Chapter 533 Thunder Warrior (8000)

November 15th.

Bay collar.

Bay City, Underground Laboratory.

Groups of disabled adventurers were lying on temporary operating tables, waiting silently.

The original incomplete parts have been cut open again.

Doing so is not only equivalent to uncovering the scars from the past, but also allows them to experience the painful and powerless feeling again.

However, there was no fear on every adventurer's face, but instead revealed endless expectations.

Before they came to the Gulf Territory, they just wanted to give it a try and find a job that would give them gold coins for free.

Anyway, with their current mutilated bodies, they are no longer able to participate in the battle.

However, fate played another joke on them.

Bay Ridge really didn't need them in the fight, and didn't even modify the "loophole" propaganda because of their physical deficiencies.

The Gulf Territory really found jobs for them and provided professional training for the adults in the Gulf Territory.

Moreover, they also offered more salary than they imagined, with an average of 3 gold coins per month.

Originally, in their view, the Gulf Territory's plan to train adults into professionals had basically no chance of success.

You know, the reason why major forces, organizations, and even churches prefer to select children between the ages of 6 and 15 for training.

This is because humans during this period are in a critical period of rapid physical change and growth.

Starting from this stage to lay the foundation, with only a minimum investment of resources, energy, and money, there is a 30% probability of cultivating professionals.

It is not impossible for adults to become professionals, but it requires more resources and energy, and the probability will be even lower.

But once the work began, they discovered they were wrong.

Under normal circumstances, even for regular soldiers in the territory, the lord would not be willing to invest too many resources.

At most, let them eat enough and train once every three days. Forget about meat and so on. At most, they should drink some bone soup.

In this case, out of 100 people, at most one or two will become professionals.

This is still the group with the best chance of success.

What about the Gulf Territory?

As long as they are willing to participate in weekend training, they can eat meat every meal, as well as specially allocated magic food.

Such a luxurious investment of resources is much better than the training and supplement they received after becoming professionals.

The effect is really good.

After about half a year of training.

The first batch of civilians with relatively good talents and basic skills successfully became professionals with a 12% probability.

Most of them chose to take the soldier assessment. Although not many passed, it also inspired others.

If they can become professionals, so can others!

This kind of training is naturally becoming more and more popular and the scale is getting bigger and bigger.

They also used their personal connections or came forward to speak out and attract other adventurers to the Gulf Territory.

No matter what, thanks to the excellent training results, the salaries and bonuses paid to them by the lord are increasing.

These adventurers originally thought that no matter how rich the Gulf Territory was, this kind of "wasteful" cultivation regardless of cost would not be able to sustain it for long.

But they never expected that the food and resources provided by the Gulf Territory would actually get better and better.

At first, it was konjac and meat.

Gradually, it became enough for me to have enough nutrition and take one nutritional medicine a day.

Until now, the meat of the swamp giant crocodile and the magic-rich mulberries have been added.

Judging from the scale of training in Bay City, the investment in monthly training is as high as 200,000 gold coins.

The adventurers were doubtful for a time.

These citizens who usually participate in work create value and benefits.

Not as much as the money the lord spent on them!

The adventurers were envious at first, envious of their luck in meeting a good lord.

Until they received the order from the Lord.

"Train well, the better you maintain your condition, and if your strength can be improved, you will get better treatment."

Regarding the Lord's statement, the adventurers also felt that they should set an example to other territorial citizens.

But gradually, Arnold, who managed them, "quietly" revealed a piece of news to them.

before being selected.

"The lord has a way to cure everyone's physical defects. The stronger the strength and condition, the greater the chance of being selected..."

After being selected.

"If you successfully complete the treatment, you will have the opportunity to join the special force formed by the Lord."

"Even if things don't go well, don't worry too much. At least there will be no problems in life."

In the lounge next to them.

Arnold was explaining to the adventurers and soldiers who were awake.

"Your usual training and hard work have paid off, and the operation was a success."

