Chapter 215 Direct Breakthrough, Marching into Fertile Land (4,000-word long chapter)
The sun was shining brightly today, and the temperature at noon in the border area was not cold, making it unusually comfortable.
But before the red iron dragon that had torn the earth apart and stood amidst the ruins, almost all the goblins felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their hands and feet turning ice-cold, unable to feel any warmth at all.
However, no race lacks brave warriors.
A golem even more advanced than the Flesh Ripper suddenly sprang up and attacked from behind.
The Red Iron Dragon didn't even glance at it, merely flicking its tail casually. The dragon scales on its tail came together like a giant blade, instantly slicing past the mech golem.
"A pathetic toy."
Hong Tielong's voice was calm and unhurried, yet it echoed clearly through the ruins.
The afterimage of the dragon's tail whipping around was still frozen in the air, while the attacking golem had already turned into scattered steel parts, clattering and rolling on the scorched earth.
At the same time, more shadows are gathering.
One after another, the mech golems activated their overloaded engine mode, their core engines roaring like drums, their bodies emitting large amounts of high-temperature steam, and their energy veins glowing red.
Goblins are timid by nature and dare not face battle directly.
But perhaps because of the layer of steel armor separating them, the goblins who control the golems often have the illusion that they have become taller and stronger, more valiant and fearless than usual, and even dare to fight dragons.
A massive, heavy golem approached from the right and brought its hammer down.
Galos turned slightly to the side.
Crash! The ground exploded with spiderweb-like cracks under the heavy impact.
The flying pebbles landed on the dragon scales, shattering them further.
Red Iron Dragon's counterattack was as fast as lightning.
He raised his claws and pressed them against the heavy golem.
His claw strikes followed ordinary, straightforward trajectories, yet they possessed a skillful, almost effortless quality.
It seemed like a casual gesture, but it blocked all the space where the golem could dodge.
The claw strike proficiency granted by his combat level makes Galos's claw strikes sound like those of a master honed through countless trials, rather than the claws of a wild beast.
The golem, weighing tens of tons, had barely reacted when its chest and cockpit were pierced through.
Broken gears and pipes gushed out from behind, tracing shimmering arcs in the sunlight, the splattered black oil resembling the blood of a golem.
Front, back, side.
Three Steel Rippers simultaneously surrounded them; these were advanced versions of the Flesh Rippers, with thicker mechanical arms and equipped with chainsaw swords capable of cutting through fine steel.
Curse of Flames!
Galos used a spell-like skill that had awakened during his slumber, and flames seemed to ignite in his eyes.
Without any warning, the three Steel Rippers were simultaneously enveloped in a crimson light, but apart from that, there were no other noticeable changes.
Hot metal!
Garus raised his claw and clenched it in the air.
With a series of cracking sounds, the three Steel Rippers convulsed simultaneously, their metal bodies glowing red-hot, like molten iron.
The mech golem is made of materials that incorporate magic-resistant metals and also contains magic-resistant runes.
Low-level magic is basically ineffective against the Steel Ripper.
However, it is not enough to completely exempt Garros from using two spell classes simultaneously.
The goblin inside the cockpit let out a miserable howl, as if he had become a piece of meat on a hot plate. The parts of his body that came into contact with the metal were burned with blisters. However, the magic-resistant metal also had the desired effect. Although the burns made the goblin suffer, they were not fatal.
After a brief twitch, the Steel Ripper continued to raise its chainsaw and slash at Garros.
However, a moment's hesitation can be a fatal flaw.
Boom! Flames surged behind the dragon's wings, instantly accelerating.
The red iron dragon spread its wings fully and suddenly spun around itself, its wing blades tearing through the air with a dangerous and deadly edge, sweeping past the three steel rippers and cleaving them, along with the goblins inside, in two.
at the same time.
The golem in the back row has locked on.
They are thick and short, unlike the tall and mighty Steel Rippers, but they are equipped with an unusually large number of ranged weapons, with six-barreled magic cannons on their shoulders, and alchemical weapons on their hands and chests.
They fired at the Red Iron Dragon simultaneously.
Acid bombs, arcane missiles, and scorching solid metal projectiles attacked from different angles, engulfing the Iron Dragon as it shredded the Steel Ripper.
Boom boom boom!
The ground shattered, flames, acid, and arcane energy mingled together. The air instantly became incredibly murky, as if it had turned into a death zone.
The power of alchemy lies in...
