Under the control of the goblins, five lumberjacks swung chainsaws and iron fists, and took heavy steps that shook the ground and mountains, and rumbled towards the alien worm.

The insect had been unscrupulous and rampage, but when it saw the iron bumps spitting hot water vapor rushing towards it, it immediately turned into a cunning fox and began to hide in the lumberyard.

The chopping and piling of logs became its best cover.

Compared to a lumberjack, the insects are no more than the size of their square, thick feet. If you are stepped on by such a big man, no matter how tenacious the vitality of the insect is, no matter how tough the carapace is, it will be difficult to resist the terrifying weight of up to 40 tons.

So the insects used the logs stacked in the middle of the camp to chop and rush left and right inside, occasionally launching a quick surprise attack on the troll slaves and goblin guards who couldn't dodge.

The lumberyard camp was in chaos in an instant.

All the troll slaves fled with their heads in their hands. In a panic, some bumped into the insects and became the target of slaughter, while others sent themselves in the path of the fast-moving lumberjack, only to be trampled into meat sauce in a short, bitter wail.

Obem and a group of goblin guards were thrown into disarray by the run-around slaves, and they couldn't keep up with the insect's agile and agile body.

"All the goblins, don't ......mess around" Obem was worthy of being the camp commander, and even at this time he was still calmer than the rest of the goblins. He climbed up a tall wooden chop and stood on it and roared, "All the goblin guards give me a wooden chop...... You...... You...... You...... Don't chase after you, you lumberjacks, and give me the junction in the camp...... All the slaves went to the house and gathered together, and if there were any runners, they would all be killed......"

Under the command of Obem, the camp that had been in chaos just now immediately had a backbone, and all the slaves and goblin guards ran to their respective positions as instructed. The five loggers no longer chased the insects behind the soil to eat the soil, but retreated to the periphery and stuck to the intersection between the log piles, looking like they were waiting for the other party to throw themselves into the net.

The scorpion suddenly stopped between the two piles of logs, raised its body, and seemed to listen to something.

Soon, it changed its tactics and rushed out of the pile of logs to start attacking the huge stack of wooden boxes in the middle of the camp.

Lured by it, two goblin lumbersaws burst into the pile of logs, wielding chainsaws to cut everything inside to pieces. Logs were chopped to the ground, and large wooden boxes were chopped to pieces. Wooden crates were knocked to the ground, scattering their contents everywhere.

It was a strange crystal prism more than half a meter long, and it didn't seem to be an entity, but a strange fluid that emitted a faint green light.

I don't know why, I can't feel any elemental aura on them, but Billis, who is hiding in the jungle in the distance, has a slight movement in his heart for no reason.

It suddenly occurred to him that the items that meant most to him in this camp were not the five goblin lumberjacks, nor the burning sticks in the hands of the goblins, but these mysterious and strange crystal prisms.

Under his command, the scorpion immediately stirred up a mist of earthy yellow dust around its body, and it plunged headlong into the ground, and when it burst out of the ground again, it had already run to the side of the overturned crystal prism.

"Fire...... ...... fire," Orbem's shrill growl rang out again, "Don't let the monster get near the Magic Battery." Shoot me......"

At his shout, all the goblin guards perched on top of the log pile raised their goblin muskets and opened fire on the scorpions. Dense locust-like metal projectiles struck the scorpion's swarthy carapace body, and most of them bounced out.

But a few purple-black and fishy pillars of blood also emerged from the stinging scorpion's body, and the compound eyes of the insect head were blinded in many places.

A terrible and sharp beep sounded in the field, and wherever the terrifying sound wave spread, all the goblins covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain. Even the goblin mechanics on those five lumberjacks are no exception!

Billis, who was hiding in the distance and snooping, was slightly stunned, and then seemed to understand something.

To be honest, the first time he saw those five goblin lumberjacks just now, Billis's heart was completely shocked.

With his mental acumen, he could perceive that all of these goblin lumbersaws possessed a basic strength no less than that of a high-level apprentice. And here, it seems, is just a relatively remote wilderness town in the Great Goblin Empire.

And the cylindrical sticks in the hands of those goblin guards that can ignite metal projectiles also have a base attack power of 30 degrees. This attack strength may not be much for wizards, but if every low-level goblin in the Goblin Empire can have this simple and fast attack method, then Bilis will have to reassess the overall strength of the Goblin Empire.

