Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

In the psychedelic void, a beam of projection fell on a giant dragon's nest.

Perhaps this scene would be beyond the awareness of most mortals, because some Githyanki who look like orcs, with yellowish skin, wide pointed ears, and many spots on their faces are harmoniously together with a large group of red dragons Life.

At this moment, a projection of a thin-faced woman appeared. The golden pendant crown on her forehead shows her supreme status.

All the Githyanki clad in silver armor present immediately knelt down and paid their highest regards to the woman, who was wearing a dark red background mixed with mithril armor.

"Good day! His Majesty the 157th Vlaakith, the Supreme Lord of All Realms!"

Queen Vlaakith has been on the throne for nearly a thousand years. Her immortality is not because she never left the star realm, but because she has already turned herself into a lich.

In the slightly unreal projection, she is just a thin female Githyanki.

Perhaps she is obsessed with her appearance. At least she doesn't show herself in a scary lich appearance to the outside world.

Of course, as long as a Githyanki is brave enough, they can still see through her projection illusion her dry lips and her nostrils that appear slightly larger due to the atrophy of the muscles in her nose...

"In the distant continent of Kaos, a community of mind flayers was destroyed by a group of humans."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen, only a dead mind flayer is the best mind flayer." A Githyanki who looked very much like a general replied respectfully.

He wore a silver metal helmet shaped like an inverted bucket, with only two eyes exposed, but there was a small bracket behind the helmet, supporting a sun-shaped sculpture that shone brightly in the reflection of the firelight.

"Humans should have a very powerful magic item! Go and bring it to me!"

"Yes!" With that, the image of the Githyanki queen disappeared into the air.

The brief and straightforward command contained supreme violence.

No questions, no answers.

It doesn’t even matter who the other party is or who they believe in.

This practice of not telling how strong the enemy is, but only telling his subordinates where the enemy is, is full of arrogance and the absolute harshness of his rule.

[The Githyanki will do the jobs you can’t do! 】

Queen Vlaakith is so mean to her servants.

Unfortunately, not only herself, but also her subordinates had no awareness of this.

"The first to the last mind flayer in the world should be killed by us Githyanki!" The general raised his right arm high, a huge silver sword that looked like a scimitar gleaming in the air.

The queen's order deeply hurts the sensitive and proud pride of these Githyanki warriors! Not because they were ordered to plunder, not because they were asked to challenge a group of possibly extremely powerful humans, but because they, as the Githyanki army closest to the group that destroyed the mind flayers, failed to discover those mind flayers in advance. , but instead robbed mankind of its 'devil'.

The Queen's cold command actually ignited a burning fire in their hearts.

What the queen wants is a powerful magic prop that can lead her to the path to becoming a god. As for the owner of the prop, of course she must kill it.

Otherwise, there is no way to wash away the shame of their poor detection.

All of his men echoed the githyanki general's oath.

"Glory to the Githyanki—"

Soon, the entire army of Githyanki Dragoons was in motion.

Legend has it that the Githyanki have starships.

Obviously, this Githyanki army doesn't have it, and doesn't need it.

Because as long as one person rides on it, they have the ability to teleport through space.

The red dragons who signed an eternal oath with the Githyanki can be said to be the pinnacle of combat power among the chromatic dragons, and even among the red dragon clan. These elderly dragons’ starting and challenge levels are often close to those of level 20 red dragons, in addition to having Most of the general abilities of pure-blood dragons have a good level of space magic.

This allows a Githyanki dragon knight to chase down the mind flayer across space on his own.

After a short preparation time, hundreds of red dragons flew out of the huge dragon nest. They chanted mysterious dragon language magic and locked onto the Kaos continent.

When the door to a very psychedelic space opened, the Githyanki dragon knights excitedly rushed through.

…

It should have been an ordinary day for Swetlanders.

The Switlanders, who are addicted to the art of playing with money, that is, loan sharks, talk all about the war north of Barbarossa, such as tricking a certain nobleman into signing a loan with an annual interest rate of 210%, or lending money to a large weapons merchant. Made a war fortune.

It wasn't until the extremely intimidating dragon roar resounded across the sky that they couldn't help but raise their heads, which were filled with gold coins, and gaze at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Swetland's city defense soldiers and mercenaries also looked up blankly.

The clear sky suddenly became chaotic, and more huge red figures were appearing in the sky. Looking from a distance, it looks like a red butterfly dancing.

Every time the arcane light flashes, an extremely eye-catching huge red dragon appears.

These red dragons are so eye-catching that few Swetlanders notice. There is often a heavily armored knight on the back of the red dragon who is fully armored and wields a long silver sword.

The formation of the Red Dragon Group was completely spread out on the sky for several kilometers. In less than a quarter of an hour, a vast sea of ​​dragons appeared in half the sky - each red dragon seemed to be flapping its red wings blessed with flames. Their arrival , is simply the god of death that sounds the death knell for the world.

There was silence on the earth for a moment.

"They are not the humans who killed the mind flayers."

"What's the difference? They're just ants that need to be plundered."

That’s right, humans are nothing more than fat sheep to the Githyanki.

There is no difference between a Swetlander and a Marino.

The red dragons began to dive and attack.

After warning to no avail, the well-equipped Swetlanders launched a desperate counterattack.

What's even more desperate is that the armor-piercing crossbows in their hands, which are said to be able to shoot through the tough skin of giant dragons, were knocked away in front of the scales of the leader [extremely old dragon] whose hardness is beyond the imagination of mortals.

This round of attack was the last struggle of the Switlanders.

Following the terrifying dragon's breath that traversed the city, the ballistas and buildings were all completely torn apart after a burst of sharp destruction and explosions.

The reliefs that they were proud of, the masonry and wooden boards with gorgeous patterns, all broke and collapsed, turning into debris and fragments falling down one after another.

Under the collective attack of fifty red dragons, a city of thirty thousand people turned into ruins in an instant.