George said, "Are you sure?"

Duck said: "Now the opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can you know if you don't give it a try." By the way, I found that the blue slimes don't fire at each other's distance and keep their distance from each other, but they fire violently as soon as they get close to the red, and there is no distance limit. Do you know what's going on?"

"Thunder slimes are divided into red and blue, and they are likely to have positive and negative attribute charges respectively, with the same attribute repelling and the opposite attribute attracting. You want to make a fuss about this?"

"There's a plan, but you need to get out first. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"Thunder slimes survive by absorbing lightning magic energy, and can use lightning rods and lightning protection nets to arrange lightning guidance arrays, and 'captive' them, yes, captivity. See, the red slime on my body has become the size of a millstone, enough to split and straighten up, but it still lies on my back and doesn't let go, and it seems to treat me as a long-term meal ticket. It doesn't let go of this bit of magic energy of the Faraday worm, and a fixed lightning guidance circle that can constantly attract thunder and lightning must have an appetite for it. ”

"Beautifully conceived!"

Encouraged by George's affirmation, Duck continued, "We can build the circle on a platform that can move, and control the intensity of their discharge by adjusting the distance between the red and blue slimes - of course, these precious magic energies will not be used to attack each other, but will be sucked by more powerful lightning-absorbing materials designed between them, such as the 'superconductor' you just mentioned." Usually use naturally generated lightning to recharge them, store them with capacitive slimes if they can't hold them, and let them discharge violently in case of emergency. George, George?"

George smiled, "It's nothing, I shook my head." Dark, from today onwards, your thinking has reached the level of an ordinary alchemist. ”

"Really, only ideas?"

"Heh, greed is not enough, you've only been exposed to alchemy for a few days?, though, thought is the most important thing - all right, captain, give the order. ”

Duck said in the team chat: "Isabella, I'm safe now, you quickly return to the Psychic Tower, assist Enya and Xerna in defense, Enya, you go all out to produce flash rods and lightning protection nets, a group of five, about a hundred meters between groups, Xerna, you hold on a little longer, and when George and I go back, you can go back to the giant monkey camp!"

The three girls replied at the same time: "Understood!"

Duck said to George in a private chat, "I just photographed something interesting in the core of the swamp. ”

"What?"

"A twisted metal tower, like a tree twisted in half, divided into nine branches. Each branch has a metal totem pole with some symbols on it. The symbols are very similar to the words I see in the ruins of Gutnotiran. ”

"Words, great, pass it to Enya, she's a connoisseur. ”

"There's never been any Hydra here, I wonder if this tower is the so-called Hydra? Because the heat and lightning are so isolated that ordinary people can't get close, the legend of Hydra has been falsely spread?"

"It's hard to say, to analyze and analyze. ”

"Are we still in time? Thunder Slime is in hand, but if the Monkey Camp can't hold on, we'll have to flee back to Tenotiran and prepare for an all-out war with Kuruma. ”

"Don't worry, I just received the news that Yupanji and Ramos have safely retreated to the hillside, these two guys are quite capable of fighting, and they even overthrew the number two person in the mercenary gang. ”

Duck shook his head: "They fought for nearly three days, and the giant monkey was also killed and injured, it's already the limit, how long can it last?"

"As I said, there are still two cards left unplayed. Two reinforcements have arrived. ”

"Oh?"

As Duck and George are hurrying back to the Psychic Tower, the bloody battle at the Giant Monkey Camp is about to come to an end.

Yupanki and Ramos are already scarred and tired.

The sharpest, most ferocious, and most tactically nimble part of their defenses, they took the combination of warrior and alchemist to the extreme, with at least two hundred mercenaries dying under their assaults and traps. Naturally, it also took the most blows.

Yupanji's refined broadblade slashed through the mouth, and Ramos used up all the alchemical potions, the last of which cemented their waists and legs to the rocks—they didn't even have the strength to stand.

