Parkens was right. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info divine descent technique, which is essentially to allow mortals to use their own physical mortals to bear the power of angels and even gods. These are fundamentally different concepts from the Light. The stronger the power of borrowing powerful angels and gods, and the longer the borrowing time, the greater the burden on the caster. The price paid for this so-called burden is not only as simple as magic and physical strength, but also physical functions, potential, lifespan, and even life itself, which may be lost at some point.

"This is the price of being a dog in the Firmament Heavenly Palace! They rule over you, over your souls and your faith, but they will use your lives as cannon fodder against us! O mortals, how foolish you are! At this time, don't you know repentance? Do you have to let yourself be destroyed, just for the will of those women in the Heavenly Palace? All I want is to go back to Orgrimmar, to Namoa, to be with my people! Even if it is, is it not okay? Parkens continued to rise into the air while withstanding the indiscriminate bombardment of the dense network of firepower, and he was still talking loudly and emotionally. In fact, such a little hurt now is a price that he can completely afford now.

"Song of Divine Punishment? Is this what you, a mere dragon knight, can match? The Bloodthirsty King again loudly conveyed a very palpable disdain, and at the densest point of the firepower network, it suddenly stopped. From the extreme movement to the extreme stillness, the turbid sea fog and clouds seemed to be locked by his action, and they all stopped changing for a while. Then, I heard a loud "boom", and the fog that was originally just made of water vapor seemed to have turned into a strong explosive (meow) and exploded directly. The shockwave roared and spread in all directions, causing the rain of bullets heading straight for Parkens to seem to be detracted.

Not only that, but in the tangible air shock wave, there was an invisible diffusion of divine power, and all the dragon knights and dragons present were shrouded in the opponent's counterattack in an instant, and they were more or less internally injured. And Eno, who was operating the Divine Descent Technique, his body trembled even more involuntarily. Half of his face was covered under the mask, and he couldn't see his expression at this time for a while, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he completely exposed his state at this time.

“…… Hold on! Jin Long whispered to his comrades-in-arms: "My friend, since it has come to this point, let's hold on to it to the end." I didn't choose to partner with you for the sake of failure. ”

"What a cruel fellow!" The taciturn former demon hunter secretly sneered in his heart. Although he was seriously injured, his eyes were much more focused than ever. Olufei, the Angel of the Piano, who was singing and playing the Song of Divine Punishment, suddenly became louder again, as if he had received the support of a new force, and it seemed that it had risen a notch in an instant. The brilliance in the realm of divine punishment was suddenly revealed, and if it was just the rising sun in the early morning, then this moment was clearly the brilliance of noon.

The three demon dragons were covered in such a gorgeous brilliant light, and their bodies seemed to be melted, constantly rising scarlet smoke like blood, and once again there was a brief wavering and stagnation.

"Concentrate your fire! Smash him one by one! "Belmont certainly can't pass up an opportunity like this.

We all know that the more ferocious the power and the more the rate of fire of a "flying prop" weapon, the greater the recoil, the more difficult it is to guarantee its range and crosshair. The average qualified machine gunner can form a crossfire fan with two heavy machine guns, but the top machine gunner can concentrate about 20 rounds of impact on a jeep, which is considered a miracle. Now, the power and rate of fire of this guided propelled cannon are more terrifying than all the machine weapons of the first half of the 20th century; Fortunately, the dragon as a "shooting platform" is at least more stable than all piston-engined aircraft, and the dragon knight as a shooter, his physical fitness and dynamic vision are far from what the average machine gunner on Earth can imagine.

They kept firing fiercely as they adjusted the muzzles of their cannons. Soon, all the cannons were focused on one of the dragon's necks. Originally, explosive shells were better than piercing shells, but if they all hit one point, sooner or later such a quantitative change would become a qualitative change - this is like the unified approach of a Juggernaut-level warrior against an enemy with thick skin and thick blood bars, if you stab at a point hundreds of times, there will always be a moment when the enemy will collapse.

Sure enough, it was exactly what Belmont thought. Hundreds of shells, exploding at one point, really seemed to form a sharp slash at this moment, like a slash swung by a god, a slash that even the body of a god in Parkens could not resist. One of his necks had been severed—or rather, all the flesh, tendons and bones had been torn apart by countless explosions. The massive head lost its connection to its torso and fell towards the sea.

It turns out that quantitative change can really cause qualitative change.

"We might be able to kill the gods with this new weapon." Even Belmont could not hide the passion and longing that flashed in his heart at this time. He suddenly felt as if he was standing at an inflection point before an era, a new era.

It was only at this time that Parkens seemed to truly feel the same pain as a "mortal", and he flailed his wings with all his might, fighting the danger of the other neck being set on fire, breaking free from the shackles of the Song of Divine Punishment, only to pounce on the dragon knights.

