Chapter 0635 Dark Witch

The newly developed Goblin Tearer is a powerful magic machine warrior.

Its lower body still uses the most stable spider-shaped mechanical legs, while its upper body is a majestic humanoid metal body with four strange mechanical arms.

Two of the four mechanical arms are equipped with rotating flywheels and metal drills at the ends, which are close-range attack weapons, and the other two are equipped with micro energy cannons, which can output energy bombs with an attack intensity of 140 degrees at a rate of 3 rounds per 5 seconds.

The power of a single energy bomb does not seem to be worthy of the Goblin Tearer's identity as a second-level magic machine warrior, but once it is entangled at close range and then continuously outputs, even the witchcraft protection of a second-level wizard can hardly support it for a few fingers.

Moreover, all kinds of powerful magic weapons that were not dared to be installed in the past due to energy restrictions have become a piece of cake now with the activation of the small magic furnace in the Goblin Tearer's chest. Therefore, with the stacking of a large number of magic weapons, the Goblin Tearer was simply built into a terrifying war magic machine by the Goblin engineers.

Rushing towards the elf sword dancers at high speed, the four mechanical arms of the goblin tearers waved wildly, coupled with the sudden violent energy bombs, these elf sword dancers with only quasi-witch strength were either blown away, or hit by the shock wave of the energy bombs, or simply knocked away by their huge bodies...

In almost an instant, seven or eight elf sword dancers were knocked down one by one by Tigule, ending up with broken bones and tendons.

Bang, bang, bang...

The magic machine war group marched in a uniform pace, striding over their heads and bodies, and continued to move towards the top of the mountain. The engineering machinery following the war group rushed forward, put heavy handcuffs and shackles on all the elves, and then threw them all onto the goblin chariot.

Around them, more than twenty metal eyeballs kept circling and flying to prevent any omissions and to prevent elves from sneaking in and attacking.

Using the prepared to fight the unprepared, using metal to fight flesh and blood, the assembled magic machine war group is just like a clenched steel giant fist, crushing through the temporary elf teams that have gathered to counterattack.

The goblin tearer controlled by Tigule is equipped with a magic furnace, and there will almost never be any worries about energy, so it rushes to the front. As for those fighting magic machines, they will retreat to the back to replenish the magic battery every quarter of an hour.

Anyway, there are so many magic machines, and they take turns to fight, so there is no worry of interruption of firepower!

The dark witches riding flying brooms floating in the sky leaned over and looked at the invincible magic machine war group, and once again praised them.

As expected, the fate witches are rich and powerful. They transported such a whole group of metal puppets from the wizard world to fight the natives here. As expected, they are crushing and unscrupulous. To put it bluntly, if the wizard was willing to spend more magic crystals, even these magic machines alone would be enough to flatten the Xinsalo camp.

Of course, these magic machines are okay for dealing with low-level elves, but once they encounter high-level elf warriors, the price they pay to win is too great!

While they were pondering, the first wave of losses of magic machines since the start of the war appeared.

The attackers were a group of elf archers wearing thin leather armor, with curved knives on their hips and quivers on their backs. They were both men and women, and they all had excellent archery skills and swift and agile bodies that ordinary people could not achieve.

They climbed on the high treetops, flying between the tall ancient trees as if walking on flat ground, while shooting feather arrows with all their strength. As elf archers who have been promoted, they can all stimulate a magical power similar to internal force and let it attach to the feather arrows to enhance their lethality.

If it were just ordinary feather arrows, even with the sharpest armor-piercing three-edged arrowheads, it would be difficult to penetrate the three-finger-thick metal armor of the combat magic machine. However, under the shooting of feather arrows shining with strange power, the metal shell that was indestructible just now became tofu at this moment, and was penetrated by the feather arrows.

The violent power exploded in the combat magic machine, triggering the self-explosion of the energy system. As a result, the three archer-type magic machines standing in the front row were shot and exploded by the elf archers one after another!

This time, even without Grimm's order, the goblin technician hidden in the team quickly issued an order. So the next moment, the long-lost violent barrage was staged again, and it was overwhelming and hit the crown of the ancient tree where the elf archers were hiding.

The giant tree trembled, the branches broke, and the wood chips flew...

There was also the shrill screams of the elf archers after being shot.

There was no way, the elf archers, regardless of gender, were too slender and thin. Even with the protection of tough leather armor, they could not resist the impact of the violent barrage. With their body shapes, being hit by one bullet would be enough to make them lose their combat effectiveness. Being hit by two bullets, I am afraid that even their bodies could be broken directly!

Once the attack power of the archer-type magic machine was revealed, the elf archers on the opposite side could not even find a stable foothold, and could only grit their teeth and quickly move between the ancient trees. Although the arrows they shot out were still powerful, they could no longer achieve the effect of the previous dense shooting.

