"Ahh

With a ghostly howl, a ghoul in the armor of a ragtag army centurion climbed to the top of the city wall with his limbs together against a hail of bullets.

Directly threw a dwarf to the ground, and tore off all the iron armor and neck, he glared to the side with a hideous expression.

Over there was a dwarven pyro, who was carrying a steam ***** on his back, and he was frightened and retreated frantically after seeing this scene.

Seeing this, a few dwarven soldiers next to him wanted to come to support, but they were just running towards this direction when they were knocked to the ground by the undead who rushed up later.

Some were bitten to death on the spot, some began to fight the undead, and a few unlucky people were knocked headlong off the city wall, screaming and falling downward.

Finally, two soldiers broke through the line and rushed over, grabbed the hammer on their bodies and prepared for melee combat.

However, what they didn't know was that this ghoul was a centurion, an old undead who had climbed up with his military exploits, and his strength had already reached the peak of the ninth order.

Of the two who rushed over, one of them was swept in two by the ghoul on the spot, and the other hit the target with a hammer, but the hammer flew up, but the ghoul was unharmed.

Before the soldier could react, the ghoul had already rushed in front of him with a flying pounce, and two huge claws grabbed him violently, tearing his armor in half on the spot.

Looking at such a bloody scene, I saw this terrifying ghoul throw away the corpse and run towards him.

The flamethrower's tense nerves finally broke, and he began to breathe fire with his firearm in hand.

The tongue of fire instantly sent the ghoul back two steps and set him on fire.

However, this bit of flame could not pose any threat to the ninth-order undead at all.

But the good news is that the undead standing behind the ghouls are also ignited, and some of the weaker ones are beginning to die quickly.

The bad news is that the dwarven soldiers who are fighting the undead have not escaped either, because they are flesh and blood, and they are dying faster than the undead.

A viscous, flammable liquid spilled on the armor, causing it to heat up rapidly when burned.

The dwarven soldiers inside turned into heated cans in an instant, screaming and slamming around, but they couldn't take off their armor.

With just one blow, this flamethrower directly disintegrated the defensive force of the city wall of more than ten meters.

Looking at the companions who were engulfed in flames and running around screaming, and the undead who were completely ignoring the flames on their bodies and still chasing their companions, the dwarven soldiers with flamethrowers were all stunned.

At this time, the ghoul who was covered in fire had already pounced in front of him, and his eyes were full of excitement.

He didn't know what kind of weapon this kid had in his hand, but it was definitely not to be underestimated.

can use such a powerful method, this kid is definitely a master! Kill him and take his soul back! If you do it yourself, you can become a thousand-commander!

When the time comes, Nu will work hard to become a lord! Then on the top of the self-standing hill!

The day when he joins the regular army and becomes a demigod is just around the corner!

The more excited the ghoul centurion became, leaping to his feet, ready to pounce the soldier to the ground.

However, his pounce came to naught.

It's not that the soldier dodged it, he didn't have that kind of dexterity with a super large jar behind his back.

The reason why it didn't hit was because at the moment when the ghoul pounced, a large swarm of bats roared and directly pulled the soldier away.

Apparently the ghoul wasn't the only one eyeing the Spitfire, a vampire centurion pulling a wildly screaming Pyro to shred it apart in mid-air.

Then with an excited face, he looked at the second-order soul he had just obtained in his hand, and the smile on his face gradually froze.

Hey? Something is wrong! A master who can solve so many people with one move! Why is the soul grade so weak?

It's like they want to use the White Bone Gun to form such a big destructive power and envelop so many people in one go, even if it's not a ninth-order, it has to be an eighth-order!

Why is this kid's soul still shrinking!

Before the vampire could react, the ghoul who had found that his prey had been taken away had turned around and pounced on him, and after throwing him to the ground in an instant, he was greeted with a big slap and howling as he struck.

"Give me back my prey! Give me back my loot! That's what I found out first! ”

The vampire, who had been hit several times in a row, didn't bother to fight him, and hurriedly threw away the loot in his hand.

"Give it, give it, give it!"

The ghoul who had taken the soul turned around and ran away, slowly opening his palm with an excited smile on his face.

Then looking at the second-order soul in his hand, the smile on his face instantly froze.

The soul was crushed with a click, and the ghoul turned his head stiffly, the expression on his face distorted.

"How dare you fool me?!"

"Huh?"

The vampire who was sorting out his clothes was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after reacting, he was about to explain, but unfortunately the other party didn't plan to listen to it at all.

Feeling that it was dark in front of him, he was once again thrown to the ground by the other party, and the two guys scuffled together.

"Give me back my loot!"

"That's the hell!"

"You fart! It's clear that you swallowed it privately! Give me back my booty!! ”

"You madman! I've said that's it! ”

"How dare you rob me of something! I'm going to make amends with your soul! ”

On the steel walls, there are not a few undead who fight for various reasons.

After all, most of them don't know what technology is, and they know the bone gun, and the bone gun will increase its destructive power according to the user's strength.

They think that all weapons are this virtue, many of them regard all kinds of special troops as treasures, and some guys even directly regard artillery as top masters.

Those who gnaw on the barrel of the cannon, those who bite the tank, and those who chase a gunner around at the peak realm of the lord, the whole battlefield is in chaos in an instant.

Compared with these guys who grabbed military merits, more undead jumped directly regardless of the city wall after rushing to the city wall.

After all, they still know the most basic way of forming the legion, and it is obvious that the more core positions, the more masters and important people will be, where is the bulk of military merit!

Compared to grabbing that little bit of military merit in the marginal zone and the same kind! It's wise to rush in and kill the general!

However, when they rushed through the first wall, they were confronted by tank clusters and mecha lines, and behind these steel legions, another wall had already been erected.

The undead who had successfully rushed through the city wall glanced at each other, and in the next second, they rushed towards each other almost without any hesitation.

Just as the ground forces began to exchange fire, a life-and-death struggle also began in the sky.

The undead flying troops and the airship troops engaged in fierce chases and dogfights in the sky.

At this time, when I looked up, the sky was full of dark rays and dazzling fire.

From time to time, airships are shot down and fall to the ground in black smoke, causing violent explosions.

At the same time, all kinds of flying undead were killed, falling like hail to the crowd below.

Faced with the threat of air power, the steam airship group had to choose to stop firing on the ground, and instead raised all kinds of cannon barrels and began to concentrate fire on the enemy in the sky.

Just when the two sides were fighting in full swing and becoming more and more inseparable, the sky suddenly darkened, and with the harsh roar of steam, the dark clouds in the sky gradually broke through.

A behemoth slowly descended from the sky, even obscuring the black sun.

The hideous barrel of the cannon towered, and the huge steel body shone brightly, spreading out a volume more than ten miles away like a meteorite falling from the sky.

A real trump card of the Dwarven Empire! Fortress in the air! Debut!