Cataclysmic Transformation

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Hearing Pamir's voice, the goblin commander froze for a moment before turning back. At this time, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Colonel Pamir, why are you here ... are you still alive? Oh my **** ... so good ... I thought you were eaten as a snack by a strange animal ..."

The two ran quickly and hugged them together, laughing and screaming, their expressions excited.

"Let everyone come out and see, our dear Colonel Pamir is back ... he is alive ... he is alive ... hahaha ..."

One after another, the goblins protruded their heads from the iron knots with iron pipes and the iron knots that could fly into the sky. When they saw Pamir, they looked surprised and happy.

The goblins wore semi-circular helmets and large green combat uniforms, and the goblin helmets that came down from the armed helicopters also had a pair of goggles and blue combat uniforms.

"It's the head ..."

"Master, head ..."

When the goblins saw Pamir, they saluted one after another. It seemed that Pamir was their superior.

Pamir thumped Pivian's shoulder fiercely, "Oh, you kid, you're not bad commanding. I'm still worried that after I'm missing, your deputy commander will take my 75th Legion to Go in the pit ... yes, this time the tactics of annihilating psychedelic cannibalism are well organized ... "

"Hehe ..." Pivian scratched his head embarrassedly, and he smiled, "This is all the same as the colonel you usually taught me ... the seventy-five Legion brothers are united and only came here ..."

"Oh, Colonel, why are you here?" Pivian asked, staring at Ron and others who were coming with his watchful eyes.

"They saved me ..."

Pamir said, talking about what saved Ron from him.

As he said, Ron paid attention to these goblins. Each of them was wearing a straight military uniform. Although they were short, they looked very heroic, and the military-like seriousness and coldness were reflected in their eyes. The goblins that En encountered in the mainland of Shenland are different. These goblins appear more noble and civilized.

The strength of each of them is not high. In addition to the strength of their colonel leader Pamir has the sanctuary, Lieutenant Colonel Pivian, who is the deputy head, only has the strength of a master-level strongman, and the strength of ordinary officers It is even lower, generally at the rank of warrior, not even at the division level.

It must be said that with such strength in the land plane of the exiled land, it is simply the existence of the second kill by the beast, but these goblins have different things.

Goblin tanks, ground-to-ground combat tools, eight pairs of load wheels, wrapped in armor, and a 105 mm rifled gun on the turret. It has powerful firepower and is driven by two goblins and driven by crystal energy.

Goblin helicopters, air combat tools, can attack air and ground, equipped with Gatling 15 mm heavy machine guns, air and ground missiles, flexible control and fast speed.

There are also goblin artillery, goblin heavy machine gunners, goblin snipers, etc., which have become a mature and powerful military system. Their professionalism in machinery is far beyond that of other races. This is also the place where the goblin family can stand among the powers. One of the reasons why the thematic plane can stand firm.

The Goblin family is low in strength, and the sanctuary strength like Colonel Pamir is already the best in the empire. It has the elite strength of the 75th Legion and was sent by the king to the exile.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Pivian made a military salute with a slap, "Report leader, the 75th Corps of the Goblin Empire has been assembled, please instruct ..."

"Ok!"

Pamir nodded, and in front of Lieutenant Colonel Pivian, he replied that the superior should have the temperament. He turned around and looked at Ron with a smile.

"Master Ron, thanks to your care all the way, I finally returned to my army ..."

Pamir respected a military salute, "I am now officially inviting you to go together as the 75th Army Commander of the Goblin Empire ..."

Ron thought a little, and soon agreed to Pamir's request. Since they had the same goal, that is, Batlos Prison, what is wrong with their peers?

Ron was about to speak. Suddenly, a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind, with a strong, cold breath, mixed with a trace of unfriendly, even hostile killing.

This breath is extremely dangerous!

Ron sweated up with a sigh--and at the same time, he responded quickly.

"Who? Who is there! Come out for me!"

Hearing Ron's words, everyone in Noah's team tightened their nerves, and even Colonel Pamir stepped back, grabbing with one hand and grabbing, staring nervously at the Quartet.

He knew that some powerful and terrifying powerful men could come around them without knowing it.

"Oh, very vigilant. I only breathed a little harder, and I was discovered by you!"

At this time, a voice came out slowly and quietly, with unique magnetism, and then, a black mist appeared in front of Ron, and an unusually pale, young, and strange face slowly appeared.

