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"Target is out of balance, bombardment troops, load freeze bombs."

"Whoosh!!!"

The drone unit unfurled its rotors and flew to the head of the black dragon beast, which had lost its balance and was using one hand to support its sword to keep from falling. They took turns dropping low-temperature bombs marked with snowflake symbols onto its head, and frost, accompanied by a chill, visibly spread across the black dragon beast's body.

"howl!!!!!"

The near-zero temperatures of minus one hundred degrees Celsius caused the black dragon beast to let out a heart-wrenching howl. If it were a real black dragon, such a low temperature would at most cause frostbite to its surface. However, it was merely a large dragon beast that had only recently emerged from the laboratory and was just a test subject! The freezing bomb's low temperature quickly caused the necrosis of its outer scales and began to damage its muscles!

"Roar!!!!"

The intense pain ignited the dragon's ferocity. Fire elements rapidly gathered around its body, transforming into a shield of flames that quickly melted away the frost that had solidified on it. Ring after ring of fiery wreaths exploded from its body, and waves of high-temperature air swept through, making it impossible for the drones in the air to maintain their stability.

"Armor-piercing rounds, fire."

With a click, the shell was loaded, and then the two autonomous turrets, which had already locked onto the most severely necrotic parts of the black dragon beast, roared. In the blink of an eye, two blood flowers burst open on the black dragon beast's body, and two wounds larger than large bowls appeared at the places where they were hit, with blood flowing out as if it were free.

However, such injuries were nothing to the black dragon beast, which was already in a berserk state. Moreover, the flames surrounding it greatly reduced the damage. Now, it had only one thought in its mind: to rush to the control panel and kill Tannis!

"Armor-piercing round, fire!"

"Click, click, boom!"

Two more large, bowl-sized holes appeared on the black dragon beast's body, but the behemoth still did not fall. Tannis was 20 meters away from it, and every detail on its face was clearly captured by her eyes.

"G3, acquire target."

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle————"

The G3 Predators, already prepared, unfurled a bluish-white energy net and approached the black dragon beast. In an instant, these mechanical creations, capable of remaining stable even in gale-force winds exceeding level 10, captured their target with their rays. Pale blue electricity spread across the black dragon beast's body, further weakening its stamina, speed, endurance, and defense.

The dragon beast, its movements restrained by G3's electromagnetic rays, roared and howled, its flames spreading in rings. However, everything that reached Tannis was exhausted, and even the protective fire barrier could not be shaken.

"So, this is the last one."

Tannis pressed a switch next to her glasses, sending the coordinates of the dragon beast, whose movement speed had been reduced to almost zero, to the goblins who had already set up heavy anti-armor sniper rifles at several sniping points. At the same time, the autonomous turret reloaded its ammunition.

The cannon fired, and the giant beast fell to the ground.

23. The Decisive Battle That Will Bankrupt Themselves

As the massive, headless dragon's body crashed to the ground, Duchess Prestor, far away in Stormwind, gently clapped her hands. At the same time, her brother's slightly gloomy face appeared in the crystal ball.

"It seems your experimental subject isn't as tough as you described, my brother. No wonder that poor wretch was so easily skinned alive in the mine."

The duchess narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone ambiguous, whether it was mockery or consolation.

"Humph."

The man on the other end of the crystal ball did not answer. In fact, it was unexpected that the giant dragon beast was killed without achieving any results. Actually, after Tannis and her group withstood the charge of the wolf riders and even launched a counterattack, he believed that these people were qualified to be their servants. The black dragon beast that was deliberately teleported over was to demonstrate his power and force Tannis to kneel on the verge of death.

“What should we do, brother? A wolf that has not been beaten into submission will never become a dog.”

Countess Presto smiled knowingly about her brother's plan.

“I have my own plans, sister.”

"So, you're planning to fight Miss Tannis and the others again? If you go too far, it might attract unnecessary attention."

Countess Presto's barbed words thoroughly enraged the man.

"Enough! My sister!! I'll show you what it's like to see these ants crawling at my feet!"

The moment the man roared those words, the unstable portal made of black mist on the battlefield solidified in the blink of an eye, and dozens of monsters that looked like large lizards, but held weapons in their hands and had yellow pupils on their heads that flashed with ferocity, emerged from it.

What's even more astonishing is that the scales on these monsters are not solid colors, but a mixture of two or more colors. This causes them to refract a dazzling array of colors under the sunlight, just like a rainbow.

To make matters worse, a flare shot up from the ruins of Lakeside Town in the distance, indicating that the humans who were clearing out the monsters were in trouble and needed rescue!

