and heal themselves.
After losing eight of their comrades, the remaining Elven Archers could no longer bear the pressure. They whistled and sprinted along the rugged mountain path towards Jintha 'Alor.
At this moment, a team of elite Elves had quickly gathered in front of the grand tree hall halfway up Jintha 'Alor. As for the Elven Archers that had escaped, they seemed to be heading to rendezvous with the team.
"Hmph, the enemy has appeared! Don't just stand there and do nothing. Go down and capture those Elven Archers … "Ulthar looked down at the battlefield and finally gave his subordinates an order.
"Yes!" The Dark Witches bowed in unison.
Apart from the Grade 2 Dark Witch that remained behind Ulthar, the other Dark Witches sneered and dove down from the sky, pouncing on the Elven Archers that were wandering around the ancient tree canopy.
Grimm turned into a tall, flaming man as he stood in the sky, silently observing the enemy formation in front of the tree hall.
The most eye-catching part of the enemy formation was naturally the seven tall, ancient Ents.
Their torsos were around seven meters tall, and even the three to four-meter-tall Combat Magical Machines were dwarfed by them.
The originally withered and shriveled tree bark had turned into layers of incomparably tough tree armor, and the originally verdant tree crown had turned into their long hair that was fluttering in the wind. A few cracks appeared on their tall bodies, and from afar, they looked like the eyes and ears of humans.
Furthermore, these tall Ents had sturdy muscles, and their bodies were covered in circles of wood veins. Their lower limbs were covered in thick roots and tubers, and their arms were made up of thousands of branches, vines, and thorns.
In particular, the ten-meter-tall Withered Tree Guard was holding a tree so thick that it would take two people to wrap their arms around it as a temporary weapon.
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