Chapter 253

When it was finally dark, a smaller airship appeared in the sky, with flashing red lights, and docked directly above the fort.

"Bang!" A metal box was thrown violently inside the fortress, and the airship then sprayed white steam, slowly lifting it upward.

"Do you think there will be another group of monster soldiers out there except for those monsters' weapons?" The bored mercenaries were watching the box and wagering with each other.

Before the battle comes, these knife edge licking blood guys can only rely on this way to kill time and relax themselves.

Li Yanlong and the monk Feng opened the box with a crowbar, revealing the goods inside, a whole box of large armor and heavy weapons.

As the mage said, these equipments are really made temporarily. The heavy armor has no decoration or pattern.

The rough surface, with the dark gray after metal oxidation, shows a unique industrial aesthetic feeling.

The huge hammer, wheel axe and even the most basic anti-skid technology were randomly piled into the box. A metal helmet rolled all the way to the devil hunter's feet as the box opened.

Xu Yichen reached out and picked up the helmet. After it started, it weighed nearly five kilograms. The rough edges of the helmet even stuck. He looked up at Yang Yuefan: "assembly line, stamping and shaping. Besides the bad aesthetics, the defense of this thing is quite considerable."

Of course, Yang Yuefan heard the meaning of the demon hunters. At least in this period, the wizard kings had already completed the preliminary improvement of productivity to the industrial level.

Compared with the far south, the manufacturing of weapons and armor is still at the level of handicrafts, and the gap between the two is quite large.

"The Templar, Abraham Lincoln, takes out the Uruk Orc's equipment and distributes it to the orcs." From the tower came the voice of MAGE Witt, who had been reinforced: "if they don't respond to the equipment, let your men arm them with these equipment."

Abraham shrugged, and with a team of slave soldiers began to count the equipment inside: "maybe those strong orcs will eat me first."

"I've seen their distant relatives, the green ones, and they really eat people." The ogre introduced the prototypes of these things, which made the Templar almost limp.

"Mercenaries, adventurers, please note that your mission is here. In one hour and eight minutes to one hour and seventeen minutes, the swarm will arrive at station 370." Mage Witt's voice reverberated throughout the base, making all the mercenaries stand upright and begin to prepare for battle.

As the slave soldiers emptied the iron box, the interior of the box gradually revealed complex patterns, and the voice in the tower sounded again: "mercenaries, I need you to put an intact insect into this box, your task is finished."

The leader of the sword and shield team stood in the middle of the square: "master master! How should we evacuate after we finish our mission! We all know this place won't last

This group of mercenaries had planned to control the mage directly and ask the other party to let him leave the ghost place when he arrived.

But the Templar tactfully told him that the only end of this was to attract high-level mages and burn all the living things here to pieces.

There is no negotiation, no compromise, only obedience and fair trade. This is the new world people's understanding of the mage community.

"I've paid a high enough Commission, and my only request is a live bug!" The voice of wizard Werther came from the top of the tower: "although I also think that the possibility of you surviving is very low, but your only hope is to resist the attack of the swarm of insects here, and destroy them all here."

"I'm sorry, guys. I can only help you kill more insects and reduce your stress." Despite this, the mage's voice didn't have any sense of sorry.

"I'm not going to do this task!" A lone wolf mercenary roared to the tower: "if I can't live, you can't get any insects as pets!"

The next moment, a flash of lightning from the sky split the hapless man in metal armor into a corpse, twitching reflexively on the ground.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Any behavior or individual that may affect the task is not allowed." Mage Witt said calmly, "the first thing you should worry about is my mission. If the mission is not completed, even if you are lucky enough to survive here, you will be physically eliminated by me or other mages."

"The priority of the task is far greater than the meaning of your existence." The voice on the tower stopped completely, leaving only the mercenaries outside silent.

"Well, don't be dazzled. Let's give priority to surviving here. You've heard it! The worms are coming soon! Cheer up The demon hunter clapped his hands and caught everyone's attention: "I'm not going to be the ration for the bugs."

Several players looked at each other with a smile. These mercenaries did not work hard this time, which was a good start for their mission.The Knights of the temple commanded the slave soldiers to talk about the man who had been chopped to death and moved into the barracks, and looked at the distance with a dignified face.

Although the sun has set, a cloud of artificial light at the top of the mage's tower lights up the steel fortress, allowing defenders to easily see thousands of miles away.

At the foot of the foot, along the earth came the fine micro vibration movement, let the demon hunter carry his weapon to walk on the wall: "ready to start Carnival! Our guests are coming! "

The woman warrior took out the bottle of "Talon thick phlegm" given to her by the demon hunter. Of course, Vitoria always thought it was called "green lava". The name was made up by Xu Yichen.

Vitoria knocked off the mouth of the bottle on her shield and drank most of the bottle: "at last, this TM is the life I want!"

"Fight! Never stop fighting! Yes, this is my place of glory The mad cow stood beside the samurai, holding up his weapon, and patted his chest with his other hand: "come on! If this is my last battle, let me glorify my tribe with the blood of the enemy

The savage's roar of war inspired everyone's morale.

When others came to their positions, the mad cow cautiously asked beside the female warrior, "if we all live and finish this battle, will you and I go back to the tribe and marry?"

"No, go away." Vitoria rolled her eyes and lifted her flail, feeling that the man was not ill.

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