The Trancian hussars played a wave of "tricks", and the "portal frog jumping tactic" proposed by Happy Stick was a great success, and it turned out that after Lord Murphy chose Mannes the Endless as the guardian of the astral plane, even the hussars were wiped out.

No longer afraid of Star Trek, they can finally combine their unrivaled trample charge with the super mobility of portals to create a new twist on classic charge tactics and psionic skills.

It is foreseeable that from today onwards, the reputation of the hussars, the continent's first heavy horseman, will definitely be even more shining and deadly.

Under their rage, the response was a great success.

The two enchantment core crystals were sent into Fort Courage without danger, of course, the price paid for doing this was quite terrifying, and only a third of the players who followed Qin Ye to break the enemy in front of the position returned.

The Splitclaw Clan really made a bloody effort to capture Fort Courage, and the gnolls guarding here are all elites of Yishui, and even veteran players have a hard time dealing with it.

The numerical disadvantage of players is evident at this moment, and their quality is steadily improving, but with the number of players today, it is obviously not "stretched" when dealing with a war of this scale in the Black Plague.

The forums and the Transcavern are asking the development team to issue helmets quickly, and players who have already entered the game are complaining that the number is too small.

What are you doing now with only 3,000 people?

If you can make a tenfold increase of 30,000 people to form a group army, what a bullshit black plague and claw clan, let alone win, players can even make them kneel down and dance!

But that's the heart of the matter.

Murphy, as an administrator, doesn't recruit more new people because he doesn't want to?

You don't know that, do you?

Now the twenty places released on the forum every week are all Miriam trying her best to squeeze out the population growth in the rear, the black disaster came too fast, leaving too little time for Murphy to farm and develop, and the scale of being able to gather more than 300,000 people has been the result of his repeated operations.

At this time, on the ninth position, Murphy was organizing the evacuation, although the Calculation Orb could not be connected remotely due to the chaos of psionic energy, but he had been observing the situation on the Courage Fort through the information exchange on the forum.

After learning that the response operation was successful and that the three core crystals had been sent there, Murphy's hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

He immediately contacted Trith, who had returned to the Valley of the Shadows, and said to his "old cutie":

"There are already three Serenade cores over there at Fort Courage, and the medium that carries the psionic energy is enough, you go there first to prepare, and I'll go over in a while, and then start the astral tear."

"I can't go over, Murphy."

Tracey sighed and refused:

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that the Clawbreaker and the Bloodscar Priestess have been keeping an eye on me, and as soon as I show up at Fort Courage, they'll absolutely immediately launch a devastating attack there, which will seriously interfere with your counterattack.

I've been noticed that I have to stay here to catch their attention in order to create an opportunity for them to do the most damage. ”

"But if you don't go over, there will be a serious shortage of psionics."

Murphy frowned and said:

"Philimis and her Red Devil Pavilion need to maintain the transfer of personnel and materials, they are already overloaded with work, and they can't spare enough manpower at all, so a large-scale astral tear without you is in charge, I'm really afraid that it will get out of control.

We'd lose a fortune if we got Fort Courage involved. ”

"No, the astral guide staff in your hand is a handmade treasure of the creator, it can accurately locate the location of the astral rift and use it as the core to stabilize a huge amount of spiritual energy, that thing is originally an astral curiosity, with you in charge, no matter how large-scale astral tearing it is, it will not get out of control."

Tracey soothed softly:

"As for the psyker's question.

Well, ten minutes ago this question was almost unsolvable, and I couldn't conjure a working psionist for you, but I guess today is the day of disaster in the Black Flame Pass, but maybe it's my lucky day.

Just ten minutes ago, I was contacted by my goatman butler.

Old Finley had already brought back the spell group of the 'Dark Roots' from Abyss City, and although he was unable to bring out a powerful army of psionics, Elder Ben's reputation was still very bluffing in Abyss City.

Nearly 400 goat-man sorcerers followed it into the arms of Translasia.

Now on the outskirts of the battlefield, they were going to send them directly to the Crimson Keep with a mega-teleportation, but the gnolls disrupted nearby psionic energy, forcing them to stop near the Valley of Plague.

It's still a little far from Fort Courage, but with the goats' subtle psionic skills, it only takes an hour at most to get there.

With their assistance, the Great Astral Rift can definitely go smoothly. ”

"But?"

Murphy was overjoyed in his heart, and he couldn't wait to hold his "good luck girlfriend" and nibble hard, but then he reacted and asked softly:

"I know that this kind of good news must be followed by a 'but', and only those that are said after the 'but' are the real point. So, what do our goat-man friends want? ”

"The power to form independent factions, and a realm to be governed by them."

