"How strong are they?"

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

"Very strong! Those uncivilized ones are all dead."

Creatures such as swamp bears may gain the power to use psionic energy after being affected by psionic energy.

At this time, those swamp bear people who have not obtained psychic powers will force this special individual to become the priest of the tribe.

If the other party can lead the tribe to become strong, then everything will be fine. However, if there is a problem, ordinary swamp bear people will brutally kill the individual who obtains psychic power and share the other party's flesh and blood in the hope that their offspring can inherit the other party's power.

Precisely because of their affinity for psychic energy, swamp bearmen are one of the races that the mind flayers like to enslave the most.

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

The drow elf in front of him was obviously the best among them. Not only did she possess powerful psychic powers, she even raised a swamp bear man with psychic powers.

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

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

The drow, who seemed to be a psychic and glowing with psionic energy again, called his pet and flew towards a large drow tribe in the direction Carl was heading.

A few hours later, when Carl's constructs were about to walk out of the dry river and go ashore, a faint sound of smoke and dust rose from 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 side.

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

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

Those were the swamp bearmen who had attacked them not long ago but were wiped out by a round of gunfire.

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

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

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

As they waved their arms, the constructs in the front row suddenly showed signs of abnormality.

"Ding—the machine is overheating! The machine is overheating!"

Amid the piercing alarm, the construct's body began to quickly turn red.

They are like a red-hot iron, emitting a high temperature that is irresistible to ordinary creatures.

"Bang!"

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

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

However, some of them have been burned by the high temperature, while others are unlucky and have their hands and feet frozen by the leaked liquid nitrogen.

But fortunately, they survived after all.

"Bang!"

There was another explosion. One of the constructs had bad luck and was cracked by the leaking and expanding liquid nitrogen.

"Fuck it, they came prepared!"

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

"Make way, front row! Switch to electromagnetic cannon, third energy level, fire!"

As commands were issued one after another, the ordinary muzzles of the new constructs twisted, revealing a more ferocious electromagnetic gun turret.

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

Along with the superconductivity, the arc began to light up.

“Swoosh~”

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

The swamp bear people 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 cannon?

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

When the shells flew past, the tearing caused by the airflow actually tore the swamp bears in half.

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

In just a blink of an eye, most of the original large group of swamp bear people were killed or injured, and only a small number of them were lucky enough to survive.

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

Those who were still able to move began to flee, while those who were unable to move had no choice but to wait for death on the spot.

Those bear priests who had the ability to cast spells were more cautious. Some of them used the Mirror Image spell to transform into three phantoms and flee separately, while others cast the Shrink Spell to try to use their body size to avoid the next attack.

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

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

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

Before the white mist dissipated, the drow in several new constructs replaced their ammunition and then fired them out.

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

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

There were bursts of shattering sounds in the white mist.

"Well, the effect of this stun grenade is quite good. The floor-cleaning effect is much better than using the thunder wave myself."

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

"It looks like we've been targeted. There are people in the Underdark who know what's good. We might run into enemies next. This is the Underdark's way of treating guests."

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

In response, Carl just sneered indifferently.

"You can only steal for a thousand days, but you can never guard against thieves for a thousand days. Scorpion! You and Bain lead the way, and defeat the first drow tribe in this direction!"

Carl didn't care whether these marsh bear people were sent by the drow tribe they were about to encounter, but as the saying goes: one punch is better than a hundred.

If I hadn't let these rude locals know that I was a dragon crossing the river, they would have thought I was a worm! (End of this chapter)