Given the right materials and resources, and with a robust industrial system, the alchemical equipment can be crafted to unleash skills from almost any path.
When resources are plentiful and one can obtain whatever one desires.
Alchemist is actually the strongest class in the early to mid-game, bar none.
If it were an ordinary teenage dragon, being hit by this wave of overwhelming bombardment would at least result in it being severely injured.
However, before the goblins could even celebrate their victory...
call!
Red Iron Dragon spread its wings high and suddenly rushed out of the area covered by artillery fire. Its scales were cracked, pitted and corroded, but that was all.
Cold-cold scale exhibits excellent resistance to both high and low temperatures.
Its resistance to physical damage is unparalleled.
At the same time, as a result of the injury, thermal energy accumulated in Galos's body.
The Destruction Dragon Breath is one of Garos's trump cards. He is unsure whether the battle here will be reported to the goblin headquarters, so he needs to hold back to some extent, but he can also reveal it appropriately as a way to confuse the enemy.
therefore.
Galos did not wait for the thermal energy to continue to accumulate; he chose to release it before it reached its peak.
Suddenly, a metal missile landed on Garos's shoulder, shattering the Cold Explosion Scales and some of the thorns on it.
At the same time, Red Iron Dragon took a deep breath, his chest bulging high, and rolling heat burst forth and spread from every gap in his scales, causing his black scales to turn red.
boom!
He flew low, lowered his head, and unleashed a dragon breath enhanced with thermal energy at the alchemical golem.
The heat energy poured out by Garus was not at its peak, not even half of what it should be. The enhancement of the Flaming Dragon Breath was not devastating, but it was still not to be underestimated.
A torrent of flames poured from his mouth.
The red iron dragon soared low in the sky, washing the ground with its dragon breath. One mech golem after another was melted by its terrifying dragon breath, and the flesh and blood inside died on the spot.
After using up all of his dragon breath.
The golems at the steel nail sentry post were almost all destroyed.
It's a bit of a pity, after all, the golem is quite valuable. If it could be kept intact and modified, it could become a weapon for the Ironforge tribe. But now is not the time to show mercy.
The black oil fields are the most important.
Once the black oil field is secured and a sufficient energy supply is available, the blueprints for the alchemical golem and some core components can be obtained through the gem merchant group. By building an assembly line to produce ordinary parts, it can also be manufactured.
At that time, the Ironforge will be able to possess their own alchemical golems, and their wealth and resources will be more easily converted into power.
At this point, as the golems were destroyed one by one, the other defensive weapons were also unable to stop the Red Iron Dragon.
The goblins at the steel-nailed sentry post were completely demoralized.
The cowardly side of his nature, when faced with death, was fully unleashed, and he fled in all directions in a panic.
Galos did not bother to stop him.
He killed the goblin warriors with alchemical equipment, captured a few remaining goblin alchemists, and left the ordinary goblins to their fate.
The strength of the Golden Tooth tribe lies in the golems and weapons of war they have accumulated, not in the goblins themselves.
Alchemists are very strong when they have golems and equipment, but correspondingly, without golems, they are pitifully weak. Destroying those golems and machines is already considered as breaching the Steel Spike Outpost, and the objective is achieved.
Moreover...
Garros still has a use for the goblins.
For the Goldtooth Tribe, Garros's primary goal is to subjugate, not completely destroy, and experienced goblins can help develop the Ironforge Tribe's alchemy industry.
A few minutes later, the red iron dragon soared into the sky and left the steel nail post.
This important military defense stronghold of the Golden Tooth tribe had almost been reduced to ruins, having been destroyed by him with the power of a single dragon.
Garos returned to Dragon Valley.
As time went by, good news kept coming from all over the country.
Because they had the advantage of striking first, the Ironclad Tribe's surprise attack was remarkably successful. Almost all the strongholds targeted by the Ironclad soldiers were captured, and the Golden Tooth Tribe suffered heavy losses.
And when the Golden Tooth tribe's reinforcements arrived.
The Iron Warriors have retreated.
After capturing the Golden Tooth tribe's stronghold, they did not occupy it. Instead, they took everything they could and destroyed what they could not, before decisively choosing to retreat.
The flames of war were not extinguished by the retreat of the Ironforge tribe.
Moreover, the Ironforge tribe's retreat was merely a strategic one, a prelude to a better offensive.
After a brief rest, the Iron Soldiers continued their attacks on the Golden Tooth Tribe's various strongholds. Under Iron Dragon's orders and command, they strictly followed the core tactics, maintained a guerrilla style, fought on multiple fronts, avoided direct confrontation with the Golden Tooth Tribe, and maximized their own advantages.
