Chapter 198: Blowing the Trumpet

Mueller and Klein looked miserable though.

But it's just some trauma.

With their majestic physiques like Terminators, as long as they can save their lives, as soon as they are sent to the hospital, they will become vigorous after lying down for a month or two at most.

The archangel didn't continue to chase after him and continue to slash, and he felt that these two rammed goods were not threatening, so he rushed directly towards Ye Hao and them.

They didn't come down deep, there were only three floors in total. In addition, they are all strong and strong people, and they can still run a few hundred meters away.

Although the archangel was pitted by Muller, the greatest wings were also abolished. But with just two strong thighs, it was not so easy for Ye Hao and them to dodge over

It's just a jump, but the vertical distance of more than thirty meters high, rushes up in the blink of an eye.

It can be said that when Ye Hao and the others rushed behind Basang and them, the angel also stepped firmly in front of Han Zhongxuan.

Everyone present is a master who has been between life and death for I don't know how many times, and the so-called chivalry is shit to them. Especially Ye Hao, they were shocked when they saw Wilson's combat skills, but they were just surprised, if you let them do those things like heads-up in front of the formation when they have the advantage, they will definitely be scolded Xiang.

Basang's dragon claw knife is haunting, and he has already mastered his hunting skills, and he has used all his skills without reservation in this kind of fighting. And when Basang put away his sword and breathed, Han Zhongxuan's gun was like a poisonous dragon, coupled with the unpredictable no beat, he could always block the angel's sword when it was shot. As for Adams, he is more obscene, with the double blades in his hands, drawing a secret knife net, and directly attacking the opponent's next game.

As for the others, of course, they are not there to watch the big show, the marksmanship is very good, and at this time, the archangel's three-meter height is too prominent. The three of them are only 1.9 meters taller than Adams, and there is still a big gap between three meters.

Therefore, the overly prominent places in this paragraph will be dealt with by Ye Hao and them.

Is this Archangel strong?

Very strong!

Is it fast?

It can split a bullet in half, and the speed is of course extremely fast.

But the three of them were already the three with the strongest melee ability in this team, and the weapons in their hands were even more damaged. The sharpness of the dragon claw knife directly ignored the defense that the archangel was proud of. As for the black spear and the two short blades, needless to say, as long as it is pierced, it will not be long before this angel will turn to ashes.

This archangel is unlucky. The enemies he faced were not at all like the head-to-head ones that he remembered before.

In short, the hideous face of the Archangel told everyone what he thought.

Aggrieved.

Endless humiliation.

There is a rain of bullets on the top, and there are swords and swords below.

Flesh and blood flying, bones and tendons broken.

The white feathers fluttered like snowflakes, but the blood soaked on them told everyone that the angel could no longer carry it.

Both wings were all scrapped and hung behind them. The flesh and blood of the head were basically overturned by the bullets, and under the continuous flow of blood, the snow-white bones shone in the light.

The two thick thighs had been cut off, blood was gushing out, and its upper body stood stiffly in a pool of blood. Han Zhongxuan's spear directly pierced the armor and stabbed directly into the opponent's heart.

His left arm was also slashed off by Basan.

It can be said that the angel has been reduced to a human stick, except that its right hand still holds the dagger and struggles to support it.

Han Zhongxuan and the others were also tired, and the ten minutes of all-out battle had consumed all their energy. One by one, their legs trembled, and the reason why they were still standing was just holding on.

"Why isn't this thing dead? Old Han, didn't your shot hit the place?"

"No way! I ripped out his ruby heart. I guess it's not dead, I'm afraid it's holding on, right?"

The silence was terrible, because what was happening now was very different from what they knew.

Especially Han Zhongxuan, the discussion at the beginning was to use him as the core of the attack. For Basan's knife, though unmatchedly sharp, was too short for the angel, as was Adams' double blade.

Under the desperate cover of the two of them, Han Zhongxuan was able to pierce the angel's heart with one shot.

The plan was perfect, but the result was not what they wanted.

What fighting creature can withstand the corrosion of this black metal? Even a powerful being as powerful as a feathered serpent, after being stabbed, will inevitably turn into a pile of bones. But why is it that the angel here is so badly injured and still alive like this?

The reason why people nowadays dare to search for this kind of prehistoric relics is because of the mastery of this metal. Once there are combat creatures that ignore black metal, the little advantage that humans have over these monsters will be nullified again.

Pile up with human life again?

All the team members here are masters, and it would be distressing to die one. But even such people, such as Muller and Klein, are strong enough and their weapons are advanced enough, but even then they can't stop it!

"When. ”

There was a crunch.

The angel finally seemed to be unable to hold on, and the short sword in his hand fell.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they saw that the angel's only remaining eye was fierce. After glancing at everyone coldly, Yang Tian let out a terrible roar.

No one fired a shot, and there was no further movement from the Basang.

It's just a dying person, and it's not a big deal to shout twice to express the depression in your heart. It's not common in TV dramas to be the kind of people who are still yelling when they are dying, saying that cutting off their heads is just a big scar, and eighteen years later, they are a good man and the like.

Understandable.

But what happened next made everyone's hearts chuckle.

I saw that Da Tian used his only remaining right hand to stretch out to his back, and when he took it out, something familiar appeared in the hand of the big Ruopu fan!

Fifty centimeters long, crystal clear, white and flawless, I don't know what animal horn is made of.

And what it does is known.

It's a horn!

It's not the first time you've seen this thing. Two years ago, Xing Jie excavated one of the few things in the Norwegian ruins, and one of them was this thing.

Han Zhongxuan has watched the whole video, and after many people's discussions, although he doesn't know what this speaker is for, there is one thing that can still be figured out.

It's so precious that even anyone who can build a ruin thinks it's a treasure.

Not only that, but in the Holy See, countless white priests and cardinals also love it. They all agreed that this should be the appearance of the angelic trumpet in the book of Revelation.

Well, now one thing can be confirmed.

The priests guessed right, it was indeed the use of heaven.

However, when it is about to die, it can be said that there is no chance of winning before taking it out, and even when it is exhausted, it is still reluctant to use it, and you know that this thing is definitely not simple!

All the people were careless.

This angel is reluctant to use the weapon when he is dying, but it is actually easy to match?

Silently, a white circle appeared directly at the mouth of the horn, and flew towards the large army.

The rest made Han Zhongxuan's eyes crack, only to see the white circle passing, and the more than 20 people in the middle of the entire team directly turned into a cloud of blood mist!

"Give me death!" roared Basan.

Then he jumped up directly and slashed at the angel who was playing!