Tris replied a little helplessly:

"The goats clearly want to maintain some independence under the Translancian system, and given their dark nature, it's not too much to ask.

And Finley Sr. and Julia were clearly measured, they didn't want the Crimson Keep or any other core dominion.

Julia had visited Wolfsburg before, and she thought it was a nice place, secluded and mysterious enough, and most importantly, close enough to the Bafant's Canyon to keep an eye on the Bafant's cult.

They seem to have made a deal with the Shadow Elves under the command of Veranther, hoping to gain the power to build a city independently of the other two psionic nodes in the Filthy Swamp.

Of course, you don't expect the goatmen to pay for their new city.

These guys are shrewd. ”

"Give them!"

Murphy replied decisively:

"I can grant Julia the title of 'Swamp Lord' right now, which was originally reserved for Hogg, but the fate of the Virtuous Wolf is on the fast track.

It doesn't work.

The Bloodclaw Chieftain Nash is not far behind, and it looks like he'll have to share the dominion of the Filthy Swamp with the goatmen in the future. I can give the goats whatever they want in Transcia, and now, let those dogs with dark natures go to Fort Courage as fast as they can!

Before I get there, make sure you have all the preparations to unleash the Great Tear! ”

——

"That's it!"

A few minutes later, in an area of the Dark Mountains near the Valley of Plague, Tracey's goatman butler, the elder of the Dark Roots Order, and the shrewd goatman Finley put away the rune stones for communication, and turned back to the two goatman spellcasters beside him, who were dressed in gold and silver, and who were extraordinary at first glance, and said:

"The Doge of Transencia has graciously agreed to our request, and our representative, Julia the Younger, will be knighted as Lord of the Swamp after the war at the Black Flame Pass, and a third of the Filthy Swamp near Cato will henceforth be under our rule.

My master Tracey has also promised that the skilled Brotherhood of Stonemasons will build us a city at the Psionic Node of the Swamp.

Of course, my friends, and I think you can all guess, we got all this if we had to act for the great cause of Transancia.

Fort Courage.

That would be the destination of our trip. ”

"It sounds like Julia's 'new home' for us is indeed generous, at least in terms of making promises, much more generous than our former city lords, but I don't know if they will be just as good at fulfilling their agreements."

A female goat-man spell master wearing a bone-claw cane nodded in satisfaction, but then she blinked her strange cross eyes and asked:

"But where is 'Fort Courage'? How come I have never found this location on the map of the Dark Mountains? ”

"More importantly, what are we going to do there?"

The second goat-man sorcerer, dressed in a black robe, with a gloomy face and many scars on his body, said in a hoarse tone:

"We need to assess the risks in advance, don't we? Finley, recklessness is not a goat-man tradition. ”

"It's the war mecca of the Translansians, where they have brought terrible defeat to the brutal gnolls, and as for our mission there, huhuhuhu, everyone, let your imagination run wild."

Finley the old goatman, with his cane, looked at his distinguished companions with a marvelous gaze, and whispered:

"The Governor of Translancia is a lord who does great things, and the magic of the foreign warriors under his command cannot be said for three days and three nights, and although I have not talked much with Governor Murphy, I know that it is a great monarch.

The work he wants us to do is certainly not ordinary defense or offense.

A Astral Rip!

My companions, the power that was once considered a terrible disaster by psykers has become a weapon that can be used in the arsenal of the Transansians.

The fall of the Black Flame Pass was a disaster.

I know that some of you have doubts about the new home that Julia and I claim to you because of this failure.

But don't worry, we'll be part of Master Murphy's fight back against the Gnolls, and we'll see with our own eyes the most direct and violent response of the Translancians to the threat of the Black Plague!

Yes, fellow citizens!

We're going to cause one of the most terrifying astral rifts in the last decade, we're going to direct the destructive forces to break through the boundaries of the plane, we're going to see the forces we've shaped easily destroy the gnolls, turning the victory they paid so much for into a lose-lose joke in an instant.

This was the first assignment we took on in Transnesia!

Phew, all the stories in that magical land don't have a mediocre beginning, and I think you can guess from this mission alone how exciting and enjoyable our new life in Transcia will be."

"That's right!"

The female sorcerer who had spoken earlier had an interested and expectant smile on her face, and she said:

"The Lord who can use the Astral Rip as a weapon is absolutely more inclusive of dangerous psionic abilities than we can imagine, which means that no matter what direction we want to study, we can count on their support and understanding.

