The nuclear bomb launched by the N.U.K.U.L.A.R target locator is not a nuclear bomb in the traditional sense, and calling it a nuclear bomb is just a customary name, to be precise, it should be a super-powerful magic bomb.

There are two versions of this magic bomb, arcane and fire, and the power is about the same, with a radius of 25 kilometers of destruction, a radius of 5 kilometers of lethality, and a core temperature of 400 million degrees, which is enough to destroy one qiē, and there is no radiation, but it will affect the concentration of elements in the explosion area on a large scale and for a long time.

In the same way, this kind of bomb cannot be made manually, and there is no one who can make this kind of thing, so it can only be made by the engineering workshop, and each zuò needs to consume 500 units of metal and 500 units of elements, and if the materials are sufficient, the engineering workshop can produce 1 piece per day, and save up to 7 pieces.

As soon as the cannon goes off, the gold is ten thousand taels, and the same is true for nuclear bombs, but fortunately, this thing is still a conscience price, and the fortress can afford to play.

Opening a small box at hand, Karel took out the N.U.K.U.L.A.R, which looked like a toy remote, and carefully collected it in his backpack, which was better to keep by himself.

Just as Karel was about to continue to bear on other products, the radio that had been set aside suddenly went off.

"This is Karel, what's the matter?" Karel said as he pressed the radio call.

"I'm Goode, come out and we've found something strange." Goode's voice came over the radio, and Goode kept it low. As if something unsightly happened, "By the way, it's better to sneak here." ”

"Okay, I'll be right there." Sneak past, why sneak in your own fortress? That's a problem, but since Goode asked for it, he must have encountered something he didn't want others to find out.

Exiting the engineering workshop, Karel walked around the workshop, performing a sneak at a blind spot before heading out of the fortress.

For this so-called strange thing. Karel was also curious.

At this time, Gu De was with Fu Hongxue. Looking at the scene in front of me, I fell into deep thought.

"Remember these guys?" Taking a cigarette in his mouth, Goode lit it with a match, took a deep breath, and puffed out a large amount of white smoke. A huge wound in the back was visible deep into the bone. Drops of blood ran down the lower end of the wound onto the armor. Then it dripped on the ground, on the wound, covered with a layer of emerald energy. Treatment is being struggling.

"Yes, I still remember it vividly, I hated them back then." Looking at the strange corpses on the ground, Fu Hongxue hugged the electromagnetic gun in her arms tightly, and her tone was full of sorrow.

"I hate them just as much now." Goode said as he took the cigarette and flicked the ash.

"Hey, brothers, what's the matter with the sneaky calling at me? Goode, are you hurt? Emerging from the shadows, Karel greeted Goode and Fu Hongxue.

"No one else knows you're coming, does it?" Goode took another sip and turned to look at Karel and said.

"No, no one knows, what the hell is going on?" There was an eerie sour smell in the air, a familiar smell that alerted Karel.

"See for yourself." With that, Goode stepped aside.

"This is ......" Seeing the scene behind Goode, Karel's pupils instantly dilated to the limit.

There are 3 types of Zerg in World of Warcraft, the Chira Zerg from Angela, the Spider-Man from Northrend, and the Mantis Man from Pandaria, except for the tragic Spider-Man, the other two are all extremely strong opponents, and they are inextricably linked to the Elder Gods.

Among the Zerg Clan, there is a race called the Guardians of Qila, which looks a little human, but most of them are still bug bodies, sickle-like hands, hook-like feet, wings on the back, and disgusting bug heads. What appeared in front of him was the shattered corpse of five long guardians of Chira, pale green liquid slowly flowing out of the wreckage.

"I took 5 people to clean up the battlefield, and when I turned around, all 5 guys died, I didn't even have time to react, and I scratched my back hard, and even now, I feel like something is going to invade my body." Goode said as he smoked a cigarette.

"Your uncle! Do you dare to put off talking about this kind of thing until now? Hearing Good's words, Karel hurried behind Goode to take a closer look at the wound on his back.

The damage was long and deep, the flesh rolled up, and the bones under the flesh could be seen, but none of that mattered, the most important thing was a small thing stirring between the flesh and blood.

It looks like an octopus's tentacles.

"it!" This kind of thing is very familiar to Karel, the power table of the ancient gods, but fortunately, Goode was not strictly invaded by this thing.

If it is completely invaded, it will become a faceless one, and according to Goode's strength, it is estimated that it will become a faceless general.

Karel took out the dagger and carefully scraped off the small tentacles on Goode's wound one by one, and as soon as these tentacles touched the teeth of the dragon father, they turned into liquid and were absorbed by the dagger, and soon, the dagger was churning with orange light mist, and then, the light mist surged towards Karel's hand.

In fact, in a sense, Karel is now a mixture of the three creatures of elves, dragons, and ancient gods, and is still in a relatively stable state, so it will not be infected lightly, in other words, it is already infected, and it doesn't matter if it is infected again.

"The ancient gods, the Zerg, it seems that this world is not at peace either." After cleaning the tentacles of the Elder God, Karel took out a bandage and began to bandage Goode.

"Let's clean up this place, Good, you get those five guys up first, but isolate them, don't let them talk around." Karel said as he picked up pieces of corpses from the ground, piled them together, and doused them with incendiary agent.

Fortunately, the attacks of these insects did not have the effect of draining souls, and when the dizzy five people came back from the state of death, Goode finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Guys, you had an accident a few minutes ago and learned something you shouldn't know, so you have a mission next, and that is to follow us to the Canyon of the Damned......" Goode grabbed the cigarette butt with his hand and flicked it into the pile of corpses, and the blue flames burst into flames.

Cursed Canyon, this is where magic iron ore is produced, and magic iron is the main material for making flying machines, before this, the entire fortress did not have a large demand for flying weapons, but now it is different, the Zerg, the ancient gods, neither of these two parties is easy to mess with, so it's time to perfect the whole team. (To be continued......)