Chapter 253 Hospitality in the Dark Region

"How strong are they?"

Seeing his tamed pet come back, the drow adjusted his posture and put his legs on the ground again.

"Very strong! Those uncivilized ones are dead."

After being affected by psychic energy, creatures like swamp bears may gain the power to use psychic energy.

At this time, those swamp bears who have not gained psychic energy will force this special individual to become the priest of the tribe.

If the other party can lead the tribe to prosperity, then everything is fine, but if there is a problem, ordinary swamp bears will cruelly kill the individual who has gained psychic energy and share the other party's flesh and blood, hoping that their offspring can inherit the other party's power.

It is precisely because of their physique that is more friendly to psychic energy that swamp bears are one of the races that the mind flayer likes to enslave the most.

In the Underdark, many powerful drow will also tame them as cannon fodder.

The drow elf in front of him is obviously one of the best. Not only does she have a relatively powerful psychic energy, she even raised a swamp bear with psychic energy.

After hearing the answer from the swamp bear man, the drow immediately used psychic power to read the other party's thoughts and saw the scene that the other party had just seen.

"Very good, strong enough! I didn't expect that the premonition of psychic power could actually have such an effect! Let's go! To the nearby drow tribe!"

The drow, who seemed to be a psychic warlock, was shining with psychic light again. He called his pet and flew towards a large drow tribe in the direction of Carl's advance.

A few hours later, when Carl's constructs were about to walk out of the dry river and about to go ashore, there was a faint noise of smoke and dust on the ground on the side.

The Obsidian City drow, who had been following Carl for a long time, immediately discovered the abnormality, so he manually operated inside the construct and aimed the muzzle at that place.

The construct's own intelligence immediately began to operate, and the team began to adjust quickly and simply built a defensive position.

When the other party approached, the drow in the construct immediately recognized what the attacking monster was.

It was the swamp bear man who had attacked them not long ago but was completely killed by a round of shooting.

Out of trust in their boss, these drow immediately put their hearts back in their stomachs.

As the enemy approached, the first row of constructs began to condense magic shells according to the previous response strategy.

But at this moment, several figures suddenly stood up among the swamp bears.

As they waved their arms, the constructs in the front row suddenly showed abnormalities.

"Ding - the body is overheated! The body is overheated!"

Amid the piercing alarm, the bodies of the constructs began to turn red quickly.

They were like a piece of red-hot iron, emitting a high temperature that ordinary creatures could not resist.

"Bang!"

As a precision instrument, the air compressor was the first to have problems in the high temperature, and the compressed liquid nitrogen began to leak, temporarily lowering the temperature of the construct.

Taking advantage of this time, the drow inside the construct jumped out of the cockpit and ran to the back.

However, some of them had been burned by the high temperature, and some were too unlucky to have their hands and feet frozen by the leaked liquid nitrogen.

But fortunately, they survived after all.

"Bang!"

Another explosion, a construct was too unlucky and was squeezed and cracked by the leaking and expanding liquid nitrogen.

"Fuck you, they are well prepared!"

Almost at the same time when the construct became abnormal, Bane had already rushed out of the truck.

He cursed like Carl and quickly got into a new construct.

"Make way in the front row! Change the electromagnetic gun, third energy level, fire!"

As the orders were issued one after another, the ordinary muzzle of the new construct twisted, revealing a more ferocious electromagnetic gun turret.

The mechanical limbs pierced into the soil below, and the inside of the gun barrel was filled with white mist formed by liquid nitrogen.

Accompanied by the superconductivity phenomenon, the arc began to light up.

"Swoosh~"

The steel bullet flashing with electric light flew out swiftly and shot forward.

The swamp bears in the distance realized that the situation was not good when they saw the light, but how could they avoid the speed of the electromagnetic gun?

Not to mention the shells themselves, the sound barrier dragging around the shells is also quite terrifying for most creatures.

When the shells flew over, the tearing caused by the airflow actually tore the marsh bears in half.

Not only that, the strong wind was still tearing the surrounding objects towards itself.

In just a blink of an eye, most of the original large group of marsh bears were killed or injured, and only a few of them survived with good luck.

This terrible killing power frightened these monsters driven by the drow.

Those who were still able to move began to flee in all directions, and those who were unable to move had to wait for death on the spot.

Those bear priests who had the ability to cast spells had to be more cautious. Some of them used the mirror image technique to transform into three phantoms and escape separately, and some cast the shrinking technique to try to avoid the next attack by their size.

But what they didn't expect was that the next round of attacks came faster than they thought.

The old-fashioned constructs that had retreated to the back pointed their guns diagonally upwards, and before the aftershocks of the electromagnetic cannons had dissipated, they fired solid nitrogen one after another.

For a moment, frost covered the entire area. All phantoms, whatever their shapes, anything with heat and temperature, were quickly covered with white frost in this round of attacks.

Before the white fog dissipated, the drow in several new constructs replaced their ammunition and fired it.

This shell was soft and not as fast as the electromagnetic gun. It drew an arc in the air and fell into the white fog.

But the next second, the violent vibration caused the speed of the white fog to change briefly.

There were cracking sounds in the white fog.

"Well, the effect of this stun bomb is not bad. The floor washing effect is much better than my own thunder wave."

Standing in the truck, Carl used the explorer goggles to observe the situation in the white fog and was very satisfied with the ammunition he developed not long ago.

"It seems that we are being targeted. There are also people in the Underdark who know the goods. We may encounter enemies next. This is the way of hospitality in the Underdark."

Looking at the direction where the marsh bears were rushing, Scorpion, who was more familiar with the Underdark, reminded Carl.

In response, Carl just sneered indifferently.

"It's easy to be a thief, but you can't be on guard against thieves. Scorpion! You and Bain lead the way, and defeat the first drow tribe in this direction!"

Karl didn't care whether these marsh bears were sent by the drow tribe he was about to encounter, but as the saying goes: one punch is enough to prevent a hundred punches.

If these rude locals don't know that I am a dragon crossing the river, they will think I am a long worm!