Chapter 663 Players' War Preparations

"Shua——"

The large portal slowly opened, and several players walked out of it with steady steps.

They wore thick camouflage uniforms and steel helmets. Their bodies were filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, and they wore the gear holy emblem of the God of All Machines on their chests.

——Obviously, they are all members of [Mechanic God].

Standing at the front is a blond white player with the nickname "Curtis" on his head.

"Hahahaha, everyone, I've been waiting for you to come." The great goblin general laughed and came forward.

The cooperation between the military and the Adeptus Mechanicus is extremely deep. Both parties have consistent interests and common goals. Dror has long regarded these Starfallen who can create powerful weapons as completely "one of their own."

Curtis held the hobgoblin's hand tightly and smiled politely: "Hello, General Dror, I have long known you, I am the empire's senior military engineer, Curtis."

This guy wore glasses and looked gentle, but the smile on his face was extremely weird.

Among the players in the previous life, Curtis was also famous. He believed that "explosion and destruction are art", and even players regarded him as a madman.

Although he only entered the empire in the [2.0 Northland Storm] version, he relied on the Yankee's unique arms manufacturing ability to rise as fast as a rocket, and directly became a great sage of the [Genesis Return Order], a subordinate of the Mechanicum.

Today's Mechanicum has developed many secondary sects, such as the Guardian Legion, the Intelligent Control Legion, the Restoration Order, the Biochemical Legion, etc.

The Restoration Order to which Curtis belongs focuses on researching weapons of mass destruction and destruction, and is affectionately called the "Big Bang Concentration Camp" by players.

Curtis' greatest achievement was the development of the so-called "magic fusion bomb", which blew up a remote demiplane into a ruin filled with smoke and poisonous fire, and even almost attracted the attention of the gods.

"It's Curtis."

Hearing this familiar name, Dror's face became even more happy: "I've heard of you, it turns out you are the genius destroyer.

Great, we need talents like you for this mission! Follow me! "

These players followed the hobgoblin into Avendeldan, no, it should be said to be Feilong City, and came to the combat command room located in the former dwarf palace.

A three-dimensional magic image appeared on the long table. Dror pointed at the ferocious green-skinned monsters and said in a deep voice: "This is our enemy, the green-skinned orcs.

They are extremely powerful and fearless of death, but they possess extremely terrifying reproductive capabilities. According to our intelligence data, the number of orcs on the Ugo Prairie has reached more than three million.

You know, a month ago, they only had a population of more than 400,000. In just one month, their number has increased tenfold! "Speaking of this, Dror's expression also became solemn.

Looking at the ocean-like tide of beasts, even the hobgoblin couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Too many, too many!

If those orcs are allowed to develop, a disaster even more terrifying than the tide of demons may be brewing.

The players took out the documents in their pockets, browsed them carefully, and used pens to record them from time to time, making a swishing sound.

After a moment, Curtis raised his head with a normal expression, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked: "What is your Majesty's goal?

Just kill those orcs? Or completely destroy the Ugo Prairie, turn it into a scorched earth where no living thing can survive, and let the orcs completely lose the soil for survival.

If it is the previous goal, we already have several ready-made solutions that can be activated at any time.

The latter one, on the other hand, is a bit challenging and can be used as a new topic for the Yuan Huan Order." This voice was particularly calm, as if he was stating a trivial matter, but it made cold sweat break out on Dror's forehead.

"I think we can start by destroying the stability of the space structure, but this will probably spread to North IJssel and cause large-scale space collapse."

"Great Sage, your magic fusion bomb has not been used on the main material plane yet. If you control the yield, it will be just right."

In just a short while, these big guys from the Cult of Mechanicus had begun to seriously discuss ways to "destroy the Ugo Grassland".

"No, no, no, there's no need to go to that extent."

The corners of Dror's mouth twitched uncontrollably, cold sweat flowed down his cheeks, and the scales on his arms almost stood up.

What made his hair stand on end was that after saying these words, he could clearly detect the disappointment and frustration in the eyes of those fallen stars.

