Unexpectedly, this time Garland did not write a blank check, but gave a big discount, completely for nothing, which made Huai Shi a little unbelievable.

"I'll leave it to me?"

"Or else?"

Garland asked rhetorically: "I can't let you engage in alchemy, let me be in command of an old thing like what the battlefield looks like, right?"

"It's ...... It's not that it doesn't work. ”

Anyway, it's not the first time that the great grandmaster doesn't speak human words, Huai Shi has already been experienced, and he didn't give Garland a chance to come back, so he asked again: "Then what if I want to contact you?"

“...... Just look for Rachel. ”

Garland was silent for a moment, then glanced at the cowering alchemist behind him, "Will he contact me, do you have any other questions?"

Huai Shi shook his head, and he turned around and left.

But Rachel, who was left in place, subconsciously pursued him and called out to him: "Big ...... Grand Master ......"

Garland looked back.

But Rachel froze in place, several times, and then stopped, and finally lowered his head, and only asked, "Is there anything else you want to command me?"

"No, you're doing it yourself. ”

Garland indifferently withdrew his gaze and disappeared, only Rachel remained stunned and languished. Soon, he noticed Huai Shi's interesting gaze.

"I always feel like there's some friend deal between you that I don't know about. Huai Shi pinched her chin and asked curiously, "Is it convenient to talk about it?"

"It's not about you!"

Rachel glared at him, and wanted to say something, but after seeing the pile of strange things behind Huai Shi, he suddenly lost his courage, and found a corner and squatted casually.

Huai Shi and the giant dog beside him looked at each other, and heard a loud roar in the distance.

The earth trembled slightly.

Huai Shi's mind turned, and he returned to the throne of the Suncaster, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a huge figure walking out of the smoke and firelight.

Giant?

The emaciated figures were so large that the whole land of Helios trembled as they staggered forward.

No, it's déjà vu, in which hell have you seen it......

As the flames dissipated, a fragmented aura slowly emerged with a hovering halo above their heads.

The naked, emaciated giants staggered forward with collars piercing their necks, as if they had been tortured, pulled by countless chains.

Dripping blood.

On their backs, there are still faint traces of broken wings.

It's like a legendary angel who has fallen into the hands of demons, tormented and descended into madness.

Unconsciously waving his arms, in the nightmare with no end in sight, he opened his mouth and roared, but there was no sound. Only the sound of a real tidal wave spreads out.

Thousands of meters away, it faintly shook the outer wall of the Dusk Country.

As a follower of the kings of hell, Gala has long been accustomed to war, and has personally participated in and commanded many tragic battles.

At this moment, after seeing the artillery fire covering the attack in the Land of Dusk, he made countermeasures without thinking, on the one hand, he dispersed the density of the large herds of hell, adopted the tactics of the straggler line to reduce the damage of the artillery fire, and then instigated the fog, covering the battlefield and obscuring his own existence.

Soon, in the vague fog, there were siege weapons.

Like distorted angels, those behemoths with their wings torn apart are still silently singing and praising the gods.

Even if their gods have already fallen into hell, even if they themselves have become mad monsters.

When the cannon fire fell from the sky into the confines of the abyssal hymn, it quietly turned into iron powder, falling from the sky, and before falling to the ground, it was corrupted into poisonous dust.

It's like a patina rain.

Under the protection of the Angels of Distortion, the hordes of Hell slowly advanced, like wriggling black spots, squeezing closer to the edge of the Land of Dusk.

Above the heart of the permafrost furnace, the giant eye in the alchemy fire opened again, and the crimson light gushed out.

Instant sweep.

The long distance crossed in an instant, and the invisible sound was cut apart, and it burst out with a strange sound like a bubble bursting. The blazing beam left deep burns on the shells of the three or four distorted angels, cutting off the head of one of them.

Like a boulder's head falling to the ground, but the lips are still opening and closing, singing silently.

The body that had lost its head was still moving forward.

Even, after the chains were burned, the speed was incredible.

The angel who lost control trampled on his allies all the way, dancing wildly, and swooped straight towards the land of dusk.

Countless artillery fire enveloped its body, shattering its huge body, but its stumbling limbs were still shaking forward.

