A large steam mecha is faintly dangerous, its Mithril structure emitting a high-pitched, rather than pleasant sound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info A long Mithril Lumbercutter, arm width the size of a human head, replaces its left arm. In its right hand is a large, curved claw fist, and in its arm it is equipped with an iron perforated nozzle that can be sprayed like a dragon's mouth. On the back of this mecha, two small arms are mounted like spider legs. One ends with sharp scissors, and the other ends with a wheel that makes noise when it spins. Through the small rectangular window in front of the mech, the pilot can be seen as a grinning goblin. Goblins wield a dizzying array of levers, buttons, and chains in their hands.

Razdenk, the president of a venture capital firm, a green-skinned goblin with only a few hairs dangling on his head, a very rich goblin.

Razdenk's penchant for the use of force has led to more and more petty traders joining venture companies in search of protection to eliminate some of the troubles in their business. But he himself always prides himself on elegance, and he considers himself a nobleman among goblins.

But not anymore, his face was distorted, making his already ugly face look like a toad, and the button of the steam mech was almost crushed by him, but he still screamed and pressed the button frantically, and his mech was bitten by two werewolves.

"Kill them! You fools! They're on me!! ”

"Boss, you need to stop first!"

"Oh shit! Damn it! Stop and I'll die! ”

The iron spray on his right hand was spraying flames, and the goblin dodged the already crazy steam mech, which had already set a goblin employee on fire, and if it continued like this, he would set the entire camp on fire.

"Bang bang bang~" There was a series of crisp sounds of gunpowder exploding, and the two werewolves were shot into a sieve, but their teeth were already stuck in the mecha, and Razdenk still controlled the mecha to dance.

"Boss! They're dead! ”

"Oh shit, shit! Why didn't you say it earlier! I'm going to deduct all the wages of you idiots! All!! ”

The steam mech finally stopped, and Razdenk controlled the mech to throw the werewolf out of the defensive camp while the cat roared.

"Oh boss~ that's none of our business!"

"Oh my God! Another werewolf has come in! Kill it! Come ----- my God, it bites Barabbas! ”

"Throw it out with Barabbas and burn it!"

Razdenk scratched at the few white hairs left on his head, werewolves, as his staff called the monsters, he didn't think there was anything wrong with them, they looked like wolves except for walking on two legs.

The werewolves suddenly appeared in the camp and attacked everything they came across, only to wake up to ------ plague of the Burning Legion, as one of his orc warlock employees told him that it contained evil and undead powers.

Razdenk had connections with many people in the Horde, and there were many in the Alliance, and as he had said a long time ago, he could also profit from the underground trade between the Horde and the Alliance, and he did.

During a recent trade with the Horde, he had learned about the Legion Plague and werewolves from the orcs, but he had always thought that it had nothing to do with him, and the demons were not interested in him, and he had no idea why those werewolves had suddenly appeared in his camp in the Valley of Thorns.

If it weren't for those idiots who had a problem mining the crystals, he wouldn't have come to the Valley of Thorns, and he should have been drinking the best red wine with those beauties around him on Kozan Island right now! Instead of fighting these stinking werewolves! You know, if you bite or scratch them, you will become the same thing as them!

"We're running out of ammo, boss!" A human stood not far from the steam mecha, looking afraid to approach.

"Damn! Damn it! Am I going to die here today?! "Razdenk was also confused for a while, although his 'staff' were all qualified warriors, but they were not facing those adventurers, but a group of monsters who were not afraid of death, and the employees of Thorn Valley were dying, and if it weren't for the improvised fortifications and the weapons and artillery that were still abundantly stocked, those monsters would have killed them a long time ago.

"I suggest we break out, boss, there is our oil production boat by the river, we can escape by boat! I don't believe those damn monsters can swim? The human took a hateful sip, and a green-skinned orc stood beside him and nodded in agreement, the two races of hatred seemed to get along very well here, in fact, there was no race in either pirates or these trade organizations, they all killed or killed for one thing------ shiny gold coins.

"Yes, yes! But we'll have to plan it out. Razdenk's small eyes rolled, the shrewdness of business replaced panic, it was obviously impossible for them to run together, someone had to stay behind to stop those monsters. Ma Nan, come here. ”

"Boss." The human swallowed. "Can you take your hands off the joystick?"

"Damn! I'm not going to burn you! Come here, you idiot! We'll have to figure out how to escape! ”

"Okay, okay." The human cautiously leaned in.

"Gather some people, not too many, quietly, you know what I mean, right?" Ma Nan is the director of the Valley of Thorns, and the fact that a human can mix in this position in a trade organization full of goblins is enough to say a lot.

"You're still so wise, my boss, I'll go right away." The human understood in an instant what his greedy boss was trying to do.

"Go!"

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At the same time, the dense forest to the west of the camp.

"Don't you help them?" Khadgar could see that the goblins were breaching the fortifications in less than an hour, and the werewolves seemed to be playing tricks on them, and they could leap into the small fortifications, but they circled around the perimeter, and from time to time werewolves jumped up, took a human or orc, and dragged the screaming booty into the forest.

"I don't have any mercy for the scum, but in order not to make those werewolves more numerous, I'm going to help them for the time being." Benny put down his binoculars and gestured to Sylvanas in the treetops.

The golden arrow whizzed through a streamer, and a tall demonic guard standing at the back of the battlefield who looked like a commander was pierced through the head by the golden streamer and fell in response.

"You're coming?" Khadgar watched as Benny waved his staff.

"Okay." Benny raised his hands, and the golden circle appeared.

Patches of golden light magnified on the battlefield, and several werewolves raised their heads in confusion, and the spots of light magnified in their eyes, piercing their bodies and burning their souls.

"Reinforcements! Boss! We have reinforcements! ”

"Damn, where are the reinforcements?!" Razdenk, who was about to escape, was stunned for a moment, scratching a few white hairs on his head, could it be that the gold coin appeared?