Ride and Cut

The Goblin Giant God Soldiers lying around seemed like fallen giants, and from the huge rusted components and weapons, there was still a glimpse of the past.

Li Cha walked through it, touched these exaggerated ancient creations with his own hands, and clearly felt awe-inspiring power and majesty.

It's hard to imagine what kind of wisdom and fame it took to create these majestic giants 10,000 years ago. It is a pity that in the face of the erosion of time, everything is powerless to resist after all, and it is reduced to a passing cloud and no longer exists.

Up to now, no matter how much you continue to entangle, nothing can be changed. Li Cha can only repeat over and over again that there are times when things must happen in life, and there is no time to force things in life. The cooked duck that slipped to his hand flew away in a daze, otherwise he was afraid that he would die of distress.

"Let's go to the second floor and have a look." Liola suggested.

The goblin was calm about everything from the beginning to the end, and looked at the wreckage of giant soldiers all over the ground with more curiosity than regret, without the hysterical heartache of the lord of the mountain castle.

Li Cha nodded viciously with a gambler-like mentality, and pushed the wheelchair along the spiral slope to the next floor.

"The second floor stores the most advanced steel needle armor-piercing enchanted ballista, which also uses burning spider silk sacs to provide steam power." Liola flipped through the pamphlet and said in amazement, "This weapon can concentrate the terrifying energy provided by thirty-two pairs of gear sets on a small finger-sized steel needle. The power is naturally extremely terrifying. It is said that there is no shield that it cannot penetrate."

"It records that there was an amazing record of hunting Titans from 5,000 yards away. I think it may be bragging, but it should be very powerful."

The lord's laughter was very strange, like a man with epilepsy.

Sure enough, he could only see piles of debris in front of him. Although it is barely enough to see the original appearance, if you want to reproduce the peak power recorded back then, unless the Creator God can reverse time and space and go back to at least eight thousand years ago.

In short - no play.

In all fairness, the ancient goblins possessed the technology to perfectly seal weapons for two thousand years, which is far more than a star and a half better than human beings. At least the three major countries will never be able to do it.

I never expected that the difficulty of the "stowager" project was beyond expectations. When finally a lucky person came back here as planned, the distance between him and his nearest ancestor was not only 2,000 years, but a full 10,000 years!

If 30 years can turn Mei Jiao'e into a yellow-faced woman, 500 years can complete the cycle of country development and destruction, and 3000 years is enough to witness the rise and fall of a race.

Then, with the deviation of eight thousand years, there are too many things that can be changed!

During these eight thousand years, the goblin ruins were hidden in unknown corners, everything was decaying, and in the end there was only a chicken feather left.

The rich inheritance that once made the emperor so excited that he had a cerebral hemorrhage can't satisfy even a beggar now.

"Next floor!" Li Cha was like a red-eyed gambler, about to turn over with his last wife.

"The third layer is the systematic technical data, which records the most important and representative achievements of the goblin civilization. According to the records in the brochure, it has a more precious value than the upper two layers." After finishing reading, Lia raised her head and looked at Li Cha worriedly, "That... are you okay?"

This time, I didn't even find the debris, only the paper ash covering the ground. Stepping in, smoke and dust billowed everywhere, as if it was a dream that was crushed and shattered.

"Me!" The lord clutched his heart, so sad and angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Do you want to go to the next floor?" Liola asked cautiously while sitting on the wheelchair.

"Don't talk, let me take it easy."

It is said that a true warrior dares to face dripping blood, tragic experience and impermanent fate. There is no doubt that Richard is such a warrior.

After experiencing three consecutive ups and downs of heaven and hell in an instant, he now feels that he is in a trance and has a tendency to see through the world of mortals, everything is just like a dream.

So even if the fourth floor is still full of wreckage, it can no longer shake his mind at all. The lord who wanted to understand this pushed Liola to move on, with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy.

Then he saw the fourth floor, which wasn't even wrecked, empty and spotless, as if the cleaning crew had just left.