It slammed straight into the metal wall, shaking the cracks on it one after another, and even forced a crack open against the self-repair of the high wall.

The foul-smelling plasma flowed out, filling the hellish swarm below, giving rise to another round of aberration.

The defenses of the Land of Dusk were torn apart by a gap.

The empty door is wide open.

Huai Shi frowned, the giant eye in the heart of the eternal frozen furnace is to attack by burning divinity, and the consumption is too huge, it costs four or five points for one shot, which is enough to buy a limited edition Huai Shi.

There's really no value for money to deal with this kind of thing.

But now, with Garland's gift package, it's not without restraint.

He looked up and looked to the side.

He pointed to the distorted angel who was rapidly approaching in the distance, "That thing, can you catch it alive?"

The paladin, shrouded in steel, knelt down on one knee and said, "It's easy to kill, but it's difficult to capture alive, and we don't have the tools to deal with that kind of opponent." ”

"And what about this?"

Huai Shi pulled out the sad rope and handed it over.

The paladin raised his hands and took it, and said categorically: "I will not let you down!"

"Good. ”

"Then let me see the bravery of the Knights of Charlemagne." ”

The paladin got up, left behind a herald, and turned to leave.

Soon, a high-pitched horn sound burst out from the dense array under the heart of the permafrost furnace, and the iron light was spreading, and in the high-pitched sound of countless steel frictions, a banner was raised high again.

Only this time it is no longer Charlemagne's banner, but the banner of rotten dreams that represents the authority of the Great Priest!

Without Huai Shi's orders, most of the members of the Knights had already gone to the high walls to assist in the defense of the city, and in front of the huge breach, a column of cavalry shrouded in heavy armor was ready to go, iron hooves trampling the ground, sparks bursting out.

Staring indifferently at the Kuroti surging in the distance, the hurricane of ash piercing through the cracks, bringing piercing screams and shouts.

Silent as frozen ice.

When the paladin named Roland stepped onto his horse and pointed forward, the frozen frost cracked in an instant, and a mighty stream of iron rushed out from the roar towards the battlefield beyond the rift!

Those cold armors reflected the sun wheel in the original darkness of the universe, and they glowed with a bright and solemn glow.

There was no roar, no roar, not even a sound coming out from beneath the armor, and the moment the banner was raised, the legendary Paladines rode their horses into a battlefield full of fog and flame.

On top of the chariot of gold and white bones, Gala's pupils lifted slightly, and her right hand swung down.

So, dozens of singers behind him picked up their bone flutes and began to play a sharp and piercing murmur.

In the middle of the Chinese army, dozens of huge iron cages shook violently, as if some behemoth was struggling violently inside, and soon, when the floodgates opened, there were wriggling distorted spirits creeping out of them.

The strange monsters with twisted limbs munched on their guards, their sharp bone spurs soon filled with sweet food, and at the urging of the flute and the edict, they soon raised their heads from the blood again and looked at the knights galloping out of the chasm.

A hissing sound.

The giant deformed body swelled again, lunging in the direction of the Knights.

The winds are blowing.

Directly in front of the Knights of Charlemagne, the leading paladin Roland indifferently raised the heavy riding spear next to the saddle, clenched it, and the sound of steel grinding behind him continued to burst out.

The silent knight had drawn his weapon, gripped the reins, and quickened his speed, sparks from the ground with iron hooves, and the roar of galloping grew louder and louder.

Without any hesitation, he aimed at the Spirits of the Birth in front of him.

The eyes behind the armor did not waver in any way.

I only saw that the iron light and the black tide were rapidly approaching, and at the moment when they were about to touch, at the forefront, Roland suddenly burst out with a high-pitched roar.

Like thunder.

Brilliant golden light flowed from the Knights' bodies, and in an instant, the speed of the entire iron flow increased again, and with the violent tremor of the earth, a fire rose from their bodies.

The scorching red steel burned, and a pitch-black scorch mark was plowed from the ground.

The flames burned brightly, turning into torrents and spreading out to the sides.

I only saw the pitch-black body fluids flying like rain.

The cone-shaped array suddenly burst forward, tearing apart the distortants in front of it like a bamboo, and once again going upstream!

