Section 8 Expansion

"Thank you, Carrie. Thank you very much today." Ashu Rufate thanked in his mind.

"Master, fortunately, the enemy's boss is within our field of vision. If there are a little more enemies and me in today's battle today, or the one-eyed boss is not on the front line, the possibility of your defeat is as high as 99%, and the risk of your own safety is as high as 84%.

"I'm too confident." Ash Rufate said. In fact, this has exceeded the scope of self-confidence. It should be said that he is too proud. He underestimated Green Skin too much.

"There is another thing to remind you, Master, if you put today's data into the calculation range, the feasibility of our plan has dropped to 16%, and the risk has increased to more than 70%.

Ashrufate did not answer, but looked back at the camp in the distance. The camp of the Blood Flag Tribe was already quite large, and thousands of green skins were living in the camp at this moment. He stared at the camp with his night vision ability, and after a long time he turned his head and closed his eyes.

Wendini appeared again, her four arms dancing at a dazzling speed. But this time, he had seen some gaps and flaws in the powerful dance of death.

The imagined battle ended in the end. His attempt failed, leaving only painful memories, and his whole body shivered because of the humiliation of failure. Perhaps he should have been used to failure. He has not defeated Wendini once for such a long time - even Wendini who does not exist in the real world. But every failure will still leave an indelible mark in his heart.

"Master, it's hard for you to defeat Wendini in this way." Carrie suddenly said, this was the first time she had ever made an opinion on Ashu Rufate's sword technique.

"This way?!" Ashu Rufate swung his sword and slashed at a small tree beside him, and the plant broke in response.

"It should be said... from the skill point of view, it's not very mature." Carrie explained.

“I…immature?”

"If you analyze it logically, the most critical elements of the so-called fighting are strength, endurance, accuracy and speed. For example, the blow you just now. I am willing to show you a demonstration, please allow me to temporarily get control of one of your arms."

"I agree."

Carrie raised Ashu Rufate's arm, drew a sword in the night sky, and cut off the small tree that Ashu Rufate had just cut off. But at the moment when the small half of the wood flew up, the sword turned around and instantly cut out three swords with superman's strength and skills, dividing the cut-off piece of wood into four again.

Carrie gave up control, but the feeling she had just left on Ash Rufate's arm. Although the skills just now were extremely exquisite, he knew what he had done just now - in the first attack, he didn't actually give his all, and then in the second attack, he tried his best.

"Why do you need to do this? You should focus all your strength on one blow in order to defeat the enemy as soon as possible." If one sword can defeat the enemy, why do you need a second sword?

"This is your flaw. What you practice is sword techniques that are suitable for the battlefield, but this technique is not necessarily perfect when fighting one-on-one. Of course, you also need to practice more, reduce extra movements to increase speed and strive to improve accuracy. If you want to reach the extreme of battle, you are still going to be a long way to go. However, you also feel that magic is better on the battlefield."

"I know." Ashu Rufate replied. Three hours had passed and he began to return to the Green Skin Camp. The armor on his body suddenly turned into liquid, surrounding his entire body. In just a blink of an eye, Ashu Rufate disappeared, replaced by the Blood Flag Boss.

"Boss, where have you been?" Boss of Blood Flag entered the camp and encountered a goblin head-on.

"I'll go out for a walk!" The boss of Blood Flag replied casually. In fact, he has not been able to fully integrate into the green-skinned culture. Under normal circumstances, for such goblins who are ungrateful and dare to question the boss, the boss will immediately pinch him to death and show him to the public.

"We have prepared a gift for the boss!" At some point, two goblin shamans with bark masks ran over and looked up to the boss. These shamans were all members of the One-Eyed Tribe, of course this was a thing of the past. Seeing the One-Eyed Boss die, all the remaining boys in the One-Eyed Tribe immediately recognized the situation and decisively surrendered to the boss of the Blood Flag. From shamans to the Archer Boss, there is no exception. Having said that, as long as the boss on the victorious side is willing to accept these surrenders, this kind of thing is not worthy of surprise at all.

As he spoke, the shaman took the blood flag boss to the open space beside the leader's tent. There, a chariot was neatly placed there.

"Charge! Boss, this is the chariot for you!" A goblin who had just finished the final processing of the chariot came up to please the boss of the Blood Flag. "It's very beautiful and resistant to beating!"

The word "beauty" used to describe a green-skinned chariot is completely an exaggeration of poetry, or simply a completely distorted aesthetic view. However, it has to be admitted that while it is extremely ugly and rough, the green-skinned chariot is indeed bulky and strong, and once it launches a charge, it can often exert its powerful power.

