In the afternoon, the death knell came.

They are 'old friends', but the reunion of this old friend is absolutely catastrophic.

Because, all the gods who have become slaves of the [Death Knell], and even their minions, have become cannon fodder to take the lead.

"Woo woo woo ......"

On the plain off the port of San Marino, twisted beings slowly emerge from the dry woods.

It is a series of strange carvings, mainly humanoid marble sculptures, supplemented by tree carvings, root carvings, and even smaller tooth carvings. It's just that at this time, the sculptures 'come to life', and the evil spiritual power gives them moving limbs. The limbs of black smoke made these existences that once belonged to works of art become terrifying [evil] walking on the earth.

In the midst of them, bards who have lost their lives, or poets from the kingdom of poetry, walk the earth crookedly like zombies, proclaiming the name of the death knell Samikina in blasphemous terms. After they shouted, it was obvious that the terrifying aura on these [evil spirits] was even stronger.

If these are still side dishes, then the main dishes are undoubtedly walking murderous houses.

The work of the god of architecture, Akitche, and his followers has become the most terrifying of giant evil beings.

From houses to warehouses, these works of art, once praised by countless architects, have now become giants and behemoths, approaching the low walls of the harbor with heavy and slow steps.

On the city walls, I don't know how many mortal soldiers wailed.

These monsters are too tall, often more than ten meters high.

You must know that the walls of the port of San Marino are just ten meters old.

Under normal circumstances, this is pure crushing the game.

Just as the mortal soldiers were screaming and trembling, they saw another group of 'giants' landing.

These days, mortals have more or less heard the news of the de facto ruler of their port, Mark Destini.

Moreover, there are a lot of transformations that go to the workshop of the Cult of the Mechanicus, and it is impossible to hide from everyone here.

When they saw the Armored Treemen wearing the Destini family crest on the beach, they immediately erupted in loud cheers.

It's huge!

The elder of the ancient tree with a height of about 100 meters is a 'skyscraper' more than 30 stories high when placed here by mortals! In this day and age is unimaginably huge.

Their size is right here, and even if they don't do anything, it's enough to give mortals an exaggerated sense of security, not to mention that they're almost armed to the teeth.

The bow removed from the Bill Empire's dreadnought was mounted on the chest of the Elder Treant, covering almost everything that could be called a vital point. That's 320 mm pure steel armor! Not to mention that even if the armor is pierced, there are a series of compartment baffles and other things inside, which further reduce the damage it takes.

The thighs, calves, upper arms, and forearms of the Treant Elder all wrapped around the decks removed from the cruiser's side. It's not one floor, it's two.

The two stacked 120 mm steel plates raised the protection of the Treant Elder's limbs to the point of mourning.

On the easily damaged neck, elbow and knee joints, there are also neck pads, knee pads and elbow pads modified from the chimneys of warships.

Except for the treeman's head because it needs vision, and there is no helmet or anything at the treeman's strong request, you won't recognize this meow as a treeman.

And that's just the protection aspect.

The Treant Elder had a massive stern thirty meters long on his left arm, leaving a jagged cut on the side near the belly of the ship, which was also a weapon against the enemy if necessary, and this thing looked like a kite-shaped shield from a distance.

The right arm is a 'meteor hammer'. Well, this thing is an off-the-shelf anchor and thick chain that provides a mid-range attack for the Treants.

The highlight is on the bow of the treant's chest and on his shoulders.

A triple 381mm dreadnought gun was retained on the bow of the chest, and two twin 155mm light cruiser guns were carried on each shoulder.

I saw that the Elder Tree Man stood firm with one step, and the Heroic Spirit Gunner in the fort immediately began to aim and fire.

"Boom, boom!"

With a huge roar that shook the ground and shook the mountains, almost as soon as mortals saw the smoke rising from the Elder Treeman, the building-type demon over there was shot.

"Peng Peng Peng!"

Shooting at a distance of five kilometers does not depend entirely on metaphysics. After all, there are really a lot of building-type demons, and when the density of demons is large enough, it can really be deceived.

"Bang-" A small cottage is so good that it doesn't die, and it is in the secondary cannon of the Elder Treeman. The 'master bedroom', 'small living room' and 'chess and card room' on the second floor were blown up on the spot, and at the same time that countless bricks and stones were splashed out, the demon was horrified to find that the cannonballs were actually fed.

On the shrapnel, there is the blessing of the power of the storm.

The furious lightning quickly spread out of the large demon, causing a terrifying secondary destruction, devouring the dark aura that haunted the entire house.

In a matter of seconds, the building demon completely collapsed, turning into a pile of real construction waste.

It was actually lucky, and even more unlucky, it was hit by a 381mm gun and evaporated on the battlefield on the spot. Only a large pit with a diameter of more than thirty meters was left, emitting black aura and purple electric light.

Not to be outdone, some of the smaller demons rushed through the treemen's artillery nets, throwing a part of their bodies at a distance of two thousand meters with unimaginable force to mortals.

Uh, like a certain toilet......

Just as the giants and behemoths on both sides were bombarding each other, the battle between the demons on the ground and the [Boliva Reincarnation Knights] group also began.

The demon tore through the body of the Heroic Spirit with its sharp claws, and the Heroic Spirit was replaced with a spiritual hammer.

The sound of the battle was like a tsunami, drowning out the sorrow of the soul, and also triggering the fear and hesitation of the mortal soldiers of the port.

"Is this kind of battle something that we mortals can be involved in?"

They began to doubt life.

The smoke and dust raised by the war obscured the sky, and even the harsh sunlight of midsummer darkened it.

At this moment, the four goddesses standing on the terrace next to the bridge of the Caribbean lost their faces.

"Oh my God! It's Akitche! Barbara's voice trembled.

The scene in front of me is stark and real.

What was once a companion is now depraved.

Demon God General?

No! It's something that doesn't even fit as good as a demon god.

A church-like building with six legs is nothing, and the focus is on Akiteche, which stands on the church bell tower.

This bare-chested meng man now has a huge mallet emitting a dazzling black aura embedded in his chest, which is his own construction hammer. It used to be a low-level artifact.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

It is completely conceivable that in the moment before his fall, he realized that something was wrong and tried to break it off on his own.

Unfortunately, [Deathknell] didn't give him this chance.

Now he has a broken neck, and a head hangs down on his chest in the posture of a heavenly spirit covering the ground. The left arm has more than ten bends unnaturally. The right foot was also lame.

He was already a true corpse.