Behind them were the remnants of giant monkey warriors, only a dozen remaining, each covered in scars from slashing and axes, and some were still bleeding outward.

At the top of the hillside behind, there was a totem pole transformation circle whose brilliance had dimmed, and there were more than fifty giant monkeys in the circle, all of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, and some of them were young in their mother's arms, their big black eyes full of fear.

At the foot of the hill, five or six hundred mercenaries lined up and stood for battle, and behind them, thousands of samurai in red armor were slowly approaching the hillside.

These red-armored warriors were part of the Sipitotek Legion Expeditionary Force, one of the four major Atlas legions, and were the vanguard of Kurruma's southern expedition.

A mercenary slowly walked over with his hands raised, signaling that he was not hostile, and under the gaze of both sides, he quickly built a simple amplification circle on the hillside, and then retreated with his hands raised.

Yu Panji sneered: "Want to persuade him to surrender?"

Ramos didn't have the good physique of Yupanqui, so he didn't bother to speak, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he made a mocking expression.

Three people came out of the other side, a mercenary deputy commander, an Atlas commander and a translator, the translator Yupanki and Ramos both knew, it was the messenger who came a few days ago.

The Atlas Legion Commander was the first to speak: "Yupanki, and this unknown mage, stop making senseless resistance. You are human, not monkeys, why would you die for a group of monkeys?"

Yupanki sneered: "You are people, not maggots, why are you looking at traitors and scum who are as disgusting as flies?"

"Surrender or die!"

Ramos said in the team chat: "Yupanqui, delay, delay...... There is still hope...... Duck they ...... It's coming, it's coming. ”

Yu Panji held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said: "I am an Atlas soldier, His Majesty the Emperor has been controlled by Kuruma, I owe allegiance to His Royal Highness the Prince, as a matter of course!

The Legionnaire laughs. The deputy head of the mercenary on the side smiled: "It's the first time I've seen such a pedantic guy." Your prince has been turned into a monkey and is about to die. We are human beings, people who want to be glorious and rich. I say this, can you understand? Monkeys have to die. By the way, let me tell you one more thing, His Majesty Kuruma has promised that all the mercenaries who participated in the extermination of the giant monkey can be converted into the regular Atlas army, maintain their freedom, and receive an extra military salary - what can your monkey prince give us?"

Yupanki's eyes dimmed, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head angrily, glared directly at the legion commander, and said, "I can't die like a dog!

Glorious duel is the tradition of the Atlas Army, when one side on the battlefield loses and does not want to be a prisoner, you can choose the glorious duel, if the losing side can defeat three soldiers in a row on the winning side, you can choose to kill yourself in a dignified way.

"Of course," the Legion Commander readily agreed, "that warriors deserve a dignified death." Time is pressing, don't bother, just the three of us - but the translator has to be the last, after all, it's a clerical job. ”

Yu Panji smiled: "You're quite human." ”

Ramos said in the team chat: "Yupanqui, is it okay?"

"Die and jam their knives with bones!

The translator didn't do it: "Your Excellency the Commander of the Legion, Your Excellency the Deputy Commander, the two of you can't help but think too low of your subordinates, you have also been on the battlefield below, and you have killed more than a dozen enemies." ”

"Oh?" the two of them were suddenly interested, "I really can't see, where have you fought?"

"Below is the Dorander, who had the honor of following Lord Clemson to fight against the Arabis, and the next battle in the city of Jelusalem, the situation was critical, from the clerk to the cook, all the soldiers were in battle, and in the lower as the operator of the communication circle, he also ranked in the middle, killing twelve enemies, not many kills, which made the two of them laugh. ”

The two of them changed their faces in unison: "Who the hell are you?"

"His name is Cook, the former operator of the communication circle of the first regiment of the Royal Knights of Doland, and now, together with his partners of the former first regiment, have been entrusted by Master George to come here from Dolander to protect the prince who has turned into a monkey. Next time you hire a freelance mercenary, don't forget to have long eyes. Wake up, two!"