Thinking of this, Falai felt more and more that the strength of Ellan Hill was really terrifying - in the most powerful era, the elven race could not do such a thing as annihilating the opponent with only a few people in the face of thousands of demon troops.

However, since you are here to help, you must have an attitude of helping. He clamped his unicorn in the belly with both feet and rushed out of the phalanx first, leaving a fluttering sentence: "Call back to General Durando, the commander of Ellan Hill, and tell him that there will be no casualties!" ”

If, in the face of these thousands of demons who are barely breathing, the elven race is killed or injured again, then they are not worthy of being looked up to by humans for thousands of years.

Falai, who is in the lead, is a magician who is even more powerful than Long Sadelai, and the unicorn under his crotch is also placed elsewhere, which is enough to deter countless people's high-level magical beasts.

I saw several magic arrays suddenly appear around Falai, and high-level magic such as energy pouring began to harvest the lives of those chaotic demon troops on the beachhead.

The demon general who has reached the end of his rope cannot be Falai's opponent even in his heyday, and now that he is like a lost dog, he is not Falai's enemy.

He had barely managed to catch Falai's head-on blow when he was hit by a torrent of magical energy that followed, screaming and turning into ashes.

The people who followed Falai were also the great mages of the elven clan, and although they were not as strong as Falai, they were more than enough to deal with a demon general.

The magic energy of the remaining demon generals had long been consumed by the human artillery fire, and now they couldn't deal with the magic attacks they were familiar with.

They were exhausted by the fierce attacks of the elves, and one by one they fell on the corpses of their kind, becoming the ghosts of unicorns.

The situation on the battlefield is really one-sided, and the remaining demon ordinary troops are certainly no match for the dwarven warriors.

The battle on the beach was soon over, and everything fell silent, except for the black water lapping against the piles of mutilated corpses on the beach.

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"Teacher!" Pushing open the heavy iron door, Wilhelm carried his briefcase and walked into the room where Frentsberg was being held with a smile.

Having lost his freedom and unable to even move, Frenzberg lay on the bed, looking at the TV screen, and did not speak.

In the news broadcast, some scenes of the battle of Ferry City were played, and the war correspondents on the front line, almost in real time, transmitted the battle situation back to the rear.

"The magic eye erupted, and the counterattack of hundreds of thousands of demon armies won so easily......" I don't know if I was sighing or asking rhetorically, Frentzberg said in a slow tone.

He is now unable to express his emotions with facial expressions, so much so that even the tone of his speech is unpredictable.

It can be said that he has lost all the pleasures of a human being, does not need to eat, cannot enjoy any touch—and even the basic abilities of a man are gone.

"There may be more news on my side, we have already taken down the demon's floating city, and now there is a huge 'artificial island' outside the ferry city......" William smiled and mentioned the situation of a day's battle.

At the Academy of Sciences, there are also many researchers who have stopped their work. I heard that the front line has captured a lot of demonic technical information, and their academy will spare people to sort out these materials from beginning to end.

At the very least, it is necessary to discern that the study of those demons is backward and outdated, and to use it in this regard to carry out more targeted strikes against demons.

On the other hand, it is also necessary to master the advanced technical research directions of demons, and strive to surpass demons in these directions, or learn from the advanced technological achievements of demons to make up for their own shortcomings.

It is foreseeable that in the next few dozen days, their academy will have a lot of things to do, and William, as the dean, will also be very busy.

"It's really strong...... Defeated the demonic floating city and defeated hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of demonic armies...... It's so strong. Frenzberg said this again.

He was actually smiling bitterly in his heart, smiling bitterly that he had betrayed such a powerful empire. He never imagined that those demons, who were so numerous that they were desperate, would lose so completely, and lose so deservedly.

For him, such irony could no longer make him depressed. Because he has experienced too many things, lost too many things, and has long been numb to these problems such as faces.

"Teacher, you asked me to bring a notebook, I brought it." William smiled and sat on the desk next to the bed, pulled a thin laptop from his briefcase, flipped out the screen, and flipped the switch.

