"No! How can we allow traitors to go unpunished? Even if we know that the one guarding the front is an extremely bastard human legendary archmage, for the favor of the spider goddess, we must not back down. So, we need a master to test the attitude of the archmage. ”

The speaker was Regidna of Crassus, the first matriarch of a city populated by more than 10,000 people, whose attitude represented the mainstream and the belief of the entire conservative Drow community.

It's just that as soon as she spoke, almost all the main mothers present took three steps back.

Why take three steps back?

This is because it is only three steps away from the outer wall of the temple.

Coincidentally, a housewife who took two steps back became the volunteer who 'came out of the crowd'.

Regidena looked at the ruthless black mold turtle in front of her with a smile on her face: "Thank you for your loyalty to the Spider Goddess, Mistress Fesini!" ”

The face of the named mother was even darker.

It was as if it was not a false fire that roasted her on the fire, but an open flame, and in a few seconds she became an acquaintance.

On the other hand, after Akdina gathered a group of defectors, she was worried about whether Wren would fulfill his promise. If the Physicists don't move, with their pitiful combat power, they will never be able to resist the counterattack of the Drow Clan.

What made them stunned was that at the farthest end of their field of vision, newer and stronger protective magic arrays were being born out of thin air, embedded in every corner of the cave.

This is naturally a credit to Harry.

The biggest change in Harry's promotion to Master Master is that he can completely immerse his mind in the physical web.

"Praise Master! Praise to the pioneers of science! I never thought that [Physical Network] would be so powerful! ”

If the soul was immersed in the physical web at the high level, the only result would be for Harry to burn his own brain.

After becoming a Master, Harry will be able to have the same three-dimensional vision as Wren in the Land of Legendary Physics.

This allows him to set up the protective system without having to be physically present.

This feeling is best described as being like he is playing a game of tower defense.

"There seem to be fewer traps here, I'll make up for it."

Well, everyone is playing tower defense, and Harry is stunned as if he is playing [Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Version].

An ordinary master mage can maintain more than a hundred standby magic traps is already remarkable. After all, no matter how low the trap consumption is, it will also involve the spiritual power of the mage.

With the strengthened physical network, there is no such trouble at all.

That's just the basics for now.

The biggest improvement is that Harry can tinker with the new Tesla Tower.

As the head of defense for the Marat Tunnel, Harry called on the blacksmiths of the Duchy of Marino to build more smaller Tesla towers.

The mesh spherical structure at the top of these towers is made of wrought iron, each about two meters in diameter.

The blacksmiths made the bent iron bars to the dimensions Harry had specified, and transported them to the vicinity of the tunnel to assemble them. In order to prevent the towers from interfering with the operation of the tunnel, Harry even asked Master Wren to open a hole in the edge of the tunnel, so that the defenses would have a special entrance.

After entering the cave group, they are dispersed into each cave in parallel.

Each tower is separated by a hundred meters, but it is just a few motionless things that look like metal onion balls, forming a terrifying chain defense system that is unheard of.

And just like that, another week passed.

The black mold turtle housemother finally reluctantly set out on the expedition.

She really wanted to cut off this attack undignifiedly, but unfortunately, she didn't want to be decent, and the other housewives insisted on helping her to be decent.

To tell the truth, the dark elves have a lot of experience in blackmailing their fellow citizens.

When a family is held against the head by a dozen families with swords and spider mounts, it has no choice at all.

In this way, under the farewell of a group of conservative black-skinned elves, the Physini mistress set off with more than 400 direct Drows and more than 8,000 slaves.

More than three-quarters of the slave soldiers were troglodytes, with more than a thousand underground gnomes and more than 300 dwarves with only weapons and no armor.

An army of nearly 10,000 people, even if the quality is a little spicy, Rao is put on the plain, it is a bit interesting.

Seriously, the drow of Akdina's faction is quite uneasy.

Their faction is now only 500 drows scattered together, and if it is still the same old routine, they can completely pull out a 'large army' that is not inferior to the other underground races by attacking other underground races.

The problem is that adhering to the classic case of [whitewashing weak three points], after whitewashing, the new faith in their hearts does not allow them to play slavery, and the result is good, if they really want to fight, that is, they are 500 Zhuoer to die.

It's not impossible, in this way, the seeds of innovation they have managed to collect in the Drow group will be lost in this senseless war of attrition. One is that Akdina is unwilling, and the other is not worth it.

As a last resort, Akdina and a few of her men ran to the pre-agreed contact location and began to shout in the cave with a T-shaped marker: "Great Tesla! Your [comprehensive strategic partner] - MannZall asks for your help. ”

After shouting, Akdina only felt a strange shame in her heart.

In her opinion, she and the other party are not allies at all, and if the asymmetrical strength of the two sides is the premise, let her call her father, no, call grandpa. But the other party kept the wonderful stinky rules, and insisted on lifting them to a lofty position that did not belong to them.

Thankfully, her fear of abandonment didn't happen.

In a few seconds, a pair of mage eyes opened on the boulder.

It was a strange pair of squinting eyes. The whites of the eyes made of colorful glass light, a pair of clear brown tubes, and the purple blue of the Olympiad are the eye sockets.

Akdina could easily recognize that it was the eye of Harry, the archmage's apprentice.

Harry, who is in Marino City, contacted his allies in the Marat Tunnel through the [Physical Network]: "I am Harry Winston, Master, he has completely handed over the defense of the Mara Tunnel to me. ”

A master-level powerhouse was in charge of contacting, and it was obvious that the archmage was very face-saving.

Akdina immediately told Harry what her wanderer scouts had detected.

Harry's eyes narrowed almost into a line, his usual timid look replaced by a strange confidence and excitement as he was promoted.

Thinking back to the magic traps and towers he'd been piling up over the years, Harry said confidently:

"Let them come."

Akdina's heart pounded.

Won't it ......

Squinting eyes are monsters, right?

(End of chapter)