After all, no matter how dangerous a psionic experiment is, it can't be more dangerous than a Astral Tear, ah, to hell with the pathetic dogma of Vidia Abyss City!

The future of the goatmen is just around the corner! ”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go! ”

Hearing that they could personally trigger a dangerous astral rift, these naturally dark goat-man spellcasters and sorcerers suddenly became excited, which was a "courtesy" that could not be imagined elsewhere.

They were all excellent psionic researchers in Abyss City, and many of them had long wanted to try the forbidden technique of astral tearing.

Maybe I'll be able to produce a few psionic papers.

Under the gaze of Old Finley with a strange smile, his fellow spell masters who feared that the world would not be chaotic were immediately full of action, and the spellcasters who specialized in space quickly locked on the map the location of Fort of Courage, and then after a series of precise astral mapping formulas, a portal surrounded by a dark streamer was opened ten minutes later.

This thing isn't quite the same as the Crimson Portal used by the vampires, and in general, it should be a little more "advanced".

After all, the goatmen are one of the races on the continent that are best at using psionic energy, and it is also said that they have all kinds of secret techniques in their hands.

"So, say hello to your new life."

Tracey's goatman butler was the first to step through the portal.

When it appeared on the eastern watchtower of Fort Courage, it was immediately restrained by a group of heavily armed Winter Wolf Monks, but the seal of the Archduke of the Blood Vulture held by Old Finley prevented it from being beaten to ice by the Winter Wolf Monks.

"Under the command of the Blood Vulture Clan, the Dark Root Tendril Spell has come to aid in the war at Fort of Courage! Ladies and gentlemen, Grand Duke Tris has given us a difficult task, but we are confident that we will be able to complete it well and quickly! ”

One by one, the goatmen spellorers representing evil and depravity on the continent walked out of the gray portal, and the number of them made the Winter Wolf Monks feel surprised and vigilant.

And yet these guys claim they serve the Blood Vulture Clan and Transasia?

What a hell!

How many strange races does the Murphy Governor plan to recruit into his territory? He even wants shadow elves and goatmen. I'm really hungry.

Old Finley ignored the disgust in the eyes of these winter wolf monks.

In fact, it has long been accustomed to such a cold reception, after all, the "good reputation" of the goat people in the past has made them not treated by the civilization camp, you must know that most of the current inheritance of tricksters and sorcerers on the continent is from the goat people.

Their composition is slightly better than the gnolls of the stinky street.

"Where are the enchantment core crystals we're dealing with?"

The female goatman spellcaster impatiently waved her paws and said:

"I've heard that you've been beaten badly by the gnolls, so why don't you waste your time here with your eyes wide open?"

"Let them come!"

Guru Yuri's voice rang out outside the watchtower, and the High Monk of the Wolf God's Eye stared at the goatmen with his calm and indifferent eyes, and he said:

"Come with me, Spellorers, and get to work, but keep an eye out! Fort of Courage is the sanctuary of the god of the north wind, so it's best not to play with your little moves here. ”

"Ha, Sue's followers are warning us not to play tricks, it's really funny."

The scarred goatman sorcerer said sarcastically:

"You haven't noticed that it's not us who have been making small moves, have you? I guess the Great Church of the North Wind hasn't noticed the changes in the astral wolves, haven't you noticed that the stars in the constellation Silver Wolf are making strange distortions?

Alas, Sue's followers are also inferior to the next.

I didn't even notice the mutiny that was about to start in the astral plane."

"Shut up! Goatman, you're hinting at something terrible. ”

Guru Yuri reprimanded:

"You sow discord between the Wolf of the North Wind and His heirs in front of Sue's servants!"

"Do you still use me to provoke? The conflict between the silver wolf Kherson and his eccentric father is not a day or two, and lo and behold, as you can see, I am an astrologist and a sorcerer, and I am interested in all things dark and dangerous. ”

The goat-man whispered:

"What's more, am I provocative, don't you find a way to contact the silver wolf yourself? But as far as I know, there is a certain part of the wolf pack in the astral plane that no longer obeys Sue's orders.

Presumably because of the aftermath of the war in subspace, they suffered heavy losses.

Well, this news is a free gift from me, Sue's followers, my planetarium will soon be standing in Transasia, and if you want to know more about the hidden secrets between the demigods of the astral plane, remember to bring enough to satisfy me.

I'd love to tell you everything I've observed.

The great Su was too busy with the war in subspace to care about the changes in the wolf pack in the astral plane, but you god believers didn't care, aren't you a little too tired?

Hah, now let's entertain ourselves with an exciting astral tear. ”

(End of chapter)