When the mission target is surrounded by a base and it is difficult to escape, it can only be defended, in order to avoid being delayed by the other party for too long and making the situation uncertain, so it is natural to choose to use the high-power map artillery weapon of the siege city, and Tracest has been acting according to this pre-made plan from the beginning, without any mistakes.

Therefore, the girl was full of confidence in the earth-shattering blow of the Fire Phoenix (pseudo), as if she had seen the strange buildings of the Sitneyla people that were half mechanical and half creatures collapsing like building blocks in the skyrocketing flames, as well as the miserable appearance of Nangong Rong and the others trying to escape from this purgatory with desperate faces, but in the end they fell down one after another in vain.

After all, although the surface of the crow's body is only an ordinary flame, but after the eldest lady strengthens it with her own energy, its temperature is no different from that of a celestial body, and it is impossible to block its impact by ordinary methods - even Bigal, he is estimated to have been killed by the flames before he shocked the crow's body back.

It so happened that Mr. Deacon also thought so, he didn't think about shaking the crow back at all, but very pragmatically and large-scale changes in the terrain to make the ground continue to rise and rise, as if an incomparably huge city wall blocked the path of the fire phoenix (pseudo), ready to resist the impact of the other party through this method.

It's a good idea, at least in theory, but Bigar doesn't expect much from it. Because he knew very well that his "city wall" could not withstand the impact of the fire phoenix (pseudo) at all, and its performance was definitely no better than the city wall that had protected mankind for nearly a hundred years, but one day it was kicked and broken by a certain specification, which caused countless crunchy tragedies, at best, it could only slightly hinder the speed of the other party.

Even so, Bigar didn't plan to turn around and run away, for him, he would either die after killing Trist with the same fate, or he would be killed by Trist in battle, and he didn't plan to make any other choice as he was ready to die.

"Is this your response?" Trist didn't continue to participate in the battle in person after letting the crow start to dive, and the girl who is now in a weak state doesn't have that ability, so the eldest lady who is paying attention to the battle situation naturally has the mood and time to comment, "The idea is not bad, but it's a pity that there is no difference between that thing and paper paste when the strength is insufficient, let me help you recognize this!"

The crow, covered in flames, dragged its dazzling wake and long chirp, as if in response to the words of the eldest lady, did not raise its flight altitude and tried to cross the city wall, but ran straight into it. Bigal, who was struggling to maintain the walls, felt an unimaginable force suddenly pass from his hands, and then he lost control of the walls.

Of course, this was only a delusion on the part of Mr. Deacon, and in fact he did not lose control of the walls, but the walls under his control had disappeared. Originally, Bigar thought that he could hold out for half a minute or even a minute at the worst, but Trist slapped him in the face with practical actions, and then told him a fact.

The eldest lady's fire phoenix (pseudo) is a legendary treasure of the opposite city—you should really look at it—how can a mere human being barely make up a few dozen meters of earth wall with not much strength can be stopped?

"Is this my last......"

Raising his head and watching with an expressionless face as the earthen wall quickly disintegrated and a crow's head covered in flames poked out viciously from behind the countless fragments, Bigal couldn't help but mutter.

He didn't feel scared, he just felt a little sorry, his strength growth rate was really not comparable to the extent that Trist, who had a lot of resources and means behind him, accepted the abyss strengthening transformation, which was also something that could not be helped.

Bigal, who was about to quietly meet death, stood indifferently and did not move, and the fire phoenix (pseudo) did not intend to be polite to him, and rushed towards him with its mouth open directly against the ground, completely preparing to swallow Mr. Deacon into his stomach.

Then a beautiful sky blue shield appeared very abruptly between the fire phoenix (pseudo) and Bigal, and the crow crashed into it before it had time to react, and the whole bird twisted into a strange and even weird posture and clinged to the surface of the shield, just like a funny character in the comics.

However, the shield side was not comfortable, it was extremely badly deformed under the impact of the crows, and in many places there were even dense cracks, and they continued to expand in the scorching flames, and there was no sign of repair.

"Wide-area shield?" Bigal, who had retrieved a life, turned his head to look at the building, immediately understood what was going on, and then turned his gaze back to the crow, "but it still doesn't work, even the wide-area shield can't stop that monster." ”

Although the Fire Phoenix (pseudo) does not possess the ability to absorb energy like Trist, its destructive power is so great that even the Sitneyrians would not be able to resist it if they concentrated the shield's energy in one direction. After all, it was originally designed to destroy a strong fortress, so a mere wide-area shield or something would not be a problem.

The dazed crow quickly shook its head and adjusted its posture back to normal, and after seeing what it was [sneaking up] on, it roared loudly (which is not the right word), raised its head backwards and slammed it into the surface of the shield. Without using claws, wings, or flames from his mouth, the guy chose to compete with the shield with his head, which at first glance felt stupid.

However, in reality, this is not the case, the body of this fire phoenix (pseudo) has been converted into energy after being ignited, and it can concentrate energy in a certain part of the body, so it has no effect on whether it chooses the head or the claws.

The head is chosen here just because it's more convenient.

"What are you still in a daze!?" To be honest, Bigal was completely stunned at this time, but the angry shouts from behind Mr. Deacon made him come back to his senses instantly, "Hurry up and leave, or are you going to use your face to experience how high the other party's body surface temperature is?"