“What a pity”

"Yes, there is no need to call us for such a petty daily task."

"Tsk, my space bomb is useless again."

Dror smiled reluctantly and said: "You are all talents of the empire, but you don't need to use all your talents this time. In addition to the hidden dangers of the orcs, the empire also needs the Ugo Prairie as a pasture."

Madmen, these Starfallers are complete madmen!

Even the hobgoblins, a naturally warlike race, only think about how to conquer the world, rather than destroying everything like these players.

In front of these crazy players, hobgoblins seem to have become lawful good sheep.

Curtis smiled and replied: "Your Majesty General, in this case, let's put some novel 'little toys' in for experiments. After all, these millions of living targets cannot be wasted.

White phosphorus bombs, incendiary bombs, thermobaric bombs, cloud explosive bombs, and napalm bombs have all been arranged for them. I want to treat these orcs to a barbecue. "

"Okay, you can do your best." Although Dror didn't know much about these weapons, he knew just from the names that these things were definitely not so-called "little toys."

"Great Sage, why don't we use biological weapons?" another player asked.

Curtis shook his head: "I have observed the experiments of the biological sage. The life forms of these orcs are very strange, and they can even use toxins as a source of energy.

According to my observation, fire is the best way to deal with them. I like the wailing sound when they are struggling in the flames. Their corpses seem to emit a smell similar to burning vegetation."

Listening to the discussion among the players, Dror became more and more dumbfounded, lamenting that he was still too kind.

North IJssel, in Longshou City.

Bipedal flying dragons hovered in the low sky, half-red dragonmen and tiefling guards patrolled back and forth on the city walls. In the center of the city, tall buildings made of reinforced concrete were under construction, and black smoke was rising from the outskirts of the city.

After more than a month of transformation, the city has revealed a strong "imperial style", which is very different from the previous Collins City.

After the capture of North IJssel, more and more players poured into Longshou City, becoming a new driving force for the city's development, and the original city residents also became the screws in this huge machine.

"Noodle!"

"Ouch——"

Accompanied by a loud dragon roar, the flying dragon flapped its wings and landed on the dragon landing on the roof of the building.

The knight on the dragon's back was fully armed. He wore a red and black armor and the badge of the Dragon-Blooded Earl of the Burning Ember Empire. A silver long sword engraved with a flying dragon hung around his waist. He looked majestic.

The cute new players were filled with envy. They gathered around the flying dragon and exclaimed, amazed by the style and handsomeness of the flying dragon knight.

"So handsome!"

"Look, it's the Dragon Knight!"

"Is this the Red Scale Conqueror of the Empire? It's so exciting. It's a pity that I got into the trap too late and there is no place left."

"He is so handsome. The man I love is an unparalleled hero. One day he will come to marry me wearing red armor and riding a flying dragon."

"This flying dragon should be able to carry more than one person. Boss, can I sit behind you?"

There was even a female player with eyes full of admiration and rubbing her hands excitedly. She wished she could jump on the back of the dragon and spread her wings with the dragon knight.

Surrounded by all the cute new players, Mantou waved to the crowd and sighed triumphantly: "Haha, it seems that my handsomeness comes from the inside out, and even the armor can't resist it!

Anyway, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you some extra rewards! Let you see my true face! "

Steamed Bun slowly lifted up the thick visor, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed an evil smile that he thought was handsome Peng Yuyan, comparable to Daniel Wu.

In an instant, the whole place fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, strange expressions appeared on the faces of the cute new players present, and the female player from before was stunned on the spot and gently broke into pieces.

"Holy shit, can you not show your face?!"

"Sure enough, a man's charm comes from a woman's imagination. Can I take back what I just said?"

Looking at the disappointed new players, Mantou's smile froze in embarrassment on his face.

——The scene he imagined of everyone cheering and girls surrounding him did not appear.

The female player even took a few steps back with a look of disappointment, distanced herself, and muttered: "Well, what, according to the new imperial regulations, flying dragons seem to be restricted in carrying people, so I won't talk to you for now. One piece."

