Chapter 608
Chapter 608 Metal City
The one waiting at the gates of the metal fortress was indeed Greem’s old friend– Thunder Dragon Arms.
It was evident that Arms had disguised his identity for this trip. Not only had he transformed into his human form, but he had also masked his appearance by covering himself with a long, thick robe.
Arms stood alone before the towering metallic walls of the metal fortress. He silently lifted his head and watched as a massive hundred-meter long metallic creation emerged from the distant horizon and rapidly arrived before his head.
The flying ship stopped for a quick moment above the metal fortress embedded within the mountain. The creaking sounds of gears rang out as an opening quickly appeared in the metal fortress that perfectly blended into the mountain.
The flying ship slowly sank into the fortress under Arms’ surprised gaze.
From a distance, it looked as if the metal monster within the mountain had devoured the flying ship with a single bite. It was an intimidating and shocking sight.
The goblins had already moved past the steam power era. All of the energy consumed within the metal fortress came from the magic energy furnace. Without those large pots and steam engines of the past, there were none of those huge clouds of steam.
Many strange metal constructions were embedded on the inside of the metal wall, hundred meters above the ground. When the metal wall was being attacked from the outside, countless tiny cannon openings would open up on the metal wall. These constructions would then move forward and extend their black cannon barrels outward.
An immensely large surge of magic energy would then come up from under the metal city and extend toward the position of these strange metal structures along the metal wall. The magic energy cannons would vibrate silently as the amount of magic energy gathered increased in size. Terrifying energy beams with shocking intensity would then fire out of the barrels.
Arms had no means of knowing what the situation was on the outside.
However, the attacks on the metal had suddenly stopped with the continuous firing of the magic energy cannons. It was as if the enemy no longer had the energy to spare to keep up their attack. Instead, they had to turn their attention toward those fearsome energy attacks.
The short battle ended after no more than fifteen minutes.
Another brief moment later, several dozen metal gates opened in unison. Squads of magical machines and construction machines swarmed outside and launched a final charge at the remaining enemies in the distance.
Soon, the construction machines lifted, grabbed, and raised the bloodied and crippled dragonborn back into the city before locking them up in some unique prison cells.
Arms might not care for the strength of these magical machines, but he still watched the whole thing unfold with a pale expression.
This was Lance, the backyard of low and mid-grade dragon lords!
Arms heart was utterly shaken and in turmoil upon seeing all this happen.
Once upon a time, the dragons were the true masters of this plane, while the dragonborn were the worthy rulers of the land.
Now, much like how the dragonborn had easily slaughtered the native tribes, the metal city was also easily slaughtering the dragonborn in a planned and purposeful manner.
The hunter of the past had become the prey!
Such a turn of fates and upset of roles was truly too much for Arms to swallow.
While Arms was mourning for the dragonborn, a short yet sorrowful dragon’s roar rang out within the metal city.
Arms turned to look and happened to see a large group of metal golems upon the tall metal platform. They were working together to move an utterly white dragon covered in semi-translucent white scales down from the flying ship.
The brief roar from earlier had come from this dragon, who had suddenly regained her consciousness.
Frost Dragon Aruntini!
Arms didn’t need a closer look. He could tell who this frost dragon was just from seeing her beautiful and crystalline frost scales.
Second Grade Frost Dragon Aruntini was also a rare dragon beauty in Lance.
Sadly, given the circumstance, it seemed she had already fallen into the hands of the adepts.
Arms expression turned increasingly solemn!