Chapter Ninety-One: The decisive battle is about to break out

In the crater of the ground, seven-colored light rose into the sky, tearing through all the obscuring clouds in midair. The sun was shining brightly, and everyone was hot.

Once the warm golden sunlight appeared, the black light on the twelve black gold puppets suddenly dissipated a lot. The seven-colored light was like a salute, blasting a giant hammer pattern in the sky.

And just as the pattern disappeared, from behind the surrounding hillside, there was a loud shouting and charging -

"Rush! Welcome back to Master Craftsman! โ€

"Rushโ€”kill the invaders!"

Nearly 200 goblins, dressed in rags, wielding mining shovels and crowbars, slaughtered from behind the hillside.

These goblins resemble scrawny rats, and their ugly faces have a certain lethality in themselves, and the demon spirit soldiers who were originally attacking from the periphery were decapitated with shovels by this group of goblins roaring before they could react to what was going on.

The charging goblin troops were in high spirits, their scarlet eyes revealing ** and resentment, and with the continuous swing of shovels and crowbars, groups of demon soldiers lost their lives.

"It's a goblin army! The guards in the city do not have the participation of such inferior races, and these goblins are going to rebel? Gloria held her staff horizontally, her face full of doubt.

"They're miners coming from the mines, they're our own people."

The great butler Claude didn't know when he withdrew from the battle circle with the Beamon Giant Beast, the violent blow of the Beamon Giant Beast in the war just now almost shattered the remnant soul of Ying Long, but after all, the dragon clan is the overlord race of the ancient emperor, even if it is a wisp of remnant soul, it will not be so easy to collapse.

The blow of the Beamon Behemoth Beast just stimulated the ancient power hidden in Ying Long's remnant soul, and that Ying Long actually revived again.

The battle circle in the northwest corner did not need to be distracted for the time being, Claude simply threw away the broadsword, allowing Ying Long to play freely, and the Holy Light Cannon and the crossbow arrow regiment defended behind Ying Long, and the opponent except for the thick-skinned Beamon Behemoth continued to attack with its head suffocated, and the remaining demon spirit soldiers did not dare to act rashly, but had a tendency to retreat.

"The mining area is more than ten kilometers away from us, how did they come here?"

"It's the dwarf, the goblins and the hobbits have always been a good race, and it's the hobbit who went to the mines to help. I didn't expect that I, a knight of the Sun Temple, would be so destitute as to seek the help of a group of slaves......"

Claude raised his finger and pointed to the goblins and dwarf winter melons who were in the midst of fierce battles, and sighed slightly.

"Now is not the time to worry about this, even an ant will not want to be violated and become a captive...... Are your injuries okay? โ€

Goliath looked at the butler with concern and cast a small healing aura on him.

"I can't die." The Grand Butler shook his head, "Don't waste your combat power on me, the real tricky problem has just begun." Hermes came to Hu Tian, and Hu Tian took something from Orbis, and this thing was related to the Great Rift in the East...... Goliath, you know what the hell that is, right? โ€

"It's a sword technique, but he didn't tell me the specifics. He only practiced that sword skill to the first level, and he almost went mad...... Claude, you don't want to use that sword technique to negotiate terms with Hermes, do you? โ€

"I'm not that stupid!" Claure's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Since Hermes attaches great importance to that sword skill, I think that may be a way to restrain him, or maybe our hope will really be mortgaged on him......"

The old man, who had worked for Feynman City for half his life, looked back at one of the towers in the castle, and a meaningful expression appeared on his face.

"He's coming out, it's time to wrap up......"

Beyond the Castle โ€“

"Hey, old friend, you're finally here!"

The dwarf winter melon dragged the giant hammer around in a circle, and at this time it also stopped, staring at the goblin troops rushing down from the black tide on the surrounding hillside with a smile, and kept shouting in his mouth-

"Brothers, let's fight together!"

"Hey! Get it on! โ€

The goblins responded.

Jord laughed three times, pulled a sheepskin wine bag from his waist, poured two sips of spirits, and then carried a giant hammer and smashed it at the twelve black and gold golems.

The twelve black and gold puppets were fighting with the primeval panda bears, and the panda bears, who had always been based on hand-to-hand combat, suffered a lot this time, and there was a pile of incomparably hard iron lumps on the opposite side, and after a few back and forth, the pandas were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and almost all of them were painted.

"Grandma's legs, resist, resist!"

Pang Du touched a nosebleed, and a fierce man plunged into the battle circle again. At this time, a short man was the first to kill him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of metal clashing echoed over the castle, and Jorde wielded a giant hammer and swayed his little short legs around the black and gold golems.

In the blink of an eye, the twelve black and gold puppets had been smashed in half by Ruord, drowned in the goblin army, and were quickly dismantled into parts.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief what they were seeing. The dwarf, who was less than half a man tall, ran back and forth on his short legs, wielding a hammer the size of a house, and smashed all the twelve black and gold golems that were almost a head taller than the Panda bears to pieces.

"Flat!" Jorde shouted, and the hammer swung out.

"Long!" Another roar, and a demon spirit will be smashed into thin strips.

"Hey, I'll drop a hammer, let's have a double ring!"

With a sweep of the hammer, the two black and gold golems fell to the ground......

Oh my God, is this still a dwarf?!

The goblins worked seamlessly with Jorde, one hammer, one dismantling. In just a few breaths, nearly half of the twelve black-gold golems had been lost.

However, this is not the end.

Since they can be called the beneficial generals under the Spirit Demon Seat, the twelve black gold puppets are not so easy to defeat. Although his body was smashed into pieces by Jord's giant hammer, the sudden appearance of the Demon Spirit Clan's inner demon chain caused the whole scene to fall into chaos.

At the place where the black gold puppet fell, chains suddenly appeared, as if the root system extended from the black giant tower, and the essence of the same battle qi energy was continuously transmitted to the giant tower.

"Rats, struggle to your heart's content, this will be your hell!"

Hermes was enraged, and the black tower at his feet rumbled loudly, as if it was about to shatter the entire castle.

With a wave of his hand, billowing black mist spread out from the Black Tower, enveloping the entire castle in the blink of an eye.

It's dark!

The breath of death almost suffocated everyone, and 100,000 evil spirits escaped from hell kept shuttling through the black mist. The screams of the knights of the guards were heard all around.

Death hangs over the heart of every Feynman!

And at this moment!

Under the collapsed tower, the broken door slowly opened, and a thin but determined figure slowly walked out.

The young man slowly raised his right hand, and the bronze sword glowed a scorching redโ€”

"Broken!"

A low shout!

In Feynman City, the sky is like a circular hole cut, and the sun is above the hole, emitting endless heat.

It was a dark night that seemed to have passed for a century, and after a long wait, people finally waited for the long-lost heat. The dawn of Feynman City has finally arrived!