"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

Ubonddrak frantically slashed at everyone in his sight.

When the defensive line of the position began to crumble, a flying formation of twenty Thunderhawk gunboats and two drones galloped in from a distance.

The Thunderhawk gunboats came to a halt above the position, the hatches opened, and a Dark Angel Terminator battle squad jumped out of each gunboat, and immediately attacked the army brought by the Demon Prince after landing steadily.

The two drones released a circular energy shield with a radius of ten meters after stopping, and a series of beams of light fell into the shield from the sky, and when the light dissipated, the majestic figures of ten new thunder warriors appeared in the sight of the demon prince.

"Blood God lackey!"

Among the ten Thunder Warriors, the captain who led the other nine in the combat operation raised his chain axe and shouted at Upondrak: "The man who will chop off your dog's head is here!" ”

Hearing this confident words of invitation, Ubonddrak's heart was full of war, and he immediately walked over to meet those thunder warriors who suddenly appeared.

The Thunder Warriors also stepped out of their shields.

As the captain with the chain axe walked past the battered Krieg who had exhausted themselves just standing still and holding their posts, a soothing force emanated.

The fleeing men on the battlefield stopped, and the ghost took up his arms and approached the thunder warrior with the chain axe.

The Kriegs, who were still holding on to the position, felt inspired, and their majestic courage flowed into their hearts, even if they were only holding laser rifles, they dared to follow those superhuman warriors to the terrible demon prince.

"Wait."

"You look like an old man I've seen......"

Upbondrak stopped, looking up and down at the superhuman warrior with the golden chain axe, his crimson eyes rolling around, apparently looking very seriously.

The warrior also stopped and confronted the Demon Prince.

If the Demon Prince's gaze could penetrate the armor, he would see that the person inside was indeed the old man he had seen—Angron.

It's just Angron before the ascension.

Behind Angelon, the nine Thunder Warriors he brought with him bypassed Ubondrak and ran quickly to assist the Dark Angel in dealing with the other enemies.

"Isn't it like your Vault Dweller?" Angron clutched his chain axe, and he could feel the grief and despair of the mortals on this battlefield, as well as the anger and pain he felt in the face of the death of his comrades, and he felt angry because of it.

"Hahaha......" Ubonddrak shook his head with a dry laugh, and after a few sneers, his wings spread out, and his huge body flew towards Angron.

The Demon Prince and the Clones are entangled.

The mortals next to him couldn't see the battle between the two at all, and they couldn't even tell what moves they were using.

All you can see is a cloud of scarlet and a cloud of gold entangled.

But fortunately, at this time, the mortals no longer feared the terrifying existence of the Demon Prince, and they took up their courage and tried to help Angelon in the battle.

A dozen Kriegs rushed towards Ubonddrak with hot-melt bombs on their backs, detonating them when they were all cut off by the axes.

The Demon Prince's wings were obscured in front of him, and within two seconds of being consumed by the explosion, he leapt out of the crater blasted by the hot melt bomb.

Ubondrak, whose wings had been blown away, was still alive, and beneath his rough flesh was a ring-and-ring carapace.

The Kriegers lined up to shoot a volley at Ubonddrak, but in the blink of an eye, Ubangdrak crossed a distance of hundreds of meters to come in front of him, and all of them were chopped into rotten flesh that burst into the sky.

"This isn't a battle you're supposed to be in!" Angelon yelled at the mortals as he lunged at Ubon Drac.

The latter's fighting spirit was also mobilized, and he still wanted to fight with the powerful gold-armored warrior in front of him more than slaughtering mortals.

Once again, the two sides were locked in a grappling that was not clear to the mortals next to them.

The two will be entangled for a while.

It's like this fight.

Suddenly erupted, suddenly stalemate.

Space Marines and Thunder Warriors are all over the front, and the fire support provided by the Titans Legion cannot turn the tide.

No one knew why the bastards in the Skull Fortress were jumping out to fight, and no one knew what their strategic goals were.

In the Leviathan command car, some mortal generals who don't know much about the Blood God Followers mistakenly believe that these bloodthirsty maniacs are only fighting for the sake of fighting, and have no strategy at all, because such behavior is in line with the crazy bloodlust they appear to be.

There are also mortal generals who believe that emergency countermeasures should be prepared from now on, so as not to be helpless without knowing what the enemy is thinking.

In any case, for the warriors on the Blood God's side, they were indeed on a step-by-step basis.

At the height of the intensity and stalemate of the war, a nobleman in the Skull Fortress who was guarding the battlefield situation presented by the brass blood pool with the other nobles issued a new order.

This Dracasy nobleman was favored by the blood god for his extreme pursuit of strategy and tactics.

The command was actually his, not Ubondrak's, and the latter's presence on the battlefield was enough to show that he positioned himself as a warrior, not a commander.

"It's now."

The nobleman raised his hand, and a large amount of blood flowed from the corpse tied to the brass blood pool, which converged into the appearance of some giant war machine.

"Deploy the killers, deploy those killers."

……

The Blade of the Om Messiah, the Titan Legion, is still trudging towards the location of its allies, firing artillery to provide fire support as they go.

The teleportation system will have to prepare for a while longer, and it will take a little more time for them to teleport directly to the location of the friendly troops.

At this time, inside the Martian Witch, the Bird Detector Array, which had received the maximum energy output, kept releasing detection waves to all directions, and the suppression device integrated on the command throne curbed Diana's talent, so that she would not let the Bird Detector Array with a bit of metaphysics directly shut down.

After another scan returned, Diana suddenly noticed something.

Behind the Titans, in the thick and deep mist of blood, the vague figures of some behemoths appeared in the flash of lightning generated by the roar of thunder and lightning.

Diana gasped as the Titan Sight adjusted to the uninvited guest.

It was more than twenty Titan-like war machines, made mostly of brass, with crimson flames emitting from all over them.

Armor, gears, transmission structures, engines...... These things were like living creatures, with hideous faces, like something terrible being bound in them.

The exact shape of each war machine is indescribable, and those who see them will feel that they are covered in skull-shaped ornaments, even the barrel of which extends from the mouth of the skull.

(End of chapter)