These were a group of slaves with good quality. It would be a pity if they were killed by the magic machines like this.

So, Uza nodded slightly, and the three 1st-level dark witches pressed the flying broom and rushed into the forest with a whistle.

Since the dark witches intervened, Tigule was naturally embarrassed to compete with them for credit. The archer-type magic machines immediately stopped firing and continued to form a battle formation to advance towards the mountain road. The wreckage of the three magic machines that had exploded into pieces was carefully recovered by the engineering machinery behind the team.

The three dark witches rode on flying brooms, arrogantly turning left and right in the lush forests, and kept sneering, looking fearless.

A female elf archer with short green hair obviously couldn't stand the other party's arrogance and domineering. She hid in a clump of dense tree canopies and took advantage of the moment when a dark witch rode a broom and passed by not far from her. She shot an arrow and hit the other party's exposed forehead.

Watching the other party's broken body stumble all the way down from the sky, the female elf archer was filled with the pleasure of revenge. However, just as she stood there savoring the pleasure of revenge, her companions' urgent shouts suddenly came from another ancient tree not far away.

"Funa, run..."

Run? Why run?

Before the green-haired female elf could understand, a hazy figure slowly emerged from the shadow of the tree canopy behind her.

With a light snap, a black light hit the green-haired female elf, immediately paralyzing her whole body and making it difficult for her to move at all. The next second, a feminine and sticky dark figure wrapped around her body, crouched beside her ear and sneered grimly: "Hehehe... Poor little guy, how did it feel to kill me just now? Do you want to taste it too?"

Without allowing the other party to answer, a large group of shadows surged up and immediately dragged the green-haired female elf archer into a huge and deep darkness.

After a moment, the darkness dissipated, and there was no longer any female elf figure in the tree canopy.

Most of the so-called dark witches have transformed into shadow physiques, and there are no more fatal weaknesses on their bodies. To kill a dark witch, ordinary physical attacks are basically ineffective except for saturation magic damage.

Therefore, although the three dark witches are only level 1, they are not afraid of more than 20 promoted elf archers (level 1). They even use their weird physical damage immunity and powerful shadow movement ability to kill the opponent in a mess, which is hard to defend.

If the opponent does not have a powerful elf arrow skill that can trigger a witchcraft-like energy attack, if the opponent is too hard, it is easy to trigger the opponent to launch a mutually destructive attack. I am afraid that the dark witches would have appeared and killed the opponent.

Now, the three dark witches appear and disappear, and use the shadow jumping ability to wander around the edge of the elf archer. Once they get a chance, they use the shadow power to paralyze the opponent and then drag him into the shadow kingdom.

In this way, the three dark witches slowly but efficiently erode the number of this group of elf archers.

The elf archers gathered together tried to attack several times but failed.

Even with powerful elf arrow skills, as long as they cannot instantly use saturation attacks to kill one of them. Then the physical injuries suffered by the dark witch can be repaired and healed by the ubiquitous shadows.

After losing eight companions, the remaining elf archers finally couldn't bear the pressure, and whistled and ran wildly along the rugged mountain road towards somewhere in Xinsaro.

At this time, in front of the grand tree hall halfway up Xinsaro, a strong elf team had quickly gathered. As for the fleeing elf archers, judging from where they were going, they wanted to join that team.

"Hmph, the enemy has appeared! You guys don't have to be idle, go down and leave those archers to me..." Wusa looked down at the overall situation and finally gave an order to his men.

"Yes!" All the dark witches bowed and saluted.

Except for the second-level dark witch who still stayed behind Wusa, the rest of the dark witches swooped down from the sky with a sinister sneer, and pounced on the elf archers wandering around in the crowns of the ancient trees.

Grimm turned into a tall fireman, standing in the sky, silently observing the enemy team in front of the tree hall.

The most eye-catching in the enemy team are naturally the seven extremely tall old treemen.

Their trunks are about seven meters long, and even the three or four meter high combat magic machines become dwarfs in front of them.

The originally wrinkled and shriveled bark turned into layers of extremely tough tree armor, and the originally lush and huge tree canopy turned into their long flowing hair. There were several cracks in their tall bodies, and they looked like human eyes and ears from a distance.

Moreover, these tall treemen have solid muscles all over their bodies, and their bodies are full of circles of wood texture. Their lower limbs are covered with thick roots and tubers, and their arms are made of thousands of branches, vines and thorns.

Especially the ten-meter-tall dead tree guard, in his thick human-like wood grain arms, he even grasped a big tree that was as thick as two people hugging as his temporary weapon.

That majesty and momentum are simply too great to look at!

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