The arrival of the Magic Tide is a formidable test for all planes!

Of course, with the sheer size of the wizarding world and the powerful wizarding community, no alien race or strange monster can shake this huge civilization.

However, the safety of the entire wizarding civilization does not mean that all families or forces will be unscathed. On the contrary, during this period of turbulent rules in the plane chaos, any wizarding family or force may suffer huge losses if they are not careful, and thus lose their previous dominant position.

This...... It is the most fundamental reason why many wizards are careful to guard against the tide of magical power!

Even the wizarding world is so powerful that it has to be guarded against the tide of magical power, and those medium and small planes whose overall strength is not as good as the wizarding world are even more unbearable.

When the tide of magic comes, when the plane barrier cannot protect the inner space as usual, the natives or aborigines in it face the surging void hurricane and the ferocious star beasts and monsters, and there is no other way out than to die.

After all, in the confrontation of the dimensional world, weakness is an original sin!

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Goblin plane, ironstone wasteland.

This is a desolate and lonely red land.

The soil contains too many minerals such as iron and aluminum, has little organic matter, and is highly acidic, and it is impossible to grow any green plants at all. The land stretching for nearly 100 miles is bare, and there is hardly any living thing to be seen here except for the lonely red peaks and the scarred stone pillars eroded by acid rain.

Because the soil is acidic and dark red in color, it looks like it has been soaked in blood and rendered in the sun, so it has also earned the nickname "Devil's Land".

Since it is impossible to grow crops, it is naturally impossible to feed the population. Therefore, there are no goblin towns in the area covered by the red earth of the Ironstone Wasteland, and it is impossible for large-scale intelligent creatures to be active.

However, in the midst of this dead silence, suddenly a loud roar came from afar.

Then, a convoy of heavily armed goblins came into view. The heavy steel tracks of the goblin chariot crushed the hard red roadbed, swirling the golden magic cannon on the top of the wagon, pointing its muzzle at some dim and gloomy corner.

At the top of the first vehicle, a goblin with a leather hood and tactical goggles poked out of his body, holding binoculars and scanning the surrounding peaks and pillar hills everywhere.

The terrain here is particularly treacherous, and the environment is even more harsh, and it is obviously not suitable for any intelligent life. But when this magic tide arrived, the goblin team still did not dare to relax or slack off, and meticulously patrolled this weak space area.

Yes, one of the main reasons why the Ironstone Wasteland is so desolate is that it is a weak point in space. The chaotic magical energy that penetrated from the outside world changed the dimensional environment here, and also caused the elements here to be unbalanced, thus creating a strange red earth.

The Goblin Convoy is made up of eleven Goblin Chariots, all equipped with magic cannons, goblin missiles, and battle weapons. Their mission is to regularly patrol the Ironstone Wasteland to make sure that no other-dimensional creatures have taken advantage of the outbreak of the Demon Tide to slip into the goblin plane.

Of course, in order to better complete the patrol work, each goblin team is also equipped with a goblin helicopter.

So, as the goblin convoy rumbled through the red earth, a goblin helicopter numbered Exocet passed over their heads at a very low altitude and then made a graceful arc towards a red lone peak on the right.

Goblin Commander Pike's green fur fluttered wildly in the wind, and he lowered his body and roared loudly against the communication crystal in his ear.

"Maurice, you bastard...... Don't fly so close to the convoy. Damn, my eardrums are going to be shattered by your horrible noise...... Remember, fly high and check out Area 27. The instrument shows that the sealing witch array there has been touched, and there is a good chance that something bad will sneak in, so you have to be careful......"

"The Exocet received, and the pilot Morris salutes you. I'm going to go to District 27 to investigate......"

Goblin Commander Pike slapped the carriage with his hand and pointed in the direction where the goblin helicopter was flying, before he raised his binoculars again and kept track of the other party's situation.

The entire goblin convoy swerved and rushed towards a huge wind-encroached stone forest.

However, before the convoy could reach the three miles of the stone forest, the goblin helicopter that flew over the stone forest at a low altitude was attacked by a flock of birds. Fortunately, Morris, the pilot of the Exocet, really had two brushes, and he actually controlled the helicopter to dodge left and right, rushed out of the encirclement of the birds, and turned around and flew back in the direction of the convoy.

Commander Pike, who had been worried, was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly commanded the convoy to quickly set up a defensive position. In a creaking metallic roar, the magic cannon quickly adjusted its muzzle, and the metal stakes supporting the auxiliary supports on both sides of the body were also nailed into the ground, and a layer of faint blue light combined to enclose the entire convoy into it.

