Chapter 501
Chapter 501 A Massive Conspiracy
The results of the interrogation were so ridiculous and unbelievable that Greem didn’t know whether to laugh or cry!
It was only at this moment that he realized the true meaning of the saying ‘Runology was the origin of the power of the adepts.’ The foundational stone of knowledge that propelled the adepts to the peak of power naturally possessed immense significance to other planes as well.
Take, for example, the Goblin Plane. After hundreds and thousands of years of accumulation and development in the field of steam power and other primitive energy sources, the goblins had finally managed to form their own unique civilization system– a mechanical civilization. They had excavated every ounce of strength from mechanical constructs and were in an awkward situation where they could no longer improve.
They then started digging out magical stones, allowing the Goblin Empire to walk down the path of magical machines. However, the lack of magical stones in the plane was a tight restraint that severely limited their choices. It made things difficult for them to bring about the next round of explosive developments and leaps in technology.
Yet, Gazlowe had coincidentally managed to obtain the basic runology of the World of Adepts, incontrovertibly changing the fate of the Goblin Plane!
As expected of a great inventor; Gazlowe had managed to create goblin runes suitable for the magical machines in the low-magic Goblin Plane by modifying the magic runes. The merger of goblin runes and magical devices was like adding wings to the tiger that was the Goblin Empire.
From a certain point of view, this ‘tiger’ was one that Greem had personally groomed to adolescence.
The pilots burst into enthusiastic cheers when they heard the promises of their leader Tigule. The goblin mechanics were so excited that they started dancing as if victory was already within grasp.
The metallic grinding and cracking rang out once again. All the mechanics had returned to their magical machines and were driving them around in a detailed search of the lumber mill camp.
This camp had been completely devastated beyond recognition after the several previous conflicts.
The stacked piles of lumber had been scattered all over the place. The workshops and huts in the camp had all collapsed as well. They could no longer be used.
What caught the attention of the goblins was the fact that while most of the buildings and items in the camp had been damaged, none of them had vanished. Only the goblins that had been stationed in the camp had disappeared alongside the slaves. No corpses had been left behind either. It was almost as if the enemies had dragged them away as spoils of war.
Of course, the magic energy batteries in the camp had also disappeared.
The squid-type magical machine possessed tracking abilities. The one dozen metallic tentacles below its massive metallic head slammed against the ground as it pursued the enemy’s vague trail into the forest.
The other magical machines immediately followed after the squid machine and extended their search towards the depths of the forest in a fan formation.
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In the skies above.
At the moment the magical machine squad entered the forest, an elderly goblin wearing extravagant noble robes was crouching before a concave mirror. He narrowed his eyes and carefully observed everything happening on the ground.
As he turned a knob, the mirror also adjusted its angle. It was set to keep the magical machine squad fixed on-screen at all times.
Under the goblin’s orders, the floating ship started to advance into the forest under the propulsion of mystical energies.
“Lord Prince Gazlowe, what do you think. Should we let the other machine squads go down as well?” The voice of Ship Captain Toltoy blared out from a horn in front of the elderly goblin’s mechanical operating platform.
“No need!” The elderly goblin said coldly with a wicked smile on his face, “The first wave of adepts the enemy sent can’t possibly be too strong. We must bait them out from their den as soon as possible. They are going to be scared away if we send too many magical machines. This time, no matter what, we must capture them alive. I must obtain the knowledge in their brains.”
A barrage of coughs and wheezing followed his words.
It was apparent that this Gazlowe that had contacted Snorlax so many times in the past had entered the elderly stage of the goblin race. His body had become extremely frail.
“I understand!” The voice of Toltoy, the captain of the Greatsword Warship, once again sounded from the horn, “Do not worry, Lord Prince. We will accomplish our mission! For the Empire!”
Intense passion and excitement could be heard in the goblin captain’s tone during his last sentence!
“Empire? Kakaka,” Gazlowe couldn’t help but chillingly laugh once communications were cut off, “I am only out for the longevity techniques in their brains! The idiots of the Empire only know how to keep their ancient traditions, calling themselves kings and emperors in this tiny world! Hmph! All of you added together aren’t worth as much as my life. Snorlax, you little shit. Did you really think I didn’t know of the little tricks you pulled? Kakaka, I hope that your master is among the adepts that teleported here this time. That way, you will finally know that the great Gazlowe is the smartest goblin in the world.”
Sinister laughter filled the room.