The most primitive and brutal potential energy impact brought the most tragic and intuitive effect, and everywhere it passed, all the flesh and blood turned into mud, like countless iron hammers smashed through, and they were torn apart.

Under the protection of the brilliant golden light, no one was injured.

The artillery fire of the Dusk Country came in perfect pursuit, covering the line torn by the knights, burying everything in the flames and decay.

And Roland, who was at the forefront, had already rushed into the chant of the distorted angel.

The inaudible singing echoed through the air like a tsunami, but the invisible tsunami was then torn apart by the inrushing cavalry, and the Charlemagne paladins who scattered on both sides ploughed through the hordes of hell like blades, crushing all their opponents.

The rope of sorrow stretched endlessly, from between their iron riders, quickly winding around the limbs of the distorted angels, entangled.

The huge monster staggered forward lowered its head, raised its palm, and slapped it down towards the ground.

Roland had already drawn his saber and slashed at the monster!

In an instant, a dazzling iron light flashed, and then a huge arm fell to the ground in a blood-colored spurt. After passing through the sides like a tide, in an instant, the chains contracted, and in the hard pull of the knights, they were bound to the body of the distorted angel, and tightened again.

In the roar, the Angel of Aberration fell to his knees, trying to brace himself, but struggled to break free.

Roland opened his mouth and shouted, and the two divided cavalry joined again, and after going around a large circle, dragged the chains and the heavy prey, and headed for the chasm in the Land of Dusk.

The slowly closing crack stopped repairing, and then, like a gate, it quickly opened, and under Huai Shi's manipulation, countless heavy steel buildings reversed, and one huge winch after another rose from it.

When Roland hung the chain on it, it spun rapidly, bursting with countless sparks.

Under the tremendous power provided by the permafrost hearth, the winch began to contract rapidly, pulling the struggling distorted angel towards the interior of the Dusk Country.

On that straight path, countless steel reversed, revealing the massive structure beneath the heart of the permafrost, and as the gates opened, a dazzling fire emerged from the deepest depths of darkness.

The molten steel converges into an ocean, stirring up layers of waves and stinging everyone's eyes.

More and more restraints wrapped around the limbs of the aberrant angel, tugging at it, and sinking inch by inch into the boiling iron slurry. Only a terrible hiss echoed in the ears of the hordes of hell, bringing a biting chill.

Such a brutal method of execution......

What's the point?

On top of the chariot, Gala paused for a moment, and looked up at the top of the permafrost hearth.

On the throne of the Suncaster, Huai Shi was also looking at him.

Smile.

Lips open and close silently.

Across a long distance, convey praise word by word.

"Your monster is good-"

At that moment, even more piercing screams came from the iron slurry and spread.

It was as if it had been swallowed up by an insatiable despair, and it was hard to imagine what it would have been like to scream like that.

In the furnace, the angel's aura cracked inch by inch, and the scarred face twitched violently, but it was completely covered by the molten iron that came to life.

Cast, let's go!

It is only now that Gala has been able to 'see' the second half of the sentence clearly from Huai's mouth.

"-Unfortunately, it's mine now!"

The sea of molten steel suddenly set off a thousand waves, and then the silhouette of a behemoth climbed out of it. Countless boiling molten iron spilled like a torrential rain.

And the giant forged with the enemy's divinity spreads its wings enough to cover the entire sea of molten steel!

It's still a combination of [Nirvana Transformation] and [Bioreconstruction]!

But this time, it was no longer his own essentia armament, but a siege weapon from the enemy, which completely disassembled the object through boiling molten steel at his fingertips, and then recast it with a different attitude.

The massive mechanical insects that once inhabited the underground realm of the Land of Dusk, the mechanical giants forged by the Changeling, have reappeared on Helios.

In the midst of the hurricane, steel moths the size of buildings flitted their wings and rose into the sky, hovering in the eternal light of the Land of Twilight.

Everywhere he passed, dark clouds spread, and thunder brewed......

"Is that cool?

Huai Shi pointed to the distance, turned back to the paladin and ordered, "I want the biggest." ”

"As you wish. ”

Roland's jaw.