Chapter 511: Legends are sometimes not just legends

Combat armor activated

The cunning of the bionic fox is activated.

Overclocking starts.

The Singing Stone BGM ethereal channel is launched.

Second overclocking starts.

The Singing Stone BGM switches to the war song channel.

Extraordinary body activated.

The enlargement technique is activated.

By the time Gavin walked into the field, he had transformed into a three-meter-seven giant wearing armor. Some magic armors have the function of automatically adjusting their size according to the user's size. Battle armors have this ability. , at least the enlargement and reduction techniques are within the scope of their adjustment.

Gavin moved his muscles and bones with a click, and Gavin hooked his hands at Leo and said, "Fistes and kicks? Or swords? It's up to you to choose!"

"The six attributes are extraordinary!"

"Extraordinary body!"

There was a burst of incredible exclamations in the field.

At this moment, Gavin was surrounded by a unique magical power, especially the strange singing stone above his head. The songs he sang were clearly incomprehensible, but they gave people the illusion that his blood was surging.

No, this is not an illusion, but a kind of magical power. There are two bonus points for strength and constitution at the same time.

The giant goblin's expression became very solemn at this time, and he turned over and jumped up, "I have underestimated you, but fighting is not just about accumulating attributes. I will use my fists and feet to show you your strength and let you know what fighting is. I'll give you three punches first..."

Before Leo finished speaking, Gavin jumped up and started with a Sanda combo.

The same moves are completely different concepts between extraordinary and non-extraordinary bodies.

Now it’s about speed, strength and power, as well as enough skills.

The hobgoblin giant dodged the first and second punches, but failed to dodge the third, fourth, and fifth punches...

His strength is higher than Gavin, but his agility is not on the same level at all.

Every step is too late and every step is too late.

The sounds echoing in everyone's ears were the sounds of fists hitting the flesh, and their eyes were full of extremely fast punches.

There are obviously only a few ways of punching him, but when combined, they are ever-changing, virtual and real, making people confused.

You feel that this punch is soft, as if it is a disguised empty punch. When you get closer, it suddenly exerts force within a few inches and explodes with terrifying power.

When you see the opponent's punch, it is powerful and heavy, and when you are ready to dodge, you suddenly find that another punch is already there waiting for you to deliver it.

When he was just punching, Leo still had some ability to parry. He could at least raise his arms and block most of the attacks.

By the time Gavin added his elbow, the giant hobgoblin was in a state of collapse. When Gavin integrated his feet and knees into the attack, he only managed three moves before he was hit with a knee to the waist and a kidney attack. After being hit, he fell to his knees and took three seconds to catch his breath.

The hobgoblin giant showed extraordinary physical fitness and resilience. If it were an ordinary person, this knee kick would cause him to lose his combat effectiveness even if he did not die.

There are knowledgeable people present who know that the outcome of this battle has been decided.

As far as Gavin's previous attack ability was concerned, the three seconds that Leo spent on the ground were enough for him to use a ruthless finishing move and deliver a fatal blow to his vitals.

"The lord turned on the arcane master who cast pure spells? Rather than the arcane knight?" Anna's question spoke to everyone's thoughts.

Many people knew before this that Gavin was very powerful, especially his extremely sharp attacks. No one present could withstand his full attack.

But all this is based on his death roar and unique revenge skills.

He didn't use the death roar or revenge skills just now.

Because from the beginning to the end, the giant hobgoblin was suppressed and beaten by Gavin, and there was no effective counterattack organized at all. Naturally, there was no way to arouse the power of revenge.

The gap between the two is as big as the gap between professional players and wild players.

Gavin, who was wearing battle armor, said in a sullen voice: "Attributes are not everything, but your skills are also full of loopholes. Even the most basic defense has not found the real focus. The legs must be bent, the waist must be arched, and the hands must be bowed. Protect the vital points of the head and neck, attack when advancing, and defend when retreating."

This wave of pretentiousness can definitely be awarded ten points.

But there's no denying that it's really fun.

Gavin, who was completely hooked on his pretense addiction, asked: "What weapons are you good at?"

"Two-handed sword." The giant hobgoblin replied involuntarily. Most of his previous unruliness had subsided, and he was now filled with a trace of awe.

As a person involved, he can truly understand how big the gap between the two parties is.

In addition to having a slight advantage in strength, he was crushed in terms of speed, physique, and skills.

"Give him his sword." Gavin turned to Carissa and said, "Madam, let me lend you your sword."

With the weapons in their hands, Gavin swung the weapon, looking for its center of gravity, and said: "Fistes and kicks are not what you are good at, so I will give you a lesson on the weapons you are good at. This time, you go first."

Seeing the opponent swinging a large two-handed sword casually, Leo screamed in his heart. Even though the opponent only waved three swords, each sword gave people a different feeling.

The first sword's center of gravity was unstable, indicating that he was using this sword for the first time.

The second sword found its center of gravity and was very flexible.

The third sword is like an arm wielder, as if this sword is his exclusive weapon.

This alone proves that the opponent is a master of weapons, even if he uses other weapons, this is the case.

