Under the blue sky, the sun scorched the ground, and the severed remains began to emit a pungent smell, and they would soon rot into bones and reassemble into tireless skeleton warriors, tainted by the power of the Deathreservers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it all didn't make sense, because the Death Squire who was able to control this course was gone, and it was just a matter of a hammer.

Zhang Chao indifferently put down the war hammer in his hand, the energy and body load of the Decepticon Zero had reached the limit, and crackling sparks began to jump out of the gaps of every part.

The energy vortex and the engine that were originally spinning at high speed have begun to rise green smoke, the shell of the high-strength nanoparticle fiber material has begun to soften, and the core has also collapsed a small piece......

It's like a 30-year-old bicycle that has been in operation for 30 years, and every part of its body is so tired that it is close to death...... Of course, if Decepticon Zero doesn't care that he only has a life span of ten minutes, it can be regarded as the end of his life.

This mech is completely useless.

But alas, his enemies did not hold out until this time.

At the edge of his hammer, there was a puddle of flesh on the monstrous spike - the bodies of three epic powerhouses were smeared on them like the corpses of flies that had been smashed by a fly swatter.

As for the rest, they didn't even have such a little residue left.

"I'm going to kill you!" Ghastay roared, the army in front of him was so full of grief that he had no morale at all, and it was as if the sky had fallen as he watched Optimus Prime of his tribe die in front of him.

Gesatet's eyes were bloodshot, if only the eight chiefs died, it would not be nothing, but they Gesathai people would be able to take advantage of the situation to annex these small tribes and strengthen themselves.

The tribes of the steppe are like the sun in the sky, rising and setting, and today it is called this, but tomorrow it may be swallowed up.

But the Three Martial Emperors of Gesatai also died...... That meant that the luck of the entire Gesathai had dropped by at least half, and he couldn't afford it.

Because it meant that Gesatet, who was in full swing, had already lost his day, and had skipped the long period of recession and reached the end of his rope, and Gesatet's dream was shattered in his own hands.

He felt sorry for the name "Gesatet" that he had carried, and substituted his clan name for his own, and such an honor had now become a painful torture, constantly eroding his sanity.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Gessadet let out one high-pitched roar after another, his voice as sharp and penetrating as a bird, his arms growing dense feathers, his long black hair turning into long feathers, and his legs turning into claws......

A moment later, his body actually turned into a giant owl - it was the power condensed by the powerful warriors of the late platinum period who gathered the only remaining luck of the entire steppe nomads.

Although the Three Emperors and Eight Chieftains had all died here, and the fall of Gesathai was inevitable, he also used it to destroy the enemy's most powerful war machine.

In his opinion, although the price is extremely heavy, but the matter has come to this, it is not irreparable, as long as he has plundered the luck of Shurima, a great empire that is at its peak, and obtained sufficient resources, under his strong hand, as long as he deters the rest of the steppe tribes, and then slowly spends time swallowing up the small tribes that have lost the eight chiefs, Gesathai still has a chance to return to the top!

And his anger will be vented with the destruction of this city!

The giant owl let out a cry, and the remaining owl riders followed closely one after another, like a hundred birds chirping towards the phoenix, and in the sharp eyes of Ge Satai, who had turned into a giant owl, he saw death and fire that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

That's a raging flame!

It was the inspiration given to him by the ancestral gods of the steppe nomads.

In his opinion, it must be the scene after he burned Shurima to the ground.

I saw his wings vibrate, every feather rubbed violently like a chainsaw, and bright sparks popped out of the air, his speed was so fast that it only took a few breaths to rush directly into the sky, turning into a pitch-black point.

Just as Zhang Chao jumped off the Decepticon mecha, he looked at the engine that had begun to smoke, patted the hot shell, and frowned.

He sighed, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes: "Decepticon mecha...... It's a pity, my comrade-in-arms, if you leave here this time, if you have any money left, you will definitely see the light of day again. ”

As he spoke, he slowly left, walking towards the armored city in the distance, he had already done what he had to do, and then, it was time for these Shurima soldiers to play, he didn't want to kill too many people, human life would die too easily, it would make him think that mortals were just like ants.

Albeit...... He has killed a lot.

Suddenly there was a shrill whistling sound in the sky, and it was Gesatet, whose beak was so sharp and shimmering as black iron that it swooped down from the sky.

However, Zhang Chao seemed to be really unguarded, just walking so carelessly, his steps began to become more frequent, as if he was stepping on a beat and a timer.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

It wasn't until ten steps that he stopped.

At this time, Ge Satai happened to swoop over the sky above the Decepticon mecha and handed out his sharp claws towards Zhang Chao.

However, as his footsteps stopped in place, a loud rumbling bang suddenly vibrated up, and just as Ge Satai had just skimmed over the sky above the Decepticon, he happened to be enveloped in this sudden explosion.

The explosion was earth-shattering, a mushroom cloud rose in the flat ground, and the endless energy storm caused the entire space to collapse, and a large number of Gesathai nomadic coalition troops who were closer were blown by this storm and were directly lifted into the sky.

And Zhang Chao used such a painting of flames in the sky as the background, passed through the pieces of dead corpses, and the fragments of Bingge came to the city gate.

"Real men never look back at explosions. Zhang Chao curled the corners of his mouth, and suddenly felt that he was very handsome now, very handsome, so handsome that he didn't want it, so he hurriedly instructed the system to be sure to save all the shots of this scene, and he planned to cut it well when he went back.

Just thinking like this, on the city wall, the countless soldiers suddenly let out a cheer in unison, and the cheers came in waves/waves like ocean waves.

He raised his head and looked at the crowded figure in the city, and then he heard the adjutant on the city gate shouting: "Open the city gate and welcome the marshal to triumph!"

Zhang Chao smiled and pointed into the distance: "Adjutant, bring my war horse over, and you command the large army to launch a full-scale counteroffensive." ”

"Marshal, then you ......"

"Royal Knight, charge with me!"