"What should we do, Miss Tanis?"

This predicament left the goblins, including Boltbolt, dumbfounded. Clearly, they were facing not just a remnant of the Blackrock orcs, but a terrifying legion with formidable power, hidden beneath the surface of Azeroth's influence. Perhaps the reason the signal flares were fired from the Lakeshire ruins was also related to these guys!

"Colorful Dragon People... Ha... This guy really thinks highly of us..."

The voice coming from the communicator was Tennys' slightly manic, completely different from her usual self.

"Miss Tennys?"

"You all go and support Lakeside Town; I'll hold them off by myself."

"That won't do, Miss Tanis!"

"You can't do anything here. If too many humans die in Laketown, this whole plan will be ruined, and we'll be blacklisted as unwanted merchants by Stormwind Kingdom! Don't worry, I'll hold out until you come back to support me. I'll hold on even if it means going bankrupt—ha, hopefully Dad will lend me some money cheaply so I can get back on my feet."

After saying that, Tennys quickly waved her hand on the virtual control panel projected by her glasses, and a series of codes were entered.

"Permission granted, final combat system unlocked, Pocket Factory module loading, countdown 10, 9, 8......."

As something was unlocked, two massive steel platforms unfolded on either side of the combat platform beneath Tannis's feet, extending several points wreathed in electricity, forming two energy fields.

"Pocket Factory module loading complete, Pocket Factory unfolding complete. Warning: After Pocket Factory is fully unfolded, the system will self-destruct one hour later and this will not be reversed. Are you sure you want to unfold it?"

"Sure!"

"Final password passed, Pocket Factory activated, entering production preheating, self-destruct countdown, 60 minutes."

As Tannis deployed her two pocket factories, the colorful dragonkin in the distance also completed their formation. Some were shielded by flames, some were covered in thick frost, some were entwined with vines, and some had shadow power flowing through them. They charged forward at an extremely fast speed.

The newly teleported pursuers, along with drones, launched a diversionary attack on the chromatic dragonkin. Although these chromatic dragonkin were not as powerful as the black dragon beasts from before, their mastery of spells was clearly superior. Most of the pursuers were frozen by Frost Nova and thus did not explode in the correct place. The drone swarm was also unable to perfectly drop its bombs on the dragonkin due to attacks from ranged spells such as Lightning Bolt.

Soon, the dragon horde rushed into the optimal firing range of the two autonomous cannons. With a series of clicking sounds, the barrels of the two autonomous cannons rotated and locked onto the dragon horde.

"Metal corrosion bomb, fire."

Before the dragonmen could even cast spells to intercept them, two cannonballs marked with skull symbols exploded between them. A highly corrosive, pale green smoke quickly spread among the dragonmen. Although the dragonmen's bodies were not seriously injured due to the protection of various magical armors, the weapons in their hands visibly changed color.

Upon discovering that their weapons were half-destroyed, the dragons didn't hesitate to discard these useless items and became spellcasters. They unleashed basic spells of all magic types—Shadow Bolt, Frostbolt, Fireball, Lightning Bolt—onto Tanis as if they were free.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Just as the dragons changed their battle strategy, the doors of the pocket factories on both sides suddenly opened, and out walked a robot that was about 1.8 meters tall, looked like a goblin, was made of metal, held a shield in one hand and a chainsaw in the other, and had something like a rocket nozzle on its back.

"Ok?"

Viktor Nefarian, who was commanding the dragonkin in battle from Blackrock Mountain, saw the scene of the Pocket Factory spitting out goblin robots through the dragonkin's eyes. He frowned and ordered two dragonkin to destroy the two robots that had appeared.

However.....

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The doors of the Pocket Factory opened and closed, with mechanical goblins emerging from them at five-second intervals. The first mechanical goblin to appear had already rushed to the front of the dragonmen team with the help of the thrusters, its high-speed spinning chainsaw mercilessly slashing at the unarmed dragonmen.

Two black and red dragon-men stepped forward, grabbed the chainsaw with their flame-wreathed hands, and began to wrestle with the mechanical goblin. Under the high temperature, the mechanical goblin's chainsaw teeth began to melt and deform.

But this is just the beginning.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

Then, the mechanical goblins produced from the factory collectively activated the rockets on their backs and joined the battle against the dragonmen. Although they were no match for any of the colorful dragonmen in single combat, their numbers were astounding, and they knew no fear. Even when they were rendered immobile, they would self-destruct to make the most of their remaining strength.

