Outside the Tremir Gobi.

Under the continuous bombardment of artillery, the area corroded by the ritual has begun to shrink, and gradually retreats to the most central position.

The light mask and the fog also combine to form an impregnable wall. Let the ammunition blow up the thin curtain and flicker, but it always stubbornly persevered, and it seemed that there was a strong force behind it.

Seeing this, Thor knew that this was the limit of conventional artillery ammunition. Otherwise, unless a missile of the mass destruction weapon level is used, it will not be able to break through this last barrier at all. But the use of this level of ammunition on one's own territory is already the limit, and those weapons of mass destruction can be bombed on one's own territory at will.

It seems that he still has to go in and strike a thunderbolt to deal with the mastermind, otherwise he is afraid that he will really suffer if he waits, and he can already feel the evil power slowly pouring out from behind this barrier.

After muttering quietly for a while, Thor and the two military officials quickly gathered the personnel of the Anomaly Bureau, including the four senior censors including David and James.

"Oak!" shouted as Thor shouted.

Among the new personnel from the Special Bureau, a middle-aged man wearing thick-rimmed glasses and looking very knowledgeable roared, and under the frightened eyes of the soldiers around him, he took the lead and ran towards the central barrier.

His already tall stature began to grow in size as he ran wildly, inflating rapidly like a balloon. At first, he took a step of more than two meters, but now he takes a step dozens of meters away.

The nearby soldier raised his head and looked at his tall body that was eight or nine meters tall, and subconsciously drew a cross on his chest, "The Supreme Father is above, have I seen the Titans? Could it be that we are fighting demons?"

Before he could finish his sigh, the nearby sergeant major had already slapped him on the head and yelled at him, "Soldier, keep attacking." I'm going to see you run out of shells in five minutes, you know?"

"Understood. The GI immediately came to his senses and quickly reloaded with new ammunition.

When the giant rushed to the front of the light curtain, he cracked open his mouth the size of a large door and smiled hideously. The fists clenched into a hammer shape, and then slammed into the light curtain.

The light curtain shuddered for a moment, flashing strange colors, as if you were pressing your finger to an old-fashioned display, and the turmoil was more ferocious than a cannonball blasting on it.

Seeing that the effect was obvious, Oak once again picked up his fist the size of a car, and pounded the light curtain wildly at a speed that did not fit his figure.

Knock! Knock!

The loud sound even overpowered the explosion of the cannonballs, and in less than a moment, countless cracks spread out on the light curtain. In the next second, the light curtain could no longer stop Oak's fist, and it flew everywhere like smashed glass.

A large hole appeared above the light curtain, and Oak slammed the sides of the light curtain to prevent them from healing again.

His whole body was flushed, as if he had just been rolled through boiling water. The pores on the body are constantly expelling a large amount of hot gas, like a steam oven.

"Speed, Oak can't last long. Thor gave an order, and more than forty elites from the Special Bureau quickly moved. He turned into a flash of lightning and passed directly through the hole in Oak's hammer, severing the dense tentacles wrapped around Oak's body by the way.

The witcher, who was watching all this from afar, also rushed to this side under the leadership of the bald man. Probably because the Anomalies had taken care of them in advance, they were unimpeded along the way, and no one stopped them.

When the last of the witchers burrowed into the hole, Oak couldn't hold on any longer, and his body quickly shrunk and fell headlong on the periphery of the barrier.

The logistics department of the Special Bureau hurriedly sent two small teams of elite soldiers, one to cover and the other to carry him out and send him to the medical department for recuperation.

Without Oak's resistance, the light curtain quickly recovered. The two senior officers glanced at each other and gave the order directly.

"Don't stop the artillery fire for a moment, hit me hard, and the follow-up ammunition and reinforcements will come soon. ”

Simon looked at the demons who were completely in a frenzy, and quietly shrank back, trying to make the area he occupied as small as possible.

He looked at the decreasing fog in the space, and the ancient city that slightly showed some true faces in the distance, and knew that the guys outside must have already done it, and the results were very high, otherwise how could this space not be able to maintain the fog and slowly reveal its true appearance.

Simon was thinking about when the Strange Bureau would attack, when a figure was wrapped in a majestic transparent eagle, and the eagle flew swiftly through the upper layers of space with a hurricane like a blade, and flew towards the city in the distance.

Along the way, any evil creature that dared to stand in its way would be torn to pieces by the raging hurricane in an instant.

"Totem Spirit?"

Simon muttered, then threw behind his back the wet, slippery, wriggling stump of the evil creature that had fallen to his neck.