They were so excited that they couldn't help but feel a mixture of sadness and joy as they looked at the limbs that were slowly growing and taking shape in the petri dish.

Arnold naturally knew them very well, and waited until their emotions calmed down a bit before continuing to explain:

"Normally, everyone is still at their respective jobs, and training will be arranged for everyone at other times."

"The changes in the body are covered by the mechanical limbs equipped by the lord, so we must keep them a secret."

"As for the family, we will arrange to sign a magic confidentiality contract and get some compensation."

"Finally, congratulations to everyone for regaining their lives. The bright future has just begun."

I was busy until night.

Yaya and Matthew had just finished the last operation.

Returning to the core area of ​​the laboratory, Matthew and Yaya had a delicious meal.

This is their habit. As long as they don't pursue enjoyment, they can still live a better life.

Aini, who had recorded a lap, came back excitedly.

She carefully inspected every operation unit to check the physical defects to ensure that the most authentic and effective information was recorded.

Aini is so concerned because she wants to study better.

Compared to other El elves, Ani takes the prospect of surgical transformation very seriously.

Of course, as the first El Elf to undergo surgery, she also needed to keep detailed records.

That's right, after the Silver Moon family obtained the Tree of Life sapling, Aini was fully responsible for the contact with the Gulf Territory.

Aini, who had made a lot of preparations for this, immediately brought nearly 50 El elves who needed surgical treatment and quickly arrived at the Gulf Territory.

And, Ani is ready.

Once the operation is successful, Aini is even planning to send the families of these elves over.

This is a force that belongs to Aini alone.

During these days in the Gulf Territory, she has deeply understood a truth.

Even within the same group, everyone has their own demands and wants to obtain their own benefits.

After finishing the record and summary of the operation, Aini suppressed the exclamation in her heart and said to Matthew and Yaya:

"There are a total of 573 surgical units, and all of them have met the minimum surgical standards,"

"A total of 512 numbers can enter the next stage and return to normal after 3 days, which requires two weeks of data recording."

"Four people experienced severe reactions. After observation, their condition gradually recovered and returned to normal in about two weeks."

"The three ogres are in good condition, and there are signs that a second head appears."

"The 12 gray dwarves are in good condition. The changes in their body shape have been told to be covered by ashes."

"The 15 trolls are in good condition, their agility has been greatly improved, and their intelligence has also been improved to a certain extent."

"The 30 Catachan soldiers are in good condition. Their attributes have been greatly improved, and their self-healing abilities are quite suitable."

"The 50 elves are in good condition. Their strength and physique have been greatly improved, and their agility has been further improved. They need to strengthen their thinking training."

"The 402 humans are in good condition, and all attributes have been greatly improved. They need to undergo unified specialty training."

"..."

Aini, who has put in a lot of hard work, is already very familiar with the overall surgical process and records.

Matthew would occasionally let her in on the progress and condition of the surgery.

Counting this batch of reformed warriors, the number of reformed warriors in the Gulf Territory has reached 800.

In addition to the more than 100 special units, Matthew did not want to arrange for all of the remaining 700 people to enter the military camp.

The first is to hide their strength, and the second is because other units also need these modified warriors.

Moreover, as his understanding of the transformation warriors deepened, Matthew discovered that even the same type of transformation surgery had completely different effects.

Physical type, strength type, agility type.

Three major categories with distinctive characteristics have been clearly distinguished.

Matthew has never been one to wait for problems to arise before figuring out how to solve them.

Ignoring it now will cost you more time and energy in the future.

Most reformed warriors are accustomed to integrating into battles in military formations and can serve as the anchor of the team.

Matthew will not force them to change, forceful melons are not sweet, and the strength of the army does need to be improved.

Fighting within the Netherese Empire is uncommon, but not impossible.

A powerful army can greatly increase the enemy's combat costs and form a powerful deterrent.

Just like those pirates…

For these transformed warriors, more tactics and tactics will be arranged for them in the future.

This requires Angela and other army commanders to study in battle after battle.