Use your strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.
Among them was the unstoppable Red Iron Dragon, whose terrifying power was testament to the goblins who fled and miraculously survived.
—The appearance of a mysterious red light in the sky that day meant his arrival, and that death was imminent.
This is how the surviving goblins described it.
Rumors spread, and Red Iron Dragon cast a dark shadow over the Golden Tooth Tribe.
The Ironclad Tribe also seized control of the battle's rhythm, causing the Golden Tooth Tribe to suffer heavy losses and retreat in succession.
A few days later.
Black Iron Plains, Goblin Headquarters, Workshop Master's Palace Council Hall.
The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat heavy and silent, except for the clattering of gears from some alchemical prosthetic bodies.
"Elders, please describe the current situation."
The workshop master spoke first. His face remained unchanged, his green face devoid of any expression, and his voice carried the shrillness characteristic of goblins.
“Our key military post, the steel nail post, has been reduced to ruins.”
"The quartz mine, the iron ore mine, and the Thornbeast Ranch—the defenses have all been breached."
"Our golems were destroyed in large numbers, our carefully trained manipulators suffered heavy casualties, and many alchemists also died or went missing."
“.”
One report after another, making the atmosphere even heavier, came from the goblin elders.
"We should have launched a full-scale attack as soon as we discovered the Iron Smelting Tribe and nipped them in the bud!"
The three-handed goblin elder spoke in a grating voice.
That's what they say, but unless they can predict the future, the Golden Tooth tribe will make the same choice no matter how many times it happens.
When Garros was asleep, the Ironforge tribe lay dormant and posed no threat whatsoever. Moreover, the goblins' attention was mainly focused on other tribes, and they paid no attention to the Ironforge tribe.
"Now that things have come to this, there's no point in talking about the past."
"What we need to do now is to eradicate the Iron Smelting Tribe."
The head of the workshop looked around and asked, "What are your thoughts, elders?"
The mechanical arm goblin elder took out a memory stone.
"Let's talk about the king of the Ironforge tribe first, the evil dragon that terrified many of our people."
As they spoke, they activated it, and light and shadow were projected onto the image stone, outlining the scene of the Red Iron Dragon at the Steel Nail Post.
The goblin elders witnessed the red iron dragon wreaking havoc at the outpost, easily tearing apart the golems.
"Its last breath was not normal."
The goblin elder, whose eyes had been modified, astutely observed, "The black scales have turned crimson, and the heat is radiating outwards." The goblin elder paused and magnified the scene of Garros using his dragon breath, and after careful observation, he said thoughtfully, "His dragon breath is unusual, as if it has been enhanced in some way."
Another goblin elder said:
"The signs of an attack were obvious, and its power was formidable, but not enough to instill fear in us."
The Ironfaced Goblin Elder nodded and echoed, "King of the Molten Iron Tribe, there is no doubt that this Red Iron Hybrid Dragon is very strong, but if it is only at the level it has shown so far, then it is not worth paying too much attention to."
The goblin elder with the mechanical arm shook his head slightly and said:
"It destroyed the steel nail sentry with ease, so there must be hidden power at play. We cannot let our guard down."
The goblin elder beside him said, "That's right, but given the arrogant and conceited nature of dragons, the fact that it didn't directly attack Black Iron Plains shows that it is wary of us."
"Its hidden power is limited; we cannot underestimate it, but we also do not need to overestimate it."
After analyzing the Crimson Wing Lord for a period of time.
The goblin elders changed the subject and began discussing how to retaliate against the Ironforge.
"We cannot be led by the nose by the Iron Smelting Tribe."
"They are attempting to fight on multiple fronts and repeatedly attack us to wear us down."
"In a head-on battle, the Ironforge tribe is no match for us."
"We should concentrate our forces and launch a frontal assault to shift the battlefield to the southwest and regain control of the fighting."
“.”
After discussion, the goblin elders and the head of the workshop quickly reached a consensus.
—Gather our strength and break through head-on.
This is the exact opposite of the Ironforge tribe's tactics, but it is also the combat strategy that best leverages the advantages of the Goldtooth tribe's alchemy machines.
Immediately afterwards.
At the call of the elders and the Grand Master, the goblins assembled their legion and began their march to the southwest, with their primary target being the heartland of the Ironforge tribe—the Fertile Plains.
(End of this chapter)
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