Chapter 635
The newest version of the Goblin Shredder was a mighty magical machine warrior.
Its lower half still used the extremely stable spider-model mechanical legs, while its upper half was a massive humanoid body of metal. Four strange mechanical arms were attached to that torso.
Two of those four mechanical arms were fitted with a metal drill and a spinning disc respectively; these were weapons meant for melee combat. Equipped on the other two limbs were miniature energy cannons that could reach a stable output of energy shots reaching one hundred and forty points every five seconds.
The individual strength of each energy shot didn’t seem to match the Goblin Shredder’s identity as a Second Grade magical machine. However, even a Second Grade adept’s magical defenses couldn’t endure for more than a few seconds once the Shredder closed the distance and rained down relentlessly upon the enemy.
Moreover, the various energy restrictions that prevented the installation of excessively powerful magic energy weapons had vanished with the activation of the miniaturized magic generator furnace in the Goblin Shredder’s chest. With the stacking of multiple magic energy weapons, the Goblin Shredder had been forged into a fearsome war machine by the goblin technicians.
The Goblin Shredder charged forward at the elven blade dancers, whirling its four mechanical arms as violent energy shots blasted out of the guns. These blade dancers who were only pseudo-adept level were either knocked aside, hit by the energy shockwaves, or even simply blown away by the Shredder’s massive body.
In a single instant, eight blade dancers had been taken down by Tigule. They all had broken bones and torn muscles.
Dong. Dong. Dong.
The elven archers had gathered together, but despite multiple attempts to fight back, they had achieved nothing.
Even their powerful elven archery techniques were ineffective if they couldn’t use a single saturated attack to kill a witch in a single blow. Any damage that the dark witches received could be negated by regenerating from the shadows that were everywhere.
After losing eight companions, the remaining elven archers could no longer endure the pressure. They whistled and rushed to Jintha’Alor along the winding paths.
At this point, a strong force of elves had already gathered before the giant tree hall at the waist of Jintha’Alor’s hill. Judging from where the fleeing archers were running, they intended to group up with that force of elves.
“Hmph! The enemy has appeared! You lot, don’t be standing around anymore. All of you go down. Leave all the archers behind.” Uzzah watched the whole situation unfold from above and finally gave the order to her subordinates.
“Understood!” The dark witches bowed in unison.
Apart from the Second Grade dark witch, who stayed by Uzzah’s side, the other Dark Witches laughed sinisterly at the same time and dove down from the skies. They lunged straight at the elven archers who were jumping between the ancient trees.
Greem turned into a massive flame humanoid and stood in the air, silently assessing the formation that the enemy had arranged themselves into in front of the tree hall.
The most eye-catching member of the enemy’s ranks were those three unbelievably tall and ancient treants.
Their bodies were seven meters from top to bottom. Even the three to four-meter tall magical machines looked like dwarves before them.
Their formerly withered and wrinkled bark turned into layers of tough wooden armor. The green canopy turned into flowing long hair. Several cracks appeared on their bodies. From afar, they looked like the facial features that humans possessed.
Moreover, these towering treants all had firm and solid muscles. Circles of wooden patterns filled their bodies. Their lower bodies were covered with thick roots, while their arms were formed by tens of thousands of branches and vines twisted together.
In particular, the ten-meter-tall Deadwood Guard even held a massive tree in his thick humanoid hand as a makeshift weapon. That tree alone would have taken two men to embrace fully.
That intimidating aura of might was fearsome! So fearsome that it made one want to avert their sight!