As if threatened, Hannah slowly opened her eyes and let out a roar, the eerie flames that burned on her body diverted slightly, stained with the sound of the surviving deathbirds.

The dead bird's skin was cracked and pus was oozing, and the bullet that had just hit the dead bird with remarkable effect could only make them stagger back a little distance.

The shrill wails suddenly amplified, and the deathbirds screamed in pain, but reverently praised!

"Praise! Praise the generosity of our God! ”

"My God lives forever!"

Feast leaps high and sends its claws into the shriveled chest of a chattering recyclator! Let the sharp beak peck at his body, leaving white marks one after another! The sound of chewing sounded from the right hand of the Death Bird, and the Death Bird, which was still chattering, finally stopped its pious prayer, and in the deep munching sound of its soul, its flesh and his soul were torn and devoured by the open teeth of the metal giant's hand!

In a roar, the feast fell to the ground, and he shook off the shriveled corpse in his hands with some disgust, feeling the energy gradually filling his body, and he roared! Forcibly suppress the greed and appetite that sprung up in your heart! The warmed up minigun stretched out at his side, and the blazing fire repelled the sweeping Deathbirds. The cold-voiced commander handed over a sword of extraordinary workmanship, and then returned to formation, silently escorting the feast forward!

Feast dragged his sword and ran again from the ruins, his sword grinding against the ground in bursts of rubble. Moxiso's voice rang in everyone's ears, "The kinetic weapon will attack in ten seconds, take care to make sure it hits the target." ”

As if sensing some mortal threat, Hannah roared, mobilizing his tentacles and trying to wriggle away from the altar, but he was no longer the rotten giant rat he once had once been. His badly wounded origin made it impossible for him to leave the altar on which he lived at the critical moment of rekindling his divinity.

The birds wailed, shook their wings, and broke away from the warband. I want to use my flesh and blood to build a barrier for the true god I believe in!

The screaming of the air tearing through the air drowned out even the wails and chews of the ruins. The iron rod condensed with the wisdom of the precision gear fell in the sky, pierced through the layers of death birds, and smashed into Hannah's left shoulder in the cries of pain from the monsters and the expectations of everyone!

In an instant, the premature god roared in pain, and the left shoulder with its sharp claws, which had been covered with flames, was gone! At the torn wound, you can even see a rotten heart beating slowly! Foul blood splattered from the wounds in the ruins, corroding the ground into bottomless hollows.

There was a cry of pain behind him, and there was a hapless Valkyrie who couldn't dodge the splash of divine blood, and in the wisps of green smoke, the Valkyrie-like armor and the knight were corroded into puddles of foul-smelling pus.

There was no time to mourn, and Feast raised his sword, letting the stinking blood spill on the surface of his bare armor, emitting a cloud of white smoke. Amid the white smoke and pungent stench, Feast was draped in filthy blood and launched a desperate charge against the wounded god. The few remaining recyclants wail and drag their broken bodies to drive the damned disobedient out of here!

But the sound of the wind behind their heads sent them away from their gods with their metal spears, and in their rapidly retreating forms, they watched as the damned disobedient leaped into the air, and in the midst of God's angry and hideous gaze, they stabbed the long sword into the rotting heart exposed to the air......

The wriggling tentacles stiffened, and then the huge rat-headed monster crashed to the ground, and the feast grabbed the long sword and stepped firmly on Hannah's shriveled chest!

The reciprocating birds that had been carried out by the spears watched in disbelief, their surviving heads lowered and their cries.

In the midst of this cry, Wild Feast thought about it and stabbed the long sword in his hand a little deeper. Then he saw a certain resentful cheek, hesitated for a moment, and Fran controlled the feast, slowly raised his right foot made of flesh and metal, and stepped on the rat's head fiercely.

Then the wailing came to an abrupt end, like a cat that had been egg-sucked, and the Death Bird looked confused, staring blankly at the scarlet armor.

"Thank you for the sword." Feast lifted his right foot and slipped with some difficulty from Hannah's massive body.

A Valkyrie with a golden crown etched on his forehead stepped out, and a cold voice rang out, "I should thank you even more for making it a witness to history." ”

Fran thought for a moment, but didn't reply, he never knew how to make small talk with someone he didn't know. Finding a stone here and there that was still in good condition, he sat down with his back against Hannah's huge body, not that he didn't want to find a safe place to rest, but the sharp pain in his chest made it impossible for him to support the feast.

The commander seemed to notice Fran's state at this point, and walked forward quickly, injecting a potion into Fran through the injection port reserved for his armor. With a hint of coolness, Fran finally felt the burning pain in his body lessen a little. Looking at the dissipating curtain, Fran spoke softly, "Thank you." ”

"It's my honor to serve our big heroes." What seemed to be a joke was uttered by the commander in a cold tone that was not like a normal person, but it was a bit strange.

Fran smiled bitterly, where is a big hero, just a representative who picks the fruits of victory as a representative after everyone's efforts.

"No kidding." A cold voice sounded, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, but it was explaining something very seriously, "Only you can hurt that guy." ”

Fran couldn't deny it, and suddenly the thought of teasing him came to him, and he leaned against one of Hannah's thick tentacles, "You must have a drink when you have time, but only if you are not allowed to take that spear with you." ”

"Okay, I'll bring an Eagle Strike ......"

Fran laughed, then coughed in embarrassment.

"I don't want to disturb your death, but I need some information." Moxiso's calm voice came from Fran's headset, "Report what is known. ”

Hannah was not dead, but she was in extreme weakness. Sixty percent of the structural damage to the feast. Residual contamination is dissipating, but it is still a threat. ”

Fran stopped coughing and reported.

"Can you keep walking?" Moxiso asked, "Due to the current contamination, the medical team can't get in. You will need to evacuate on your own. ”

"Understanding ......"

Fran drove the feast to his feet, and the crown-etched Valkyrie beside him hesitated for a moment, then walked to the side of the feast, like a human, and supported the feast.

Moxiso paused and said, "Morgan said that when you recover from your injuries, he will take you to the Red Tassel Pavilion at his own expense, saying that he is grateful for your life-saving grace. ”

Fran chuckled softly, not saying anything, except that he felt that the support around him seemed to increase a little.

"Besides......" Moxiso was silent for a moment, "this time it was a good job, and you don't have to worry about damage to the feast." It's a good time to take this opportunity to do a technical refresh. In other words, you're going to have a long vacation in the near future, so enjoy it. Our heroes. ”