"DiDi Di Di"

In the cleared city of Nomorigen, a small robot with tracks, flashing red lights on its head, and a noisy sound sprinted through the gravel and bloodstained roads at a rapid pace, as if afraid of not being noticed, its screeching sound echoed back and forth in the empty city.

The stone palatin, which relied on sound hunting, was soon alarmed, and a running black shadow rushed towards the noisy warning robot from all directions, and realizing that the goal had been reached, the dwarf craftsmen who were far away in the central control room of Normagan immediately manipulated the robot to rush to the easternmost part of the city, where there was a large closed room that had been opened.

It was originally a warehouse used by the gnomes to store mechanical materials, and it should be considered Nomorigen's most valuable asset, but now, when the entire gnome kingdom is under mortal threat, the gnomes have shown great sacrifice, and they are ready to set a trap in that place to take out the invading stone palatins in one fell swoop.

"Of the 35 warning robots, 7 were destroyed, and the rest were driven to the warehouse with the attracted monsters."

Gnome master craftsman Gerbin. Sitting in his mechanical chair, moving up and down the central control room, observing the surveillance screen in front of him, this thing was full of a certain rugged beauty, and as it was running, sparks were constantly shining on the rivets of the steel structure, and there was some kind of strange sound, as if the next moment the thing would explode.

But actually, it works very well... At least in the eyes of the gnomes, this is normal.

"Click"

The master craftsman reached out and pressed the edge of his cool engineering goggles, and the next moment, the advisor McNeil, who was far away on the front line. Sema Prager's communication was connected, and over the radio, the two gnomes' brightest minds were exchanging details of the PUBG's adventure.

"Listen to me, McNeil, those monsters may be in your controlled area in 5 minutes, are the radiation bombs ready?"

"Zizi... The largest bomb is enough to destroy all the radiant water tanks in Dongcheng District at once, the high temperature will evaporate the radiant sewage, and the parameters of the illuminator we just adjusted are enough to form deadly radiation rays! ”

McNeill came to Mecatok's ears with a hint of excitement, and he screamed in a high-pitched voice characteristic of a gnome:

"Will we evacuate after the bombs are loaded, Mekatok, are the people evacuated? This thing will flood one-third of the city with deadly radiation! ”

"Most of the people have been placed in the steam hall and the mechanical path, and some have been sent to the surface, which are safe enough to wait until you detonate the bomb, McNeil, don't go back to the central control room! Go straight to the steam hall, I'll be waiting for you there! Good luck, my friend. ”

The master craftsman hung up the communication, he opened the black lenses of his goggles, and stared at the screen in front of him with his eyes shining with wisdom, and under the split screen, in this control room full of "technology style", the dwarf craftsmen who were proficient in calculations were quickly calculating the arrival time of the stone palatinous monster, in order to direct the evacuation of the front-line craftsmen.

"Whoa!"

The first frenzied roar sounded in the dead silence of Nomorigan, and the dwarf craftsmen hidden above the warehouse probed their heads to look at the empty hall below, and the stone palatins chasing the warning robots from all over the place looked so ugly and terrifying under the illumination of the lights, and with the increasing number of stone palatins rushing into the warehouse, the originally confident dwarf craftsmen also became apprehensive.

"We underestimated the number of these monsters!"

McNeil, the advisor who commanded the gnome demolition operation at the front, grabbed his hair in annoyance, this advisor was very old, he was a big figure in the gnome community before Mecatok became a master craftsman, and he had a high reputation in the Craftsman Council.

And now, he is facing a bad situation, according to the estimation of the gnomes, this time the stone palatinous monster attracted by this time may be about 3,000 people, but the hall below has been densely packed at this time, and from time to time new stone palatinous monsters rush into this warehouse, they fight frantically together, the scene is extremely chaotic, and their number is far more than 3,000 people.

"The radiation bomb detonated according to the original plan is not enough to kill so many monsters!"

Sema Prager looked back at the sticky bomb that was suspended in the darkness by a pulley and painted with a green skull insignia, gritted his teeth, picked up a tool box from his feet, and said to the other dwarf craftsmen who were watching him:

"We have to modify its parameters and fill it with more explosives to be able to kill these monsters in one go!"

"But Mr. Advisor, the scope of the sticky bomb explosion is something we have planned repeatedly, and once we want to increase its explosive power, more radiant tanks will be detonated, and there will be no doubt that it will threaten our fellow citizens who have taken refuge in the nearest mechanical path! Even the central command room will be shrouded in radiation. ”

A dwarf master retorted:

"We can't joke with the lives of our compatriots!"

"But if you can tackle more monsters at once, don't forget, boy!"

McNeill stretched out his finger and tapped the dwarf craftsman's chest, and he said in an unquestionable tone:

"I'm the commander of the front, you just have to listen to me! If we can rely on this explosion to save our city, then even if there are compatriots who unfortunately die, it will be a great sacrifice! We want to respect the interests of the majority! ”

"But the master craftsman is still holding on to the central command room!"

The young dwarf master was still unwilling to obey: "We must at least consult with him. ”

"Oh, kid."

A hint of hideousness flashed in McNeil's old eyes, and he patted the young dwarf on the shoulder in a calm tone, and whispered:

"I know Mecatok best, and if he could save our people by sacrificing himself, I am sure he would not refuse such an honorable death... But what you say makes sense, so it's up to you to contact him. ”

The young gnome breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he turned back to look for the liaison, McNeill behind him suddenly reached out and pushed the gnome off the platform above the warehouse.

