When Tony got into the tank and saw the crew members who didn't know what to say, the T800 outside the tank had already turned around and walked towards the demon troops that had collapsed.

Some demon troops rushed towards him wielding long swords, while others covered the already badly wounded demon general to retreat.

The T800 puppet, who had already dominated the battlefield like a god, wore his angry smiling mask, and took a step towards the demon soldiers wielding long swords.

He walked leisurely, as if he was watching his own back garden, and when the other party attacked with a long sword of black flame magic, he just waved his hand, and formed a huge magical defense barrier in front of him, blocking all attacks against him.

It was a desperate disparity in strength, and although the demons were still desperately attacking, they had no hope.

"Why struggle? Why not accept the rule of His Majesty the Great Emperor of Irlanhill? We're leading the world forward! And you're just a stumbling block! ......" The T800 walked forward confidently, and then with a mistake of both hands, he broke off a demon's very thick looking arm.

As he spoke, he took the sword that had fallen from the demon that had twisted his arm into an S-shape in his hand, and slashed the demon's head with his backhand.

T800 gently pushed with the palm of his other hand, and the other demon who rushed over was pushed into the distance by the surging air, falling and rolling in embarrassment, until it fell a few meters away before stopping.

The demon's body was covered in dust, and its armor was distorted by the tremendous impact. When he was in the air, he struggled in pain because of the squeezing, his hands and legs were broken in the rolling, and when the whole person stopped, he could only vomit blood and wait for death.

"You're like a virus! Suddenly from appearing in this world! You are not supposed to exist...... Isn't it good to accept your fate and meet death? T800 pulled out a circle of sword flowers with the long sword in his hand, slashed the third demon who rushed forward, and said sarcastically.

Tony saw all this in the periscope of the tank, and also heard the unsuppressed voice of the T800, with a helpless expression on his face: "I'll just say, this group of magicians is a virtue!" ”

The demons on both sides of the intersection poured in like a tidal wave, and they were greeted by two huge magic arrays beside the T800. These two magic arrays were like life-devouring devils, splashing out countless magic spells, drowning the demon armies that seemed to be strong.

Before the demons in the distance could retreat or continue their attack, the covered artillery fire of Iran Hill was enveloped, and dense 155 mm howitzer shells rained down nearby, covering the open space where the demons were located at once.

The demons attacking the crossroads have finally retreated, and this may be the first time they have started their own retreat today. The demonic forces that had crossed the roads on both sides of the intersection also had to suspend their outflanking attacks.

At the same time, in the city of Ferry, where both sides have invested a lot of troops in the battle, a street that is already full of demons and human corpses, a T800 wearing a black robe and a smiley mask on his face walks on the empty street.

In front of him, there was an army of demons who kept retreating, retreating, and had long been frightened, and behind him were empty streets with nothing.

This T800 slowly raised his hands and showed his complex palms made of steel, which frightened the countless demon soldiers on the opposite side once again involuntarily retreated several steps.

However, the magic array didn't light up in front of him, as he just waved his hands at these demon soldiers: "Don't be afraid! Go on the offensive! I'm testing the standby time of this puppet ......"

A few blocks away, a tall demonic officer, struggling with a hideous face, like a desperate minion.

Behind him, a man in a smiley mask pinched the head of a demon officer with his palm, like carrying a child who had made a mistake.

Behind him was a group of Iran Hill Grenadiers who had run out of bullets, their faces full of disbelief, but their eyes were full of surprise at this moment.

A moment ago, they were still surrounded by ammunition, and there was no rescue after running out of ammunition and food, and they were about to sacrifice their lives for the country. And at this moment, they saw a man descend from the sky and slay the invincible demon in front of them.

What's even more terrifying is that this magic god of war actually captured the officers led by the demons alive, and it can be described by the word "probe".

To use a popular phrase, happiness came too quickly and too suddenly for these Irlanhill soldiers.

"Didn't you just look imposing?" The T800 puppet holding the head of the demon officer in one hand walked up to a group of demons as if he was carrying a rabbit, and then his remaining arm lifted up, his palm turned up, and a huge magic circle appeared above his head.

