In the sky.

"Why did it fall?" Sha'er was very surprised. She had only flew more than ten thousand meters away.

"Go and pick up an elf." Rollin smiled. Tyrande did not participate in the war. For safety, he let her stay in a small wood behind the fortress. Now that he wants to leave, he naturally has to take her as a guide.

Before Sha'er could ask about the identity of the elf, Rollin took the initiative to explain: "Her name is Tyrande, a big druid from the Natural Sect. She took me to Yinhui Fortress."

"Oh. Then I have to thank her." Sha'er nodded, and then asked the doubt in her heart: "Rolin, how did you find me?"

God knows that after being summoned to another world and becoming the contract slave of the elf magician Hagwi, she once thought she would never see Rollin in her life. She believed that Rollin would definitely find her, but what she was worried about was that she would not be able to wait for him to come alive. The current situation made her feel a sense of rebirth in her heart.

Rollin had landed less than a hundred meters above the woods where Tyrande was, because he also had a little girl without any strength on his body. Rollin relaxed his movements and tried his best to make the landing movements stable.

When he landed, he told the truth: "Less than ten seconds after you were summoned by the elves, I was also summoned to this world. But by a coincidence, an elves named Aurelia helped me escape. After that, I made a deal with the sage of the Nature Sect, and she gave me some advice on your position and helped me solve the magic problem. What I have to do is to help them win this war."

Sha'er is very rational and cautious, rarely gets lost by feelings, and is a very good adventure companion, so Rolin doesn't hide it at all.

After hearing this, Sha'er was silent. After a long time, she gently stroked the dragon scales on Luo Lin's back and whispered: "Thank you."

"What do you mean!" Rollin looked at Sha'er with his eyes: "If I'm in trouble, you will do the same thing, right?"

Sha'er smiled: "Of course. But I can't shoot down the opponent's mother boat directly like you. Today you act like a hero."

Rollin also laughed. He landed on the ground, and the movement was very small. After landing, he let out a slight roar towards the woods. A dull sound of "rumble" rolled between his throat and continued to flow into the woods. This was the signal that he and Tyrande agreed to.

After about ten seconds, the sound of rustling footsteps came from the woods. Then, a brown giant bear ran out. After she saw Luo Lin, there was a large amount of white fog around her, running to Luo Lin, and she stood up. A slight light flashed, and the magic power surged. The giant bear's body continued to shrink and finally became a human body.

She saw the human woman wearing beautiful leather armor on Rollin's back, smiled on her face, waved her hand to greet Sha'er: "Hey, my name is Tyrande, who are you?"

The smile on Tyrande's face was clear and pure, with a hint of shyness, as bright as the moonlight, which made people feel good when they see it. Sha'er nodded and smiled: "I'm Sha'er. I'm very happy to see you. Rollin has already told me about you. Thank you very much for your help."

"It's nothing." Tyrande's face turned a little red. She was still not used to talking to strangers. Then her eyes saw the little girl in Sha'er's arms. She had just glanced at it casually, but just a few glances, her expression became solemn and she said in surprise: "Is this?"

She had already recognized this, this was a mixed-race elf! If this girl was seen by the elders, it would definitely cause an uproar, and even this girl would be directly destroyed.

Rollin introduced: "It may be the daughter of the magician Hagwi, and it should have been secretly born to her and a powerful human race. But this is just a little girl with no power, isn't it?"

Tyrand looked at Rollin with a complicated face and shook his head, "Things are not that simple. You know, Rollin, I've talked to you about the tradition of the elves. If she brought her back to the foggy world, she would die."

As an individual, she can accept the existence of this little girl, but the tradition passed down by the elves since ancient times has a huge inertia, which is full of society and is enough to crush the little girl to pieces.

Sha'er, who was listening, couldn't listen anymore. She hated Hagwi, but the matter was all the same, and she would never take her anger. This little girl might be Hagwi's daughter. She was angry and killed her mother, and she felt a little guilty in her heart. As she listened, she became angry: "I am here, who can kill her!"

Tyrande shook his head quickly and said, "It's not like this, it's really dangerous, really."

Seeing that Sha'er was still trying to speak, Rollin interrupted, "Sha'er, Tyrande is right, danger exists objectively. Of course, this does not mean that we must be afraid, but just face the danger and then think of a feasible solution."

Luo Lin's words were very objective. Because of the dragon's body, his voice seemed powerful and powerful, which made Sha'er wake up from his anger. She thought for a while and nodded, "You are right, let's hide her first."