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"Well, his equipment is quite nice."

"Indeed, he is indeed a big player. This piece of equipment will probably cost hundreds of gold coins."

"Well, he just looks a bit foreheady, it's hard to put it into words."

Why do you become so cold when you see my true face? Do I look so ugly?

Even if my steamed buns are not Yushu Linfeng, I can still be said to have beautiful features, at least they are mediocre!

At this moment, Mantou felt like crying, and the players' whispers were like sharp blades, mercilessly piercing into his heart.

After a long time, he shamelessly uttered a sentence: "Good-looking skins are all the same, but interesting souls are unique. Can't you feel the handsomeness that comes from my soul?"

The surrounding air became cold again, and under Steamed Bun's sad eyes, the female player just now shook her head very firmly.

Suddenly, someone in the distance pointed at the steamed bun and said, "Damn it, isn't that the old steamed bun thief? He hasn't updated the video for more than half a year!"

"It's really him!"

"Look at that face that needs a beating, it's a steamed bun!"

"Damn, I can barely remember what he looks like. This guy has been weaning for who knows how long!"

"Kill this old pigeon!"

Immediately, old and new players nearby gathered around excitedly, and some were holding heavy hammers and battle axes, ready to vent their resentment for being pigeonholed for more than half a year.

"Are you Steamed Bun? The one who makes Erezegai game videos?"

"I also remember it. I was attracted by his videos from the beginning! This guy just doesn't have much to remember about his appearance."

Some of the new players finally recognized him and started chatting about him.

"Oh, I see, you were doing show effects just now!"

"Are we going to be on camera?"

Mantou was wailing crazily in his heart, but he still managed a forced smile on his face and replied: "Oh yes, of course I did it on purpose, I just wanted to record some fun material!"

"No wonder you are so narcissistic!"

"Hahahaha, I thought you really thought you were handsome!"

"Yeah, I was so embarrassed that I couldn't speak, it turned out to be a show effect!"

Amid the laughter of the new players, Mantou turned his back silently and looked into the distance quietly. Under the bleak cold wind, his face showed a vicissitudes of life.

Lies can't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife.

And those old viewers also gathered around, crowding around, and said angrily: "Mantou, where is your new video! Where did you post it?!"

"Mantou, you're late again!"

"Dead eunuch!"

"I'm doing it, I'm doing it, don't scold me!" Mantou dodged the eggs thrown in front of him.

His face flushed, veins on his forehead bulged, and he argued: "Can we call this interview a post? Interview!"

He kept saying incomprehensible words, such as "create better videos for the audience" and "ten years of hard work", which made everyone laugh.

"Ah--"

A loud dragon roar resounded through the sky, and another huge shadow was cast. A two-legged flying dragon was seen hovering and landing in the sky.

This two-legged flying dragon was covered with two silver heavy armors and tied with red ribbons, which was more majestic than Mantou's mount.

"Who is this? He seems to be much more handsome than Mantou!"

"Why is his mount wearing equipment, and it's rare! Where did this rich man come from!"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by flying dust, a knight in heavy armor drove a flying dragon and also landed on the Dragon Park, his movements were more relaxed than Mantou.

The knight lifted his visor and shouted to Mantou who was not far away: "New war mission, do you want to go?"

"Wow, it looks so familiar!"

"Hey, that seems to be S God! A super boss!"

"Damn, Singo? That's the runner-up of the last World League! A god who fought against a large guild with a single person's body!!"

"This flying dragon knight is much more handsome! I didn't expect the face under the visor would be like this! It turned out to be S, I have liked him for a long time, I really want to sit behind him"

In an instant, all the players abandoned Mantou, and even the female player found her target of being crazy again, and instantly became his ten-year old fan.

Looking at this desolate scene, Mantou turned his head and said unhappily: "Let's go! Do the mission! These vulgar and superficial mortals will only be attracted by embroidered pillows."

"Ah——"

The two bipedal flying dragons flapped their wings one after another, took off into the air, and flew towards the northeast one after another. (End of this chapter)