Transformed warriors with higher potential, more flexible fighting styles, will become the sharp knives in Matthew's hands.

Targeting high-risk, high-value, and high-flexibility mission objectives.

Matthew decided to form a special operations team-Thunder Warriors!

"Provide them with psychological counseling as soon as possible, and we must always pay attention to this issue."

Matthew warned Aini, and while the latter was taking notes, he turned to Sera and asked:

"How is the production of Thunder Armor going?"

When Aini heard this, her ears pricked up involuntarily.

Aini, who has seen the powerful power of those 20 sets of magic armor, knows the power of this kind of armor.

It can greatly improve strength, provide powerful defense capabilities, and is even very "light".

Paired with the already powerful transformation warriors, it becomes even more powerful!

In order to manufacture "Thunder Armor", the Gulf Territory gathered a group of extremely outstanding researchers.

Thinking back on the experimental process over the past few days, Sera expressed her feelings in detail:

"The reinforcement and defense capabilities are very good, and the attack power is also very strong. There is still a shortcoming in energy storage, and the weight is a bit heavy..."

Matthew nodded silently, and the manufacturing of the Thunder Armor began to take shape, but it still needed time to polish.

However, there is not much time left for them.

After taking a sip of the chilled mulberry juice, Matthew said to Sera:

"Bring more people to try it on. If you have any problems, report them to the researchers in a timely manner. Things have to be worn on your bodies, and you have the most say."

"Restrict their behavior well, and when they start training, their identities will be unified."

"Now that they have decided to join the Gulf Territory and have shown determination, they are now part of the Gulf Territory."

With a daze flashing before his eyes, Sera nodded firmly and said in a determined tone:

"Understood, I will talk to them carefully."

Sera's pun deeply touched Aini next to her.

She hesitated for a while, but still refrained from saying anything. The situations of both parties were different, and she had her own responsibilities.

"Yeah, I'm going to take a look at the Thunder Armor. Sister Aini, can you come with me?"

Yaya, with gleaming eyes and a cup of cream ice cream in one hand, extended an invitation to Aini.

Nodding without hesitation, Aini picked up Yaya, glanced at the lord who was browsing the arcane newspaper, and sneaked over.

Noticing her little movement, Matthew's lips curved into a faint smile, looking at the page of the Arcane Newspaper, he couldn't help but admire:

"What a talent!"

The Gulf collar recruitment "advertisement" that I paid for not only continued to be ranked first, but also thoughtfully added information such as "refugee," "poor," "slave," and "adventurer."

Matthew had a vague feeling that the other party seemed to have some grasp of the development of the Gulf Territory.

Is this a reminder?

Or a "threat"?

Matthew hoped it was the former. He rubbed his fingertips gently, thinking about the blockade of the Bay Territory, and said to himself with a smile:

"You think we are easy to bully?"

"Then let's give you some surprises!"

These guys are so full, they have to find something to do.

In the past, Matthew would not have been touched by this and would have just wanted to settle down and farm well.

But now it seems that if you don't mess with others, others will always want to mess with you.

Then strike first to gain the upper hand!

Two days later.

Sewington.

A "grapevine" is being widely circulated.

It was first reported by the Adventurer's Guild. After several rounds of dissemination, it became news that shocked all spellcasters:

"In the middle of the Gray Mountains in the New World, a very large mithril mine was discovered, stretching for dozens of kilometers. Many areas are open-pit mines..."

As this news spread more and more widely, the entire Seventon was boiling.

Even though the Netheril Empire is located in the Loken mining area, there are four or five large rare metal veins in it, and the output is extremely rich, which is a helpful helper for the development and expansion of the empire.

You know, in order to ensure the solidity and stability of the floating city.

The central area inside the city is supported by a sturdy, oversized metal structure.

It can not only prevent it from falling apart after being attacked, but also resist the effects of spells to a certain extent.

Only the Loken mining area, known as the treasure land, has only one small mithril vein, the quality is not very high, and the output is relatively low.

