Despite Freya's timely response, the extremely fast boomerang struck one of the quadcopter's axes. This alone had a great impact on www.biquge.info the aircraft, and the motor on that axis failed for a time, causing the propeller to lose its rotational speed. Freya tried everything possible to stabilize the entire fuselage, but fortunately she did not suffer fatal damage. After a brief stall, the motor on that axis began to work again.

"What's that?" Freya asked hurriedly.

"A creature we couldn't be more familiar with. Marcos replied calmly.

"It's a goblin. Maffeo added that he might think Freya didn't understand what Marcos was referring to.

Freya was obviously a little incredulous, but that didn't stop her from continuing to control the aircraft remotely. "How could there be such a green-skinned monster in Sky City?"

"In fact, they have a wide range of lands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the most common creatures. Marcos explained.

"The second attack is coming, Freya!" Karl reminded loudly.

So Freya, who had been prepared for a long time, manipulated the flying machine to roll and make a motion, which allowed it to smoothly avoid the second boomerang that came from the roar. But now, a question had to arise in Freya's heart. In such a dark situation, how can a goblin, who is not very good at eyesight, be able to accurately attack the position of the flying machine?

"Come back, Freya. If this continues, sooner or later, the aircraft will be hit by it. ”

Although the information detected was not as much as expected, Freya could only helplessly control the quadcopter to fly out of the tower. With the motor on one axis damaged, it is obviously not a wise idea to continue to leave it running when it is uncertain when it will stop working. What's more, according to the calculation of time, the battery of the aircraft has been used up to half.

"Surprise attack in the dark......" Marcos whispered with a grim expression.

Blackburn clearly had what he wanted to say, but given his unfamiliar relationship with the crowd, he was a bit submissive. "Uh, Mr. Cheney. He called out to Marcos cautiously.

"What's wrong, Blackburn?" said Marcos, replacing his grim look with a smile as he faced Blackburn.

"I think the reason those goblins were able to see the flying machines was because of the night vision goggles. Blackburn spoke his mind.

"Night vision goggles, what the hell is that?" Marcos wondered.

"It's much the same structure as glasses, and it's a viewing aid that allows you to see your surroundings in extreme darkness. Blackburn tried to explain it a little clearly.

"But that's a goblin? Normally, according to their intelligence, they wouldn't think of making what you call night vision...... Mirror or something. Marcos said it was hard to believe.

After hearing Marcos say this, Blackburn's heart was also at the bottom. He didn't know much about all kinds of monsters, he just made speculations based on his own interests. But now, in front of these fellows who have been living with adventures all year round, his thoughts may really be so hard for them to believe.

Freya put away the quadcopter in a bit of anger, feeling uncomfortable being prey to a creature like a goblin, which seemed to take a toll on her pride. After her anger, she also realized that the most important thing now was to rely on this fragmentary information to analyze what dangers lurked inside the palace that everyone was about to enter.

"Anyway, I'm grateful for you speaking your mind, we're in this together. Marcos lightly hammered Blackburn's chest, a sign that he was friendly to the stranger.

With some disappointment, the crowd returned to the ground in the Magadha, which Kamili was driving. After dropping anchor, they poured into the café in the harbor like a mob. As Marcos's recommendation, the prices of the coffees here are at least prohibitive for Maffeo and Blackburn. They know very well the weight of the stuff in their pockets, so they don't think they can afford to enjoy the expensive coffee.

Almost under the surprised gazes of both of them at the same time, Marcos paid for the coffee of all the guys present. He was rarely so generous that Maffeo thought he was cursed today, and he thought he should call a priest over to cleanse him of any evil spirits that might exist in him.

"Darkness, the presence of magic figures, the ability to adapt to the darkness of goblins, these are the messages we've gotten so far. Though he hated to admit it, Carl had to say that this information wasn't enough for them to come up with a plan to deal with it. No one can be assured of victory against an army, unless he's a monster who doesn't care about wounds.

At this point, all that needs to be discussed has nothing to do with Blackburn. But no one rejected him, so he enjoyed coffee and checked on the quadcopter as everyone else.

"We're running out of time, it's terrible. Marcos sighed.

"Yes, but at least we can be sure there's something in there that can be illuminated. I think that lever switch might be the key to the fight, so someone has to watch it. Carl said what he thought.

"But the switches on the other side must be guarded, so we're going to have to clean them out in the dark, and I think I can do that. Camille said first. "After clearing out the monsters guarding the chandelier switch, I will support the mercenaries fighting ahead. ”

"Okay, then Maffeo, Fett. The three of us are at the forefront. Fight them face-to-face with those mercenaries, and maybe you may have the opportunity to pay attention to the workmanship of their armor. Or shake hands with them and sit down for a cup of coffee, where do you think the puppet's mouth is?" after jokingly saying the above, Marcos emphasized to Maffeo again. "You're all right, aren't you?"

Maffeo nodded, "You've been drinking until you've gone crazy, no problem, I'll accompany you." ”

"Well, about the magic dolls. According to the hellish books I've seen, they will still try to do anything when they only have bodies. Even though it's just a nonsense on the page, I think you should pay attention to it. Be careful not to get swept into your legs, I don't want you to be like the poor guys who have your whole leg blown off by a cannonball. Carl added that while he doesn't believe it himself, with the limited information available at the moment, any information that could be helpful could play a crucial role in the real world.

"Wow, that's still terrifying. Marcos looked scared.

So far, Freya hasn't said a word. Maffeo thought she was still haunted by what had happened, but he was wrong, Freya was clearly not angry now, she was just thinking about something.

Karl noticed Freya's demeanor, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

Freya broke away from the sea of thoughts and said to Karl, "You said you spent some time in Idan, right?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Ex-s Viper Cannon, you should have seen a sketch of this thing, right?"

Karl nodded, "It's the most trusted support weapon of the Itans, although for most gunsmiths, it's also a support weapon, and it's worth far less than a Grimm Battery. ”

"I remember part of it, I wonder if you can help me get it out completely?" Freya's question got to the point.

"Of course, that's the most I've seen in the Itan industrial area except for the G series, but I don't think the two of us will be able to make it. Compared to the two men, who only knew a thing or two about mechanics, Karl thought it would be much more difficult to create a complex support weapon like the Ex-s Viper Cannon.

Freya didn't look as disappointed as she expected, she just looked at Blake himself, who was still fiddling with the quadcopter. Carl followed her gaze, and after two seconds, he understood what Freya was trying to say.

"Blackburn. Karl just called him tentatively.

"Yes, Mr. Morin. He hurriedly looked up at Carl.

"We need you, so I don't know if you're interested. Karbi gestured. "Join us?"

Blackburn was visibly unresponsive, and it wasn't until Maffeo tapped him the shoulder that he came to his senses. He said a little incoherently, "I...... Can I be friends with you?"

"True friends. Maffeo said sincerely.

So he smiled and nodded vigorously. "Thank you, I do. ”

"Welcome to the Eagle Guild. ”