Salat was fully prepared before he came, and the investigation of the Gobble people was not omitted, and after determining the race of the aborigines, Salat used his family strength to make a detailed investigation.

The greatest weakness of the Gobble people is a faint and pungent smell.

This would make the Gobble weak and even unconscious, which is the death hole.

Cameroon watched his tribesmen fall one after another, and instead of thundering, he asked Salat with great interest: "What did you put in your bomb?"

Salat was a little surprised, but smiled and said, "Specially made, this is specially customized for the Gobblens, I said that I came prepared, and I will not accept returning empty-handed, Patriarch, isn't it good that you consider my proposal?"

Salat said with a grim face, "That will not only make everyone happy, but I will serve the patriarch and your people as guests."

"Bah, don't you think, this shameless villain who plays tricks"

"Intruder, you came in with your face in your pocket."

"We won't give in, there's a kind of you detoxify us and then we'll go head-to-head"

The Goblens, who had fallen to the ground and were still a little conscious, still stubbornly yelled, and the unique agave fragrance softened their bones but could not gag their strong mouths.

They must have been underground for too long before they accidentally fell for the trick, and it was too humiliating for the intruder's plot to be put down in their own homes.

Salat ignored the clamor of the Gobble, but continued to lobby to the Cameroonian patriarch: "Get out of the earth and see the light again, and wherever my family goes, there will be a place for your Gobble." Sharing the glory"

"Hmph" Cameroon snorted coldly and laughed directly, "Hahaha, the second-level civilization is such a wild place, and you actually talk about sharing glory with our clan, you want to take advantage of us." Young man, it will be a shame to cry too soon after being happy."

The Gobble sneered at the words and the eyes of disdain shot at Salat.

The gap between the seventh-level civilization and the second-level civilization is an insurmountable gap, maybe it has never been seen, maybe it is because it has been dead for too long, and Zarat actually does not have a deep understanding of this.

At this moment, he felt extremely embarrassed, and he stopped talking.

After all, the effect of the smell is limited, and the effect does not last very long.

At the signal of Salat. His men quickly launched an occupation operation, and the two sides began to fight. Flying from the pile of men in black flew mechs with shimmering metallic light, the big modified creatures unaffected by Neville's strange magnetic fields.

From this, it can be seen that Salat has been planning for this for a long time.

His target, of course, was the conspicuous tower.

Not only because of the tower's prominence, but also because of the heavy garrison there, if it doesn't matter, why let so many Gobul warriors be put under martial law.

11 and Luo Yuning originally thought that they would take advantage of the chaos to slip away, and the biotoxins in their bodies could find a way to find Mo Ye. But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and the action was ruthlessly terminated by the square-faced man in black before it could be launched.

"You'd better give me obedient participation in the battle, I believe that you are all strong fighters, and you will not be willing to sacrifice yourself and your teammates for no reason"

Believe in your sister!

This is a threat, and the cliff is a threat to the red fruit!

The sharp pain that had begun in the hand swept over again, as if it was about to swallow the entire arm from within.

11, Luo Yuning and Betty are fine, but their hands hurt, and Brooke is miserable. One of the hands of this cargo has been discarded, and it is still in a semi-crippled state, and the place where the injection was injected is still the head. When it hurts, it's no longer human.

Obviously, the lover was sadly used as a bargaining chip for threats.

The four gritted their teeth and followed the square-faced man in black.

The streets of the places where the Gobble people live are all high-tech products of ancient civilizations, from roadside garbage cans, street lamps to houses, every seemingly ordinary thing can be sold to the current Star Alliance, which can set off a rush to buy.

Manufacturing companies, product design companies, and research departments are all excited about it.

All in all. The toilets of the seventh-level civilization are all more sophisticated than the second-level civilization's cutting-edge technology, which is enough to make people crazy.

The other two teams that had been following the arrival. On the way, they encountered an ambush prepared by Salat early in the morning, and although it was delayed for some time, it was just in time for the battle between Salat and the Gobbles.

When the two teams saw the heavy war mecha, they were shocked, and even this was ready, and this Salat really came prepared.

The exploration team on the side of the Free Federation of Vitanlia is much more relaxed psychologically than the exploration team of the Lausanne Empire, which has an extremely ugly face.

If the royal family of the Lausanne Empire knew that they had raised such an ambitious wolf cub by the bedside, they would probably have mixed feelings.

Speaking of which, the king of the northwest also has some in-laws involved with the imperial family, which is even more subtle.

The state of mind turns into a state of watching a play in a second.

These two teams have no intention of participating in the battle at this time, and they are all on the sidelines, waiting for both sides to lose and take advantage, how can they act rashly.

At this moment, when the battlefield was in chaos, I don't know which Gobul man yelled.

"You invaders don't want to occupy the Tower, we will not hand over the control center of Neville City to you, don't be delusional"

City Control Hub!

In other words, mastering this tower will allow you to control the entire city of Neville.

What this means is simply self-evident.

These big words echoed in the hearts of the two teams, which was tantamount to pouring a bucket of oil on the fire, and the flame of passion burned in an instant.

Salat knew he was in trouble when he heard the shout, and these Gobuls were really hateful.

This roar instantly disrupted the battle situation, whether it was the exploration team of Vitanlia or the Lausanne Empire, it turned out that Salat had been planning for so long to discover this secret.

Although it deviates from the actual situation, it is not far from the truth.

In this way, no one is calm, and if it is preempted, it really can't be done.

Salat knew that these two teams would definitely join the battle, but fortunately, the four sides on the battlefield had their own taboos, and it was impossible for them to join forces to deal with him, so that they could contain each other, and the battle situation was stalemate, and the Zarat side, which was assisted by heavy war mechas, still had a faint advantage.

But Salat knew that such an advantage was short-lived, and that it would be terrible when the Gobble people came to their senses.

You come and go, people and horses fight each other.

11. Looking at the people in front of Vitanlia, they wanted to say hello and ask for help by the way to see if there was any hope, but before the big white fang could be exposed, he was directly forced back by a frontal blow.

The other party didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and he and Luo Yuning were directly divided into a group of Salat.

More than 11 people who had words of suffering joined the melee in such a daze. (To be continued)

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