Chapter Forty-Eight: Lore
The two of them fought inextricably, but it was not just the two of them here, Hong Fan and the captain of the Dusk team were mixed together, and the other team members were afraid of accidental injuries when attacking from a distance, but the melee knife did not have this concern, and the four people on guard at the locomotive also pounced, one of them was a brown-haired German, and his gloved hand stretched out to the position where the two were. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The salinized sand on the ground turned into stone pillars, locking several of Hong Fan's bone joints, plus the part suppressed by the captain of the dusk team, Hong Fan completely fell into the disadvantage.
The Germanic man with an astonishing physique, an alchemically strengthened body, with a stone thorn glove wrapped around his fist, smashed it towards Hong Fan's head, Hong Fan's bloody face smiled fiercely, and the captain of the dusk team who rolled with him shouted fiercely: "Don't get close!" He's going to fight hard! ”
But it was too late to say this sentence at this time, the Germanic man's fist smashed on Hong Fan's body, and it felt like a hammer smashed on a skin bag wrapped in flowing flesh and blood, Hong Fan exploded with a bang, burning the flesh and blood with blood, burning like rubber against the flesh and skin of people, and the powerful blood-inflammation of the corrosive force, under the urging of Hong Fan's vitality, quickly burned into the bones of the Germanic man.
Even if the alchemist can strengthen his own body, he can't strengthen his resistance to this vicious flame, although the captain of the Dusk team is the person who has faced the most blood flames, and a huge burning fire ball almost snaps all over his body, but he tried his best to mobilize the demonic energy to suppress and expel the demon who expelled this flame, even though only the skeleton with skin and flesh was burned, he still stood up tenaciously.
On the contrary, it was the Germanic man, who was burned alive into a puddle of flowing juice.
The more he thought about it, the more vigilant he felt in his heart, the immortal blood clan would never die so easily, his blood energy was the most evil and terrible he had ever seen, the kind of crazy burning everything, like the blood inflammation of the maggots on the tarsal bones, the kind of physique that would not die in any way, and the mysterious smile on the corner of the man's mouth before the self-explosion, and the warning signs of the crazy warning in his heart now.
All say one thing......
At this moment, there was a sharp whistling sound in the ears of the captain of the dusk team, and his vigilant person raised his head and looked in the direction where the whistling sound came from, and then his pupils gestured frantically, and he fled into the distance without thinking, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Don't look! Run! It's about to be covered with shells! ”
The Dusk team had to face a covering blow of almost an artillery regiment, most of which were old artillery from the First World War, but there was also no shortage of war machines that Chen Ang ordered people to rebuild, even the old artillery, which was readjusted, remodeled with an aiming system, artillery positions, and a fire control system covering all artillery.
To the location of Hongfan, to achieve coverage, high-density saturation attack.
No one can easily imagine the tragic scene of this saturation strike of the war machine, most people do not have a full understanding of the god of artillery, the god of modern weapons, there are not many existences in the world that can face this kind of blow, even if the cannonball hits the body of the iron man, it can tear them to pieces, it does not exist, at least there is no creature in this world that can face this kind of blow.
The existence and creation of those magic sides are only slightly immune to this attack by virtue of the strangeness of their own state!
The captain of the twilight team shouted too late! A cannonball landed on the back of the long-haired summoner, and it was immediately activated, and the shrenchnel slaughtered any creature within three meters in diameter, and the long-haired summoner desperately activated the spiritual power shield, and he could only barely protect himself, but soon, covering the saturation blow, several shells fell nearby in a row.
Amid the shrapnel, the long-haired summoner was shredded along with her psychic passport.
The short distance of two hundred meters has become a road to death, and the terrible rain of bullets that accurately focused the cannonballs around the reincarnation has shredded any resistance of the reincarnation, and all the reincarnators have used all kinds of methods to escape from this area.
Fortunately, there is never a shortage of one-time legendary magic props in the main god space, and these expensive props on the mysterious side can at least allow the reincarnators who have come back to their senses to add a chance of escape, and in the end, only three people fell on the road under dense artillery fire, including the captain of the dusk team, and the other four reincarnators were scattered and fled.
The black-clothed people who sniped them halfway were amazingly difficult, their combat effectiveness was elite and powerful, and their means were extremely restrained by the reincarnation, the people of the dusk team didn't even have a chance to meet, so they went their separate ways, and the captain of the dusk team was also entangled with the same three black-clothed people, one of the black-clothed people seemed to be able to see through all his movements, and the other two black-clothed people cooperated with him as if they were a person.
They tried their best to weaken the strength and life of the captain of the dusk team, so that this man who was like a skeleton slowly ran out of life in the battle, and did not have a chance to recover, when the captain of the dusk team knelt on the ground in despair, he seemed to see a familiar shadow, and Hong Fan stood in front of him like this.
"So you're fine!" The captain of the twilight team said as he rubbed his throat bone.
Hong Fan silently ran: "The blood clan is strengthened, if you kill me once, you just kill my life, I can have countless such lives at any time, there are thousands of my descendants here, no matter how many times I am killed, as long as there is a descendant, I can resurrect him." ”
"Dead River?"
Hong Fan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's not a dead river, it's just a half-finished product!" He pulled out a golden spear, the original version of the Judgment Spear with lethal concepts that Chen Ang had dug up from the Tower of Hamna, and Hong Fan pierced the heart of the Dusk Captain with the spear, and even the most tenacious demon took his last breath.
Hong Fan ignored the remaining remnants of the defeated army, and even the remnants of the Dusk team who had been confiscated as a means of transportation were constantly chased and killed by the blood hunters in the vast desert, even the iron men couldn't bear it, their defeat was only a matter of time, Hong Fan didn't even have to chase and kill in person, he just had to wait until his descendants brought back the people he needed.
"There are three left!" Hong Fan shook his head and said, "It's not a climate!" ”
After an hour, all the reincarnators heard the voice of the main god in their ears: "All members of the Dusk team are dead, and the team is destroyed!" ”
On the airship, Chen Ang looked at the direction of Cairo City, which was not far away, nodded slightly, and continued to plunge into the tense experiment, in Cairo City, the white-clothed swordsman standing on the roof of a church building in the Governorate suddenly showed a mysterious smile, and on the passenger ship heading towards Cairo City, a white man let out a sneer.
In the British dispatch team, the gentleman with a civilized staff sighed faintly: "Kyushu team, this is giving us a dismount!" ”
On the way from the Guardian Tribe to Cairo City, the bearded man wearing an Arab robe heard this voice, and his brows were also tightened, he looked up into the distance, and sighed: "Kyushu team, there are only two veterans left who die." Can you still do something so big? If not them, who would it be? If it's ...... them."
"What happened to them?"
"It's a weird situation! This time the battle of the Nine Regiments, before it started, fold one first, the situation is not good! ”