Chapter One Hundred and Seven The Power of Incineration

In the blink of an eye, the fortress that the Werewolves of Mossar had been building for a whole month was completely on fire, and there were still many werewolves and coolies in the city, who were on fire and screaming back and forth.

In fact, more than half of the werewolves had fled outside the fortress, but the fires in the city and the continuous explosions still couldn't suppress the werewolves' terrible screams before they died, and the bloodthirsty werewolves also broke down and wanted to flee for their lives.

If you want to escape, there is only one exit, and that is the door.

All the werewolves rushed towards the door in unison, and when they ran in, they found that there was a steady stream of people entering the door, and it seemed that a new army had just been transferred into the new world.

The werewolf warriors who had just entered had not yet recovered from the discomfort of the spatial passage, and there was a burst of fire in front of them, and there were countless werewolf warriors coming towards them, quickly squeezing past them and rushing to the door.

This was just the beginning, and in the blink of an eye, the 'door' was completely in chaos, with the warriors inside constantly crowding out, and the warriors outside still going inside.

Worst of all, the herald system had been completely paralyzed, and apart from the first wave of orders, no officer had issued a decent order, and the warriors who had escaped from the New World Fortress only knew that they had suffered a near-devastating attack, and many of them had not yet shaken off the memory of being slaughtered by the Alien Beast Legion before, and they had not even realized that the enemy who was attacking this time was not a Alien Beast at all.

The two sides of the hedge, one side wants to flee for his life, the other side is unclear, before the military order is changed, can only move forward, still endless into the door, in the blink of an eye, inside and outside are blocked at the door, unable to move.

Qianye saw from afar, how could he miss this good opportunity? When he gave the order in a deep voice: "The main artillery is prepared, and the personnel anti-personnel shells are used, the highest level." ”

The gunner was a little surprised and said, "There are only two rounds at the highest level." ”

"That's it!"

The gunner did not dare to question any longer, and with a shout, he and several assistants put a giant crimson crossbow arrow into the main gun. Immediately, the muzzle of the main gun pointed to move on its own and aimed at the door. Chiya couldn't wait for the gunners to aim, so he manipulated his own head and aimed at the werewolf rout that was crowded outside the door.

"Put!"

With Qianye's order, the crimson crossbow arrow flew like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the sky above the werewolf rout, and when there were still dozens of meters, it suddenly exploded on its own, and countless tiny water mist was sprinkled one after another.

A bold werewolf stretched out his hand to try it, and saw that it was some liquid with a rich taste, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and before he could scream and warn, a little fire appeared in the air, instantly igniting all the misty liquids!

An incomparably huge ball of fire appeared at the door, surging and rising slowly, until it rose dozens of meters before it gradually revealed black, turned into a huge mushroom cloud, and rose into the sky.

Even the fog area was slashed back ten meters.

After the fire, a Jedi with a radius of several hundred meters appeared outside the door, and inside it were charred corpses with even more different postures. The fire ball only existed for a short time, but the weapons in the hands of the corpse showed signs of melting and deformation, which showed the fierceness of the flames.

Some werewolf powerhouses are extremely tenacious and can still move and struggle, but looking at their completely charred surface, they know that they can't survive no matter what.

As soon as the cannon passed, the werewolf rout was wiped out. Under this cannon, more than 10,000 people have become unjust souls, to say the least. They were so dense and defenseless that they were wiped out.

Qianye couldn't be more satisfied with the power of the main gun.

This 'Shenlu' was taken from Lin Jiaer back then, and even the exclusive ammunition depot with it was also taken. Although Lin Jiaer is only the vice duke, he has abundant resources and a wide range of contacts. Other aspects of her battleship are mediocre, but this main cannon has cost a lot of money, and its power can completely match the Grand Duke-class ship.

Now, Qianye asked the family to make a batch of ammunition for the sinking land. And some old guys from the Imperial Research Institute directly gave Qianye a few special crossbow arrows that were originally intended to be supplied to the Praetorian Fleet in order to get some more samples of sacred tree sap from Qianye.

This crimson 'burning' is the handiwork of the Imperial Research Institute.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded next to him: "It turned out to be Your Excellency Qianye!

Qianye turned his head to see that it was the werewolf vice duke floating in the air, staring at him fiercely.

Qianye stood with his hands in his hands, smiled freely, and said, "It turned out to be you! I was just playing casually, and I didn't dare to come up and do anything if I thought about you, so I didn't pay much attention to you." ”

This sentence is more effective than any amount of insults. The vice-duke's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You're just a ......"

Qianye smiled and said, "What am I?"

"You, you ......" The vice duke originally wanted to say that Qianye was just a marquis, but when he looked closely, he found that he couldn't see through Qianye at all, and he didn't even have a little judgment.

This is an unprecedented thing, there is no shortage of strong people in the eternal night who will hide their breath, but it is not like Qianye, who does not reveal a little breath at all.

In fact, it's easy to do if you can't see through it, and you know everything after two tricks. But the duke's heart was constantly alarmed, as if he was facing a desolate beast. He saw sweat on his forehead, and after hesitating for a while, there was a precursor to the collapse of his fighting spirit, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and hurriedly stabilized his mind.