The Earth Giant is also an expert in this area, but he thinks that his adaptation speed is definitely not as fast as the man in front of him.

Today he hit a wall. The opponent is definitely a master of playing the pig to eat the tiger. Based on the fighting skills he showed, he believed that he was a legendary warrior.

Leo is not the kind of person who bows his head and surrenders easily, especially after he has the large two-handed sword that he is best at, his eyes are burning with raging flames of war.

In the battlefield, in addition to physical fitness and skills, combat experience and fighting will also play an irreplaceable role.

In this regard, the Earth Giant has absolute confidence, because since he was sensible, he has been on the Shura field, using his hands and two swords to get everything he needs, survival, rights and honor.

He cannot treat it with a competitive attitude, but a life-and-death struggle, using everything.

The Earth Giant put away all the contempt and stabbed with a sword with all his life knowledge.

But Leo didn't know that the things he was proud of also had no advantage in front of Gavin. He only had the opportunity to stab this sword, and then he fell into the same situation as the previous round - being suppressed.

Even if he adopted a desperate, wound-for-wound fighting strategy, it only slowed down his defeat. From beginning to end, he didn't even touch Gavin's hair.

This only shows one problem, that is, the gap in strength between the two sides is too big, and it can't be made up by one tactic.

The giant hobgoblin was a bachelor. After understanding this, he knelt on the ground with a large two-handed sword and said loudly: "I am blind and neglected the lord just now. Please punish me."

Gavin did not respond to Leo directly, but turned his eyes to another giant hobgoblin and said: "Do you want to come down and try it?"

Thomas' emotional intelligence was obviously higher than Leo. He jumped up from the ground, knelt on one knee and offered his loyalty: "I am willing to follow the lord and General Blood Claw until death."

After turning the large two-handed sword over and returning it to Kaelissa, removing all special abilities and sitting back in his original position, Gavin said in a flat tone: "This kind of thing only happened once. If it happens again, it will be dealt with by military law. Get up and go back."

Personal force can be appropriately displayed, but he cannot hammer all the middle and low-level commanders of the hobgoblins one by one, especially when the population is expanding rapidly. The rest will rely on the power of kindness and power.

"Thank you, Lord, for your kindness." Not only did the two hobgoblins say so, but Blood Claw, their commander, also said so. If we were to investigate strictly, he would be held half responsible for the dereliction of duty.

"Let's continue with the previous question. What percentage of the giants in the Giant Plains do they have? Is it a certain race? Or is it the case for all races? Do you know why it is so?" Gavin continued with the previous question as if he had done something insignificant, ignoring other people's thoughts.

"Reporting to the Lord, this situation is universal. All races have this situation. Only the situation of the goblins is special. After they become giants, they become our hobgoblins. Therefore, the number of hobgoblins here is quite amazing."

It was not Leo who answered Gavin, but Thomas. The hobgoblin giant's head was obviously more flexible. "No one has specifically counted the specific percentage. There are great differences among races and tribes. In some tribes, only three or five of the 100 ordinary hobgoblins have become giants, and there are more than a dozen. There are even some tribes that are completely composed of hobgoblins. They only accept hobgoblins. Giants.

However, there are very few such tribes, because the offspring born from the combination of hobgoblins and giants are not necessarily hobgoblins, but have the same chance of being born as ordinary hobgoblins.

As for gigantism, it is not manifested at birth, but gradually manifested during the growth process.

Ordinary hobgoblins stop growing after reaching a certain height, while hobgoblins will continue until they become giants..."

"You mean, those gigantic tribesmen mature later than ordinary tribesmen? Is this true for all races?" Gavin grasped the core of the problem.

"Yes." Thomas gave an affirmative answer, "Compared with ordinary tribesmen, our maturity is at least five or six years later, and this is the case for all races."

"Before they show the characteristics of gigantism, is there any way to distinguish them from ordinary tribesmen?" This situation has gone beyond the scope of blood inheritance, and is more like a genetic mutation, or the kind that is not inherited. If this is the case, the reason is not the local monster race, but the reason of this land.

"So far, I haven't heard of any race or tribe that can do this. We can only wait for those tribesmen to show signs of this."

"So, a part of the population has died before showing signs of this."

"Yes."

"Why? Do you locals have any research or legends in this regard?"

"No research, but there is a legend."

"Tell me about it."

"Legend has it that this was once the border between two giant empires. Their war lasted for tens of thousands of years. Countless giants died here. Their blood was spilled on every inch of land here, and countless giant souls are still floating here.

Those giants have a giant soul integrated into their bodies. If they can find a way to absorb this giant soul for their own use, they can turn themselves into real giants and give birth to giant offspring. "

"Have you found any giant skeletons here? Giant ruins or giant tombs?" Never ignore those seemingly absurd legends.

Many legends are not legends, but the truth of the matter, especially when the caliber of such legends is very consistent, all that remains is to carefully verify.