After so many years of mining, it is on the verge of exhaustion.

The reason why the Netheril Empire expanded everywhere and developed the demiplane was to find more mithril veins.

This rare metal is called "the cornerstone of magic".

It is the main material for refining Thorium.

Thorium, named "goddess metal".

Its birth is hailed as a gift from the goddess of magic.

Without it, several of the most important strategic weapons of the entire Netheril Empire could only fall into a "standstill" state.

Therefore, when they heard the news, all the spellcasters in Sewendon became excited.

Several elements.

New World, Gray Mountains, super large open-pit mines.

Everyone is a spellcaster. If the Gulf Leader can secretly use golems to mine veins, others will naturally do the same.

If this is a rumor, it will cause a lot of excitement in a few days and then disappear.

But in the next few days, more and more detailed information was revealed.

"Go ashore from Brave Continent City, walk 30 kilometers south to enter the Frozen Valley, and then proceed 362 kilometers southeast to reach the super-large mithril vein..."

"The quality is very high and can be sold and used directly after simple purification..."

"There are so many of them, they are everywhere. In addition to being careful of the rat-men, the frost trolls in the Gray Mountains are also a huge trouble..."

All kinds of situations are reflected in the information one by one, which naturally makes many spell casters excited.

Especially those spellcaster lords who have territories and can organize armies and armed forces will inevitably send people to investigate first.

There are also some powerful extraordinary arcanists who have taken the first step and arranged for the manpower to explore the new continent to explore the situation of the Thorium veins.

Interestingly, the news was quickly verified, and extremely high-quality thorium veins were indeed discovered in that area.

But in just a few days, almost all the news was gone.

There was an unmatched force that suppressed the spread of this news.

The spellcasters were not fools and quickly realized something was wrong.

Then, the ticket to the New World immediately increased by 1/3, and prices are still rising.

The pirate group that blocked the bay's outlet also secretly "disappeared" after unleashing a round of artillery bombardment.

Matthew, who got the news, looked at the "peaceful" Sewenton and those still "stubborn" territories, and whispered leisurely:

"Instead of killing each other in the future, it is better to fight against the demon army together and make due contributions to the development of the entire material plane."

Matthew can already imagine it.

When the major spellcaster lords of the Netheril Empire, the Sewenton Council, and even other kingdoms and organizations.

Send more troops, forces, and wealth than the original time and space to develop the resource-rich Gray Mountains.

Will they give up the development of the entire New World as before and let the demon wave ravage the entire northern part of the New World.

"I hope you will be willing to give up when the time comes!"

The pirate group had just left for two days.

The Bay Territory spent 2 million resources to purchase 20 magic cannons from the Dwarf Kingdom and placed them at the estuary.

Thousands of engineering team members.

Dozens of large engineering golems.

It took only 10 days.

A large sea fortress was built at the estuary.

Matthew specifically named it "Zhenhai".

The sword of Damocles hanging over his head disappeared, and the Gulf Territory immediately began to use force.

November 25.

Gulf Territory.

Misty Swamp.

The deepest part of the center.

Endless reeds swayed with the wind.

Occasionally, a few puddles and a few low grasses appeared.

Flocks of birds flew from the north and landed in the silent puddles.

Tens of thousands of gray-brown bison were leisurely passing through the reeds.

They will go to the plains in the southeast, where they will chase the fertile new grass and reproduce.

These bison are strong, and each adult male bison weighs thousands of kilograms.

Almost no predator dares to block their migration.

"Hiss...!"

The roar with terrifying majesty immediately caused the originally very quiet bison herd to fall into chaos.

The fear that had been engraved in their bones for thousands of years drove them to flee in all directions.

The originally impeccable marching formation immediately fell into chaos, and the strongest adult bison ran at the front of the team.

They fled from this land of death at the fastest speed.

The old and weak cattle in the back were inevitably in chaos.

Until this time, the cold-blooded monsters hidden in the mud swamp showed their ferocious fangs one by one.

