Chapter 325 Vic’s Wine Barrel

Author: Night Knight

Chapter 325 Vic’s Wine Barrel

"We're here, that's the Vizeme Manor. Wait a minute. I hope Miss Luna can exercise restraint as much as possible. Although there are undead creatures in Vizeme Manor, they are not evil." Gavin warned again uneasily.

"Uncle Darnell, I have specifically warned you about this three times last night. Since you have gained Uncle Darnell's trust, I will not meddle in your own business. After all, I am not a real paladin." Luna

He responded calmly.

"That's good, that's good. Aren't you used to being misunderstood?" Gavin scratched his head in embarrassment.

As soon as Gavin and the others landed, the dog demon was the first to come up to them and said with a flattering look on his face: "Lord, you are back."

I have the intention to drive this guy away, but I am worried that I will be too deliberate.

Don’t you see that there is a new kind-hearted person here? Why are you, a devil, trying to get involved?

After secretly glancing at Luna, the Half-Moon Horse folded its huge wings and returned to its war horse state. Apart from glancing at the Dog Demon a few more times, its expression was very peaceful.

Obviously, Darnell had already known about the existence of the dog demon, and had already given her enough vaccinations.

Gavin's heart suddenly returned to his stomach, and he took the opportunity to ask: "Has Lord Virginia been here today?"

"She has been here and left half an hour ago." The dog demon added, "She sent Master Vic here."

"Vic? Why did she send Vic here? I have no use for him here." Gavin asked doubtfully.

I almost forgot that there was such a goblin warlock servant.

"Maybe Lord Vic is too noisy over there." The dog demon had a strange expression on his wolf face, "Lord, please go and see for yourself the specific situation."

"Too noisy? Vic?" Gavin was confused.

This adjective cannot be associated with Goblin Warlock in any case. That guy is just a little transparent and never talks much. Let alone being thrown into the crowd and following behind, it is easy to ignore his existence.

Before walking far, Gavin understood why the dog demon used this adjective.

There was a chugging sound in the distance, the sound was very much like an old tractor, and the black smoke was emitting out along with the chugging sound, which was more like that.

This sound came from a strange machine.

From a distance, this weird machine looks like a composite of a garbage dump, consisting of rough-processed logs and metal parts, but these metal parts are all rusty.

From above, Gavin could clearly distinguish the bent shield and the reshaped sword. The craftsmanship was very rough and had not been completely hammered together.

The machine is thick and short. From a distance, it looks like a large standing wine barrel, with a diameter of 1.5 meters and a height of 1.5 meters.

This large wine barrel is filled with a pieced-together mechanical arm. In addition to the supports, there are also exposed pipes. I don’t know what material they are made of. They are translucent and have black liquid inside.

It pulses.

The four robotic arms are equipped with solid hammers, mechanical pliers, rotating gears and impact drills.

In the middle of the wine barrel, there was a man sitting, with only most of his upper body exposed.

He has pointed ears, a big nose, a straight back, orange eyes, sparse hair and a pair of short devilish horns.

This goblin who looks more like a little devil than a goblin, who else could it be but Vic who signed a contract with the dog demon?

As Vic fiddled with it, streams of black smoke were discharged from the chimney behind the butt of the wine barrel machine, and the wine barrel machine suddenly started to move.

It's just that it obviously didn't consider any shock absorption system. Every step it took was uneven. From top to bottom, it was constantly vibrating, and various parts such as metal and logs made banging noises.

It gives people the illusion that they are about to fall apart, but they are so stubborn and will not let such an opportunity arise.

The four robotic arms moved at the same time.

The speed is not very fast, but the power is not small.

The sledgehammer came down and created a shallow crater on the spot.

When the rough impact drill bit rotated rapidly, it directly smashed a solid stone as high as a person into pieces.

The mechanical pliers easily lifted the heavy object from the ground.

The rotating gears cut the logs on the ground with a squeaking sound, and cut them in half in a few seconds. The cuts were smooth and neat, which was completely opposite to the unreliability of this wine barrel machine.