After saying that, she looked at Luo Lin, and the meaning was very obvious, she wanted Luo Lin to intervene and help. Luo Lin said tactfully: "I will negotiate with the sage. It's just a little girl. I don't think they will get angry about this little thing."

Sha'er smiled approvingly, and Luo Lin could always easily understand what she was thinking.

"Tyrande, come up." Rollin stretched out his dragon claws to the elf, and then said to Sha'er on his back: "Leave this little girl to Tyrande. My claws can block the wind, which is safer."

Not everyone can sit on the dragon's back. Tyrande sits on it. Once Rollin flies to a rapid speed, even if he keeps his movements stable, the knife-like airflow can directly scatter Tyrande's body, let alone the little girl. So far, only Sha'er can sit on his back safely.

Sha'er nodded, she gently touched the face of the quiet little girl in her arms to show comfort, and then handed her to Tyrande. When Rollin took off, she asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the Goblin's Space Fortress to see." Rollin has re-employed: "How powerful is the opponent's power?"

"Okay." Sha'er nodded, she regained her freedom, and the next time it was Rowlin's promise. This was Rowlin's business, and that was her business, so she naturally would not stand idly by.

Rollin turned to the east and flew for a while. He asked, "Shaer, you are in the fortress these days. What do you think of the power of the goblins?"

Sha'er thought for a while and said, "With the powerful mechanical technology, every one of their warriors is very strong. What's even more frightening is that every time they fight, they become stronger. Their tactics will be adjusted quickly. The first time, we easily defeated them, the second time, we suffered a lot of casualties. The third time, that is, today, you also saw that we had no power to fight back at all."

Luo Lin was stunned. This is very similar to the war mode on Earth. On Earth, with the powerful simulation ability of the intelligent brain, the two armies will fight. The same tactics will never be used for the second time. If it remains unchanged, the next battle will be targeted and there will be no doubt that they will lose.

He saw the battle mode of the elves today, which was considered powerful, but the tactics were relatively fixed. Although there would definitely be minor adjustments, the flexibility was completely incomparable to the goblins. After several battles, the elves' tactics remained generally unchanged, and the goblins with powerful artificial intelligence must have had targeted plays, and of course, the more they fought, the stronger they became.

This is not just a difference between power itself, but also a question of thinking mode.

When goblins can create mechanical civilization, they must pay attention to specific data. The data never lie. 1 is 1, 2 is 2. It is clear right and wrong, and there is no room for any tug-of-war. If there is any mistake, it must be corrected, and it will be corrected quickly. Therefore, goblins have made rapid progress and have super adaptability, which is the case in all aspects.

In a word, goblins have the power to evolve rapidly!

As for the elves, according to what Rollin saw these days, they respected the unchanging tradition and even struggled with intermarriage with a foreigner for a long time. In addition, the elves' lifespan seems to be very long. The older generation of elves are still in a state of power, which has led to the young elves being suppressed by tradition and being trembling. Even if they want to change in their hearts, they dare not mention it. They can only be exhausted by the years. Tyrande is such an example. She is not stupid at all. She can see many of the disadvantages of elves, but she dare not say it.

Such a race with rigid thinking is inevitable to be defeated by goblins.

Thinking of this, Luo Lin couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that I have taken on a desperate job."

"Don't you have a way to win?" Sha'er asked. Anyway, she couldn't see any way to defeat the goblins.

"There is a solution." Luo Lin looked at the sky in the distance. The weather in this area was clear, and the environment in the elves world was really pure and the air visibility was extremely high. The dragon's abnormal vision had already allowed Luo Lin, who was thousands of meters above the altitude, to vaguely see the outline of the fortress of the genus space hundreds of kilometers away.

It was a fortress similar to a pyramid. The base was three hundred meters long and wide. There was a huge space passage at the top of the pyramid. A huge mother boat slowly flew out from the space gate. On the ground around the pyramid, there were fifteen huge mother boats, and those small airships were even more numerous like flies.

This is a force that can destroy him in an instant.

He asked Sha'er behind him: "Did you see the fortress?"

"Of course. A terrible force. How do you use to deal with them?" Sha'er was also shocked to see it. The elf fortress was hit by a mother boat in a mess. There were actually fifteen ships here, which was simply terrible.

"To deal with such a mechanical civilization, fighting a war of attrition will never be their opponent, because they will quickly find a way to deal with us. The only chance to win is to accumulate enough strength and not give the other party any chance to react, destroying their space fortress with one blow."

"But we don't have such strength!" Tyrande shouted.
Chapter completed!