"This layer is a defense mechanism set up by goblin wise men." Liola lowered her head and read to the booklet. "Just recite the incantation, and the goblin itself can be properly protected. And this layer will switch on the extreme cold and heat until all other creatures are killed, so as to prevent the restoration heritage from being hijacked by outsiders."

He shrugged, "Obviously, I should be the target of protection, but you are the target of attack."

The lord didn't panic at all after hearing this, he laughed, "It must be broken, right?"

Liao La pointed to the corner of the wall expressionlessly, where a small round lamp was emitting a steady green light.

This is the color that represents vitality, so it is often adopted by all races as a symbol of success, and it seems that goblins are no exception.

"No, not really."

"Falke!" Li Cha didn't move while supporting the wheelchair, but his muscles tensed undetectably.

He didn't feel the other party's hostility, which was the only reason why he hadn't killed the killer yet.

But if necessary, as a brilliant swordsman. It is no exaggeration for Li Cha to say that this weak and sickly goblin will never have the chance to say a word, and he will kill him on the spot and annihilate all vitality!

The site is located in the volcanic ridge, and the original environment was quite warm and even a little hot. But at this moment, the chill of death is raging, as if suddenly turning from midsummer to severe winter!

Liola turned around slowly, made a gesture of relaxation to the lord of the Alpine Fort, and said in an extremely slow voice: "I won't do that."

"Oh?" The lord didn't relax at all because of this.

A truly strong man will never entrust his fate to the pity of others, and he is no exception.

"Because I'm about to die." Liola sighed, the excitement just now disappeared, her face was full of depression and bitterness, "It's that simple - the vision of the revival of the race by the wise men of the earth is great, but I'm about to die, and a dying person can't bear that."

"Don't be so pessimistic." Li Cha's tone softened a little.

He has always been soft rather than tough, the more others threaten him, the stronger he becomes, but the occasional show of weakness can arouse the remaining pity in his heart.

This temperament may seem irrational to some, but to others it is a quality more precious than gold.

"Talent can help me resist the sequelae of the psychic storm inherited in my blood and keep my mind clear, but this kind of help is not free!" Liola shook her head and said in great pain, "Every moment must be at the price of burning the most original self!"

"I thought you were completely immune."

"Unfortunately, not." Liola lowered her head and stared at her shriveled palm. "That kind of madness is like a shadow. It never leaves me. It haunts and bites my soul relentlessly day and night. It is persecuting me, trying to make me yield and make me weak!"

The lord could not help but remain silent—the price was too heavy.

If life is a half-acre square pond, then "self" is the water stored in it. From birth to growth, the water level gradually rises; from old age to death, the water level drops.

Right now, Liola has an additional leaking crack, so the situation is naturally very bad. And what's worse is that this kind of loss can't be made up for even the holy light magic.

"As my wisdom grows, so does the power of the shadow, which has gradually become irresistible to me in recent years!" Liola continued.

"Then can't you stop increasing your wisdom?" Li Cha looked at the goblin coldly, thinking that this guy must have something in his head.

Even if the time to revive the goblin is not yet ripe, there is absolutely no need to toss yourself to death. For him, Liola must try his best to avoid the growth of wisdom. If he can live one more day, he may be able to wait for a turnaround.

Liola was so stunned by this question that she didn't speak for a long time, and finally she reluctantly responded: "That...that's not something I can control."

His expression is that of a person who has experienced the cycle of seasons, trying to explain to summer bugs what ice is.

"Oh." The lord nodded - he didn't understand at all.

His doubts were written so plainly on his face that it was very difficult for the other party to ignore him.

"Just like you humans can't control yourself from growing taller, goblins can't control their brains to continue to grow." The goblin in the wheelchair finally straightened out his language, "This leads to faster and faster self-burning, and it gradually becomes difficult to support."

"Maybe I can help you solve this problem." The lord always felt that the system may not be able to do things that cannot be done by magic.

