Chapter 422: Each Has Its Own Losses
Lei Yang, the Sect Master of Mountains and Seas, the high-level peak cultivator of the Holy King, is the second most important person after the Heavenly Dao Sect Sect Master Zhuge Jinglu in the intelligence summary of the United Army of Science and Technology Civilization, if he can be killed, the battle in front of him will be equivalent to winning half of it first.
It's just that this thought, Sima Qinghou can only force his heart to suppress in the bottom of his heart, and he can't put it into action.
At present, there are more than 100,000 soldiers in the Weixi Empire's genetic modification legion, most of whom have reached the ninth order of thunder, and the five-person team led by Sima Qinghou and Tsukasa Hu has already successfully broken through to the realm of first-order slaughterers, and has the ability to compete head-on with the first-order gods, and the more than two hundred high-level saint kings actually can't cause too much pressure on them.
However, according to the intelligence, in this war launched by the Xiuzhen World, in addition to the cultivation forces of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Mountain and Sea Sect from the Four Sacred Domains, two god-level monks were also invited to help.
For god-level monks, little is known about scientific and technological civilization, and even the realm of these two people is and where they are located at this moment, if they act rashly, it is very likely to attract a fatal blow.
According to Tolsi's guess, these two god-level powerhouses of unknown origin should play the role of backup, and they will not appear on the battlefield at the beginning, but hide in the shadows, ready to kill the top genetically modified warriors of technological civilization at any time.
Even if the battlefields are tens of thousands of miles apart, they can only be reached in an instant for god-level monks.
Therefore, until now, more than 20 first-order slaughterers of the scientific and technological civilization have never made a direct move, but are engaged in a war of attrition with the Xiuzhen army.
In this way, it is fair that the top combat power of both sides has maintained restraint at the same time.
The main reason for this situation is that they do not know each other well enough, and the god-level monks have a keen sense, and they must have long been aware of the dozens of extremely powerful auras that can pose a threat to themselves in the scientific and technological civilization camp, and the scientific and technological civilization side, in the case of not being able to determine the specific realm of the god-level monks, does not dare to expose their strength prematurely.
In case there was a middle-level god among those two, or even a more terrifying high-level god than a middle-level god, it would be almost a catastrophe for technological civilization.
More than twenty first-order slaughterers, even if they swarmed up, they couldn't defeat a high-level Heavenly God cultivator.
As far as a technological civilization is concerned, the value of any genetically modified warrior at the level of a slaughterer is far greater than that of an advanced starship, and it must not be easily lost.
Even if a megaton warship is damaged, the arsenal can make it in a month at most, and it takes a long time to train a slaughterer genetically modified warrior for a long time, and it is self-evident which is more important than the other.
Therefore, even if Emperor Tolsy saw the battlefield falling into a stalemate, extremely miserable, he had no intention of ordering a five-person team to be dispatched.
If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.
After more than 20 years on the battlefield, Tolsy is no longer the hairy boy who acted impulsively back then.
What's more, in the current battle situation, the Xiuzhen world does not have any advantage, and is completely in a situation of equal strength.
It depends on which side dares to work harder and is willing to sacrifice.
"Damn, why are these ants so difficult?"
In the army of monks, a middle-aged man with a long sword roared loudly, his magic robe with amazing defensive power had long been riddled with holes, all of which were scars left by mecha warriors.
"Senior brother, don't worry, the ancestor has invited two gods to help this time, are you still afraid of these ants?" someone next to him sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black mecha more than three meters tall fell from the sky, and the blazing laser sword cut through the sky and cut off his head.
"Ants!
Seeing that his fellow disciples were in different places, the middle-aged man screamed, and the long sword in his hand turned into a rainbow light and shot away.
The mecha warrior snorted coldly and brandished his laser sword to meet the enemy.
"Puff ......"
Two long swords from different worlds came into contact with each other, making a strange sound, like a red-hot iron bar inserted into cold water, and a huge cloud of smoke rose up.
The ultra-powerful laser sword equipped with the all-round fifth-generation mecha can have a core temperature of up to 100,000 degrees, which is enough to melt any metal in the world, and ordinary magic weapons can't resist it at all, and the middle part of the middle-aged monk's flying sword quickly became charred black.
The natal flying sword was damaged, the middle-aged man's heart was shocked, he raised his head and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and was just about to fly away, but was hit by a sudden cannonball, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.
After killing two people in a row, the mecha warrior's confidence increased greatly, and he was about to look for the next target, when suddenly a spiritual power hand slapped down from the top of his head, with the power of thunder, crushing him even the armor into powder.
A middle-level Saint King old man slowly fell from the void, murderous.
"Rush, destroy this group of ants. ”
Thousands of monks followed behind the old man, roaring and killing the mecha battle group, and the sound shook the sky.
"Fire and beat these dogs into a sieve!"
