When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 850

The flames of the explosion enveloped each other's escape pods, black smoke surged like dark clouds, and the metal fragments flying in the night sky reflected the flames, and finally fell together on the edge of the battlefield.

"...Commander? Well...my chance has come."

Witnessing the scene where the flagship escape pod fell, Yong Ye finally withdrew his thoughts, turned the accelerator, and rushed towards the place where the two escape pods fell amidst the roar of the engine.

First of all, goblins, because he likes the steel battleships with steampunk structures of the goblins.

The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke, the flames and the unspeakable stench of burning corpses made it hard to breathe, in the scene of corpses scattered across the field formed by corpses that were easily mass-produced...

The commander of the elves, Xinke (Xinku, Zhenhong) Nirvalen, who has won the title of the highest magician of the time "Corolla Qing", is like a wounded four-legged beast, using both hands from the victim. Climb out of the downed floating boat.

The huge roar of the shelling in the cabin caused her to temporarily lose her hearing. Although her body was scorched by the hot sand and black ash, she couldn't sit up. Her bloody long ears finally recovered their normal hearing. After that, only the screams and excited roars could be heard from all around.

Her field of vision was blocked in the darkness, and the screams and screams of her companions and enemies overlapped layer upon layer, coming from all directions and endlessly, making her unable to maintain her sanity, and she was always in a drowsy, half-dream and half-awake state.

The consciousness that was originally in a drowsy state finally regained consciousness, but still could only crawl forward with both hands.

...Myself, defeated?

Just define the world as you like, work for a long time in the dullness of doing nothing, lead the legion of the elves to exorcise and annihilate the goblins, this kind of work that was originally easy and free, finally met the challenge in life Lost for the first time.

Compared to the physical pain, Xinke Niervalen, a genius with unprecedented talent among the elves, found it even more difficult to believe that he would lose.

Trying to turn over and turn herself over, she faced the scorching hot sand and gravel, and looked up at the dim sky blankly. The pupils in the shape of Liuling were also extremely cloudy and dull.

The light that flashed in her eyes was the flashes of elf and goblin fleet warships and escape boats crashing and exploding.

Whether it was screaming or screaming before dying, whether it was the cry of victory or the cry of her companion's death, at this moment she couldn't think about it.

All kinds of inexplicable smells spread all over the battlefield, and she couldn't breathe because of the mixed smell, but she just unconsciously moved her eyes, which gradually regained some vitality, looking up at the sky that made everyone feel desperate.

At this moment, a man... a goblin male with a big sword came over. In the consciousness she still refused to understand, she could only stare blankly at the blade, and then swung the sword and chopped it down.

However... on the way to swing the sword, the sword suddenly exploded and shattered, snapping off from the middle.

Faced with such a scene, the man's eyes widened in astonishment, and then he turned his head up and laughed loudly for some reason.

She didn't know that the sword was something called "spiritual equipment" in goblins. It was a necessary catalyst for goblins to use magic, but now it was scrapped because it couldn't bear the excessive load.

Like Shinko Nilvalen, the strongest genius of the goblins, Ronnie Delaunay, is also the steel that the goblins never dreamed of. The fleet will suffer defeat... Now seeing how both sides are losing and hurting, I can't help but feel extremely happy because of this evenly matched battle, and in the end both sides will lose.

Not only the most warlike Flügel and Orcs...the other races are enjoying the war to the fullest even though life is a bit difficult, at least...most of them are like this.

Because this is God's will, and they abide by God's will, so they enjoy it with the Lord God.

Although the current Xinke Niervalen couldn't understand this, she didn't know anything at all, she was just idle and boring commanding troops to kill the enemy, just like playing a real-life war game.

The man who turned and left announced his name in the language of the elves with poor pronunciation——Ronnie Delaunayer.

"Play again next time, next time... I will kill you with my own hands."

After declaring this, Ronnie Delaunay, who was enjoying everything on the battlefield, turned and left with a big laugh again.

Among the corpses and the ruins of the battleship, Xinke Nierbalian was the only one left. Perhaps the contrast was too great, and she couldn't enjoy all of this as Ronnie Delaunay did for granted.

Soldiers scattered around would immediately rush over when they saw the enemy, but if they were lying on the ground in such a messy environment, they would be relatively unobtrusive.

