"Here, that's the Vizeme Manor, wait a minute, I hope Miss Luna can restrain herself as much as possible, although there are undead creatures in the Vizeme Manor now, but it is not evil." Gavin reassured again.

"This matter, Uncle Darnell, I have been told three times last night, since you have gained Uncle Darnell's trust, I will naturally not meddle in my affairs, after all, I am not a real paladin." Luna replied calmly.

"That's good, that's good, isn't it misunderstood!" Gavin scratched his head a little in embarrassment.

Gavin and the others had just landed, and the dog demon was the first to greet him, and said with a flattering face: "Lord Lord, you are back." ”

I have the intention to drive this guy away, but I am worried that it will be too deliberate, and I really can't open any pot.

Don't you see a new kind guy here? What are you doing up there with a devil?

Sneaking a glance at Luna, the half-moon pony retracted its huge wings and returned to the state of the war horse, except for two more glances at the dog demon, his expression was very peaceful.

Obviously, he knew about the existence of the dog demon, and Darnell had already given her enough vaccinations.

Gavin's heart suddenly returned to his stomach, and he took the opportunity to ask, "Has Lord Virginia been here today?" ”

"I've already been here, and I just left half an hour ago." Inudemon added, "She's sent Lord Vic over. ”

"Vic? What did she send Vic over? I don't have a place to use him here. Gavin asked, confused.

I've almost forgotten that there is such a goblin sorcerer servant.

"Maybe Mistress Vic is too noisy over there." The wolf of the dog demon had a strange expression on his face, "The specific situation, Lord Lord, you can go over and see for yourself." ”

"Too noisy? Vic? Gavin was confused.

This adjective, no matter what, can't be associated with a goblin warlock, that guy is a little transparent, never much to say, let alone thrown in the crowd, followed by the ass, it's easy to ignore his existence.

It didn't take him far for Gavin to understand why the Inudemon was using this adjective.

There was a sudden sound in the distance, the sound was very similar to that of an old tractor, and puffs of black smoke came out with a sudden sound, which was even more like that situation.

This sound came from a strange machine.

From a distance, this strange machine is a composition of a garbage heap, with rough-finished logs and metal fittings, all of which are rusty.

From above, Gavin could clearly distinguish the bent shield, the reshaped sword, the rough workmanship, the kind that had not yet been fully hammered together.

The machine was thick and short, and from a distance it looked like a large wine barrel standing up, one meter five in diameter and one meter five in height.

The barrel was filled with patchwork of robotic arms, in addition to the supports, there were also exposed tubes, made of unknown materials, translucent, and black liquid pulsating in them.

The four robotic arms are equipped with solid hammers, mechanical pliers, rotary gears and impact drills.

In the middle of the barrel, there was a man sitting, revealing only half of his upper body.

Pointed ears, large nose, straight back, orange eyes, sparse hair and a pair of short devilish horns.

This goblin who looks like a little devil is more than a goblin, and if it's not Vic who has signed a contract with the dog demon, who else can there be?

As Vic fiddled, puffs of black smoke came out of the chimney behind the butt of the barrel machine, and the barrel machine suddenly moved.

It's just that it obviously doesn't consider any shock absorption system, every step is uneven, from top to bottom, it is constantly trembling, metal, logs and other parts, banging sound.

gives people the illusion that they are about to fall apart, but they are so tenacious, and they don't let such an opportunity appear.

The four robotic arms moved at the same time.

The speed is not very fast, but the power is not small.

The sledgehammer slammed down, smashing a shallow pit directly in place.

The rough impact drill bit, when it rotates rapidly, directly impacts a solid stone more than one person high into pieces.

Mechanical pliers lifted heavy objects off the ground with ease.

The rotating gear squeaked the log on the ground and cut it in half in a matter of seconds, the cut was smooth and neat, the opposite of the unreliability of this barrel machine.

Sudden ......

This frenzied run lasted only three minutes.

The black smoke coming out of the tail of the barrel machine began to weaken, the barrel rotated more and more slowly, and the mechanical arm on it also stopped moving.

Vic jumped off the barrel machine, holding a pliers wrench, as if to check.

It's just that the smell of oil is not coming from the body, but the strong smell of wine, including the black smoke coming out of the tail of the barrel.

Seeing that Vic was distracted, he focused all his energy on the barrel device, and didn't notice the arrival of his group at all, so he coughed heavily.

Vic, who was circling around the barrel device with a voice, finally looked up and saw Gavin and his party not far away, with surprise in their orange eyes, three steps and two steps, ran to Gavin and said, "Master, master, do you have wine on you?" Is that the ghost wine? ”

Gavin's mind was full of doubts, a little unable to keep up with the goblin's out-of-the-box thinking, and couldn't help but ask, "Ghost wine?" What do you want Ghost Wine for? ”

As he asked, he pulled out a bottle of ghost wine from his backpack.

He wanted to see what new tricks Vic could come up with.

The goblin warlock didn't have time to explain, and after taking the ghost wine, he ran back to the barrel device, opened a lid from his back, and poured the ghost wine into it with a single change of hand.

Then he patted the barrel device.

Sudden ......

Several puffs of black smoke came out of the chimney, but the sound was very unstable, light and severe.

