Age of Adepts

The silver-white Chiva sailed leisurely across the sky.

It was afternoon, and the sky was full of fluffy, flimsy clouds.

With the turbulent airflow ejected from the bottom of the parade mothership, the white clouds were torn and crushed, dragging a cloud road several miles long behind them.

At the far end of the sky, only half of the setting sun is exposed above the forest sea, and the refreshing and soft breeze blowing on the face gives people a warm and peaceful taste.

The cruising mothership is much larger than the previous giant floating ship in terms of volume, and the deck at this moment alone has a space the size of two football fields. But there are only a few dozen people who can move freely on it. Most of them were wizard apprentices on board the ship, and the rest were mercenaries and businessmen who went to Doverland to seek a living.

The small magic tool "Destroyer" more than one meter high turned left and right around Locke like a stupid metal puppet, and touched him lightly with pliers-like metal hands from time to time. And it couldn't help murmuring 'gurgling', mixed with the ringing of metal gears, shafts, and levers on its body, giving people a sense of noise and hustle and bustle.

Regardless of the inconspicuous appearance of the 'Wrecking King', it is even a bit tattered, most of the body is not covered by the metal body. However, it is the most important combat partner of Locke, the goblin magician.

When encountering a battle, the King of Destruction can quickly change his body shape under Locke's control and switch to a real combat mode. At that time, it had a body height of 3 meters, and its body was covered with crazily rotating blade wheels and energy light blades. It was not weaker than those melee magic weapons in charging.

When necessary, it can also switch to long-range sniper mode, covering the enemy with large magic ray guns and improved goblin rockets.

Therefore, at least 70% of the 100% of the attack power that the goblin magician Locke can exert comes from this crazy and tattered weird magic weapon.

And above Locke's head, there is still a floating disk with a diameter of half a meter suspended silently.

At this moment, he was not in a fighting state, so the blade wheels on the edge of the floating disc were retracted into the body, and only a metal eyeball protruded from under the body, looking around indiscriminately.

Due to the installation of the magic furnace inside, the energy has been adequately supplied, so the cruise mothership has enough power to raise a layer of transparent force field protection around the hull, isolating the oncoming high-altitude wind. Otherwise, ordinary humans like mercenaries and businessmen simply wouldn't be able to gain a foothold on the flight deck.

Not to mention the typhoon-level high-altitude north wind, the temperature loss caused by the air flow alone is enough to freeze a person into a popsicle.

But now, these human mercenaries and businessmen can stroll leisurely on the flight deck, bending down from time to time to look at the fleeting forest landscape below them. That kind of coziness, that kind of leisure, is hard to enjoy elsewhere!

Just as Wizard Locke set up the reclining chair and coffee table, enjoying his afternoon tea comfortably, a slender, tall and beautiful figure blocked his sight.

"Hey, Little Locke, you're being lazy here again..."

You don't need to open your eyes, just listening to the soft and sweet voice, you know that the person who comes is your new partner, the magic archer Sanduo.

In the last battle in the Doverland Basin, thanks to Little Locke's desperate rescue, the magic archer Sando was not injured by the ferocious monsters. So as soon as the battle was over, Sandra invited Little Locke to the bar for a night of drinking.

After going back and forth, the two turned out to be friends and partners across races.

Pushing the dark green goggles to reveal his handsome and charming little eyes, Little Locke waved his little fist angrily.

"Stand aside, tall man, you are blocking my sunlight!"

"Cut, with your rough and thick skin, it won't matter how much time you spend in the sun..."

"You don't care about me..." Little Locke turned over comfortably, letting the warm and beautiful sunshine evenly sprinkle on his back: "You don't go to take care of your face with your own sisters, and it must be no good to come to me suddenly... Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"You still know me, hee hee...Little man, have you heard that a group of Catoblepas came running near Doverland..."

"What? Catoblepas?" Little Locke got up from the recliner in a jerk: "Where? Where?"

Catoblepas is a monster, ugly in appearance, with a head like a wild boar, but with a pair of antlers. The thick and tough hard skin is covered with thorns, and the short and thick limbs have strange horseshoes.

Under normal circumstances, an adult Catoblepas is nothing more than a Tier 1 monster. If it weren't for their gregarious nature, they wouldn't be considered powerful monsters at all.

During this period of time, Rock Jr. was also constantly improving his magical combat equipment, and the pair of antlers on Katoblepas' head was exactly what he was looking for urgently. Although there were goods in the goblin store in the White Tower, the price made him scratch his head. If you can hunt and kill a group of them yourself, you can save thousands of magic crystals.

