The Demon Hunter's enhanced vision clearly saw nearly 100 muscle clubs below, scurrying out of their respective cabins, shouting to each other, and began to disassemble the ballistas that were fixed to the platform, and several big men shouted to raise the ballistas high enough to start aiming.

He was all too familiar with this kind of manpower and wit, and Vittoria liked to do it, and probably people with a lot of muscles were used to using this simple and quick way instead of thinking.

After just three bolts, the captain of the Laughing Smith came out leisurely to watch the lively scene below, and he used the mathematics he had learned to judge that the ballistas below would never pose a threat to his beloved boat.

Mathematics used to be the truth behind all events, and it always allowed humans to find a little comfort in the vast void, because there is always something that is fixed.

But the advent of chaos has weakened this truth infinitely, and in this world, magic can do such things.

As a weight-reducing bolt approached the Laughing Smith at a rapid pace, the captain of the Laughing Smith gave a new order without changing his face, and the alchemists inside the ship quickly activated the new magic circle, and an invisible shield protected the Laughing Craftsman.

This is a new safety measure after the Tiger Shark accident, Shu Ma He, as an all-rounder, worked with a few alchemists for three or four days, and took out an energy output source from the wind tunnel engine room, learned the practice of the alchemists in the loess area, and drew a shield circle outside the airship.

This kind of magic circle drawn on the outside is affected by the process, and it is almost blown by the wind every other month, so it can only be redrawn, and in terms of cost and maintenance considerations, this kind of shield circle is not used at all when producing airships in the loess area.

After all, on the local side, this kind of airship has always been regarded as an overproduct, and only used for logistics, but in the Far South airship is a rare treasure.

If nothing else, this huge man-made aircraft is no worse than the fire deterrence of Daybreaker-class warships in terms of deterrence.

The skies of this world still belong to flying monsters and spellcasters, so you can imagine how shocking the aborigines of the 'flying giants' that can fly freely in the sky are!

The reaction of the Judtonheim is a good illustration of what deterrence is, and the race known for its berserkers almost became a sensation after discovering the Laughing Smith.

In the past, it was not that there were no flying monsters to make trouble, after all, this forest was cut down by the Yutunheim, and when looking down from the air, not only did they have a wide field of vision, but these berserkers loved to dry the seafood they salvaged in the open space, so that this place was especially favored by those flying monsters, and they came to fight the autumn breeze from time to time.

But it was the first time that a guy as big as the Laughing Craftsman had appeared, and many of the older generation of berserkers began to think that the legendary dragon was coming!

The berserker Karui, who had returned from the Black Forest with the corpses of his companions on his back, was not welcomed by the tribe, and as soon as he stepped out of the forest, he saw the beasts in the sky and the chaotic order within the tribe, many of whom were holding javelins and trying to 'slay dragons'.

The Jutunheim often clashed with the Amazons, and almost all of them are now pirates, so the skill of throwing javelins with one hand is still passable, although not as skilled as the Amazons, but it can't stand up to these muscular hunks who believe in miracles of strength.

"Quiet!" Carrying the corpse of his fellow in a safe place, the brave warrior had ended his life with a dagger made from whale bones, and he was determined to accept his impending fate and chose to die.

Karui sensed a deep sadness, so his tone was also extraordinarily low, as the most powerful warrior of the new generation of the tribe, Kalu's reputation was very high, and with his return, the chaotic Yutunheim quickly put order back into order.

"Those who don't have armor go back and put on their armor." Karui pointed to a rough man who rushed out to fight with his lower body naked: "Take a good look at the heavenly thing, it has no wings, it's not a dragon, but your 'dragon' looks a little inflated!" ”

Amid the laughter of the people around him, the rough man hurried back to his wooden house, and his wife's scolding suddenly sounded in the room.

These are the people of Jutunheim, they are not afraid of war, they are a people of berserkers, they are war-hungry, and if Richard were here, he would definitely try to spread the faith of Campas, the god of war.

Hundreds of warriors formed a circular defensive formation under Karui's command, and Karui stared at the giant object in the sky, trying to guess the opponent's intentions.

The strength of the tribe was somewhat empty, and nearly half of the warriors went out to sea with the ships to fish or plunder, leaving behind the warriors who had just returned from a hunting trip to rest.

Karui felt that it was time to convene a tribal assembly when the patriarch returned from the sea, the monsters in the sky and the chaos in the forest were new challenges, and the people of Yutunheim should concentrate on dealing with one enemy at a time.

At that moment, the berserker, who was trying to shoulder the entire tribe, rubbed his eyes, and he saw a black figure fall from the giant beast in the air.

Is it a warrior who slays the dragon? Or is it the 'dregs' that have been pulled out? The Berserker guessed straightly, and it wasn't until the opponent suddenly began to slow down when he was less than fifty meters above the ground that he couldn't see the opponent's appearance.

Somewhat familiar, Karui struggled in his brain to remember where he had seen this person, which was not easy, after all, his brain still had to leave half of the room for his muscles.

Black hair, well, just remember! Karui felt like he had grabbed the tail of a memory.

It's the Demon Hunter apprentice!

Karui finally remembered who the other party was, wasn't he dead? The Berserker wondered if he had held a funeral for the warrior's death when he returned to the tribe.

The Berserker, who thought too much for a while, was a little slow to react, and as a result, a few fast-handed Jutunheim threw their heavy javelins, a move that made the remaining Yutunheim immediately burst into enthusiasm.

Dozens of heavy javelins were mixed with whizzing crossbow arrows, giving a warm welcome to the demon hunters who were landing on the 'down the stairs'.

"Lay down your arms! Drop your weapon! The berserker Karui shouted, "Stop, not an enemy, a friend!" Not an enemy, a friend! ”

At this time, the heavenly 'friends' had been overwhelmed by a sea of javelins.

The roar of [War Disaster] sounded in the air, and Xu Yichen landed safely in a splash of sawdust: "Long time no see, Kalu." ”