The goblin helicopter flew straight towards the convoy, and when it was about to reach the range of the convoy's artillery, the helicopter suddenly rolled to the side, drawing a strange arc and flying out, revealing the strange birds that were chasing behind it.

It's a bunch of weird birds you've never seen before!

They resemble large ducks, but they don't have any hair on their long necks, except for a strange red sac on each side of their head. They are not very large, their feathers are dark red, and their flight speed is average.

If it weren't for the fear that they would be lost halfway, they would have been thrown away without a trace at the speed of a goblin helicopter.

The current goblin plane is no longer the goblin plane of the past!

After being nurtured and infected by the wizarding civilization, the goblins who have always belonged to magical insulators have also gained extensive knowledge and rich experience in the plane. So it only took two fingers for the goblin commander Pike to identify the 'monsters'.

Fire Raven!

This is a group of fire ravens with the ability to spit fire!

The strange red sacs on either side of their parotid glands are where they store their strange saliva, and when they spit it out, they quickly inflate into a strange fireball the size of a human head when they encounter air. The attack is half as powerful as the fireballs unleashed by human wizards, but the flames that explode are terrifyingly sticky, allowing them to attach themselves to enemies and burn continuously.

This is also one of the toughest places for the fire crows!

A single fire crow is not difficult to deal with, but the difficulty is that the fire crow belongs to a group of monsters. They usually live in groups, with small groups of two or three hundred, and large groups of thousands, tens of thousands. The size of their population is determined by the availability of food in the local area, and nothing else.

As far as Pike knew, there were no fire ravens near the Ironstone Wasteland, and there weren't many fire ravens in the entire goblin plane. Therefore, it dared to conclude that this flock of fire ravens, numbering in number, numbering in thousands, must be an 'outsider' who had secretly migrated in through the rift in the plane.

When they have a clear understanding of their surroundings and topography, they will definitely move to a nearby place where there is more 'food'. And their predatory diet must also include goblins.

For the sake of the security of the goblin plane, it is clear that they cannot be allowed to come and go freely.

Therefore, when the fire crow swarm couldn't stop the momentum and flew into the attack range, the magic energy cannon of the goblin convoy instantly caught fire.

Knock knock knock......

A series of fireballs of energy flew into the sky, crashed into the fire crows, and quickly exploded into a sea of fire.

Although fire ravens are capable of spitting fire, that is only due to the special bodily fluids in their bodies, and does not mean that they are fire creatures. Therefore, the artillery bombardment of the goblin convoy brought them terrible damage.

The battlefield was immediately filled with the angry and hoarse chirping of the fire crows and the loud sound of energy fireballs bursting. A large number of fire crows were blown apart, and many were scorched black by the flames, and mutilated bird carcasses rained down on the sky.

The fire crows that had been lucky enough to rush through the fire swooped down with a scream, bombarding the pale blue energy shield with strange fireballs the size of human heads.

Unfortunately, their individual strength was still too weak to shake the energy shield that was jointly supported by eleven goblin chariots.

The surface of the mask trembled violently, and the fireballs that exploded did not scatter and shatter, but turned into strands of red liquid that slowly flowed and stretched on it. When the crimson liquid met the air, it immediately ignited a sky-high fire, which was also rapidly corroding this layer of energy protection.

After all, the number of goblin chariots is still a little smaller, although the first round of attacks directly halves the fire crow flock. However, in the face of the fire crows that broke up the formation and flew all over the sky, the follow-up attack was like an anti-aircraft gun hitting mosquitoes, and the lethality slipped straight down.

Often more than a dozen shells bombarded past, and the fire crows that were killed and shot down were only in the single digits.

And this small number is nothing more than a drizzle in the face of a flock of fire crows flying around in the sky, which is close to five hundred.

The fire ravens kept flying up and down, spitting slime into the energy mask.

It looks like they're planning to burn through the shield and rush in to fight the goblin chariots.

Since it was difficult for the magic cannons to concentrate their fire, Pike immediately gave the battle order, and the battle weapons half-hung on the tail of each vehicle jumped down one after another, and then gathered in a row, attacking the approaching fire crows with dense energy rays.

At this time, the energy ray, which has a fast excitation speed and almost no flight time, is more efficient than the energy fireball's attack. Although the power is a little smaller, with the dense cannon muzzles on the body of the battle magic weapon, it can also make up for some of the shortcomings in power.

呲呲呲......

Dense rays of energy like rain soar into the sky, no longer pursuing precision, but focusing on range-based coverage killing. Such a change in the way of fighting immediately caused the number of casualties of the fire crow to rise rapidly again.