Chug tug tug...

This frantic run lasted only three minutes.

The black smoke coming out of the tail of the wine barrel machine began to weaken, the barrel's rotation speed became slower and slower, and the mechanical arm above also stopped moving.

Vic jumped down from the wine barrel machine, holding a pliers and wrench, as if he wanted to check.

It's just that the smell coming from my body is not the smell of oil, but the strong smell of alcohol, including the black smoke emitted from the tail of the wine barrel.

Seeing that Vic was distracted and focused all his energy on the barrel device, he didn't even notice the arrival of his group, so he coughed heavily.

Vic, who was circling around the wine barrel device in his thoughts, finally looked up and saw Gavin and his party not far away. There was an unconcealable surprise in his orange eyes. He took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran.

When he arrived in front of Gai Wen, he said, "Master, master, do you have any wine with you? Is it the ghost wine?"

Gavin's mind was full of doubts and he couldn't keep up with the goblin's out-of-the-box thinking. He couldn't help but ask: "Ghost wine? What do you want ghost wine for?"

As he asked, he took out a bottle of ghost wine from his backpack.

He wanted to see what new tricks Vic could come up with.

The goblin warlock didn't have time to explain. After taking the ghost wine, he happily ran back to the wine barrel device, opened a lid from the back, and poured the ghost wine in with a change of hand.

Then he patted the wine barrel device.

Chug tug tug...

Several streams of black smoke came out of the chimney, but the sound was very unstable, varying in severity.

I don’t know if it was Gavin’s illusion, but why did he feel that this popping sound was like a rhythmic burping?

The goblin warlock was dissatisfied with the device on the wine barrel, which made his feet click.

The chug chug sound suddenly became rhythmic, and the four dejected mechanical arms were all raised again and rotated in a circle.

If the goblin warlock hadn't been extremely agile and jumped out of the way immediately, he would have been able to sweep him away in one blow.

Gavin's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

This is not fantasy, this is magic.

Gavin had been wondering before, what exactly does this thing use as its power source?

Although I felt the aura of magic on it, it was not particularly heavy.

At least it is quite different from those golems that are completely driven by magic.

Vic now gives the answer with practical actions.

Ghost wine.

This thing actually uses ghost wine as its power source.

No wonder both the wine barrel device and Vic's body exude a strong smell of alcohol.

Previously he thought that Vic was driving under the influence of alcohol, but now it seems that this type of drunk driving is more complete.

The barrel units are all alcohol powered.

No, no, definitely not right.

The energy conversion is wrong.

Even Faerun has not jumped out of the scope of the law of conservation of energy.

The operation of magic has its own set of energy conservation laws - the spell level is formulated based on this principle.

In fact, during the era when the first-generation magic goddess ruled, spell levels were not measured by rings, and even the divisions were very vague. Mages often relied on their own feeling and groping to cast spells, and the failure rate was alarmingly high.

Until a mortal tried to absorb the original energy of the magic network and then ascend to the gods, causing the entire magic network to lose control, leading to the death of the first generation of magic goddess.

The second generation of the Magic Goddess reshaped the magic network, strengthened supervision, set an upper limit for spell levels, and also lowered the threshold for spell casting, making spell operation more stable.

Let each professional template and spellcasting be closely tied to the magic network.

This spell position is actually your own quantified and reshaped consciousness.

A key used to activate spells.

Opening the matching lock with a matching key is simple and at the same time, the success rate is greatly improved.

The topic goes too far.

The energy provided by the normal material components in the ghost wine will definitely not be able to drive this large machine for a long time.

What can do this should be the negative energy contained in it.

Seeing that the wine barrel device was restarted, Vic did not restart the posture of sitting in, but walked back with a satisfied smile.

Gavin couldn't help but ask: "Did you invent this?"

There was a look of pride on Vic's face that could not be concealed. He straightened his waist, held his head higher, and nodded repeatedly.

"When did you learn mechanical forging?" Gavin was even more confused. He clearly remembered when Vic, the purest kind of goblin warlock, learned this black technology.
To be continued...