"Boom...... Boom!!"
The scientific and technological civilization camp showed no weakness, and the weapons of various calibers on the battleships in the distance burst into flames together, and the energy cannons and missiles fell like hailstones.
The mechs also rushed forward under the cover of fire, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. Some slashed left and right with laser swords, while others turned on their portable energy cannons regardless of the danger, and a cannonball passed by at an ultra-close range, instantly blowing up the surrounding crowd on their backs.
The most popular thing is the dozens of fifth-generation and semi-mecha equipped with "super high-speed heavy machine guns", as long as the barrel starts to rotate, it is like a sickle in the hand of the god of death, harvesting lives in large quantities, and many monks below the saint level, even if they sacrifice the talisman magic weapon, it has no effect.
The energy projectile with a compression rate of up to 300 percent, the rate of fire has reached thousands of rounds per second, and those low-grade defensive magic weapons are no different from paper paste, they can't support them for a few seconds at all, and for a while, flesh and blood are flying, and blood is flowing like a river.
"Don't panic, everyone, form a formation!"
Seeing this scene, the old man of the middle-level Saint King turned blue, and he helplessly found that in this war, most of the disciples with low cultivation had all become pitiful cannon fodder, and they didn't even have a chance to make a move.
Unless you reach the cultivation of a saint, you will have the power to protect yourself.
What surprised him even more was that a series of attack methods such as runes, magic weapons, and spiritual power that were extremely lethal to the technological ants in the past could not achieve the expected effect at all, at most leaving a trace on the protective shield of those ants wearing mechas, unable to break their defenses.
In just one shot, hundreds of casualties were added.
He couldn't figure it out, only more than ten years had passed, how could the originally fragile ant world become so powerful?
Why didn't the Heavenly Dao Sect Master make any warning in advance, didn't even he calculate this scene?
The Heavenly Spirit Array is one of the most powerful formations of the Lingyun Sect where the old man is located, and it needs at least two hundred people to maintain it together, which can connect the spiritual power of individuals together, but the power is instantly increased by several times, and it can be attacked and defended.
Soon, the two mecha battle teams rushed into the center of the Heavenly Spirit Array.
The aura array flowed, and the laser sword was devoured without a trace in an instant, and dozens of genetic warriors wearing mecha were also wrapped in it, and after struggling for more than ten seconds, they were completely reduced to a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.
"Damn, this bullshit formation is so powerful?" Tsukasa Tiger was taken aback.
He could see clearly just now, most of the more than 200 monks who formed the Great Array were Venerable or Great Venerable cultivators, and any mecha warrior could punch one at a time, but now the two mecha squads were slaughtered.
"Grandma's, pull up the spiritual power devouring cannon to Lao Tzu, and it!"
Tsukasa gritted his teeth and spat fiercely.
If it weren't for the fear of attracting those two god-level monks in the shadows, he would have rushed up and slaughtered these eight lambs with his own hands, and now it seems that he can only use secret weapons.
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According to later historical records, the war that broke out on April 2, 2439 A.D. lasted for 14 days, with a total of more than 2 million troops from both sides.
Half a month later, the first phase of the war ended, and the Xiuzhen army lost more than 200,000 people, most of whom were saints and monks below the saints, more than 5,000 great saint monks, and more than 30 saint kings.
On the side of scientific and technological civilization, genetic warriors and all-round mecha have also lost 300,000 units, and more than 1,000 interstellar warships of various types.
Overall, neither side took advantage of anything, and both sides lost.
In addition, the top combat power of the two camps has not been lost, and the two god-level monks in the legend of the Xiuzhen Realm have never made a move, and the genetically modified warriors of the slaughterer of the technological civilization are only responsible for directing the battle, and have never personally fought in battle.
To a certain extent, this battle can be regarded as a test for both sides, and after finding out the details of the other side, they will die down, waiting and planning for the next big war.
The Xiuzhen army temporarily retreated to the edge of the galaxy, and arranged hundreds of large arrays on the occupied planets to isolate the aura to prevent the enemy from sneak attacks and snooping.
The scientific and technological civilization took advantage of this time to step up the production of weapons and equipment, and the arsenals of all countries were running at full speed for twenty hours, and mecha and warships were manufactured from the assembly line like dumplings.
In addition, the Hui Alliance, which is far away at the other end of the galaxy, has also sent a huge reinforcement force and is rushing to the star field where the Ayo Alliance is located at full speed.
It is said that the Silver Radiance Republic has developed a great killing weapon capable of killing high-level gods, and at that time, the slaughterers of scientific and technological civilization will be able to take action without scruples and eliminate those high-level saint kings and powerhouses in the Xiuzhen army.
When the next pitched battle will come, no one knows.
The only thing that is certain is that it will only get more brutal each time, and it will never stop until the winner is finally decided.