Airplanes!

With a flash of white light, the cheeks of the city guards disappeared.

The city guard whose face armor was cut open in an instant, his face turned pale on the spot.

Covering his bloody face, he looked behind him in panic, as if he couldn't believe that he had been broken by a feather.

And as soon as he turned around, he was stunned to find that the sixth-order adjutant who was following him had already penetrated the thickest armor on his chest by that feather on the spot, and a big hole appeared in his chest!

The wide-eyed adjutant's body shook, and his face was full of disbelief.

Before he could spit out a mouthful of blood, he opened his mouth to make a sound.

The light that followed had fallen overwhelmingly.

Just in the blink of an eye, the adjutant who had not died before was directly shot by countless feathers, and even the people and horses turned into blood mist and exploded!

He had the same fate as others in the elite troops.

Whether it was light cavalry or heavy cavalry, in the face of the overwhelming falling feathers, everyone was pierced through the armor and fell to the ground with blood mist.

There were only city guards in the crowd, and they did not die under this wave of attacks.

Desperately raising his hand to prop up the magic shield and turning into a circle to block a large number of feathers, his face was as white as snow at the moment.

Although he had only just been bombarded by the other party's first wave, the city defender had already understood at this time that the angel on the opposite side was probably not a sixth-order at all!

It's even more terrifying than the strongest angel under the hands of the hero of the sky, after all, the angel of the hero of the sky can't solve so many masters with one move!

It was also when the city defenders were desperately blocking the attack and panicking.

A cold light suddenly lit up!

Facing this guy who didn't dare to turn back at all, or even turn around and slow down, he could only rush straight over.

General Tianwei was not accustomed to the other party at all.

Kneeling on one knee, an axe swept out, accompanied by the neighing of the war horse, only to be protected by a magic shield above it, and a horse's leg was cut off on the spot.

As the battered war horse fell to the ground, the city defender, who didn't expect this to happen, was also thrown out in a panic.

The body had just flown into the air, and with a sharp pain in his back, the city defender couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

On his back, dense feathers had directly broken through the magic armor.

Some of them were inserted into the body, and the other part was directly penetrated into the body, leaving a large number of blood holes on the defenders.

Eventually, with a loud bang, the heavily armored defender slammed to the ground and slid to a halt at the feet of the dreadnought general.

He was covered in blood, struggling in pain, trying to get up.

But before he could exert his arm, a gust of wind was already howling in his ears.

Axe Round! Fall hard!

With a click, the defender who was still struggling lowered his hands and completely lost his movement.

The dreadnought general who pulled back the axe was expressionless, but casually ripped off the helmet inserted in the axe and threw it away, and continued to defend the carriage with his weapon.

The sudden death of the leader and elite troops here, the frightened cavalry around hurriedly slowed down and stopped.

Stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, and the blood that spread from a distance to the front of the carriage, and then abruptly stopped.

The remnants of the cavalry looked at each other, and after two seconds of silence, they suddenly let out a scream.

The next moment, the figure shook, and countless cavalry hurriedly rode their horses into the distance and began to flee.

Seeing this scene, Garga, who was floating in the sky, frowned.

As a weapon of destruction created purely for the sake of war, Garga didn't know what it meant to be merciful.

With a shock of his wings, Garga sped away, his wings bursting with white feathers, like a fighter swooping down to bomb, sweeping over the cavalry.

Underneath her, a large number of cavalrymen fell to the ground, their bodies shot like sieves.

Before the rest of the frightened cavalry could react, Garga, who had already flown away, went and returned again, and the feather burst swept over them again.

Indifferent! Cruel! Highly efficient! Garga's killing methods are like a thousand tempers! It doesn't match the word angel at all!

In just a few roundabouts, most of the remaining cavalry had been killed and wounded, and the corpses were almost incomplete.

Looking at the ancient second egg in the distance through the window, he couldn't help but show a look of amazement in his eyes.

He had to admit that even a well-informed person like him had never seen such an efficient one-man slaughter!

What kind of angel is this! This is clearly a killing god!

A monster created to slaughter the weak!

Well! Not bad! Go back and use her genes to produce a batch of these little brothers! It must be very handsome to take with you when the time comes!

This feather brush brushes a large area of play, which is simply a magic skill of abusing vegetables.

It's just that I don't know if this guy's wings will be bald with too many feathers.

Just as Gu Erdan was pondering, the pursuit battle in the distance was completely over.

With the last enemy to flee, he was pierced by Garga's sword, picked into the air and thrown down heavily.

Except for a few surviving horses, there was no one alive on this battlefield.

Folding his wings and descending from the sky, Garga landed in front of the carriage and bowed his head respectfully.

"Your Majesty, Juggernaut, the enemy has all been resolved."

"Gah!"

General Wolong, who also witnessed Garga's efficient killing, was also very angry at this moment.

After all, this is his little brother.

After patting the other person on the shoulder, this guy did not forget to give the other party a thumbs up as a compliment.

Looking at General Wolong's unique gesture, Garga, who didn't understand what this meant, also posed in the same shape after looking down at his palm.

Gu Erdan, who was standing on the side, looked Garga up and down at this moment, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

Well, it's good, the appearance is high, the strength is strong, and the execution is so terrifying.

I don't know who created the weapon of war, but the little brain has a lot of ideas.

Although the Zerg of their empire are also slaughtering with amazing efficiency.

But I can't stand those ugly guys, those strange shapes, more than the undead.

Compared to them, the zombies are all rich and handsome.

Looking at Garga, who was speechless, Gu Erdan actually vaguely saw the stunned shadow of the white bone pioneer officer from the other party for a while.

This strengthened his idea of mass-producing angel brothers.

It's just that creating a species out of thin air, even if there is a genetic clone, there is no guarantee that it will be perfectly reproduced.

After all, the flesh is easy to copy, but this energy is difficult to do.

Anyway, what kind of hero of the sky seems to be able to create angels out of thin air?

I don't know what kind of means this kid uses, but I'm willing to discuss it with him.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to, it's a big deal to pick your brain, and as soon as the Zerg Empress controls it, let him make troops for herself!

This kind of small means, the empire has long been familiar with the road.