He didn't have any intention of going out to reveal his identity, but instead controlled the Mirror of Eternity to constantly cast the magic domain changed from the Five Aggregates Confusion Array on his body, covering his whereabouts and scent, and trying not to be discovered by anyone as much as possible.

Single-minded and dedicated, being a very promising career for Voldemort.

As for what will be the situation inside, he doesn't care who wins or loses. Whether he can fish in troubled waters and reap the benefits is what he cares about the most.

Thor turned into a cloud of lightning and landed directly in the center of the strange city, and the scattered lightning turned several evil creatures that wanted to sneak up on him into charcoal.

He looked around and looked at the ancient city in amazement. There is no mention in the intelligence that there is such an ancient city in the Tremir Gobi, and I don't know what they want to do.

In the empty city, two more people suddenly arrived. At the head were two witchers, one tall and one skinny.

The three of them did not speak after looking at each other, but stared at the palace in the city in unison, and the chaotic will that permeated the entire space came from that direction.

Soon, the personnel of the Anomaly Bureau and the witchers also came to the city, waiting for the leader to give orders.

When Thor saw that his people were coming, he didn't talk to the witcher, and took the lead to the palace.

"The guy from the Special Bureau is still dragging like this!"

The bald man calmed the somewhat dissatisfied witcher and was about to lead everyone to follow, now was not the time to be angry with the Peculiarity. Before they could take a few steps forward, the people of the Anomaly Bureau, who had taken the lead in exiting, were attacked.

As Thor stepped up the steps to the palace, countless flesh sprouts creaked and screamed from under the stone slabs, tearing at the soles of their feet and calves frantically.

These sprouts are like bean sprouts, yellowish in color, and the top is covered with barbs or three-petal mouths, far from being harmless like bean sprouts.

It may be that the evil thing that came all the way is too weak, or it may be that there is the great god Thor on the scene, in short, there are several careless personnel in the Special Bureau, and they immediately suffered hardship.

Several personnel of the Special Bureau who were accidentally hooked or bitten changed their faces in an instant, and let out a terrible scream.

The flesh on the soles of their feet or calves was sucked up by these small granulations in the blink of an eye, leaving only Bai Sensen's bones hanging on them, and bits of blue-purple mildew quickly spread upward.

"Hmph! Cheer up, be careful. Thor flashed over to them, and electric snakes flew out of his eyes, quickly clearing away the spreading pollution.

As soon as he was about to make a move, James stopped him and said, "Lord Director-General, there may be a strong enemy in the back, you save your strength first, and these miscellaneous fish will be handed over to me, and my ability is more suitable for playing now." ”

Thor gave him a look, "um" and agreed.

"Everybody back a little. James shouted, went straight to the front, and slapped the floor in front of him.

Countless flesh buds rushed towards him frantically like sharks smelling blood. James was undaunted and directly activated his abilities.

Within seven or eight hundred meters from the floor in front of him to the palace, the heat wave rolled for a while, and all the stones on the ground were directly heated to more than five hundred degrees under James's ability, becoming red and hot.

The countless buds under the stone slab fled in all directions like crazy, but there was a place where they could escape, and after less than a few tens of seconds, the smell of roasted meat continued

It came from under the stone slabs, constantly stimulating everyone's sense of smell.

James was still not at ease, and once again manipulated the ability to reduce the hot road in front of him to minus 50 degrees, and under the thermal expansion and contraction, there was no better floor on the ground.

Yes, his ability is not simply fire or frost, but rather controls the temperature of objects.

In the underground palace beneath the city, Medivin clearly sensed what was happening in the city.

His face was very bad at the moment, he didn't expect the special bureau to come so quickly, and he also dispatched a general director to lead the team. Medivan clearly felt the power contained in the man above the city. It's not something that I can stop now.

"Damn, just give me a little more time, just a little bit. ”

Medivin glanced back, only to see that most of his body still had to fully integrate into it, and among the huge and hideous snake head under him, it seemed that he had to find a way to delay time.

With the sound of Medivan's strange incantation, the silent clansmen around the underground palace stood up one after another, all of them staring blankly at the former Great Sage.

A fierce glint flashed in Medivan's eyes, he had been going to sacrifice them to chaos completely, but now it seemed that he had to change his plans. It's a bit wasteful, but it's acceptable to put it off for a while.

After he completely assimilates the head of this ancient snake with the help of the will of chaos, who can still be his opponent here, even if the leader of the special bureau is a powerhouse at the level of the Holy Domain.

Therefore, we must delay the time, and we must not let them easily destroy the Chaos Rift, otherwise with their own strength, they will definitely not be able to assimilate the head of this ancient snake.