The Endless Shuttle

The captain took a deep breath and slammed his fist on the steel podium.

"You all have your own children and family members..." He looked solemnly at the fellow goblins in the battleship: "What does losing the will to fight in a war mean? It is a reality that cannot be changed. But it does not mean that we have to give up our lives and go to bury Master Okan!"

That's right.

Life is something to be admired.

If the God of Forging was still alive, he would never hope that the races it created would be a bunch of waste that could not fly without their elders!

"Captain, what should we do..."

"Survive!" the captain said firmly.

"Repel the enemies in front of you, escape from the battlefield, save the fire and think of other ways. Don't forget, we are not powerless guys now, we have "Marrow Explosion"! "

Hearing the word "pipe explosion", the eyes of all goblins shone with hope.

Yes, they have tricks.

As long as you use this trick, not to mention being able to defeat the God of Disaster and turn defeat into victory, at least you can win brilliant results before the battlefield completely collapses!

"With the "Spirit Corridor Blocking Device" stored on this battleship... we still have hope! "

"oh!"

Morale was lifted.

Wiping away their tears, the goblins took their spiritual outfits back in their hands one by one, and quickly returned to where they should be.

The goblin captain breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately asked the goblin next to him who seemed to be working as an intelligence liaison.

"Boss Ronnie and "Marrow Explosion" haven't arrived yet? That adult will definitely understand the current situation faster than us, and contact me immediately! "

"Ship, Captain... I can't get in touch..."

The goblin in charge of intelligence said in a low voice.

"Since just now, Chief Ronnie's main fleet has been unable to be contacted. I don't know if it's because they have strengthened the shield and don't want the nightmares to perceive it, or for other reasons..."

"What!?"

"I, I will keep trying!"

The captain's expression startled the intelligence goblins, and hurriedly operated the console.

Boom!

With another punch, blood came out from the goblin captain's teeth, and the veins on his face were surging, which was extremely terrifying.

"Is this why misfortunes never come singly... Don't let any accidents happen. If we lose even the "Marrow Explosion", we will really exterminate the entire family here, Chief Ronnie..."

The enemy may soon know the news of "Okan's death" and launch an unprecedented and unprecedented onslaught.

There is really not much time left for the goblins to reflect.

"Report! An enemy fleet has been spotted on the left front!"

"who is it?"

"The flag is a double-flowered ginkgo leaf! It's the elf King Leaf Fleet! There are also a large number of Ex-Machinas and a small number of Nightmare species following!"

"The main fleet."

The goblin captain bit his nails.

"Silver...it's Xinke Nilvalen. That pet who betrayed its creator, the god of disaster...tsk..."

The goblins and elves have a long timeline of feuds that go back thousands of years.

Therefore, as long as he plays the role of goblin commander, he may have nothing else, but he must have experience fighting elves.

"Fight!"

He gave orders quickly.

"Use the "Spirit Corridor Blocking Device" and let those guys have a taste of it! "

"clear!"

Never have an accident! Ronnie Delaunay! The last savior of the goblins is really only your "Marrow Explosion"

Little did the goblin captain know that the greater the hope, the more violent the despair would come.

Everything is irreparable.

...

The use of the "Spirit Corridor Blocking Device" made all magical structures that use elves as fuel and driving force useless.

The first to bear the brunt are the grass dome boats of the ex-machinas and elves.

Like dumplings, the Ex-Machines fell from the sky, and the Grass Dome gradually tilted.

'This is the time for us to play...'

Nightmare species are a unique race.

The creator who created them, the "God of Disaster" Rope, is not the native spirit species of this world. He has greatness from outside the world, and that greatness has been passed on to the nightmare species from the source of the nightmare species, the "branch of the body of the evil god".

Therefore, the psychic power of the nightmare species is a relatively independent power that is separated from the elven corridor.

Some of the Nightmare species moved at high speed, materialized the grass dome boat with their spiritual power, and smoothly lowered all the fleets to the ground one by one. The other part acts as a shield, protecting the Grass Dome from the violent bombardment of the mechanical fleet in the sky.

As for the Ex-Machinas.

Falling isn't much of a problem for them at all.

Even if the elves cannot be used, the physical strength and combat quality of the Ex-Machinas are a hundred times greater than that of the Goblins. They immediately formed a formation on the ground as soon as the order was executed, and came up with a new countermeasure.

In the bow ship of Grass Dome, although Xinke Nilvalen was startled by the shaking and falling, he immediately nodded with a smile after he stabilized the situation.

"Thank you, Lord William."

'This is what we should do...' William said.

‘Should we give this place to the Nightmare kind completely? It will be very troublesome for the Elves to lose their elves, right? '

"Please don't worry at all."