"Necromancer?"

Ron's face changed, he didn't expect it to appear suddenly, but he was actually a necromancer like him. He was wearing a black robe of the undead, a black hood covering his head, revealing a young, demon A pale face.

Like Nicole, this guy is a family of undead from the main plane. Seeing the undead suddenly, Ron felt warm in his heart and had an indescribable intimacy.

The suddenly appearing Necromancer glanced at Ron, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't express anything in particular.

At this moment, he looked at Pivian and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Pivian, I think I have told you that we have no other choice than Bartello Plane Prison. If you continue to spend time here, it will not be a good thing for you ..."

"Yes, Mr. Klein, I understand this, but ..." Pivian looked a little embarrassed. He glanced at Pamir, and said with a grimace, "Now our captain, Colonel Pamir, has returned ... "

"Head? Colonel Pamir?" The frown called Klein frowned, and he lowered his head slightly, his high collar covering half of his face.

"In other words, have you lost the command of this army, have you?"

The young man named Klein gave Pamir a deep look. He knew that the goblin had a higher position than Pivian, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his expression.

"So, Lieutenant Colonel Pivian, my cooperation with you is meaningless, Klein will leave now!"

"Wait a minute, this ... Master Klein ..."

When Klein was about to leave, Pamir stopped him.

At this time, Pamir already knew from Pivian's mouth that the necromancer called Klein was a lonely adventurer in order to return to the main plane through the Barlow plane channel.

Pivian also learned about the conspiracy of the Red Silk Army in his mouth.

Klein stopped.

Pamir also had his own consideration, and at this time he showed a friendly smile, "Master Klein, as you said, we have a common goal. With the addition of a strong person like you, I believe we are dealing with Batlos The ancient guardians of the prison also gained a little more power ... "

After hearing Pamir ’s words, Klein hesitated, "Yes, since the treasure of the Red Silk Legion has been proved to be a complete lie, we can only choose to go back, but as in the current situation, we should unite together to get through Working **** the space passage of the Batlos plane ... "

"Nothing wrong, otherwise who would stay in this ghostly place where birds don't **** ..."

Pamir said with a smile, "That's exactly it! I invited you to join as the head of the 75th Legion of the Goblin Empire! During the cooperation, all the soldiers of our 75th Legion took care of everything ..." Pamir smiled and turned to Ron. "This is Lord Ron. Like you, he is also a Necromancer. You are practicing the power of the same department. I believe there will be some common language ..."

"Hello, Lord Klein!"

Ron bowed slightly, and took the initiative to salute him. He looked humble, and he could feel that the other party had a powerful force no less than himself.

Klein glanced at Ron and said, "Oh," he nodded lightly, saying hello, and proudly said, "Lord, what race do you ... come from?"

"I am a human!" Ron said.

"Humans?" Klein frowned slightly, and then smiled, "You have cultivated undead magic to this point as a human being, which is pretty good, but unfortunately, you can never play undead magic to The most powerful level ... "

"Why?" He asked curiously for the first time.

"Because you are a human!"

After Klein said this, he had lost interest in speaking to Ron. His black robe showed off, and his body had disappeared. At this time, his faint voice came from the air.

"Mr. Pamir, as far as I know, countless adventurers are already on their way to the Battalian Plane Prison. If you ca n’t seize the time, then face the powerful ancient guardians alone ..."

"Yes, Master Klein, we will set off immediately!" Pamir saluted a military salute, his voice showing respect.

At this time, Frigga approached Ron and frowned. "Ron, how do I feel that this guy looks like a stink, are the Necromancers from the main plane all so proud?"

"This ..." Ron shrugged helplessly. "Maybe he is strong?"

Lafield also leaned in and whispered, "Ron, I don't seem to see his strength. If you match him, who would be stronger?"

Ron pondered for a while, and shook, "I don't know, I haven't fought against the Necromancer of the same level!"

"That is to say, you are not sure to deal with him ..." Laffield looked at Klein's back in the distance and said to himself, "This guy is a trouble after all. I don't know if it is my illusion. I always feel that he It seems to us ... some hostility ... "

Ron sighed and did not continue to discuss the subject of Laffield. In fact, he also felt that this Klein had a very familiar atmosphere, as if he had met it from somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. ...