After a thousand nights, he said, "Okay, don't be nervous." I'm also a vice-duke now, just like you. Since you and I are at the same level, you don't dare to do anything with me. And this place is too close to the door, it will not be easy for me to kill you, so it will not be troublesome, you can go back to Mosar yourself, I don't have to do it, and I will save some trouble. ”

The vice-duke stared at Qianye, but did not move. If he returned to Mosa like this, needless to say, he would lose face and would be severely punished by Sosa.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qianye's face sank, and he said coldly: "It seems that if I don't give you a little power, I still don't die of a thief." I can't beat you to death, but if I pay a price, it's okay to beat you half to death. ”

After that, the light wings behind Qianye slowly unfolded, and seeing the four black light feathers on the wingtips, the deputy duke suddenly remembered some legends that had only become popular recently, his heart suddenly jumped a few times, and he exclaimed, turned around and rushed towards the door. He left a trail in the air, and in the blink of an eye he was outside the door, plunging headlong into the fog.

Even the main general of the town was shocked by Qianye's words and fled, how could the rest of the werewolves still have the heart to resist? At this moment, Mossar's side of the Eternal Night World should have received definite news, and no more warriors have come out. The werewolves, desperate to escape, finally had a wide passage and scrambled to escape through the door.

"Do you want another shot, sir?" asked the gunner.

"No, 'burning' is too precious to be wasted. ”

Valhalla didn't chase the rout, but hovered over the fortress, sweeping away the werewolves below with rapid-fire cannons while slowly descending in height.

At this moment, the fortress has been destroyed to the ground, and there is no resistance to be seen. Multiple hatches opened on one side of Valhalla, and countless werewolf warriors jumped off the ship and began to clean up the battlefield.

Qianye stood at Ryu's head, glanced down, suddenly smiled, and said to himself: "It's really worthy of being a big lord, what a big deal! ”

On the side of the fortress, several huge warehouses were opened, and inside were actually mountains of weapons and ammunition. Qianye also has a large number of werewolf warriors under his command, and these equipment are perfectly suitable. There were a lot of stocks in several warehouses, and tens of thousands of werewolf warriors kept moving like a tide, and it took a full hour to move them all and load them all on Valhalla.

"Withdraw it. With Senya's order, Ryuship's horn sounded three long and one short, and the werewolf warriors scattered throughout the fortress retreated like a tide, climbing all the way down the rope to Valhalla.

As soon as the warriors withdrew, Thousand Nights ordered Valhalla to take to the air and fly towards the base. After flying more than 100 kilometers, Qianye suddenly felt a pang in his heart and looked back.

At this moment, there is only the vast horizon and the faint hills at the end of the sight, and the door is long gone. But from that direction, there was still a feeling that made Chiya feel a little palpitating. That's when a real powerhouse that he couldn't match appeared.

Obviously, the person who came must be the werewolf Lord Sosa. The base of the new world has been devastated, and he will come to see the situation.

Qianye had expected it, but he didn't speed up, and only drove Valhalla away leisurely. Sure enough, Sosa, who was struggling to open up in the new world, did not chase after him.

The New World, like the Maelstrom, has a strange and unpredictable environment, and the underlying rules are completely different from those of the Eternal Night, and even if the Maharaja acts rashly, it will be dangerous. More than one monarch has fallen in the maelstrom, and since then, the tribes of the Eternal Night have become cautious, and it is rare for a monarch to force his way in.

Similarly, since Sosa has not yet figured out the rules of the new world, he does not dare to go directly into it.

This time, Thousand Nights managed to destroy Sosa's base camp in the New World, slowing down more than a month's progress. Even for the Werewolf Maharaja, it is not easy to raise so many supplies in a short period of time.

Werewolves are nowhere near as productive as the Empire, and even the modular steel plates that quickly build fortresses are very difficult to build. Sosa must have borrowed some from the top of the peaks on the one hand, and on the other hand, he also purchased a lot from outside, so that he could directly build a fortress city.

After the fortress was destroyed by a thousand nights, most of the modular steel plates had to be recast before they could be used. This amount of work is a bit too much for a werewolf. And the werewolves are now in an awkward position in the Eternal Night Council, and all races are in the midst of great exploration, so they should not be able to transfer too many strategic resources from other races. For example, the materials necessary for the construction of modular steel plates may have been out of stock, and Qianye relied on the support of many families, and the strategic reserves of each family were scraped to expand smoothly.

On the other hand, the smoother the expansion of Thousand Nights, the more willing each family is to support it.

The progress of the Mosal werewolf was already lagging behind, and it was attacked by Qianye, but I was afraid that it would be difficult to get a large number of strategic materials, so I could only rely on my own production.

The modular steel plates are all like this, and the equipment that can arm 200,000 werewolves has been swept away, but it is not something that can be replenished in ten days and half a month.

Behind Valhalla, a terrifying storm suddenly rose into the sky! Even after such a distance, Thousand Nights could still feel the mad anger of Lord Sosa, but the storm did not spread, and it was getting farther and farther away in perception.

This was all expected, and Qianye didn't take it to heart, and leisurely drove Valhalla back to the base. Anyway, he didn't expect Sosa to dare to go deeper.

The new world is strange at every turn, even more strange than the maelstrom. The more powerful the stronger, the more careful they must be everywhere, once the injury exceeds a certain limit, the strong are more likely to fall than ordinary warriors. Besides, who would dare to say that there is no forest of the Five Sacred Trees here, and if there is, then what about the Six Sacred Trees?

Thinking of this, Qianye suddenly shivered, and secretly called luck in his heart. Fortunately, his luck was good enough, and the four-sacred tree six-armed general he met was in a state of deep sleep. If it's awake, I'm afraid a thousand nights won't please it.