If you can pull out 5 high-level apprentices casually, and then each goblin can have the attack power of a junior apprentice, this is not good news for the wizards' next plane invasion.

But there are joys and sorrows in everything!

Although the combat quality and attack power displayed by this group of goblins made him secretly frightened, but the stinging scorpion's painful hiss also exposed the flaws of this group of goblins.

Their strength and strength seem to depend on these strange equipment, while their own strength is almost worthless.

The intensity of the sound wave excited by the scorpion's painful hiss just now was only 15 degrees, but the goblins present were already staggering and unable to control themselves. This fully shows that their physical strength is not even as good as that of a junior apprentice, and the basic values of physique and spirit must be very low.

While the goblins were dizzy, the injured scorpion once again raised a dust mist that shrouded a 5-meter radius, and then burrowed into the ground and never reappeared.

It took a long time for the goblins to wake up, and they immediately organized people to search the entire camp, but they did not find any trace of the strange worm. As a last resort, they gave up the search and set about restoring order to the lumberyard camp.

As the entire camp was stirred into a puddle of mud, many of the log piles had been smashed apart by the rampaging logging machines, and many wooden boxes had been torn apart. So when they were struggling to sort it all out, almost no goblins noticed that the crystal prisms scattered in the field had inexplicably lost 2.

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While the goblins were searching the camp and the surrounding jungle, Bilis had already returned to the depths of the jungle with the scorpion worms, leaving only one or two flying insect eyeliners around the camp.

Finding a hidden cave in the jungle, Bilis immediately began to study the two strange objects that had just arrived.

Magic energy battery?

These two bizarre little things are called magic energy batteries?

Judging by their name, it seems that this is also a special energy crystal, capable of providing non-elemental mysterious energy to some special devices. Just after seeing the weak goblin able to manipulate a metal golem that was twenty times its size, Bilis was already surprised to close his mouth.

What surprised him the most at the time was what kind of energy this big guy relied on. After all, he didn't perceive any elemental energy aura on them.

And now, having obtained two magic energy batteries and sensing the strange and strange energy frequencies inside, Bilis has a vague feeling that those big guys are probably powered by these so-called magic energy batteries!

It's just that there is a lack of alchemy laboratories here, and he knows a little about alchemy. Therefore, if you want to get a glimpse of the strange system that the goblins have from these two magic energy batteries, you can't do it with the power of Bilis.

Therefore, Biliss could only focus on the goblin camp again, trying to find more and more comprehensive information from it.

What Bilis didn't know was that while he was hiding in the cave to study the magic energy battery, a goblin helicopter suddenly rose up from the goblin lumber yard and flew off into the distance quickly in the night.

Although the daytime battle caught the goblin commander Orbem by surprise, they did not find any valuable information or clues. But combined with the information brought back by Father Teucer, Aubeim has every reason to suspect that the alien worms that broke into the camp today are most likely the minions brought by the Otherworldly invaders.

So after adding more guards to the lumber yard camp, Obam also wrote a letter asking for help to ask Daddy Teucer to bring to Bazk, the commander of the 7th Goblin Land Legion, 170 miles away.

In the letter, Aubert gave a creepy description of the horror of the alien invaders, and once again explained the weakness of Beta's defenses.

When Father Track left the camp in a goblin helicopter with his flying apprentice Mossardin, Commander Oberm stood in front of the wooden window of the two-story building, looking out at the dead jungle under the cover of night, his heart full of unspeakable fear and worry.

This kind of jungle is not normal!

In normal times, a large number of beasts and monsters will appear around the camp at night, and even if the goblin guards are full of flaming torches around the camp, they still can't stop them from circling around the camp under the cover of night.

But today, the jungle at night was as silent as death.

In the darkness that seems to be out of sight lurks an untold number of terrible demons, and the jungle beasts are scared away or killed by them.

This also fully shows that the insect that came to the camp during the day to make trouble is not far away, and is still peeking at them outside. If the goblin guards let up the slightest bit, or if there is a major breach in the camp's defenses, the insect will surely return and ravage the lumberyard camp once again.

As for the other party's purpose, Commander Aubeim thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have the slightest clue.