Within this magic array, countless ice picks erupted, as if countless machine gun bullets were fired into the team of demon soldiers.

Suddenly, a miserable scream sounded, and some demons who raised the magic defense barrier did not support it for a few seconds under the powerful attack, and they were hit by the ice pick and died tragically in the follow-up ice pick attack.

……

"Your Majesty! Since this thing is so easy to use...... "Looking at the two god puppets standing behind Chris who used to be Iran Hill's nightmares, and they are also improved super god puppets, Luo Kai excitedly opened his mouth to say his own suggestion.

And his words were interrupted by the Minister of Defense of Castena on the side. Jiang is still old and spicy, people are still old and fine, although Castena is handsome and handsome, but this does not mean that he is stupid.

The former king of the Higgs kingdom is still wise and wise, and has a set of ideas of his own. I only heard him speak, and said before Luo Kai: "Your Majesty! This thing is so easy to use, if it can be mass-produced, we can be invincible! ”

Chris shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, this thing can't be mass-produced!" Moreover, the flaws are quite large. ”

He pointed to the two wordless Iran Hill Modified God Puppets behind him, and introduced, "In order to avoid being affected by the temptation of the origin of magic, this thing must be implanted with human spiritual power as the basis for the operation of the puppet itself. ”

"The mental power of an ordinary person is not enough to control a god puppet, let alone the latest improved god puppet?" He paused slightly when he said this, and then continued: "In addition, the materials are too expensive, and the 80486 chip is also difficult to manufacture, and the price is ridiculously high. ”

"There are still some problems, such as not being able to find people with high loyalty to export spiritual power to control these god puppets." After saying this, he shook his head and gave a very absolute conclusion: "Mass production is impossible, and maintaining these quantities at present is already the limit of what we can do." ”

"That'...... How many T800s are there now? Wagron frowned slightly, and asked curiously.

"My spiritual power, the maximum number that can be maintained, is nine, two are by my side now, and the rest have been sent to Ferry City." Chris didn't intend to hide it, and replied.

In fact, he didn't have to hide it, no one could thoroughly investigate how many god puppets he could control. Even if it is found that there are several god golems, it is not necessarily the actual number of god golems.

"It's quite a lot...... Hearing this amount, Vagron let out a sigh of relief and asked Chris, "So, our battle in Ferry City will definitely be won?" ”

"If the enemy can't come up with any decent new means, I think victory will surely belong to Iran Hill." Chris replied firmly.

He has faith in the T800, and a lot of confidence. No matter how powerful the demon army is, it can't be stronger than these killing machines he has created.

……

"Put me down! Put me down! I'm going to keep fighting with him! Demons never flinch! Bastard! Bastard! Put me down! In the midst of a group of soldiers who carried themselves back quickly, the demon general struggled incessantly.

He is not willing to fail like this, nor is he willing to bury the good situation like this. He saw that he was about to meet the final victory, but these god puppets wearing smiling masks suddenly appeared, and easily turned the tide of the battle.

In the sky, two T800 god puppets came and went like the wind, and they had already shot down several demon dragons of the demon army.

Although these demon dragons are not precious, they are not squandered troops casually - after losing dozens of them, the demon dragon troops have completely lost the arrogance they had just now.

The two T800 puppets in charge of the sky covered each other, like two fighter jets, shuttling between the clouds, hunting their targets one after another. Every target that is locked on will then be destroyed by them in the sky.

And on the ground, beside the T800 god puppet at the crossroads, another T800 god puppet flying from a distance fell gently, and the floating magic under his feet gently dispersed, and asked, "Can you use me to help?" ”

"You're just as annoying as Chris's master." T800, who was carrying a long sword in his hand, said coldly.

Then the T800 who came after laughed and teased: "Aren't you different from Master Chris?" We are all doppelgangers of him, which one might be different? ”

In his own tank, watching the two T800s teasing on the battlefield, Tony was speechless with shock by what he saw in front of him - there were two of such powerful god puppets!