From Zhang Yao's interception of missiles to breaking through the encirclement of the Twelve Round Table Knights, it was only twenty minutes in total.

On the ground, many ordinary people looked at the sky in a daze.

Although the battle of the Adventists is not for these people to interfere in, they still hope that the victor will be the Knights of the Round Table.

The Twelve Knights of the Round Table, since being driven out of England by the wizarding world, have been roaming the French realm.

These dedicated knights possess the noble character of a knight. Many ordinary people who suffered were helped by these people, especially the Knights of the Round Table, who were sung as guardians by France after being stationed in Paris.

Paris, and indeed France, did not have a particularly strong presence.

The number of adventers all over the world can be said to be more than one million.

But these people are scattered all over the world, and in all seriousness, most of them are small people who accompany the advent, belonging to various large and medium-sized advent forces. Therefore, Paris, with the Knights of the Round Table and Joan of Arc stationed, would be considered a behemoth if it had not encountered the Dark Council.

"General, the Knights of the Round Table seem to have been defeated, and they can't resist this man!" The Air Force Command, which had been monitoring and passing through the battle, was already covered with gloomy clouds at this time.

Missiles are already France's best bargaining chips, but missiles can't threaten Zhang Yao. This made many officials in the command headquarters only put the bargaining chips of victory on the Knights of the Round Table.

Now, the Knights of the Round Table have shown that they are not strong enough to withstand each other. Among the many officials in the command, there are very few means left.

You know, this is Paris, the political and cultural center of France, not the Sahara Desert. Here, it is not allowed to use weapons of mass destruction at all, because no one can bear such a culpability.

"Inform Mr. President, enter the underground bunker and take emergency shelter. The 2nd Flight Squadron was notified to take to the air in an emergency and prepare to die for the country. Notice, all low-range, weapons of mass destruction, it is better to be ready for launch! After a long time, the general in the command let out a sigh.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" With the issuance of this order, the entire government leadership was quickly transferred to the underground bunker.

On the ground, all kinds of weapons were unveiled. The army quickly moved towards the center of the city, and at the same time, a bitter siren sounded over the whole of Paris.

"Woo, woo, woo"

Piercing air raid sirens, echoing throughout the city.

Zhang Yao, who was standing in mid-air, frowned after hearing the sound. I didn't expect the French government to be so timid and put on a posture like a great enemy.

"Go and tell them that I have no ill intentions, and that I want to see Joan of Arc!" The piercing alarm sound made Zhang Yao extremely unhappy.

The Knights of the Round Table looked at each other, but the men still didn't leave. As if he didn't believe what Zhang Yao said at all.

"I never repeat my words a second time."

Looking at the knights who were still on guard, Zhang Yao smiled angrily: "In three seconds, if you still can't satisfy me, I will kill here." Kill until Joan of Arc comes out! ”

The "One" Knights of the Round Table shrank their defenses and all raised their spears.

"Two" Zhang Yao's right hand was raised slightly, and there was a blue energy ball in his hand, which continued to grow in the palm of his hand.

The breath of destruction rushed to their faces, and the eyes of the twelve knights of the round table widened one by one, and all of them puffed up their chests, showing fearlessness.

"Buzz" Before the third number could speak, the sound of hundreds of millions of bees flapping their wings in unison was faintly heard.

Hearing the buzzing sound in his ears, Zhang Yao felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

This feeling was stronger than when the missile was locked, and even caused Zhang Yao's uneasiness.

"Not good!" The moment the alertness rose in Zhang Yao's heart, his body quickly disappeared in place, not staying for even a moment.

"Boom!" The next second Zhang Yao disappeared, a roar suppressed the piercing alarm and buzz.

In the distance, on the Champ de Mars, stands the Eiffel Tower.

At this moment, the Eiffel Tower is shining.

The entire tower has turned pale blue. Countless plasma flashed on it, and finally formed a bolt of lightning that slashed down in the air.

Thundered

Zhang Yao, who teleported out, heard a roar in his ears, and the sound of the building collapsing.

Looking back again, I saw that a light white trace appeared in the air where I was originally standing. And below, there is a hundred-story building, slowly sinking in the roar.

"Electric weapons, how is this possible?" At first sight, Zhang Yao's face also changed greatly.

Zhang Yao is not a short-sighted person, he can't believe that such a weapon has been developed in France.

Unfortunately, the facts are right in front of you.

A three-hundred-meter-tall building shattered under this attack. This kind of attack power is difficult to achieve even for ordinary peak heroes.

A wide range of electrical energy, distorting the magnetic field in space.

Buildings have collapsed, but in terms of destructive power, they are not far behind nuclear weapons.

The sound of "buzzing" for the second time was heard in the distance again after an interval of a few seconds.

This time, half of the Paris metropolitan area began to have widespread power outages.

All electrical equipment is supplied to the Eiffel Tower. The entire 324-meter-high tower is filled with sparks of electricity.

"Boom" The second muffled thunder sounded again after only a few seconds of charging.

Zhang Yao's body was instantly covered in flames.

The plasma passed through his body, shattering only an afterimage.

"It's good that this thing needs to be charged, not instantaneously launched!" After dodging the electric energy blow for the second time, Zhang Yao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The speed of lightning is the speed of light, but the Eiffel Tower needs to be recharged, and it needs to be positioned when it is fired.

Such a weapon is more suitable for striking buildings that can't move, rather than a peak hero like Zhang Yao, who is good at moving.

"The United States has the Scepter of God, France also has electrical weapons, plus the Russian outer space program. I'm afraid that these five hooligans should have their own means of pressing the bottom of the box! While Zhang Yao dodged the electric energy attack, he was also secretly frightened by the power of these five rogue states.

France's military strength is not among the top three in the world.

Now France has used it, and the power of the rod of God is comparable to that of God. That is also a disguised illustration that Britain, China, and Russia should also have corresponding means. And these means are not just a legend. "If you are interested, you can search for the Staff of God"

"General, no! The other party is moving too fast for us to locate at all! Just when Zhang Yao felt secretly frightened, in fact, in the command headquarters, the people who saw this scene were even more surprised.

If you can't hit, then how can you hit.

There is incomparably powerful power, but just like an anti-aircraft gun hitting mosquitoes, this feeling of aggrievedness makes people almost want to vomit blood.

A powerful electrical weapon, the resources consumed, is also a behemoth number.

Nearly half of the entire Paris metropolitan area began to lose power to supply the Eiffel Tower.

"Give up, cancel the charge of the tower, we have failed!" The general's face was sad, and he closed his eyes gently.

"Why don't you fight?" Zhang Yao, who was standing in mid-air, looked into the distance with a smile.

The current French government is clearly hesitant.

If it was possible, Zhang Yao felt that at least he would have to let the Knights of the Round Table contain him. And then, electrical weapons, which could pose a threat to him.

However, the Knights of the Twelve Round Tables are not a bunch of fools.

Such an electric energy weapon, in terms of power, is no less than the attack of the hero's peak.

Regardless of whether Zhang Yao would be killed by this weapon or not, it would be difficult for the Knight of the Round Table to survive anyway. Once hit, it is a group of twelve people, and at least it must be seriously injured and dying.

Eiffel Tower, under Zhang Yao's gaze, the light of electric energy gradually dissipated.

After a while, the French government, knowing that it had no effect, obviously gave up the idea of using an electric energy weapon to kill Zhang Yao.