Anger, endless rage.

The blow from the Butcher's Nail lingered in Angelon's near-crumbling consciousness, and the pain and madness had pushed the Red Angel to the brink of a loss of reason, and no amount of blood could calm the indescribable pain.

Rumble!

With Angron's crazy roar, the huge air flow of wings flapping into the air instantly blew away the dispersed gunsmoke, like the huge figure of a devouring beast appeared on the battlefield, dozens of ancient poison blade super heavy tanks were turned into scrap metal under the angry blow of the red angel, and the heavy terracotta steel armor was torn apart by the heavy demonic black sword like broken paper.

Crimson blood slowly flowed out of the shattered steel beast's body, and the surrounding mortal auxiliary armies were also slaughtered in an instant by the chaos blades of the demonic primordial body, spinning countless heads and stumps that flew up, making the already tragic scorched earth battlefield even more bloody, and Angron could feel the delicious madness and hatred brewing in it.

[Detected the appearance of the target individual, Red Angel, activated plan α-88.] 】

However, when the Bird Array detected the appearance of a large demonic prototype on the battlefield, the cold sound from the genetic prototype was transmitted to the ears of all units in the combat area almost simultaneously.

After receiving the order, the surviving mortal auxiliaries around the remains of the super-heavy tanks silently unsealed the hot melt bombs that they carried with them.

The prostrate figures in the trenches were so small that even though the Demon Primordial saw the hatred and glory in their pupils, there was no corresponding word to be found in his shattered consciousness driven by the Butcher's Nail.

"Die!! Demon!! ”

Through the first roar of unknown people, the burning courage turned into the rage of hatred at this moment, and the seemingly small figure of the mortals did not hesitate to launch a heroic charge towards the huge figure in front of them.

In an instant, the scarlet blade shattered most of the charging figures, and the shattered internal organs and stumps were mixed with loyal blood.

However, Anglon, who had long since forgotten what the word "glory" was, still ignored the extent of mortal courage.

Amid the dwindling cries of war and cannon fire, the tiny figure passed through the death storm of the Demon Blade, though only the upper half of his broken body symbolized that his life had been like a candle in the wind.

However, his burning courage still shines brightly.

"In order to... Emperor!! ”

A roar of rage rang out at Angelon's feet, and even though the Red Angel's heavy hooves and feet instantly crushed his skull into powder, the massive heat from the hot bomb instantly consumed the Red Angel's heroic form and mortal form.

It is vaguely visible that the light gold flames of the period are mixed with it.

Through the precise guidance of this huge heat, the dense artillery fire of hundreds of poison blades tore through the endless gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, and the dense firepower composed of explosive bombs, plasma, and even deflagration instantly submerged the huge figure of the scarlet angel, and the terrifying firepower that could tear out the sea of corpses and blood in the endless demon tide was all poured into the body of the demon primordial body at this moment, followed by the accurate concentrated fire of the hot-melted cannon and the apocalypse missiles from dozens of warlord-level Titans, There was even a terrifying beam of light like a star from the volcano cannon that bombarded it.

Needless to say, this was an exaggerated fire that could have been fatal. Aside from the Iron Behemoth, which has enough layers of Void Shield, it is difficult for any existence to survive under this terrifying fire.

The unspeakable heat and cannon fire obscured the Red Angel's vision, and Angelon tried to roar, the endless rage seemed to cease in the dazzling torrent of hot melt, and the sharp pain of the butcher's nail pounding wildly in his brain was also dissipated in the burning and cracking nerves.

Even the miraculous flesh blessed by the divine power of terror is difficult to resist under the terrifying fire of all the people.

Before the roar of the Scarlet Angel could be heard hundreds of meters away, the endless cannon from the huge artillery fire position turned the scorched earth within a radius of several miles to ashes, and the body of the demonic prototype was constantly torn apart and reborn, and even the strong physique that had been the genetic prototype could hardly resist this terrifying bombardment.

Immediately after, the dazzling spear in the sky was ready to fire.

Angelon's consciousness was swallowed up again in the flood of light.

……

[End of Plan α-88.] 】

[Eviction of the Red Angel instance has been detected.] 】

[Operational history: 887th.] 】

【Resource Allocation Consumption Assessment... An acceptable threshold has been reached. 】

The progenitor's knuckles slowly loosened the button of the light spear command.

The crisp sound of rebounds and the warning of running out of energy symbolize that the situation is no longer optimistic.

The last roar of the mortal brave still echoed in her ears, and the pain of a broken head and a slash appeared in her consciousness with empathy.

Her chain of souls, which linked the vast army, was constantly reverberating pain and despair that no one could bear, and every moment there were more tragic sacrifices in this bloody ground battlefield, and every moment there were more tragic stories covered by brutal deaths.

But Elaine had no time to relive the weight of suffering.

The strong soul of the genogen is constantly burning, giving endless courage to all the warriors who fight.

She silently examined the dwindling resources and the unpromising situation on the battlefield, casting her consciousness on each of the burning bloody fronts.

The cost of this war is heavy enough.

Ever since the start of this magnificent war, the scarlet demon prototype has rushed to her position with an endless army of Chaos demons.

It never stops, it never slows.

Every 8 hours, Anglom's exiled form returns to the world.

Every 8 hours, the offensive of the Sadistic Demon Army becomes more and more frantic and brutal.

While the brutal war had progressed to the point where even Astarte was dying in minutes, the shadow of the Resolute Resolve had been able to emerge from the horizon, approaching the brass fortress of the mountains, and the blackstone ramming angles that drove the anti-psionic stance had been driven to the limit.

The entire Sadistic God Domain has been torn apart by the shadow of this fleet, and the dense positions of the Human Empire are constantly struggling to resist the never-ending waves of demons from all directions, but the depletion of resources and the replenishment of new recruits in the real universe can no longer match the speed of elimination.

If any of the positions were to be torn apart by the demonic wave, the rout and death would spread at an unimaginable rate.

Victory seems to be at hand, but it seems increasingly elusive.

[Calculation: After 13 hours, 13 minutes, and 13 seconds, Determination will reach its target.] 】

[Estimated consumption: Not acceptable.] 】

Elaine silently stared at the data panel in front of her, and she could clearly see the cold numbers glittering with pale gold.

At the same time, the scarlet figure sitting on the throne of skulls let out a terrible laugh.

He saw her scarlet armor.

He heard the roar of the chainsaw axe.

He sensed that the majestic ramming horn of the Resolute Resolve was already smeared with the blood of the brave.

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