Because the entire battle line had completely collapsed, the surface was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the battlefield was full of flames. There was no order and a messy battlefield.

Just when Xinke Nirbalian injected strength into her limbs that had finally recovered some strength, and wanted to get up, she suddenly noticed a human riding a strange guy in front of her sight, driving towards her , unconsciously muttered.

"…what?"

At subsonic speed, they rushed towards the escape pods where the leaders of the two parties fell, but someone was finally free on the way, or in other words, an elf finally shot Yong Ye.

Because the style of the dragon ride is too strange, and it looks like an improved version of the goblins, so I think that Yong Ye is a kind of self-explosive sapper of the goblins, and steals the clothes of their comrades who died in battle, so I confront Yong Ye, the high-speed A moving human casts an attack spell.

But Yong Ye took a quicker step, raised his hand and pointed at his head with his index finger in the air, then formed a magic circle on his fingertips and cast out a sniper technique, causing the golden beam of light to penetrate the opponent's brain first.

It was this pre-emptive counterattack that made Yong Ye, who used magic that had no elves but had similar magic damage, become the focus on the battlefield, and... the target of public criticism.

A large number of messy magic attacks, Yong Ye used the march of the dead as a pioneer to break through the obstacles of magic, and rode like a horse to harvest. It was supposed to be a smooth journey, but who would have thought that the dragon riding under the crotch would accidentally run over the goblins? Fragments of the spiritual outfit...

The fragments of the spiritual outfit exploded in an instant, destroying the anti-explosion tires of the Dragonrider, leaving only the twisted and deformed wheels, shaking like a car, and the speed dropped to a maximum of only 80 kilometers per hour. If you accelerate, the wheels will fall apart.

"...Why do problems always occur at critical moments? Is my luck really that bad?"

Depressed, I don't know what to say, because I don't want to abandon this dragon ride that can be repaired with a concept-tampering curse. Summoning slimes is too conspicuous in this kind of place, Yong Ye can only sigh and maintain a constant speed , avoiding the scattered fragments of spiritual equipment and moving towards the target.

Crossing the chaotic battlefield is definitely not an easy task. Ordinary humans would die in this magical battlefield just by the shock wave, but Yong Ye protected the dragon rider and forcibly opened a way.

In this extremely chaotic, chaotic battlefield where groups of three and five fight to a regiment, Yongye inevitably thinks of the battlefields he has experienced in the past. Relying on his own will to enter the battlefield again.

"It's really the innocence of youth..."

After giving a brief evaluation of his past self, he arrived at the escape cabin of the goblin flagship, but there was nothing there. He stopped the car and ran inside the mechanical cabin, but he also found nothing.

In the cabin full of flames, only charred corpses existed, and no living goblin was found.

"..."

Wordlessly exiting the escape pod, Yong Ye glanced around, then went out to cycle again, heading towards the escape pod of the elf flagship on the other side.

Just when he wondered whether his luck would be so bad that neither commander could find him, he happened to find a miserable-looking man with injuries all over his body and looking like he was still alive in front of the strangely shaped elf escape pod. A female elf with multiple fractures and scars all over her body.

According to the femininity of the elves and the pattern of flowers on the opponent's head, Yong Ye can roughly judge that if there is no accident, this is the commander of the elves.

"…what?"

The female elf who tried hard to get up, Xin Ke Nilvalen stared blankly at Yong Ye who rode a broken car and wore the robe of an elf spellcaster.

"I'm nothing, I...forget it."

Yong Ye heaved a sigh of relief when half of the target was discovered, and in a happy mood, he stopped the car and walked to the elf commander who seemed to be dying, and communicated with him in fluent elf language.

"If you have to define it, you can regard me as a knight, although it is the kind of knight with a purpose, um... Maybe it should be called a black knight in this case?"

"...Knight? What?"

"Are there no knights in this world? Well...it seems that there are no..."

Thinking about it carefully, examining his memory, Yong Ye realized that this was a boring world without knights, brave men, or heroes.

"this world?"

Even in this case, Xinke Niervalian keenly grasped this keyword.

"Ah...don't worry too much, I want to ask you for help with some minor matters, in return I will take you away from the battlefield."