It was Charlot, a man who risked his ability to leave the building and run near Bigar, apparently intending to pull Mr. Deacon back.

The shield shook violently like a ripple of water under the impact of the crow, and the cracks that had been created before were expanding with the impact, and even flames seeped through the cracks, and even the blazing heat almost scorched Bigal's hair even from a distance.

The temperature soon became no longer suitable for human activities, and even if Bigal had no intention of leaving, he couldn't help but retreat again and again, and then Charlotte grabbed his arm and pulled him, and finally made Mr. Deacon give up the idea of facing the fire phoenix (pseudo) outside, and followed the knight back to the building.

"Are you going to hide like a shrunken turtle?" Trist, who was holding her hands in mid-air with a look on her face, suddenly snorted and laughed lightly, her tone full of disdain, "It doesn't matter, anyway, whether you stand up and resist or hide in the ground with your head in your hands, you can't escape the fate of being destroyed." There's nothing to be afraid of, just stand there and accept death in peace. ”

There is actually a reason why the eldest lady is so middle-two, and she is so confident, after the fire phoenix (pseudo) pecked hard with her beak a few times, the wide-area shield that was taller than Mr. Deacon's earthen city wall was finally chiseled through with a click, and then a chain reaction began from a small gap, and countless cracks quickly covered the entire shield, and finally completely disintegrated and shattered.

It took more than a minute in total, and the shield seemed to be more fragile than expected, but Trister didn't care, the resistance of the Sitneylanas was no different from the death struggle, and how long they held out could not change the final outcome.

The crow swept across the ground at such high speeds that the earth and ice burned as it passed, and the cold ice turned into a scorching purgatory almost in the blink of an eye, and rushed straight into the building where they were like a vicious demon god.

Everything that stood in the way of the Fire Phoenix (pseudo) was crushed by it, whether it was the huge earth element that gave up the triceratops and stood up on its own initiative or the Zeolis who was not afraid of death in vain trying to stop the crows in numbers, either he was directly knocked into the sky and debris or he couldn't even get close and burned directly, completely unable to hinder the other party for even a second.

Trist put on a lyrical look and stretched her arms forward, waiting expectantly for the fire phoenix (pseudo) to crash headlong into the building and bury Nangong Rong and the others in the flames, but was stunned to see the metal building suddenly move—not transforming like a super robot, not opening the hidden hatch to release the decisive weapon inside, but acting flexibly like a creature.

For example, if an arm grows from the surface at a speed visible to the naked eye and slaps straight into the crow's face, it can't help but shoot the crow to the side on the spot instead of entangled in flames.

Then the [lived] building stretched out a few long bug-like legs from the bottom and struggled out of the ground, and the arm stretched out its index finger to directly aim at the fire phoenix (pseudo) that knocked down and burned a factory not far away, and then gently hooked the index finger with the palm facing the sky, and the provocation exploded on the spot.

Seeing that the eldest lady could no longer maintain her previous elegant demeanor, she almost gritted her teeth hard and squeezed out a name from her throat.

"Nangong Rong ——!"

"Hello!"

The boy who was named by Tracey sneezed very fiercely under the gaze of his friends, and even tears and snot came out, and he looked very embarrassed when he touched it with his hand.

Seeing this, Octavir, whose body was no longer weak and had regained her ability to move freely, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Ah, it seems that Trist is very worried about you, and she just showed her power and scolded her directly behind her back." ”

It's not strange for the people of Sitneyla to concentrate the abyssal energy and dispose of it, and in order to study and understand the enemy more deeply, it is normal for these little gnomes to store some abyssal energy and use it for experiments. And what is even more coincidental is that this place is used as a forward base to engage the Abyss several times from time to time, and after winning the battle, it has gained a lot of Abyss energy, and it has not yet had time to transfer to the rear.

Now it's all cheap Nangong Rong - you must know that it is the harvest of hunting around the entire base for more than half a month, and Nangong Rong can absorb as much energy as he can with the help of crystals, and then ......

Then, the boy used the absorbed and transformed energy to turn the building where everyone was located into a puppet, so as to face up to Trist's Fire Phoenix (pseudo).

Yes, Nangong Rong's remaining spiritual power is indeed not much, but it is not difficult to just create a puppet, plus this guy is lazy and did not build any control system, and he is responsible for controlling the puppet himself, but directly handed it over to a heroic spirit to deal with, so he is actually very relaxed, and there is no pressure at all.

After all, the boy's position is to support and summon, he only needs to put the combat units on the battlefield and let them play on their own, and nothing else.

"Well, when you see someone stabbing you when you're about to win, whoever you are going to feel a little unhappy in your heart. Nangong Rong stood by the window and looked at the scene outside and said very indifferently, "Taver, it looks like you're almost recovered." Well, I have something I want you to do. ”

"If it's something strange, you should have taken advantage of the fact that I couldn't act just now without asking for permission, right?"

"I thought, if I really did that, Charlotte next to me would definitely kill me on the spot, and we didn't want to die young for no reason...... Didn't you ——! all your rituals were washed away like a flower in water with your usual daily routine!?"

"It's not that you've led me astray. Anyway, what the hell is going on?"

After taking a deep breath, Nangong Rong gave a thumbs up and compared with a few Sitneylahs gathered not far away: "In addition to Ceolis as a miscellaneous soldier, these little gnomes can also make special machines similar to artificial demonic beasts, can you drive that thing into battle?"