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Hearing Pamir's voice, the goblin commander was stunned for a moment, and then he turned around, at this time, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Colonel Pamir, why are you here...... Are you still alive? Oh my God...... That's great...... I thought you were eaten as a snack by a strange beast......"

The two ran over quickly, hugged each other fiercely, laughed and screamed, and looked excited.

"Come out and see, our dear Colonel Pamir is back...... He's alive...... Still alive...... Hahaha......"

One by one, the goblins poked their heads out of the iron lumps with iron pipes and the iron lumps that could fly into the sky, and when they saw the Pamirs, they looked surprised and delighted.

The goblins wore semicircular helmets on their heads, wore wide green combat suits, and walked down from the helicopter gunship with a pair of goggles on their helmets and blue combat uniforms.

"It's the head of ......"

"Captain ......"

When the goblins saw Pamir, they saluted, and it seemed that Pamir was their boss.

Pamir slapped Pivian's shoulder hard, "Hehe, you kid, you command not badly, I'm still worried that after I disappear, you, the deputy commander, will take my seventy-fifth regiment to the pit...... Yes, the tactics of annihilating the psychedelic cannibal flower this time are well organized......"

"Hehe......" Pivian scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled, "It's all in line with your usual teachings, Colonel...... The brothers of the 75th Army are united, and they have come all the way here......"

"By the way, Colonel, why are you here?" asked Pivian, staring warily at Ron and the others as they arrived.

"They saved my ......"

Pamir said, telling Ron how he had saved him.

As he spoke, Ron took a closer look at these goblins, each of them was wearing a straight military uniform, although they were short, they looked very heroic, and their eyes showed the strictness and coldness of a soldier, unlike the goblins that Ron met in Selangora 6, these goblins seemed more noble and civilized.

The strength of each of them is not high, except for their colonel Pamir, who has the strength of the Holy Land, Lieutenant Colonel Pivian, who is the deputy commander, only has the strength of a master-level powerhouse, and the strength of ordinary officers is even lower, generally they are all sergeant-level, and there are not even many division-level powerhouses.

To say that with such strength in the Exiled Land Lord Plane, it is simply a Cun Zài who was killed by a foreign beast, but these goblins have something different.

The Goblin Tank, a ground-to-ground combat tool, eight pairs of load-bearing wheels, wrapped in iron armor, and a 1o5 mm rifled gun on the turret, with powerful firepower, driven by two goblins, powered by crystal energy.

Goblin helicopter, air combat tool, can attack air and ground, equipped with Gatling 15mm heavy machine gun, anti-air and ground missiles, flexible control, fast degree.

There are also goblin artillery, goblin heavy machine gunners, goblin snipers, etc., which seem to have become a mature and powerful military system, and their specialization in machinery is far superior to that of other races, which is one of the reasons why the goblin clan can gain a firm foothold in the main plane where the great powers are numerous.

The strength of the goblin clan is low, and the strength of the Sanctuary like Colonel Pamir is already the best in the empire, wielding the elite power of the 75th Legion, and is sent by the king to carry out a mission in the Exiled Lands.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Pivian gave a military salute with a "snap", "Report to the regiment commander, the seventy-fifth legion of the Goblin Empire has been assembled, please instruct ......"

"Hmm!"

Pamir nodded, and in front of Lieutenant Colonel Pivian, he returned to the proper temperament of a superior, and he turned around, looked at Ron, and smiled.

"Lord Ron, thanks to your care along the way, I have finally returned to my legion......"

Pamir saluted, "As the commander of the 75th Legion of the Goblin Empire, I now formally invite you to travel with you......"

Ron thought for a moment, and quickly agreed to Pamir's request, since they had the same goal, which was Batllos prison, so what could they not do with their peers?

Ron was about to speak, when suddenly, a strange thought instantly appeared in his mind, with a powerful, cold aura, mixed with a hint of unfriendly, even hostile murder.

This breath is extremely dangerous!

Ron's hairs stood on end with a "swish", and at the same time, he reacted quickly.

"Who's there! Get out of here!"

Hearing Ron say this, everyone in Noah's team tensed up all of a sudden, and even Colonel Pamir took a step back, pressed his hands with one hand, and looked at the four directions with a nervous expression.

He knew that some powerful people with terrifying strength could come around them without even noticing.

"Hehe, very good vigilance, I only breathe a little heavier, and I didn't expect to be seen by you!"