As the dragonkin's spellcasting was disrupted, the drone swarm once again began hovering overhead, precisely dropping bomb after bomb—frost, electricity, fire, even corrosion... and much more. Smaller pursuers also began to dart among the dragonkin, detonating themselves whenever possible to disrupt their balance or interrupt their spellcasting, while the two autonomous cannons loaded armor-piercing rounds and began a relentless barrage. With each salvo, another wound appeared on the dragonkin's body.

Time passed second by second, and the colorful dragonmen gradually became exhausted under the onslaught of the battle. Although they were monsters born for battle, they were still flesh and blood after all.

Finally, after suffering too many blows, one of the colorful dragonmen collapsed to the ground due to excessive blood loss and never uttered a sound again. Just like dominoes, the second and third dragonmen fell one after another, unable to rise again.

The death of the Chromatic Dragonkin caused Victor Nefarian to grip the armrests of his throne tightly. He never imagined that his Chromatic Dragonkin army would be caught in a sea of ​​machines created by an ordinary human. What was even more terrifying was that these engineered creations could harm his Chromatic Dragonkin—even drag them to their deaths!

"Very good...Tannis...I'll remember you..."

24. Post-war spoils

In the ruins of Lakeside Town, after the goblins, including Boltbolt, helped the militia kill a freak that was clearly a size larger than a normal plesiosaur and had a single horn on its head, they hurriedly returned to the battlefield at the village entrance, while frantically praying that Tennys wouldn't have become a pile of unrecognizable flesh.

When they arrived at the battlefield, they were greeted by hundreds of cratered explosion holes, scattered metal fragments, half-collapsed combat platforms still smoking, drones hanging from surviving trees, dead dragonmen, and Tannis wearing a gas mask and face mask, holding a shovel taller than herself, struggling to clear the mess. Behind Tannis, a small cart was already half full of scattered items.

"You all, come help me salvage anything usable. Those of you skilled at handling dragon carcasses, go see if you can get anything good off those guys... I think I'm bankrupt..."

Tanis's voice was weak and listless.

"Yes, Miss!"

The goblins collectively pulled out all sorts of tools and began rummaging through the battlefield.

The cleanup of the battlefield continued until dawn the next day. All sorts of things were piled up like small mountains in several carts. Without taking a break, Tannis took magnifying glasses and other appraisal equipment and began to appraise the spoils of war.

First, there's Tannis's completely destroyed combat platform. Because the fire was extinguished in time, 20% of the parts can still be recycled, and a small portion of the scrap metal has been confirmed to be worth remelting. They're going to hand it over to the Ironforge dwarves for help.

Then came the corpses of the dragon people and the dragon beast.

After examining the scales, hides, and horns with various instruments, the goblins discovered that the strength and hardness of these parts were completely uneven. One scale might be strong enough to withstand a magical weapon, while an adjacent scale could be cut with scissors. The hides and horns exhibited similar characteristics—however, even the worst scales had better elemental resistance than most magical beasts.

Adhering to the principle of not skimping on any money, the goblins and Tanis glared at each other, sorting the dragon hides, scales, and horns into different categories according to their quality. By the time they finished this process, it was already noon.

Finally, the biggest group... the dragonmen, and the Blackrock orcs, with their weapons and armor.

"Guys! Whether I should file for bankruptcy protection with my dad depends on this truck!"

Tanis gulped down a bottle of energy potion, gritting her teeth.

"...Um, miss, it seems you've only lost one combat platform...you're not bankrupt yet, are you?"

Knowing Tennyson's financial situation, Burst finally had the chance to ask the question.

"No, the automated factory I installed deep inside the Elwynn Forest mines, and my two automated factories in Ratchet, are all operating at overcapacity. I've also borrowed my father's factory, and they're consuming more than 50% of Ratchet's energy supply..."

Tannis counted her energy expenditure on her fingers. With each finger she counted, Bao Shuan's face darkened a little more. When she counted the last finger, Bao Shuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Alright, alright, Miss Tanis, just say you consumed over 50% of Ratchet's resources and caused serious damage to four autonomous factories—if you go bankrupt, we won't withhold our money, will we?"

“I know the rules of the goblins. If I am unfortunate enough to go bankrupt, I will use the money from the sale of the spoils of this battle to pay your minimum hiring fee in one lump sum.”

"...I really don't want you to go bankrupt. The difference between the minimum wage and the contract fee is about double..."

"So! It's crucial that there's something good in this pile! What's confirmed right now is an epic shield called Bonefire; everything else is unknown... To avoid going bankrupt, I've decided to use something a bit more mystical..."

As she spoke, Tannis looked around at the people around her.