Boom! Xiang Ningxuan smashed to the ground as if he had been spewed out by erupting volcanic lava, and the lava blood splattered from the mecha burned the obsidian floor to a pulp.

The special psionic armor smoked lightly, and the multiple psionic shields began to operate with psionic brilliance. The fire-repellent rune works in full force, driving away the remaining flames; The Ice Blue Rune absorbs water vapor and cools the Warframe.

However, Xiang Ningxuan still felt as if he had been steamed, and struggled a few times before he got up.

Deathwing didn't feel good either, and the lava that erupted from his chest was his corrupted blood, spewing out so much at once that his body structure loosened. No way, after being corrupted by the ancient gods, Deathwing's body has become ancient and deified, becoming softer and softer, like a large slug, which must rely on essentia armor to fix its body.

"Long Xiang Army, forward!" Xiang Ningxuan shouted, and the dragon qi that was still condensed rose again, turning into the image of a Huaxia dragon and pounced forward with his mouth open.

Oh! Deathwing was inspired, and the power of faith accumulated by millions of Twilight cultists gathered on him, providing more protection than essentia armor.

Deathwing hadn't been seen for months, not doing nothing, but going around the world. If there is no frenzy of death and disaster, and there is still hope in people's hearts, who will believe in the cult?

Everywhere Deathwing went, the earth cracked, volcanoes erupted, forests burned, tsunamis, hurricanes, and a series of disasters destroyed the newly rebuilt homeland of mankind, which was a very heavy blow to the soul.

Next, the Twilight Sect can take advantage of the situation and spread cult beliefs and develop followers. In Azeroth, the Twilight cult was a mixed bag, accepting all races, and at its peak there were only a few hundred thousand people. There are far more humans on Earth, and in a few months, there are far more believers than Azeroth.

In India, many small countries are not very cohesive, and often a settlement is an independent force, with little communication with each other and no way to support each other. The Twilight Cult can expand calmly, brazenly occupying one settlement after another.

In Nanbang and Neon, there are also a lot of Twilight cultists, these two countries have strict prevention and control, if it were like Yinzhou, I am afraid it would have collapsed long ago.

Only Huaxia, even if Twilight's father took his own action, he couldn't develop.

Nowadays, no one knows how many believers the Twilight Sect has, anyway, the power of faith is too much to transmit to the ancient gods, so naturally it is cheaper to have the Deathwing that has already descended on the earth.

Rumble! Invisible forces collide with a turbulent flow of energy. Smoldering explosions in confined spaces cause horrific group damage.

Let's go! The half-dragon Malorak was slapped against the wall by Onexia, took a deep breath, and was burned beyond recognition. Then the fangs and claws tore the genius alchemist to shreds.

Oh! Onexia flapped her wings and roared, and the monstrous dragon might made the servants of the black dragon instinctively palpitate. This is the backdoor that Nefarian left behind, and it makes it easy for Deathwing to take over the forces he left behind. Similarly, in the face of Onexia's roar, the low-ranking miscellaneous soldiers did not dare to step forward at all, so they could only scatter and flee.

In fact, Nefarian's hand was learned from Deathwing, who, like Onexia, had his father's mark and instinctively feared when faced with Deathwing.

"Father, do you think that I should be as afraid and begging for mercy as these wretched creatures in your presence?" Onexia was flushed with anger, a swoop approaching the weakness of Deathwing, and buried her head in the dragon's horns.

The purple-black Twilight Faith Shields were torn to shreds beneath the red glow that burst from Onexia's sharp horns. The essentia armor on the ribs was bent and deformed, and lava-like blood flowed out of the gaps.

Rumble! Onexia is thrown away by the dragon's tail, but her minions also tear out Deathwing's hind legs.

In the entire experimental area, only Deathwing was left alone, and was attacked by the elite group and the two giant dragons. Once again, the Elite Regiments break into pieces and attack from all sides, leaving Deathwing in disarray.

His single attacks are often absorbed by Chen Qing's energy shield, while group attacks do not lose people in seconds, and with the help of Alexstasa and many healing heroes, he can quickly lift the blood line.

The elite group full of talents also has a variety of auxiliary professions, some of which can control micro nanorobots to repair equipment; Some can recover the energy that overflows on the battlefield to replenish the consumption of friendly troops; There are also auras and war dances, which provide a variety of support effects. The elite group is not just a group of high-level heroes, and the perennial team battles have long tempered them into a whole. With the cooperation of each other, the combat effectiveness exerted far exceeds the sum of all people.

Ten minutes later, the entire hall made of black rock in the experimental area has been turned into a potholed cavern, fortunately, the building built by the black iron dwarf did not cut corners, if it was an ordinary human building, it would have been destroyed a long time ago.

Neither of the warring sides seems to be able to do anything about the other, and they are still alive and well. Deathwing is supported by the power of faith, and the elite regiment is amazingly resilient, tenacious, well-supplied, and best at protracted combat, let alone fighting for more than ten minutes, even if it is a few days and nights.

"Ahh Damned humans, sooner or later I will destroy your world! Deathwing roared and erupted in waves of world-destroying black flames, turning the room into an oven. It's just that now, there's nothing left to bake.

The fire monkey opened its mouth half the size of his head, and the nearby flames slid into his mouth as he inhaled. You don't need to swallow all the black flames, just empty the black flames around the elite group.

The dragon qi condensed, crashing into Deathwing's iron jaw, and the Immortal Sword tore at the rolling lava in its chest.

Onexia always flanks Deathwing's tail behind the flank, and pounces on him when she gets the chance.

Deathwing's firepower erupted, exhausting itself half to death, but it didn't hurt anyone, and Twilight's power of faith consumed a lot of it.

Knock knock! Deathwing, charging with its head down, was unstoppable, but the elite regiment quickly dispersed from both sides, melee flanks pinned down, and remotely shifted to the rear. It's just a change of direction, and there is no change in the battle situation.

"I have more important things to do, let you go this time and let Cromatus play with you!" This time, the menacing Deathwing did not look back, but rushed straight to the rooftop, shook its wings, and flew out directly. The power of faith isn't easy to accumulate, and Deathwing isn't like it's wasted in pointless battles. What's more, there were at least twenty pieces of essentia armor on his body that were loose, and he couldn't tell which one would fall off the chain, and his softened body swayed straight through the armor.

Just like the last time Alexstasa and Onexia wanted to escape, they couldn't stop it. Deathwing was determined to flash, and Xiang Ningxuan couldn't stop them either.

"Do you want to pursue?"

Xiang Ningxuan shook his head and said, "This time we came in a hurry, the gift for Deathwing is not ready yet, next time." ”