At this moment, a voice came out slowly and faintly, with a characteristic magnetism, and then, a black mist appeared directly in front of Ron, and an unusually pale, young, and strange face slowly revealed.

"Necromancer?"

Ron's face changed, he didn't expect that what suddenly appeared was actually a necromantic god and demon master like him, he was wearing a black robe of the undead, with a black hood covering his head, revealing a young, demonic pale face.

Like Nicole, this guy is a family of undead from the main plane, and the sudden sight of the undead warms Ron's heart, and there is an indescribable sense of intimacy.

The undead god magister who suddenly appeared glanced at Ron, his eyes narrowing slightly, but he didn't say anything special.

At this time, he looked at Pivian and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Pivian, I think I've told you that we have no choice but to be in the Batllus Plane Prison, and it won't be a good thing for you or me to continue to delay time here......

"Yes, Mr. Klein, I understand that, but ......" Pivian's expression was a little embarrassed, he glanced at Pamir, and said in a slurred voice, "Now our corps commander, Colonel Pamir, has returned......

"Commander, Colonel Pamir?" the man named Klein frowned, bowing his head slightly, his high collar covering half of his face.

"In other words, you've lost command of this army, have you?"

The young man named Crane gave Pamir a deep look, he knew that this goblin had a higher position than Pivian, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his expression.

"Then, Lieutenant Colonel Pivian, there is no point in my cooperation with you, Klein will take his leave!"

"Wait a minute, this ...... Master Crane ......"

As Crane was about to walk away, Pamir stopped him.

At this time, Pamir already knew from Pivian's mouth that the necromancer named Klein was a lonely adventurer who had returned to the main plane in order to pass through the Guò Barlow plane.

Pivian also learned of the conspiracy of the Red Silk Legion in his mouth.

Crane stopped.

Pamir also had his own considerations, and then he showed a friendly smile, "Lord Crane, as you said, we have a common goal between us, and with a strong person like you joining, I believe we have a little more strength to deal with the ancient guardians of Batllos Prison......"

Listening to Pamir's words, Klein hesitated, "Yes, since the treasure of the Red Silk Legion has been proven to be an outright lie, we can only choose to go back, but according to the current situation, we should unite and work hard to open the spatial passage of the Batllus plane......"

"That's right, otherwise who would want to stay in this hellish place where birds don't......"

Pamir smiled and said, "That's right! I invite Your Excellency to join you as the commander of the Seventy-fifth Legion of the Goblin Empire! During the cooperation, all the soldiers of our Seventy-fifth Legion took over a ...... of affairs" Pamir smiled and turned to Ron, "This is Lord Ron, just like you, you are also a necromancer, you cultivate the power of the same line, I believe there will be some common language ......"

"Hello, Lord Crane!"

Ron bowed slightly, took the initiative to salute, his expression was humble, he could feel that the other party had a strong power no less than his own.

Klein glanced at Ron, "oh", nodded lightly, said hello, and said proudly, "Your Excellency Ron, you...... What race are you from?"

"I'm a human!" Ron said.

"Human?" Klein frowned slightly, then smiled, "It's already very good that you have cultivated undead magic to this point as a human, but unfortunately, you can never wield undead magic to the most powerful Cheng dù......"

"Why?" Ron asked curiously, hearing such a statement for the first time.

"Because you're a human being!"

After Klein said this, he had lost interest in talking to Ron, his black robe was spread, and his body had disappeared in place, at this time, his faint voice came from the air.

"Mr. Pamir, as far as I know, countless adventurers are already on their way to the prison of the Batllus plane, if you can't hurry, then face those powerful ancient guardians alone......"

"Yes, Lord Crane, we'll be out at once!" Pamir saluted, his voice reverent.

At this time, Frigga approached Ron's side and frowned, "Ron, how do I feel that this guy seems to be a stinky fart, are all necromancers from the main plane so arrogant?"

"This ......," Ron shrugged helplessly, "maybe he's strong, right?"

Lafield also leaned over and whispered, "Ron, I don't seem to be able to see through his strength, you say, if you are against him, who will be stronger?"

Ron pondered for a moment and then shook his head, "I don't know, and I haven't fought against a necromancer of the same level!"

"In other words, you are not sure how to deal with him......" Lafield looked at Klein's back in the distance and said to himself, "This guy is a problem after all, I don't know if it's my delusion, I always feel that he seems to be ...... to us Some hostility......"

Ron sighed, and did not continue on the topic of Lafield, in fact, he also sensed that this Crane had a very familiar aura, as if he had met it somewhere, but he couldn't remember......