Amid the sound of "splashing" water.

The huge head poked out from under the mud.

It had gray-green scales, shining in the sunlight.

The big mouth full of sharp teeth was filled with a dizzying stench.

The long neck was a full three or four meters high, and the lines of the neck muscles were as thick as half a bison.

One, two, three...

A full six heads blocked dozens of bison.

They all opened their mouths and spewed out dark green turbid acid.

The strong bison didn't even have time to escape or struggle. They just fell down screaming after being stained with a little acid.

The horrific killing lasted only a few dozen seconds.

The eyes with vertical pupils greedily watched the bison fleeing from the surroundings. After hesitating for a while, they lowered their heads again.

Several heads surrounded and bit a bison weighing hundreds of kilograms.

They exerted their strength together and tore it into several pieces in an instant.

The turbid blood and internal organs fell down, dyeing the mud bloody.

Each head swallowed hundreds of kilograms of meat, and they were naturally not satisfied. They continued to deal with the fallen bison one by one.

Most of the bison did not die, but could only tremble and wail helplessly.

The corrosive pain and paralyzing venom cut off their possibility of escape, and they could only wait for death to come.

More than ten bison were swallowed by these terrifying heads, and their originally slender necks became swollen at this moment.

The remaining bison will not die in a short time.

After digesting the food, these hideous heads will start the next meal.

It is the overlord of the misty swamp, the super predator at the top of the food chain here - the six-headed dragon lizard.

Slowly adjusting his breathing, staring at the head that was about to retract under the mud, Sera pulled the bow without hesitation.

The moment the bowstring was pulled, the surrounding environment began to slow down.

The slightly swaying reeds seemed to have pressed the slow button.

Full bow!

Shoot!

The rotating arrow flew out.

It was as fast as a gray lightning, and before the dragon lizard could react, it sank into the eyes of a head.

Puff!

After encountering a huge resistance, the moving metal arrow continued to twist and roll around, creating a terrifying tearing wound.

At the same time, the "paralysis" toxin buried in the arrow also began to take effect quickly, spreading along the broken blood tissue to all parts of the body.

"Roar...!"

The intense pain caused this hideous head to immediately sag down, hanging powerlessly in the mud, splashing water.

The other five heads roared wildly, aiming at the direction where the arrows were coming from.

It saw Sera, and driven by the intense pain, the five heads swung wildly.

The entire ground arched up, and the huge body connected to the six heads struggled to stand up.

Hualala!

Pieces of mud and sewage slid down from the huge body of the dragon lizard.

The limbs covered with black and blue scales slid quickly on the mud.

The strong and powerful claws with webbed objects showed a very strong thrust, allowing the huge body like a hill to slide and "run" in the soft mud.

The amazing speed was a few points faster than the desperate run of the bison.

Feeling the huge threat, Sera approached quickly and continued to draw the bow as usual.

The environmental changes slowed down again, representing Sera's peculiar ability.

This time, Sera was no longer aiming at the eyes on the head, but the bulging neck of the dragon lizard.

The six-headed dragon lizard, which was on guard, had an extremely good evasive ability.

The huge body had no way to dodge, but the mobile head was quite flexible.

Buzz!

The sound of the bowstring.

The flying arrow pierced the neck of the dragon lizard as fast as lightning.

The thick and solid scales were penetrated without exerting their strong defensive power.

However, compared to the fragility of the eyes, even if the neck was directly pierced, the dragon lizard's head turned around quickly as if it was not affected at all.

It stared at Sera's position.

If it was before, Sera would definitely turn around and run, at most using bows and arrows to contain and consume from a distance.

But now it is different.

"Thunder Warrior, attack!"

With a clear shout, Sera put away the bow and arrow and rushed forward at a very fast speed.

She ran towards the six-headed dragon lizard that opened its mouth wide and prepared to spit acid.

Bang!

Bang!

The flying armor-piercing crossbow arrows pierced into the sides of the six-headed dragon lizard's body when it was completely unprepared.