"Ahhhh

The gnome let out a panicked scream, waving his hands in vain in the air, but all he could see was the cold, merciless eyes of the council advisor, and the young man suddenly remembered a nonsense rumor just before the end of his life.

It is said that McNeill. Sema Prague is just one step away from becoming a master craftsman of the gnomes, and he has great ambitions to become the first gnome king in the 400 years since the dwarfs were founded... However, the Council of Craftsmen sensed McNeil's ambition and supported Mecatok to counterbalance him, and after his defeat, McNeil became submissive, and he worked closely with Mecatok, the master craftsman, becoming the master craftsman's most trusted advisor.

Now it seems likely that this deferential advisor never gave up his ambitions... No wonder he took the initiative to apply to come to the front line to plant bombs, he had already planned it!

Mecatok, the great craftsmen and those innocent compatriots, will become McNeill. Fall prey to Sema Prager's dark ambitions!

"Zizi..."

The communicator of the master craftsman who was far away in the central control room suddenly turned on, startling the master craftsman who was immersed in the calculation, and the next moment, a terrible voice sounded in his ears:

"Sema Prag has betrayed us... Come on! Ahhh ”

The young dwarf who fell into the monster group shouted the last word, and then was torn to pieces, and this last warning made the big craftsman's scalp tingle, he pushed away the dwarf master who was operating the surveillance screen in front of him, grabbed the joystick, and shifted the scene to the direction of the machine warehouse, Mecatok saw McNeill wielding a wrench, forcing the dwarf master to modify the bomb parameters and fill the explosives.

The advisor who had seized the last plan to rebel looked back at the monitor not far away, a malicious smile appeared on his old face, and he made a very rude gesture towards the monitor.

"It's over!"

The master craftsman with cold hands and feet took a few steps back, as a mechanical genius, he could undoubtedly calculate the new radiation radius from the size of the modified bomb, which would directly be two-thirds of the entire Nomorigan!

"Quick! Let the compatriots of the mechanical trail transfer! Fast! ”

The master craftsman shouted to the craftsman beside him:

"McNeill has gone mad, it's not safe there!"

"It's too late, Master Craftsman, Sema Prager's modification of the bomb is in its final stages, and he will detonate it at any moment!"

The craftsman who operated the mechanical gates of the city was sweating nervously, and he shouted:

"There are 50,000 people on the mechanical trail! It's too late to transfer! ”

"Then close the place!"

The master craftsman gritted his teeth:

"The gates there can resist the radiation rays for a short time, and they are closed! Let our fellow citizens know..."

"Boom"

Before the master craftsman's words were finished, a dark green light exploded on the split-screen monitor in front of him, and then the entire underground city trembled in the explosion of this super bomb, and the super shock wave of the detonated sticky bomb detonated one-third of the city's radiant water pipe, and the green sewage full of invisible threats was evaporated in an instant.

The next moment, the city's illuminators, which had been raised to the highest frequency, were turned on, and in the scorching heat and the sparkle of a specific light, the fog gathered to form a green invisible light, like a sword swung in the air, sweeping through two-thirds of the city.

The scorching temperature, the dangerous radiation light, killed all the thousands of stone palatins gathered in the warehouse in an instant, they didn't even remember to scream, and above the trembling city, a modified aircraft struggled to maintain its balance, and at the porthole of the aircraft, McNeil. Sema Prague looked at the city below that was completely shrouded in green mist.

A smug glint flashed in the rebel's eyes, and he whispered:

"There is no doubt that I will be the hero who saves all the gnomes, poor Mercatok died in the attack of the monsters, his contribution to the gnomes is undeniable, but having suffered such a terrible disaster, there is no doubt that the weak council of craftsmen can no longer lead the gnomes on... The gnomes need a king! ”

"A wise king... A king who can continue to lead them forward after the disaster, Alliance? Phew, we don't need an alliance, under my leadership, the gnomes will take over all of Danmoro, drive the insatiable dwarves out of Kazmodan, and this will be our kingdom! ”

The rebel, who was intoxicated with self-absorption, turned his head and said to the dwarf master who was piloting the flying machine:

"Send a message to your compatriots telling them to take refuge on the ground, I, McNeill. Sema Prag will take Mekatok's place and continue to fight underground for our race! ”

The dwarf master who had been forced to rebel was angry, but the musket on his head forced him to do what McNeill told him, and however, at the moment when the modified craft passed through the radiation area, the gnome master looked at the ground, his eyes widening.

"Nope! Those monsters... They weren't killed! They're running away from the steam hall! Oh, my God! ”

"What did you say!"

McNeil's brain was also close to crashing at this moment, and in his anxiety, he pushed open the closed porthole in the cabin, and looked out, and on the ground below, a horde of stone palatins rushed out of the radiant city, and they were stained with dark green radiation dust, making them appear to glow ominously in the light.

That bomb and radiant rays did kill a lot of Stone-Palatens, but sadly, the remaining ones weren't killed, and when the Titan Guardians created Stone-Palatens, they added too many creature templates to this creature, making them evolve very quickly, and now, this super adaptability has allowed Stone-Palate to survive the deadly radiation.

The disaster of the gnomes... Far from abating, it has intensified.

"It can't be! This does not correspond to our calculations! ”

Sema Prague screamed, and in his heavy breathing, a wisp of inaudible green radiant gas was inhaled into his body, and he took a step back with difficulty, sat on the ground, rubbed his heart, and moaned in pain:

"Uh... Uh, I feel, I feel a little... Uncomfortable..."<

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