So when he heard the news about Sando, Little Locke immediately became anxious.

"Quickly tell me, where are those guys hiding? I have hired two expeditions, but they have not found their whereabouts. Where did you get the news? Is the source reliable?"

Faced with a series of questions from Little Locke, Sando stretched out her beautiful body in the sunshine, and said with a coquettish smile, "Don't worry about how I got the news, just say whether you're going or not?"

Little Locke hesitated for a moment: "Do you have any other conditions? Let's talk about it first..."

"Of course those idiots are hiding in the stinking mud swamp. If you want me to accompany you to that disgusting place, you have to accompany me to catch a mandala grass first..."

Little Locke understood in an instant: "No wonder you came to me. The magic plant of Datura grass is very poisonous, and it is also good at manipulating vines and plant roots. Only metal puppets like the King of Destruction can restrain it... Well, the deal ,That `s a deal!"

Hearing Little Locke's promise, Sando immediately showed a look of joy on her face.

Although Datura grass is highly toxic and its body is full of viscous sap-like blood, it is also an extremely valuable alchemy raw material, and the medicinal liquid produced can be used as a material for scrying. Sell ​​them to the Witch of Fate, the price will definitely not be lower.

After the two negotiated the terms, Sando was happy for a moment, lifted Little Locke up and turned around, kissed him before putting it down, and swayed away with elegant and graceful catwalks.

And two red clouds immediately floated on Little Locke's green face.

At this time, the cruise mothership had already flown over the Doverland Basin.

The huge hull covered half of the sky, and a few three-headed vultures and a group of white giant birds fled to the distance after being startled. The sound of wild animals running and chasing could be faintly heard in the dark and gloomy black forest, and the nearby forests became frightened and restless.

It is impossible to land on the ground with such a huge size of the cruising mothership. When it lowered its hull smoothly and suspended at a height of 100 meters above the Doverland Basin, dozens of goblin airships of various shapes flew from the flight deck. It rose and slowly descended to the basin below amidst a roar of steam.

On top of them, there are nearly a hundred human mercenaries and merchants, as well as an astonishing amount of building materials.

At this moment, the Doverland Basin has become a huge construction site.

Under the command and control of goblins, as many as two hundred engineering magic tools are working hard to level the land and cut down trees. The thick logs with two or three people hugging each other have piled up into a pile of hills in the corner of the basin, and in the huge cleared space, tall buildings full of metal punk style are rising.

The goblins who were the construction party were wearing hard hats, directing one after another engineering magic machines to come in and out of the site. There was muddy dust everywhere, and there were noisy construction sites everywhere. The entire Doverland Basin was about to boil.

The cruising mothership Chiva traveled between the White Tower and the 'city' of Doverland twice a day, transporting a large amount of construction materials and daily necessities. Therefore, its arrival also made the Doverland Basin more lively.

As soon as he stepped off the goblin airship with Destruction King and Ghost, Wizard Locke was stopped by the goblin supervisor Jixier in a neat uniform.

"Master Locke, if you are free, I would like to go to Papa Mazik's. It seems that he has something to ask you for. In addition, the director of the venture capital company Sorbin is also looking for you, saying that you ordered Mithril ingots have arrived..."

Sando, who was standing beside Locke, was not interested in listening to the trivial matters among these goblins, so she poked him with her hand.

"It seems that you have to be busy for a while... Remember, come to me at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, the location... You should know..." After speaking, the magic archer Sanduo swayed and left.

Because the construction site was too noisy, the blood elves stationed in the Doverland Basin opened up a small camp in the west of the Black Forest, so Sando naturally went there to meet some familiar sisters after coming here.

To be honest, it is extremely convenient and convenient to have some like-minded clansmen in a large force. At least, the intelligence information that Sando possesses is much richer than that of Little Locke.

After Little Locke and Sando waved goodbye, he casually grabbed a little goblin whose head reached his chest to lead him the way. With his current reputation, there are almost no goblins in the entire goblin camp who don't know him.

The little goblin is obviously also one of the many young juniors selected by the goblin plane to study, and Wizard Locke is undoubtedly its idol deep in its heart. So bouncing around, the little goblin took Wizard Locke to the goblin shop opened by Mazik's father.

And Locke hesitated at the entrance of the low and narrow store, and finally walked in...