I don't know if it's Gavin's delusion, why does he think this sudden sound is like a rhythmic burp?

The goblin warlock was dissatisfied with the barrel device, and it was a clatter.

The sudden sound suddenly became rhythmic, and the four mechanical arms that were dejected were all lifted up again and rotated in a circle.

If it weren't for the goblin warlock's extraordinary agility and jumping away at the first time, it is estimated that this time he would be able to directly sweep him away.

Gavin, who saw this scene, his eyes straightened.

It's not fantasy, it's magic.

Gavin had been wondering what this thing was using as a power source.

Although it felt the breath of magic, it was not particularly heavy.

At least there is a big difference with the golems that are completely magically driven.

Vic now gives the answer with practical actions.

Ghost wines.

This thing is powered by ghost wine.

It's no wonder that both the barrel device and Vic exude a strong smell of wine.

Previously, he thought it was Vic who was drunk and driving, but now it seems that this kind of drunk driving is more thorough.

The keg units are all alcohol-driven.

No, no, certainly not.

The energy conversion is wrong.

Even Faeron did not jump out of the category of the law of conservation of energy.

Magic runs its own set of laws of conservation of energy, spell levels, which are based on this principle.

In fact, in the era of the reign of the first generation of goddesses of magic, the level of spells was not measured by rings, and even the division was very vague, and mages often relied on their own feelings and groping to cast spells, and the high failure rate was terrifying.

Until a mortal tried to absorb the original energy of the magic net, and then ascended to the gods, causing the entire magic net to go out of control, leading to the fall of the first generation of magic goddesses.

The second generation of the Goddess of Magic reshaped the magic web, strengthened supervision, and set a cap on the level of spells, while also lowering the threshold for casting spells and making spell operation more stable.

Let the various class templates and spells be closely tied to the magic web.

This spell bit, in fact, is the consciousness that it quantifies and reshapes itself.

A key used to activate spells.

The matching key is simple to open the matching lock, and at the same time, the success rate is also greatly improved.

The topic is far away.

The energy provided by the normal material composition of ghost wine certainly cannot drive this large machine for a long time.

What can do this is the negative energy contained in it.

Seeing that the barrel mechanism was restarted, Vic did not restart the posture of sitting in, but walked back with a satisfied smile.

Gavin couldn't help but ask, "You invented this?" ”

Vic had a smug look on his face that couldn't be concealed, his waist was straighter, his head was higher, and he nodded again and again.

"When did you learn mechanical blacksmithing?" Gavin was even more puzzled, he clearly remembered that Vic was the purest goblin warlock, when did he order this black technology.

"This magic book, given by Lady Virginia, about the making of mechanical golems, comes from the Waste Giant, and he cooperated with me to make it." Vic pulled a greasy magic book from his bosom.

At the same time, he pointed to the huge figure not far from the barrel mechanism.

This figure was fat and strong, more than four meters tall, even if it was a half-ogre, in front of him, it was a little dwarf.

Vic had been sitting in the barrel device, but it had barely reached his waist.

His most striking sign was his large one-eyed in the middle of his face, with vertical pupils and orange glows, and a huge head that was bare without half a hair, with a ring of raised cuticles, and an irregular cloth with four or five thick and blunt horns, which looked like he was wearing a distinctive helmet from a distance.

Cyclops.

More precisely, the Cyclops of the Fairy Wilds.

Fei Lun also has a cyclops, but both in terms of size and appearance, there is a huge difference between him and the cyclops in the demon realm wilderness, except for the one-eyed, there are not many similarities.

This Cyclops of the Wilderness was one of the three Cyclops captured in the raid on the Prince of the Wasted Giants.

After being inspired, these wilderness cyclops have all abandoned the darkness and joined the command of the Spring Bud Forest and the Dragon Oak Collar.

The Waste Giants rule over the Cyclops of the Wilds, relying on fear and violence, not loyalty.

The Cyclops of the Wilderness is not a loyal being, as long as they can be treated better, surrender is a matter of minutes.

It turns out that this is indeed the case.

Now the three Cyclops, all of them are used by Gavin and Virginia.

It's just that the appearance of the cyclops in front of him is seriously inconsistent with his tall figure.

His waist was slightly bent, his shoulders were slumped, his head was drooping, and he had a flattering smile on his face, especially when Gavin's gaze turned to him.

Gavin couldn't help but think of what it was like to see Vic for the first time.

This is a typical example of servility that has penetrated deep into the marrow, and it has been a house slave in captivity for generations of the Evil Giant, who has never tasted the taste of freedom, and now it is only one master to another, even if this master is only a quarter of the height of the original master.

Gavin took the spellbook directly from Vic's hand and flipped through it cursoryly.

The specific owner of the magic book is unknown, but between the lines, it is not difficult to see that it should belong to a goblin.

The number of drawings of all kinds of bizarre mechanical parts on it is far more than the text description.

He didn't find the finished drawings of the barrel device on it, but he could find the drawings of various parts.

Needless to say, Vic must have been pieced together based on the above, and it was a miracle that he could move and use.

At the end of the spellbook, I finally found three or four relatively complete drawings.

It's just that the painting style is very abstract, and combined with the previous drawings, even guessing can barely be understood.

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