Of course, the more important purpose of the chariot is to let the green-skinned leaders use it to show their status.

In recent times, everyone has known the rumors that the one-eyed boss was ruined. Every day, there are small green-skinned tribes that join the Blood Flag boss. The Blood Flag boss is now qualified to call himself the war boss and is considered a figure in the entire Green-skinned society of the Iron Claw Mountains. The scale of his tribe has also grown from a thousand-ranking number to five or six thousand subordinates, and has become the undisputed largest boss in the nearby area.

"Boss, I'll help you find the biggest pair of pigs to tie them to the chariot." Grim, the chief shaman of the "Former" One-eyed Tribe, immediately found a good opportunity to flatter.

"Boss, Boss, your flag!" Grab came out from somewhere and held the blood flag high in his hand. The flag was originally painted with a red dragon shape, but because it was stained with blood, it turned into a mess of red and black at this moment, and it was completely impossible to see its original appearance. However, this messy pattern was very consistent with the aesthetic style of green skin, and was accepted by green skin at once and considered a good flag. Even because of this flag, the blood flag boss had the title of "Boss of Blood Flag".

Grab inserted the flag into the chariot, and the night wind blew, and the flag fluttered in the wind in the light of the bonfire.

"Boss, we should go to the north and let all the kids know that you are the most powerful boss!" Grab suggested. "We are going to have a Waaaaagh!"

"That's right... I'm going to do this! Waaaaa...gh!" The boss of Blood Flag raised his sword and shouted at the sky.

The greens around cheered in unison, and everyone understood that there were still many wars waiting for them to fight. Is there anything happier than this?

...

Carl sat on the chair and looked ahead, his face turning red and white.

He is now alone in a secret room. In front of him is a hazy aura that produces from the void, and in the middle is an illusion of a woman. A hateful woman!

"You are really a complete waste!" Yilan said with an extremely contemptuous attitude. "Although I know you are useless, I really don't know that you are so useless. Are you messing around with women as a whole and your mind is messed up?"

Yilan's face disappeared from the halo and replaced by a picture, which was a battle that took place underground in the Grand Temple. Wendini fought against a man in blood-red armor. Although Wendini won, the man still ran away.

"If I hadn't seen the video, I really wouldn't have known that you were so stupid. That guy was the bloody duke Ash Rufate, and the artificial intelligence we dreamed of was on him!!! And you made such a good opportunity mess up!" The picture disappeared, and Yilan reappeared in the halo.

"I'm going to chase..." It took a long time before Carl squeezed out this sentence from his teeth.

"Yes, I only caught one woman and came back! And I killed the woman!" The deliberate sarcastic tone made Carl tremble slightly due to humiliation. "You even cut off the only clue. Are you happy enough?"

"Anyway... we can't get it. Artificial intelligence must have... logic bombs attached... I did nothing wrong! Anyway, artificial intelligence is not within our plan."

"Hmph! Artificial intelligence is indeed out of scope, but what about the antimatter engine? Do you think this guy named Ashu Rufate will not come back if he escapes?"

"What are he afraid of when he comes back? Only Wentini is there..."

"The next time he won't come alone! Since he will take the risk here, it proves that he must have wanted to do something... the only explanation is to destroy the engine! Since he has artificial intelligence, it is not too difficult to overload the engine. I remember I told you that the next time he comes, he should lead a large army. You must prepare early. Although Wentini is powerful, it is not undefeated... After all, it does not have the right weapon!"

"I'm already working on defense..."

"It's better to remember that if you are defeated, you will die." Yilan directly dispelled the other party's delusion. "By the way, remind me that all the energy and materials must be collected from the construction team, and there is no extra energy to play games for you. I have already replied to them about this. I said that with the resources in our hands, we have enough protection of the engine and no additional help is needed."

"You!" Carl's face changed color. "Why..."

"Based on my understanding of the current situation," Yilan replied. "You have a solid city, a large enough and elite indigenous army, and support from various information systems. What should you worry about when dealing with the uncivilized barbarians on a wild planet? If it really doesn't work, you can open the portal! Anyway, for us, the victory or defeat is not the key, the key is the safety of the engine! By the way, the committee is very dissatisfied with what you promote the engine as a "holy object" and makes the whole world know. If it weren't for this, that Ash Rufate wouldn't come to us!"

How could such a big thing be concealed? Carl cursed viciously in his stomach. You guys who stand and speak without a headache! And you, a stinky bitch who looks down on others! Fortunately, you can't live for a few days! Otherwise, I'll tell you how powerful I am!
Chapter completed!