"There are not many giant skeletons and giant tombs, but giant ruins do exist in the Giant Running Mountains. There are many giant stairs, each floor is 1.2 meters high, and there is a huge giant palace, but the number of real giants around is very small, and we have never really encountered them. There is also a legend about the Giant Running Mountains, but this legend is spread very little and the accuracy is not accurate..."

"Just tell me, the judgment is my responsibility."

"Yes, according to the legend, there were originally a large number of stone giants living in the Giant Running Mountains, and those giant stairs and giant palaces were built by them.

However, they went to war with the dwarves in the Troll Mountains, and the war ended with the victory of the dwarves.

In order to avoid the massacre of the dwarves, the stone giants fled to the Underdark below the Giant Run Mountains, where they established a new stone giant empire. Sometimes they would send people to the ground to capture giant slaves and turn them into undead servants.

They used the army composed of these undead servants to launch a counterattack against their old enemies, killing them all, leaving only the abandoned dwarf city. This dwarf city is now occupied by a group of intelligent trolls, who have established a troll kingdom called the Wailing Dwarves. "

Kainheim Village.

A name popped up from the depths of Gavin's memory.

Before the giant hobgoblin finished speaking, Gavin was basically certain that a large part of this legend was true.

Because in his previous life, he had dealt with the undead stone giant chieftain Dokon and the Council of Death Chieftains led by him, and had conflicts with them.

It was just that the contact was made through the Underdark and did not involve the ground.

So, they were not able to connect at the first time.

Fate is really wonderful. After many twists and turns, some people are destined to have intersections, and even destined to become opponents.

If I were not just passing by the Giant Plains, but was preparing to come here If they take any action, it is inevitable that the two sides will have conflicts in the future.

Because the Council of Death Chiefs does control a large number of undead giants.

In the previous life, I didn't understand the special situation of the Giant Plains. I only thought that they were transformed from half-giants. Now it seems that they are more similar to the giant plains and ordinary races.

Their threat is a matter for the future and is not within the scope of today's consideration. Therefore, Gavin just thought about it and did not intend to continue to explore it in depth.

After nodding to indicate that Thomas could sit down, Gavin turned his eyes back to Blood Claw and said, "Introduce the matter of the Troll Kingdom."

This time, the two sides have been in close contact. The situation on the Giant Plains is clear in general, but lacks details.

"The Troll Kingdom is called the Wailing Dwarves, named after the dwarf city they occupied. After the trolls became giants, they not only gained a larger body, but also had a high IQ. They called themselves noble trolls and enslaved ordinary trolls and other races.

Their scale was not particularly large, that is, there were more than a dozen noble trolls, ruling hundreds of trolls and thousands of vassals of other races.

But when we swept across the Giant Plains, they took the opportunity to grow stronger and annexed all the fleeing and weak monster tribes.

The number of noble trolls should be more than sixty or seventy, the number of ordinary trolls is over a thousand, and the number of vassals of other races should be four to five thousand, or even more. "Blood Claw reported the intelligence in his hands truthfully.

"What do you think of them?" Gavin asked.

Blood Claw answered without thinking: "Even if we put aside the hatred between us, in order to obtain more survival supplies and to retain these newly gathered monsters, these noble trolls will attack us."

"The situation is almost understood." Gavin's eyes swept over everyone and said, "If you have any ideas or questions, speak up and discuss them."

"Can I ask, how tall are the noble trolls in general? Is it directly a size larger? Or like these earth giants, just half a size larger? "Veronica, who has been promoted to Gavin's chief of staff, is writing and drawing to further collect more detailed information.

"Half-size, just from the primary stage of large size, has grown to the advanced stage of large size, and is generally 4.5 meters tall, and has not yet reached the super large size." Thomas was still the one who answered.

"What about the equipment? Did they get equipment from the abandoned dwarf city? What kind of mines did this city originally produce?"

"The equipment is mainly crude iron weapons. This abandoned dwarf city seems to be mainly iron ore, but these trolls are not good at mining, let alone casting. Fire will prevent their regeneration ability, so they are naturally afraid of fire.

The most famous thing in the Troll Mountains is a mysterious gem. This gem can further enhance the regeneration ability of the trolls. It is called the troll gem or the regeneration gem. "

"To what extent can it be enhanced? "

"I'm not sure about this, because those noble trolls rarely leave the Troll Mountains, and it's not clear who is wearing the troll gem."

"Are there any villages or forces of kind races around?"

"I'm not sure about this. They used to hide from us and didn't have time to do so."

Veronica closed her notebook and said seriously, "The original plan to rely on sidecars and building-type car formations to defeat the enemy in the Giant Plains must be abandoned and a new plan must be made.

Facing trolls with an average height of more than three meters and amazing regeneration and strength, our sidecars do not have an advantage. In addition, the noble trolls who are close to super-large size have the ability to directly cross or overturn the sidecars and break through the car formation.

As long as a small number of trolls break into the army, even if we win the final battle, the casualties of the migrating civilians will be very heavy, which means that our migration plan has failed."

Gavin nodded and said, "I think so too. Does the Chief of Staff have a good plan for reference?"

"Yes." Veronica said surprisingly, "Choose a place to build a city."