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Behind the main shrine, a huge whirlpool of ice is embedded in the murky sea, and in the connecting bottom passage, a group of giant blue sea turtles are slowly climbing up to the shore. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They were bigger than a basketball court, their heavy blue carapace glowing, and between their breaths, they breathed extremely cold and cold air, even the aliens and orcs around them avoided it.

Standing on a high cliff, Pastrow looked at the long-awaited moment, his heart surging.

It has been more than a thousand years since he rebelled against the royal family. Hiding in the abyss underground all day long, not seeing the light of day, motionless, has long made his heart like an ancient well. But he did not forget the hatred, but buried it deep in his heart, and after thousands of years of precipitation, this moment erupted, but it was so wild and brutal.

Kill all humans!

Because it was not only the royal family that abandoned him back then, but also the people of the entire Oro Continent.

In that war a thousand years ago, he gave too much, he lost his wife, he lost his glory as a royal family, he pretended to rebel and took refuge in a foreign race at the most critical moment of humanity. Just when he joined the alien army, a shining new star was born, a man named Zane Franklin, who led his troops to defeat the aliens with great strength and drive them back to the sea.

And Pastoro never even had the opportunity to defend himself, and was directly nailed to the frame of shame by the royal family, becoming the object of spurning of the entire Oro Continent.

When he was floating on the sea in despair, it was the temple that rescued him and allowed him to live for thousands of years.

Now, the time for revenge has finally arrived.

He no longer cares about any glory, but only wants to bleed the earth and exterminate humanity. As for what will become of this land in the future, and what he will fall to, it is not something for him to consider.

"Pastero," the other temple elder slowly walked out of the temple, panting, looking so old that he was about to turn into ashes, "I sense a crisis. ”

Pastro frowned, the alien army had swept through the north, the front army had approached the royal capital, and the west was also engaged in fierce battles, and it was only a matter of time before he took Hammer City.

What will be the crisis under such a strong offensive?

"I don't know what they are," the old elder pointed to the sky, "but they should come from the sky." ”

Pastrow was not an arrogant man, and he had always taken the elder's warnings very seriously.

But above the sky, apart from the dense flying beasts, there were only drowsy dark clouds.

"It's better to be careful. ”

The elder retreated to the temple again, and although he had lived for more than two thousand years, he valued life more and more. Nothing is more important than being alive, even if you can only sit motionless in the abyss underground.

Pastro didn't flinch, he raised his hands, and the huge and incomparable demonic power began to emanate, centered on the mountain peak under his feet, a light blue streamer slowly formed a huge light shield, enveloping all the ice vortices on the sea.

The blue streamer fell into the surface of the sea, and immediately sucked up a huge amount of seawater from the sea, spread throughout the light mask, and finally condensed into a cold ice cover several meters thick.

With the protection of this ice cover, even if Renault, who has a flame spirit, comes, he can't penetrate it for a while. If someone doesn't come with a long eye, the cold air on the ice cover will directly freeze it into an ice sculpture.

After doing all this, Pastro relieved his air a little, and at the same time released the Demon Spirit Eagle Eye, showing all the situation from a distance of more than ten kilometers in the surrounding area.

Suddenly, a shining point of light broke into his surveillance range.

The point of light flew high in the sky, above the thick clouds, silently.

There were no mana fluctuations, but a terrifying heat that Pastoro didn't know what it was, but instinctively sensed its danger.

He wanted to intercept it, but the speed of the point of light was terrifying, faster than anything he had ever seen, and he was afraid that the Awakened Spirits were no more than that.

This batch of Renault's missiles, with state-of-the-art rocket engines, is capable of carrying a weight of thirty tons. The current missile weighs only a little more than 20 tons, so it is a few points faster than expected, and it has already exceeded Mach 5.

Mach 1 is 1 times the speed of sound, and Mach 5 is 5 times the speed of sound.

Although it is not the fastest among the missiles, it is enough to kill most of the speeds in this world in an instant, and even Lily and Yuki have been amazed by this terrifying speed.

Five times the speed of sound, more than 1,700 meters per second, leaving Pastro with only a short seven seconds of reaction time.

Seven seconds can do a lot of things, but he doesn't know where to start, so he can only unleash the power of the demon spirit again, pumping the sea water away from the surface of the sea and thickening the ice cover.

The ice at a full eight meters later was not much better than steel, and he looked up at the sky for a long time, trying to see how much energy this flying object of unknown origin could have.

Boom -

An earth-shattering explosion exploded on the ice cover, as if a hundred explosive thunderbolts were released at the same time, and the flames of the explosion shot out, and the shock wave directly shook the entire ice cover into pieces and collapsed with a bang.

The aliens shrouded in the ice cover were bleeding from all seven holes, and most of them were directly shocked to death on the spot, and even the huge turtle retracted its head and feet into its shell, squatting on the ground and motionless.

Pastrow's heart trembled, and he looked at a black mushroom cloud slowly rising into the sky in disbelief.

His ice cover was eight meters thick, but it was so easily shattered!

Moreover, the shock wave from the center of the explosion made him still dizzy and his ears bleed under the protection of the power of the demonic spirit! Even a thousand years ago, nothing could have caused him so much damage from a distance of hundreds of meters.

Where the hell did this come from?

Just when he was suspicious, another shining point of light appeared in his surveillance range.

There are still any!

Pastro could no longer care about retaining his strength, and waved his hands again to condense the ice cover, but this time the ice cover was too hasty, only four or five meters thick.

Boom -

The same explosion sounded again, this time directly on top of Pastoro's head. It was as if a sun was pressing directly on his body, and the intense heat directly penetrated the ice, incinerating everything around his body into ashes, and the powerful shock wave shook countless cracks in the stone ground.

Like a rotten scarecrow, Pastro was torn to pieces, scorched by the heat, and turned into a pile of scorched ashes.

"No, I'm not going to die!"

His consciousness had not yet dissipated, and for more than a thousand years, he had replaced his old body.

At this time, he floated in the air, watching one terrifying shining point after another fall from the sky.

Boom......

Every explosion would directly destroy anything within three hundred meters in diameter, and the ice whirlpool on the sea would have already collapsed, and the huge sea water poured into the underwater passage, and the aliens who were walking inside died in an instant.

There is also the temple palace standing on the top of the mountain, which was directly hit by a missile and was instantly flattened, and even the underground abyss, which was more than a thousand meters deep, was shaken by the strong vibration.

The most unfortunate thing was the hundreds of thousands of alien troops gathered outside, and under the control of the demon ants, the remaining eight missiles covered them to the greatest extent.

The number of aliens who survived this bombing did not exceed 20,000.

Pastro returned to the abyss and burrowed into the spare body that had been prepared long ago, his eyes blood-red.