"Hahahaha."

Watching the flying Scroog being blown up by the Storm Boys, the Bone Boss let out a cheerful whisper.

"Hurry up, that birdman for me now."

It said, grabbing the technician kid's head.

"Boss, you can't me if you hold me."

The technician boy struggled.

"Oh."

The green-skinned boss let go of his slap when he heard this, the technician boy is still relatively precious, and he can't just pinch it to death.

The Technician Kid was freed from the clutches of the devil and was relieved to check his hair and find that Skoog was not injured.

This big, fluffy hair Scrooge was bought at a great price, and with this he became the most beautiful technician boy, and he couldn't break it.

However, it didn't dare to delay too long, and after two fiddling strokes, it got behind the dirty car.

Behind the dirty car was a base welded with rivets and iron sheets, on which was a huge cannon barrel.

The muzzle alone was enough to stuff a whole green-skinned boy, but the barrel itself was not cast in one piece, but was connected by screws and nails, and several loops of wire were tied to the outside.

"Boss, help me."

The technician boy couldn't lift the cannonball for a long time, so he had to beg the bone boss.

The Greenskin Boss let out two puffs of turbid air from his nose, but still grabbed the cannonball with his power claw and stuffed it into the barrel.

The Technician Kid grinned and grabbed a fire-breathing jump from the bag next to him, then smacked its ass vigorously with a wrench.

The battered Spitfire opened its mouth in rage, and the flames ignited the arm-thick fuse, as well as the Technician Kid's hair, Sgoog.

"Ahhh

The new cannon, which hadn't had time to come up with a loud name, opened fire amid the screams of the Technician Kid, and then fell apart.

The bumpy projectile made a trajectory in the air that EVA could not calculate, and hit Izanami from behind with precision.

Despite the fact that she had unleashed the Spirit of Words, the pitch-black realm was large enough to shield the most advanced detection devices and fire lock-on systems.

Because the greenskinned cannons never rely on those to hit their targets.

"I'm thinking that my first shot will definitely be able to hit."

The Technician Kid lay down in the fragments of the cannon and said excitedly, he had full confidence in his genius.

The realm of words and spirits was shattered by a massive explosion, and Izanami fell from the sky in black smoke.

The two huge white wings had been blown off by the roots, and the smell of meat coming from the roots of the wings could be smelled when they got closer.

"Clams hahahaha!"

Watching the Birdman get blown off by the cannonballs, all the Greenskins laughed heartily, and some of the Greenskins who were fighting even rolled on the ground laughing, completely ignoring the enemies that were attacking it.

Although the language barrier was incomprehensible, this kind of schadenfreude that almost hit his face almost made Izanami angry and blew up the holy remains.

As a zero-generation species created by the Black King Nidhogg himself, when did the White King suffer this kind of grievance.

She couldn't figure out what was going on with the creature in front of her, as an immortal who had lived from ancient times to the present, she was sure that there had never been such a creature on Earth.

Either these disgusting and annoying green-skinned monsters are from aliens, or they were born before the history of dragons.

If so, it would explain why the cancellation of one's authority was useless to that human's spirit of speech, and the spirit of words and spirits: Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace could not be effective against that strange cannonball, because they were all super ancient creatures.

Do even the remnants of the super-ancient covet her power? If you have the ability, you can take it!

Isn't it artillery? This king has it too!

Izanami opened her blasted skull's mouth and chanted an even more passionate dragon script.

Thousands of rainbow bubbles fell again, bronze chariots, armored mammoths, alchemy cannons, and bronze men with axes appeared one by one, and the alchemy army of the White King reappeared in the world.

"Boss, there are a lot of big iron bumps!"

The technician kid shouted excitedly as he looked at the binoculars.

"Yikes! I'm getting rich! ”

The Bone Boss was even more excited, and the exhaust ports of the overweight exoskeleton were spewing thick black smoke.

If you sell them all, you can replace them with two Mao King Kong.

Then it will be able to launch a big Waaaaaagh, and then it will directly become a green-skinned warlord.

Beauty is ruthless, beauty is ruthless!

"Boys, this birdman for me and snatch all those iron lumps!"

The Bone Boss picked up the tin horn and shouted loudly.

In order to increase the motivation of his subordinates, it added another sentence.

"her down, snatch the iron lump, the beast is juicy (Scroog), the beast has a big Waaagh!"

“Waaaaaagh！”

The promise of the green-skinned boss completely ignited the passion of the green-skinned boys, and some of the impatient boys even got into the cannon hole themselves and shot themselves directly into the dragons.

"These orcs are too weird, aren't they?"

Fingal was stunned from heaven.

The series of operations of these green creatures is typical of incomplete cerebellar development, and the brain is completely underdeveloped, but it makes him inexplicably happy to watch.

"Something is coming out again."

Chu Zihang looked at the sky, and Lu Mingfei also fell rainbow bubbles here, but the number was much less than that of Izanami's side.

The rules of the dream bubble are determined by mental power, and if the released person has weak mental power, then naturally the releaser can only do whatever he wants.

But Lu Mingfei's mental strength is not weaker than that of the White King, but the number is much worse, so it has changed to such a turn-based system.

The contents of the rainbow bubble are slowly taking shape, this time at a much slower pace than the last time.

A green glow filled the plains occupied by rainbow bubbles, and from the overhead to the weapon, the new unidentified things flowed with an evil, ominous green light.

"Space Necrons! Climb! ”

Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank, and he ordered again.

The Thunder Gunboat immediately climbed upward, narrowly avoiding a Gaussian ray.

And Lu Mingfei immediately turned on the psionic shield while running.

The disintegrating green light struck the azure psionic shield, sending it into flares.

Thankfully, the psionic shield was far more defensive against decomposing light than real matter, and it took several shots to break it, and he had escaped the range of the Gauss Separation Gun.

The Space Necro Warriors tried to pursue, but the control protocols in the mech forced them to turn around, as their lords found a more worthy target.

A group of old rivals who are also green, the toys and thugs of the ancient saints.

And then there are the giant lizards that fly in the air, and the abundance of flesh and blood makes all space necromantic warriors feel the ecstasy they haven't felt in a long time.

"The machinery is cold, the flesh is hot!"

The metal undead let out an ear-piercing roar, and the piercing killing intent inside sent chills to all flesh creatures.

The deep tomb command barge was the first to shoot, and the Gauss cannon in the bow fired a thigh-thick green laser, emptying everything on the firing area.

Only the dragons who opened the shield of the Vajra Realm and the like lived for an extra second or two, and the other dragons who tried to resist with the words like the Bronze Throne, or attack the laser with the words like the Jun Flame, all immediately turned to ashes and the wind blew without a trace.

As the lord asserts his authority, the space necromancers open fire, declaring their hatred of the living with rays of material destruction.

Watching her dragon soldiers and alchemy army reduced to nothingness one by one, Izanami's rotten eyes widened.

"What the hell is that?!"

She couldn't understand it.

She can also kill the third generation or even the second generation in seconds, but it all relies on the authority of being the white king.

And these metal humanoids in front of them all have this kind of similar weapons, whether it is a leader or a soldier, at most the difference is only in thickness.

If the green-skinned beasts in front of her were still within her acceptability, then these weird and powerful green-light metal people were completely beyond her cognition.

“Waaaaaagh！”

Unwilling to let out a deafening roar from the protagonist's limelight, countless rockets and shells flew towards the enemies and his own people on both sides.

(End of chapter)