Once the distance is narrowed, the power of the cannon is difficult to use. Even dragons and dragon knights were as fragile as young children in front of the Bloodthirsty King, and they had no room for hand-to-hand combat. As a result, everyone could only disperse again, and the formation of concentrated fire and shooting naturally dispersed. Immediately afterward, the two heads under the three demon dragons let out a loud roar towards the golden dragon and his dragon knight Aino not far away, as well as the angel of the piano who was performing the song of divine punishment.

However, in the next moment, the holy light suddenly overflowed from his eyes, mouth, nose, and even the pores of his skin. It was as if his body instantly turned into a source of holy light. Then, the halo began to freeze, turning into a blazing flame, and the body of the dragon knight, wrapped in armor and battle robes, was suddenly ignited, and in just an instant, it was reduced to ashes in the incandescent flames.

Not only did the dragon knight himself turn to ashes, but even the golden dragon under his crotch was also shocked by such a backlash. Obviously he has the strongest body among the true dragons, but he can't help but wail, like a kite with a broken string, he completely loses his balance and floats away.

"See? There is a limit to the magic of divine descent, and this is also the end of cannon fodder! Parkens sneered. He saw that the Angel of the Qin, who had lost the support of the rules, could only stop chanting, and his body began to slowly blur, suddenly flapped his wings and sprinted, and his huge body seemed to have appeared in front of the angel as if it had only flickered. In Olufei's stunned expression, the three dragons stretched out their front paws, one grabbed his chest, and the other grabbed one of his wings, and so easily grasped the angel's body. In front of the huge body of the god of war, the equally majestic and tall Angel of the Qin, like a rabbit in front of the eagle, had almost no room for resistance, and then, his body that began to blur once again regained its substance.

The body of an angel is regarded as "untouchable and sacred", which actually means that the angel will return to the heavenly palace after fulfilling his duties on earth. In the process, his body began to blur and teleport back to the heavenly realm, and mortals could not touch the angels in the process at all...... However, a true demon god is different, they have the power closest to the origin of the laws of this world, and they know the knowledge closest to the ultimate mystery of the world. In the eyes of the Bloodthirsty King, even another god could be his prey, let alone an angel.

"If you're here, why go?" One dragon head burst out laughing wildly, while the other bit the angel's neck with a slam slam force, only to hear a strange "click" sound. Olufi's head seemed to turn 360 degrees around his body, and then it was tilted, lifeless, and the four wings of light lost all their luster and drooped low. The endless halo turned into brilliant particles, as if shattered with diamonds, spilling out of the angel's wounds and floating into the air, beautiful as a dream...... However, with the angel who has lost his upgrade and his body is twisted, and the terrifying demon dragon who carries his corpse, such a scene is so cruel that it makes people feel cold all over the body.

"I am the Lord of strife and slaughter! Blood and life are my nourishment, and flesh and blood are also the source of my strength. Thank you for your support, Aphrodite! Carrying the corpse of an angel, Packens threw his head up to the sky and laughed mockingly at Aphrodite, the lord of Oruffi, the goddess of beauty and art.

The thick clouds of the sky fluttered like boiling water, as if Aphrodite's wrath was conveying. However, even if she is the main god of the Holy Spirit, she has nothing to do with Parkens, who is in the main physical plane.

The Bloodthirsty King bit the angel with a big mouth, tore off his entire skull, and swallowed it in one gulp. The divine life of the holy light and positive energy gathered seemed to have become the nourishment of the demon god at this time. Then, everyone was shocked to find that the neck that had just been severed by the dragon knights with machine guns had already gushed out of the wound with a large number of sarcomas, growing wildly.

He was clearly using the flesh and blood of angels as nourishment to repair his wounded body.

"Don't think!" And at this moment, the golden dragon, who had lost his partner, let out a loud roar. He had obviously been hit so hard that he could barely maintain his balance in the air, but he suddenly flapped his wings again with all his might, and with the last physical strength and the last will, he endured the pain and opened his mouth at the three demon dragons, spitting out crimson dragon breath.

"Fuck off! Miscellaneous soldiers! Pacens let the dragon's breath slam into his back, but he didn't even bother to dodge or defend. For this demon god, a "medie" adult golden dragon may really only be regarded as a miscellaneous soldier, right? With a wave of his hand, a hurricane of sword qi roared away, completely covering the golden dragon.

