Chapter 693: The Final Battle (3)
"This is definitely not the momentum of a super strong, the momentum of a super strong is not so amazing. Funny Elf Lan Lan looked solemn, looked at Yursai in the sky and said.
As His Royal Highness the Elven Regent, who is already on the threshold of a super strong, his own Lao Tzu, and his two aunts are both super strong, Lan Lan's eyesight can be said to be the strongest on the side of the Orc Empire.
After thinking about it for a while, he came up with a positive answer: "This is the transcendent realm above the super strong, since the heroes of the major races of the year became the new gods, there has never been a strong person of this level on the continent." ”
"But logically speaking, such an alien invader must be suppressed by the will of the plane, right? By the way, this thing must have used some kind of extremely costly secret method to exert the strength of the transcendent realm in a short period of time. ”
After saying the frustrating answer, Lan Lan grabbed the little dwarf Modo, and said very solemnly: "Big brother, you must find a way to entangle this guy, the siege of ordinary soldiers has no effect on him, and he can't even consume his physical strength and fighting spirit; ”
As if to confirm Lan Lan's statement, after all the dragons withdrew, there were only tens of thousands of harpy people left in the air, and hundreds of harpy black widows, who didn't know what they were afraid of, greeted Yursai without fear.
It's just that, within the range of Yursey's side, there seems to be an invisible transparent barrier, and these black widows, after flying hundreds of meters away from him, no matter how hard they flutter their wings, they can't get an inch.
Then, after a strange distortion in the air, these harpy black widows, as shown in the picture, were rubbed by the invisible big hands, and instantly turned into a mass of flesh, and the self-explosive bags they carried also exploded suddenly under the pressure......
"Hahaha!" The splattering flesh and blood in the sky made Yursei's previously suppressed mood completely happy, although the cost of using the secret method was great, but he thought it was completely worth it.
At an altitude of thousands of meters, the Legion Commander stopped and looked at the indigenous troops at his feet, as if he were looking down on a swarm of ants.
He said slowly: "Little dwarf Modo, strange powerhouse, I have to say that you natives are quite powerful, and the strange weapons of war are also very powerful; ”
"It's a pity that this farce is also here for this, my secret method has a limited amount of time, but it is completely enough to destroy these strange weapons of war that you rely on. ”
In the face of the opponent, he said his plans so unscrupulously, Modo's answer was to rise from the ground, take out the dragon slaying knife and meet it; no matter how powerful the counterattack was in the mouth, in the end, he still had to rely on his own strength to stop this so-called extraordinary powerhouse.
At the same time as it was raised, a long list of orders was issued: "All the Harpy troops are to retreat, the artillery units continue to fire, the rest of the troops to build a defensive line, no matter what, we must win, for the sake of the Phila continent, for the sake of our families, fight to the death." ”
Under the order, everyone began to get busy, as in the usual training, relying on tanks, armored troop carriers, and even logistics wagons, to build a simple but good protective line.
Master Modo is right, if they don't want to all die here, and all their families in the Orc Empire are slaughtered, then this battle must be won......
For the super strong, a distance of several miles only takes a short time at full speed.
In the process of flying, Mo Duo began to mobilize his true qi with all his strength, and fought a decisive battle with an opponent who was a realm higher than himself, if he still wanted to have reservations, then he was looking for death.
And Yursei, who was still hovering in place, still didn't make any moves, maybe in his opinion, to solve the opponent in front of him who was only a super strong level, there was no need to delay him much time, and he had no time to tease the leader of the opponent and vent the evil anger in his heart.
After rushing into the range of hundreds of meters in front of Yursei, the little dwarf Modo, who had been advancing at high speed, immediately felt an invisible squeezing force in the air, which suddenly reduced his speed by at least a few percent.
Even he was so strongly restricted, no wonder those harpy black widows just now would be easily squeezed into meat sauce;
Under the strong squeezing force, Modo rushed to Yursei's body, and after shouting 'die', he slashed at the opponent's head, which was almost a knife with the full strength of the little dwarf Master Modo, and the power was a bit beyond Yursei's imagination.
I saw that his eyes suddenly flickered, and then he raised the index and middle fingers of his left hand, facing the blood-red blade, and met them so arrogantly.
Only Mo Duo, who was in the middle of it, knew that the other party was not arrogant, but the gap between the two realms of super and transcendent had reached the point of despair.
In the process of the little dwarf Modo along the way, he has succeeded in challenging and cutting down his opponent by leaping the level, but this situation has become more and more difficult since the legend, and now it is completely impossible......
The squeezing force on the dragon slaying knife suddenly reached an unimaginable level at the moment of slashing, even if Mo Duo used his strength to eat, the blade that slashed down was still blocked by the opponent with two fingers, to put it mildly.
Then, Yulsey raised his right leg and kicked Modo in the stomach, frankly, the speed of this kick was not fast, if it was normal, Master Modo could easily dodge, and by the way, he could also take a cold shot in the opponent's face and smash a heavy punch.
But at this time, the pressure around his body made Mo Duo have to work hard every time he made a move, and it was naturally as slow as a turtle, so he could only watch with his eyes, and this kick was directly on his stomach.
"Knock~" The sound sounded like the beating of a cowhide drum, and Modo's entire body flew backwards like a stone that had been beaten, and the lower abdomen of a kick was even more painful, as if someone had inserted a sharp blade into the stomach and struggled to stir it.
I don't know how long it has been, I haven't suffered such a pain, while thinking about it, Master Moduo felt a sour nose, and a lot of snot spurted out of his nasal cavity, which was really embarrassing.
It was this kick that made Master Moduo realize the almost insurmountable difference in strength between the two sides, that is to say, if he didn't open the last big move, not to mention the time of dragging the thing in front of him through the secret method, it is estimated that he would not even be able to save his own life.
"No matter, then it's up to Lao Tzu to give you a shot. "Master Modo has finally launched a ruthless ......