The surging and flashing thunder erupted beside the arrows.

The defenseless dragon lizard trembled violently.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sera, who had drawn her scimitar, had already approached.

Her steps were very fast, and the dark green armor on her body did not affect her movements at all.

The moment she approached the six-headed dragon lizard, she raised her knife and chopped without hesitation.

The six-headed dragon lizard, which had just recovered from the lightning strike, saw that this tiny insect dared to rush under its nose.

Unspeakable anger and pain rushed to its head in an instant.

It stood still quietly, allowing Sera's scimitar to chop at its chest.

And its ferocious big mouth had already opened directly, aiming at Sera who had nowhere to dodge in the air and began to accumulate power.

This giant beast with tenacious vitality is best at exchanging injuries for lives.

Unfortunately, it underestimated Sera.

A series of jumping arcs burst out from the dark green armor, jumping into the wounds cut by the scimitar.

"Roar...!"

The angry six-headed dragon lizard, enduring the severe pain of the electric shock, had no time to make the next move.

Four or five hidden figures suddenly rushed out from the reeds, each holding a sharp weapon and slashing at the legs of the six-headed dragon lizard.

The armor on their chests kept flashing with surging arcs, bringing unprecedented stimulation to this huge dragon lizard.

The dragon lizard, which was half a beat slower, suddenly lost the trace of Sera, and unspeakable panic surged in its heart.

It only felt a pain in its neck, and the sharp fine gold scimitar had already split the scale armor defense, and penetrated into it with jumping thunder.

Sera could clearly feel the trembling and contracting rhythm of this huge object.

The surging thunder was transformed into the power she controlled, paralyzing the monster again and again.

When the paralysis was about to fail, more and more figures rushed out of the reeds.

They were surrounded by surging thunder, and in a flash of lightning, they hit the six dragon lizards that could not dodge.

Seeing this scene, Huijin's pupils shrank slightly. He stroked the brand new thunder armor on his body, and more than one doubt emerged in his mind.

How do they stimulate thunder and lightning?

How do they store lightning?

Could it be that the territory has studied his thunder and lightning armor thoroughly?

Impossible!

Thinking did not affect Huijin's agile movements.

The dragon hunting crossbow, which required at least two people to operate in a short time, roared again.

Crack!

The rotating huge arrow pierced into the dragon lizard's leg fiercely.

This giant monster, which was ferocious just now, was severely injured in an instant and could not move.

Selah, who seized the opportunity, shouted in a sharp voice:

"Now!"

Several thunder warriors rushed over like lightning.

They held their spears high in their hands and pierced into its neck fiercely under the dragon lizard's eyes.

The angry dragon lizard twisted its head stubbornly, trying to kill the damn bugs with its deadly acid breath.

However, the Thunder Warriors led by Sera waited until it was full before attacking.

It was because of its swollen neck after eating that it was difficult to slip over and get the right angle in the first place.

So, the flexible Thunder Warriors had already jumped to avoid the dragon lizards who were trying to chase them, but they keenly noticed the mockery in their eyes.

"How dare these damn reptiles!"

A shadow flashed by, avoiding the sight of the dragon lizard's constantly shaking head, stuck in the process of a few tenths of a second, and jumped to the opposite side of Sera.

The two swung their swords at the same time!

Puff!

The spurting blood dyed the dragon lizard's vision red.

Three heads opened their mouths and fell to the ground.

Several balls of foul-smelling acid gushed out from the broken necks and fell on the back of the dragon lizard, corroding bursts of pungent green smoke.

The dragon lizard, with only the last two heads left, looked at Sera, who was wrapped in thunder, and Hartel, who had put away his sword, in panic.

It smelled the real dragon power on the two people and lowered its head humbly.

Anger is meaningless, it just wants to live well!

Sera, who put the sword back into the sheath, recalled the amazing blow of Hartel's sudden appearance, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"The first battle of the Thunder Warrior, victory!"

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