Even if it is an ancient dragon, covered by such a divine power, there is only one dead word. Parkens said he was relieved and opened his mouth to continue his meal. However, in the next minute, I saw a pure white light flashing in the rushing wind, and the golden dragon rushed out of the cutting of the deadly divine power. He was almost half of his body - his tail and two hind legs were gone, his wings were torn to pieces, and at first glance he looked like the skeleton of a bone dragon, and even half of his head remained, and in the blur of flesh and blood, only one eye was still blazing. Yes, even with only one eye left, he still stared at Parkens angrily, and the persistence and determination in his eyes were like the sharpest sword. It was so sharp that the demon god felt a trace of palpitations.

"Just got the white light? Well, was it a priest of Bahamut? What a guy it's been a long time coming! Parkens suddenly realized and exclaimed, "But so what? Your God has long since left this world! What else can you do now? What else can be done to a true God? ”

On the half-flesh and blood dragon head, there was a sneering look: "Thank you Lu Xi? A new twist from Berencaster! ”

The golden dragon's broken body slammed headlong into Parkens' body, and the space pockets of the dragon saddle on both sides had completely cracked, and all the shells embedded with all kinds of unstable obsidian and explosives were all dumped. At the same time, the armor core behind him didn't know when it had cracked, and the inner and outer three layers of the outer cover had long since disappeared, and the guiding core formed by several high-purity obsidian stones rotated unnaturally under the halo of magical power, exuding a rather ominous color.

“…… Well done! The dragon's eyes flashed with astonishment and anger, but when it came to his mouth, there was such a sincere compliment.

“…… Rumble! Boom Boom! "This is the most intense, but also the longest-lasting, explosion since the start of today's war. The bodies of the golden dragon and the angel were disintegrated into the tiniest particles in an instant, and Parkens himself was completely covered by a colorful halo mixed with various magical explosions, and the body like a dark cloud could no longer be seen.

This may also be the most gorgeous and colorful that blooms in the sky above this rift between heaven and earth.

"Well done!" The same compliment, from the Calamity King above. The crimson giant was still wrapped in his armor, and his lower body was still a boiling storm of firepower, as if it were about to melt at the slightest glance. Nine giant nightmare beast heads flared their teeth and claws at the giant's side, arrogant and domineering, but seemingly unscathed.

However, on the other side, the main force of the Dragon Knights, led by the head of the regiment Hector himself, is a different scene. There were more than two hundred and fifty dragon knights participating in the siege of Ramheed, however, at this time, there were less than one hundred and fifty dragons still flying in the air, and many of them had lost their partners forever. In addition, the dragon knights who are alive and can continue to fight are already wounded - such a battlefield, of course, there are no seriously wounded who are alive but have lost their combat effectiveness, and they will either die or continue to fight, and that's it......

Moreover, we must know that this is still a situation that can barely be maintained under the protection of the Song of Heavenly Divine Punishment.

Hector once again stopped the fluctuation of Calamity's divine power, but this time, he was shocked back more than a hundred meters by the entire human and dragon forces. Fashion, from the beginning of the war, the physical strength and internal injuries suffered by the dragon knight commander in each round of battle have increased, and he can still hold on to this point, even the king of calamity has to express his appreciation.

"It's really beautiful!" Ramhid said to Hector: "It's you, or your men who use funny little toys! Dragon Knights, huh...... From the day you were founded, you have been at the forefront of the fight against me! Every time, it's also my confidant! However, you are now stronger than your ancestors in any previous era. ”

"Who wants you to compliment!" The dragon knights seemed to want to say this, but at this time, they were already at their limit and didn't bother to say a word. Save the physical strength of Tucao, and maybe you can hold on for two more rounds.

"But that's the limit, isn't it?" Ramhid looked at the magic array above his head, and there seemed to be a smile in his voice: "Little knight, and the daughter of the dragon king Patunax, don't you realize why it took so much time to make this small crack that could not be repaired?" ”

Yes, it was originally thought that the time for Shanna Rowling and her team to jointly cast a spell and neutralize the Abyssal Gate was expected to be about ten minutes. But now, almost twenty minutes later, the abyssal gate still doesn't show any weakness. A steady stream of demons was still pouring out of that gate, and the only supreme lord of the abyss showed no sign of being rejected by the rules of the main material plane.

And now, the demons are far from reaching the limit, and the dragon knights, as well as the knight of Bellet, who is struggling to maintain the song of divine punishment, should be at the limit, right?

"I'm tired of the long tug-of-war with you! Thierou? Lin Ge, Samor? Issus, Fenorris? Dracol, Parn? Vallis...... I'm tired of remembering these names that make me so unhappy every time. Ramhid said: "Yes, I'm tired of it!" Every one of you, please die here. ”

As soon as his words fell, above the zenith, in the magic circle of the Song of Divine Punishment, a dragon knight who had jointly cast spells was also suddenly raised, and the holy fire from the inside out turned into ashes, just like Aino a few minutes ago.

It was also a precursor to the Song of Divine Punishment beginning to crumble.