Chapter 662: Breaking the Formation
"Pi Chunsheng, Pi Chunsheng, wake up!"
Faint shouts and distant cacophony of chaos lingered in the dark world. At the end, the shouts became clearer and clearer, like a ray of sunlight at the end of the abyss grasping Pi Chunsheng's consciousness that he was about to fall asleep.
Pi Chunsheng tried to open his eyes, and the vision in front of him showed that the carriage was overturning at 90 degrees, and many people were knocked unconscious. The only one who is awake is Wu Qi, who woke him up.
What just happened?
Pi Chunsheng felt a pain in the back of his head, perhaps due to a slight concussion, and he couldn't remember what had happened before he passed out.
Wu Qi grabbed Pi Chunsheng's hand and pulled Pi Chunsheng up hard. Pi Chunsheng screamed in pain, and Wu Qi immediately lightened his movements and helped Pi Chunsheng lean against the wall.
"What just happened?" Pi Chunsheng asked dizzily.
"The pillar-backed behemoth and the mulberry dragon charged, and our field vehicle was knocked over by the agile mechs that flew over. It's like suddenly everyone doesn't react, and that's what happened. Wu Qi explained.
Wu Qi had a hunter's instinctive warning, so he released all the atavistic scales the moment before the agile mecha flew over and knocked over the battlefield vehicle, relying on his multiplied physical strength to withstand the impact of the wall with huge strength. The others were not as lucky as him, all of them crashed into the wall of the car, and even Yue Zhanfei, who had a seat belt fixed in the driver's seat, fainted.
Pi Chunsheng looked sideways out of the car window and saw the huge humanoid mecha that fell to the ground like their field vehicle, and understood the situation in a daze.
"Wait! The pillar-backed beast and the mulberry dragon have charged! Pi Chunsheng woke up suddenly, his movements were too large, and his neck, shoulders, back and other places were painful. After all, it wasn't just his head that hit the wall.
"Leave this alone, what is the result of the recitation? What is the true body of the throne? Wu Qi asked anxiously. He knew that the battle situation was very tense, and Sang Long had already led the army of the Plague Legion to overwhelm the border. Even if the destructive mecha kills the Sang Dragon with a high-energy annihilation cannon, a new "Evolution Behemoth" will definitely appear among the very close plague legions. Whether it's distance or time, there's not much room left for them to turn around.
Pi Chunsheng hurriedly searched for the body of the foal in the carriage. He glanced three times to find it, and tried to get up and walk over, but the aching bones forced him back to the floor.
The air seemed to be scorched, and the more critical the moment, the more Pi Chunsheng didn't want to drop the chain. He hated the state of affairs so much.
"I'll help you move the carcass of the foal." Wu Qi stood up and said.
"No, you carry me over! You can't spoil the scene, my gut tells me that the chanting is done. "Pi Chunsheng is categorical.
Wu Qi nodded, he grabbed Pi Chunsheng's back and leg socket as Pi Chunsheng said, and carried him to the side of the foal's corpse.
Pi Chunsheng finally arrived next to the carcass of the foal. He grabbed the foal by the back of the neck and lifted the front half of the carcass up. This Tipi Chunsheng found the black blood that flowed in the shadow of the corpse.
Pi Chunsheng's instinct became extremely strong, and he followed his instinct to pull the pony's corpse away, and the wall behind the pony's corpse really showed a bloody painting formed by black blood.
This is the black blood spurted out of the carcass of the foal due to the rupture of the tissues in the body due to the high-speed impact. If it weren't for the accident that caused the corpse to spurt blood, Pi Chunsheng didn't know how the corpse would form the result of the recitation. Even if the accident is bad, everything seems to be predestined.
The blood painting on the wall shows the upper body of the mulberry dragon, the dragon's head and mulberry-like swollen neck.
"Sang Long is the true body of the throne?" Pi Chunsheng couldn't help but be suspicious.
Wu Qi seemed to understand. He put his hand on Pi Chunsheng's shoulder and said loudly: "The result of the recitation may not be perfect, but it must be correct. Pi Chunsheng, you have made a great contribution! ”
"Really?"
"Well, everyone has asked you to take care of it for the time being."
Leaving this sentence, Wu Qi rushed to the skylight of the ceiling of the carriage without looking back, opened the skylight and flipped out.
On the battlefield, Sang Long had already led the Plague Legion to charge to an extremely short distance of less than 200 meters from the eight destructive mechs. Instead of rushing at the Mass Destruction Mech, it picked up two overturned armed heavy Battlefield vehicles, used them as shields, and moved forward.
This is equivalent to blocking the offensive options of Noah's army, whether it is heavy artillery shells or high-energy annihilation cannons, which will kill friendly forces. But Noah's army couldn't just be captured, 8 destructive mecha came to a set of small ** salvos at Sang Long, and dozens of drill mountains ** bypassed the battlefield vehicle held by Sang Long in front of them in the process of flying at high speed, and hit Sang Long's head with a bang.
Waves of fire poured out and smoke billowed out. Sang Long coldly got up and rushed forward, and the moment it broke through the smoke, it lifted the two field vehicles in front of its face, protecting its head and neck. The destructive mecha can only pour firepower into Sang Long's legs, but the hardness of the scales on Sang Long's legs is even more terrifying, and the 14.5 mm special *** bounced back directly when it hit it, leaving the scales with scars that are so small that they can't be seen clearly.
The Sang Long of the Sudden Destruction Mecha attracted the attention of 7 percent of the whole army, and the Plague Legion of the Suppression attracted 3 percent of the attention of the whole general. Almost no one paid attention to the incapacitated Pillarback Behemoth, and no soldier could look away from the chaotic battlefield to find the Pillarback Behemoth again.
The pillar-backed behemoth has been drained back to the throne with its "power of evolution", and it has shrunk back to its original form. After the death of the fire-stepping silver horse and the pillar-backed giant beast one after another, the "evolutionary power" transmitted by the air has already quietly merged into Sang Long's body.
Now the "power of evolution" carried by this mulberry dragon is at the same level as the Thunder Mammoth!
Sang Long's steps are like lightning, and his movements are swift shuttling through the rain of bullets and bullets, crossing the ** artillery fire; When it reached 100 meters away from the sabotage mech, the commander of the wall finally couldn't hold back and ordered the three sabotage mechs to fire high-energy annihilation cannons.
The deadly light of energy lit up, and Sang Long suddenly parted the hands that were blocking his face, and opened his mouth to spew out a thick cloud of dark purple mist. A dark purple mist enveloped the poison bead in the core, and in the blink of an eye, it was 100 meters away.
No one expected that the Mulberry Dragon, which had never shown its ability, would have a range of 100 meters. The spit of poison and purple mist instantly struck a destructive mech ready to charge. The poison bead instantly melted into a liquid state and released a massive amount of purple mist, and the blue light of the destructive mecha that was hit was extinguished, and the torso part was dyed with purple mud and melted and collapsed. The purple mist spread rapidly, and the blue light on the chest of the destructive mecha that was affected by the fog on both sides was extinguished one by one.