As long as the defense can be broken, even if only one drop of blood is deducted, the demon king with millions of blood can still be sharpened to death by a million knives. Basically, this is the routine of attacking the magic side with weapons on the technology side under the leadership of Lin.

Although it is rough, as long as it is useful, it is worth using again and again. Not to mention that under the crazy output of hundreds of millions of orders, a million knives is just a blink of an eye, and it is really not difficult.

In the past, the magical barrier of the gem pit was not even qualified for elemental creatures to look up. Because no matter what challenger comes, they can't force this group of gem people to choose defensive tactics. Therefore, no one knows what the defense of the gem pit is, and it is particularly mysterious.

But no matter how mysterious it is, a random fist can kill the old man. Bombardment regardless of the cost, even if it is only weakened a little at a time, the outcome is predictable.

However, the rain of shelling made someone fearful. It may only take a miscalculation, or a man who does not shoot at the specified angle and level of energy storage, and the shells will collide in the air. Then there's a grand chain reaction that turns into fireworks before it hits the target.

Just before the fireworks exploded, the magical barrier of the gem pit shattered like glass and shattered in the bombardment of the sky. The first cannonball that pierced through the magical defenses blew off a corner of the emerald palace.

This accident stalled the aircraft's artillery offensive. But this is not the conscience of the machine, and they intend to stop the attack; Or you want to stop and have a negotiation with the people in the gem pit. In less than a second, the pilots re-selected the target and launched a second round of shelling!

This time, the live ammunition of the railgun used a more tricky angle, not only covering the roof of the palace, but also bombarding every wall and giant pillar. And this earth elemental plane, the most expensive and powerful force, is still beaten to the point of losing its temper. From time to time, a colorful halo flashes, and it is fleeting.

Each colorful brilliance represents the fall of a jewel man. Seeing this, Lin just said that he could gather the power of an entire world, and no matter what kind of force he dealt with, the result would be the same. It has nothing to do with whether the people Lin is gathering now are robots or old elemental creatures. Someone can't help but think so.

But in fact, he also knew that the robot was different from the primordial elemental creatures after all. A regiment of Spartan soldiers, on a par with a regiment of riflemen? The long-range crushing is enough to make those professional fighters who have trained all their lives so depressed that they doubt their past lives.

In the history of the earth, however, more than 2,000 British troops with tunnel guns fought a real battle in a defensive battle against 25,000 Zulu warriors. The British lost twenty-nine men and wounded, and the Zulu kingdom lost about two thousand.

There is a generational gap in weapons, as long as you don't die, plus you choose the right tactics, and you can outnumber the crowd and win, it is not a miraculous result. Although the machine man in front of him is attacking and the gem pit is defending, the number ratio is far more than the ten encirclements mentioned in the Art of War in his hometown. The artillery battle of the machine people was carried out in such a way that the number of people was won.

Not to mention that every attack is not just a drop of blood. The physical cannonball engraved with the magic array uses the original power of the mechanizers, and every live attack of the railgun is an attack that belongs to the magic side in a solid way.

And the plasma cannon is even more unreasonable. An aggregate of pure energy, even if it cannot directly damage defensive magic, can disturb the energy that maintains the spell model, causing it to lose the root of its magical effect. If a little disturbance doesn't work, then a larger mass of energy will be used to disrupt those stable spell models, and the goal will be achieved.

The flames of the explosion and the spillage of the plasma cannon almost obscured the entire view of the palace complex of the gem pit, and even the sporadic unlucky eggs were blown up directly to heaven, and the funeral was saved. But all this still could not drown out the determination of the gem pit to resist. At least not yet.

However, it is somewhat impractical to fight back under an attack of this magnitude. This once top power in the Earth Elemental Plane finally paid the price for its past arrogance on this day. Moreover, the people of the gem pit also seem to understand that they will never be like the forces of other elemental creatures, kneeling when they say they are kneeling, and licking when they are talking. They can only resist, or die in the revolt.

In the face of this overwhelming attack, Lin, as a bystander and witness, felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Of course, it is not lamenting the passing of a top force, what this kind of literary and artistic youth is doing; Rather, he lamented his ignorance and cruelty.

Far more exaggerated scenes than Hollywood sound and light effects blockbusters are actually being staged in front of his eyes, but Lin can't connect the scene in front of him with the death that he needs to sigh about. Maybe it's because there are more bizarre images than those Hollywood blockbusters, but there is no sound. It should be a good thing that the eardrum doesn't have to be abused by rumbling explosions, but it makes someone feel a little less realistic.

On the other hand, I really don't feel any guilt about the death of an elemental creature or a robotic being. Because no matter how the other party dies, in the end he will only return to the arms of the spirit of Mother Earth, waiting for the opportunity to become a new elemental spirit; Or rely on your real name and revive with memories of the past.

You can't kill someone who can't be killed, at most you can only stop him. This mood has run through all the actions of Lin since he came to the elemental plane. And more importantly, among the elemental creatures and robots, there is no such thing as the so-called old and weak women and children of human beings, such natural weakness. Even if it is possible for people to get sick now, someone still has to wonder.

But while he lamented his cruelty, he had a feeling that he seemed to have neglected something.

"Ahh Lin turned his head to look at Fen, but did not ask, but continued to look at the group of leader-level mechists who were directing the battle through the real-life miniature. He asked, 'If the Lord of the Iron Wall is a god of the earth, what about the owner of the pit of precious stones?' Probably not. ’

'My lord, you can remove the word "should not", Pejunsbo is also a god of the land. However, the original ignited the divine fire and sealed the gods, and now there are only two left, Wurkan and Peijunsbo. Oh no, there's only one left. ’

As the closest to Heff Quinn, he naturally served as a commentator.

Recalling the ruby man who wanted to open the ruby man as a gift bag when he first met, although Lin didn't have much affection, he would also be curious at this time, what was the other party doing? Whether to hide in the corner and shiver, or wait for an opportunity to fight back. It's just that if you want to wait for the latter, it is very likely that you will not wait until you die, and you will not be able to wait for a chance. The chances of a mistake are so small.

It was only after thinking so crankily that the lord of the gem pit who had been thinking about it finally appeared. As soon as he appeared, he was freed from the divine posture of the body of a jewel. With a majestic posture like a mountain, it blocked countless shells and stopped the ineffective shelling.

Perjunsbo looked down at the dense mechmen surrounding the gem pit, as if looking at the ants at his feet. His expression was so indifferent, but there was a hint of anger hidden in it.