"This is the latest laptop launched by Royal Technology, with a market price of more than 300,000 gold coins, which is quite expensive. That is, I like electronic products, and the salary is still high, so I can afford it. Speaking of the laptop, William's words were clearly filled with pleasure.

This laptop is indeed very expensive, a lot more expensive than a regular brand car. However, it does offer great value for money, powerful performance and great looks.

"......" Frenzberg turned his face and saw the "notebook" opened by William, and really wanted to scold - the notebook he said was not this kind of notebook! Anyway, this thing...... What the hell is it?

Frenzberg had never seen a laptop, and when he defected from Irlanhill, Ellenzberg's computer was still a top-secret project.

Where like now, many people can see computers in their homes, and the Internet has entered thousands of homes in Iran Hill.

Back in the day, computers were the size of a house, and they used transistors and electrons.

But now, LSI has become the standard, and human computer chips can be the size of a fingernail - not only laptops, but now Ilan Hill's mobile phones are smart!

"This thing keeps track of what I'm going to tell you?" Frenzberg asked timidly—but his voice was toneless, hoarse and mechanical, much worse than a god puppet.

In fact, both the puppet empire and the Irlanhill empire have long had the technology to make puppets speak with an intonation. But the body of this god puppet that Telavish prepared for Frentzberg is an incomplete scrap, which is why there are so many flaws.

As for Ellan Hill - after the capture of Frenzberg, of course, no one would have the leisure to change the parts configuration of a traitor's puppet body, so Frenzberg has been crippled until now.

"Of course, it's very simple." William connected a small microphone to the laptop's audio input jack and opened up another piece of software: "It can record and translate the recorded words into a standard format, which is very convenient." ”

"Won't there be anything missing?" Frenzberg asked with some concern as he looked at the small microphone.

"Don't worry, I'll check again, teacher." William hit enter and began recording and converting text.

"You're always so meticulous...... William, you are a true scholar, much better than me. Frenzberg complimented him again, and his words appeared in the document, both in short sentences and in terms of diction.

"It's already started, teacher." William pointed to the computer screen with some embarrassment, and reminded Frentzberg: "What you say now has been recorded in the file." ”

"Really? It's so convenient. Frenzberg read again, and then officially began his story: "I have been exposed to some puppet-making techniques in the puppet empire. There is nothing special about these technologies, and many people know the secrets. ”

"However, I later heard from some crazy scholars about some forbidden magical techniques...... For example, the puppet empire has been trying to eliminate the influence of the Eye of Magic on low-level golems! ”

"They have received some inspiration from the god puppet, since the spiritual power infused into the human being, or a part of the mind, can counteract the influence or control of the magic eye on the puppet, then it is enough to use technology to find a way to instill spiritual power into each puppet."

"It can't be! Magicians themselves are very scarce resources, and there are even fewer high-level magicians, and there can't be too many god puppets......" William shook his head and said, "This is determined by the number of high-level magicians!" ”

"yes, that's common sense!" Wrenzberg agreed with William, but he continued: "But the puppet empire has not given up! Their study of human psychic power is full of sins, ten thousand times darker than the dark side of Iran Hill! ”

"Countless corpses always make something beautiful." Frenzberg said to himself, completely ignoring the wonderful expression on William's face.

In fact, in William's position, of course, he also knows a lot of Iran Hill's secret research - many of which are items that normal people would be afraid of and even nauseous to the point of vomiting after hearing about them.

These include forbidden development of soldier flesh enhancement technology, hybrid hybrid technology between Warcraft and human genes, and so on.

"When my soul was tormented, I realized something by chance." Once again, Frenzberg said: "What if mortals' souls, or spiritual powers, could also be extracted? Guess what's going to happen? ”

"It can't be!" William looked at Flensberg in horror, and in a voice that was so nervous that it changed its tone, he said in a loud surprise: "They will die!" Their mental power is not enough to support a complete puppet! ”

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