There are four attributes of strength, sensitivity, wisdom and charm, and dozens of scattered skills. It is uncertain which one can play a key role in turning decay into magic.

"Really?" Liola was obviously taken aback when she heard it at first.

After all, if something as illusory as "self" can be made up, doesn't that mean that immortality is entirely possible.

The goals that so many magisters and emperors have failed to achieve throughout the ages, it seems absurd to come out of the mouth of a small lord, but it doesn't look like he is joking.

"Thank you, but there's no need." Faced with the choice between life and death, this skinny and weak goblin showed complete calmness, "If even the most fundamental self is supplemented by external objects, even if I can live for a while, will I still be me?"

Am I still me?

The lord was immediately at a loss for words. He never cared about this kind of philosophical question that would make people sleepy, so he couldn't answer it at all.

"How long can you last?" He asked a more realistic question.

"A few days, or to be more optimistic, a few weeks." Liola raised her eyebrows. "I knew a long time ago that I don't have much time. After Sargerei's death, I drank desperately, not only for the pain of his departure, but also to numb the fear of facing complete sinking. But now, I have decided to quit drinking."

"Does it still make sense?" Li Cha asked subconsciously.

In the traditional concept, if the end of life is inevitable, one should seize the time to eat and enjoy as much as possible. To be honest, if one day it was the lord's turn to face death, he would definitely not think about giving up drinking.

"Seeing this at the last moment is a perfect curtain call for my short life." Liola looked around, eyes filled with undisguised nostalgia, "From now on, I also have a source of strength to support my inner world, and I don't have to be paralyzed by alcohol anymore. Even if there is only half an hour left, I hope I can get through it with a new attitude."

Li Cha tasted the product carefully and was in awe.

This is a fighter who has never been completely defeated in the face of cruel fate. It is undoubtedly a humiliation to judge him from the layman's point of view.

"Master Richard, it's hard to express my gratitude to you in words." Liola smiled slightly, and her goblin-like exaggerated facial features softened a little. "As a gift, I decided to give you the secret of this fortress."

"If possible, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." The lord shook his hand with a very complicated mood.

Li Cha felt that the goblin ruins were his own private property from the beginning to the end, but he had to admit that Liu La's understanding had surpassed his.

"That's probably going to be difficult." The goblin said briskly while sitting in the wheelchair. "Maybe you think that since all the inventory has been destroyed, the value of this fortress will be greatly reduced, but it's not the case."

"The most precious treasure is this floating fortress itself."

"What did you say?" Li Cha's pupils shrank suddenly.

His heart suddenly beat fast, throbbing in his chest like a drum. A strange sense of excitement spread along the tailbone to the whole body, making him clenched his fists.

"You heard me right, it's a floating fortress." Liola's face was full of pride, "This is the greatest masterpiece of the goblin era, the highest crystallization of steam technology, and the condensation of supreme wisdom."

"For 10,000 years, the core steam ball has absorbed endless energy and elements from the magma, and has maintained normal operation and self-repair. It is still intact. This is a unique treasure, with enough power to push the entire fort into the sky!"

"Damn it!" The lord took a deep breath and almost couldn't help but jumped up on the spot.

As a citizen deeply influenced by modern civilization, he certainly knows the significance and status of advanced power sources.

"Also, remember the lift we took when we came down?"

"Of course." Richard was impressed by the extremely tough white stone, and he planned to get some back to repair the castle, which must have an amazing defense.

"It's actually a very common material, but you're sure you won't be able to guess it." Liola didn't make any fuss, and then said, "Smoke, smoke that can be seen but can't be touched."

"How is it possible?" The lord could not help but wonder if Liola was making fun of him.

How could the White Stone Terrace, which is as tough as steel and comes with quick repairs, be an ethereal smog!

"There is a very strange piece of magic equipment in the fortress. According to records, it can emit a kind of earthy yellow light, which has the wonderful effect of condensing smoke like iron."