Chapter 1368 Fishing

Three flares flew into the sky after a short delay, and the charging crystal wrapped in the flare exploded violently after the inertial lock was released, activating the rune array engraved inside the bullet casing—in the next few seconds, as far away as The huge ball of light that can be seen from the Greta Fortress illuminated the thick clouds like ink, and the dazzling red light permeated among the thick clouds, and almost at the moment when the light bloomed, the water vapor condensed over the narrow and long plain arrived. a vertex.

On the ground, the last heavy artillery shell fired from the Winter has just completed its long flight and fall. With the explosion of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, but there were not many people caught in the shock wave. The fragments of the deformed body fragments that were blown up - most of the deformed bodies and biochemical synthetic beasts on the battlefield have been wiped out in the previous intensive bombing. After leaving countless wreckages, these monsters have quickly abandoned them. Occupy" position and retreated to near the border of the Gondor wasteland.

They are entrenched among the rotten soil and jagged boulders, roaring in the dust rising from the sky, although the fire light falling like a meteor in the dark clouds has stopped, the scorching pain brought by the "sky fire" and The shock still seems to be deeply imprinted in the depths of their distorted and mutated nervous systems. The dust and mist from the last round of fire bombing has not yet dissipated, and the rumble and tremors from the earth still linger, and this terrifying scene is passed by the monsters again. The nervous system and the spiritual connection between them were passed on, and were finally brought together to the command node of the Wasteland Legion, and gathered into their "minds" - located at the wasteland border northwest of Greta Fortress, Dark priests entrenched deep in the ruins of an ancient fortress.

This is an ancient frontier fortress. In the glorious age of mankind, it used to be the outpost of the Gondor Empire. For thousands of years, it guarded the most powerful human territory in the world at that time. After the well exploded, the fort fell into ruins, now forgotten by the civilized world for hundreds of years. The advanced construction technology in the past and the distance from the impact range of the deep blue explosion in the past have allowed the fortress to maintain a relatively complete main body today. Between the towering walls and the exquisitely structured architectural frame, it seems that it can still be seen vaguely. To its splendor centuries ago—only this splendor is no longer a symbol of the frontier of civilization, but a sanctuary for something dark and corrupt.

Banor stood on the large platform above the fortress, the twisted and entangled tree crown like a brain made a dry friction sound in the wind, and his roots that acted as footsteps swayed slowly on the ancient mottled platform, showing the strength of this dark priest. Extremely bad mood - his gaze was fixed on the battlefield in the southeast, looking at the aberrations that were constantly withdrawing from the front and the smoke and dust on the horizon that had not yet dissipated, a hoarse and low grunt sounded indistinctly in his body , some dark red liquid reminiscent of blood is slowly seeping out from the cracks in his bark.

A large number of mutants and biochemical synthetic beasts were wiped out in a very short period of time, and a large number of nodes in the command network suddenly lost their response. The severe shock felt by the lower-level nodes at the same time created a tsunami-like thought shock at the moment the network was paralyzed. The impact caused many dark priests who directly commanded the army to fight, including Banor himself.

He is the successor of Marcellus. After the Wasteland Legion's attack on the Ogure Tribal State was frustrated, and Marcellus, who was originally in command of the Western Front Legion, was evaporated by the terrible air fortress, Grandpa Bor Ken then handed over the remaining deformed bodies of the Western Front Legion to Banor, who was on standby at the rear. Banor didn't let the more than half-destroyed Western Front Legion stay on the front line of Ogure to confront those terrible air fortresses, but He chose to send the whole army to the south, and together with the original Southern Army Corps stormed the positions of the elves and humans - he knew,

What the religious order needs is not the so-called "occupation of the world". What the religious order needs is to deploy enough dark blue control nodes. Under this goal, it does not matter even if the entire western front battlefield is abandoned. The results obtained on the southern front battlefield are still enough Complete the cause...

This should be the case, at least until today, things are generally proceeding according to the original plan.

The fighting will of those elves and humans was very tenacious. Even after the crash of the "Stars Temple", they still managed to stabilize the border and even made a certain "counterattack", but their tenacious fighting will could not be kept 100%. All the lines of defense, the Wasteland Legion continued to carry out local breakthroughs with superior forces, and successfully suppressed the northwest border of the Gaoling Kingdom, and approached the Greta Fortress. In Banor's view, as long as there is enough time, those who are replenishing and sustaining troops Human beings, who are far weaker than the mutants in terms of combat capability, will be dragged down by the wasteland army sooner or later, and as long as the biggest opening is opened on the Gaoling Kingdom, no matter how hard the elves can fight, they will fall into the hands of the two armies A flanking situation.

As a result, he met the Cecilians today—those hidden dangers, Cecilians who don’t know why they can pop up everywhere! !

"Master, it has been confirmed that the shelling came from the Aldo River. Those Cecilians came by boat... very huge warships, there are more than a dozen of them," a dark priest stepped onto the platform and came to Baba respectfully. In front of Noel, "The 'magic cannons' they use are different from the 'magic cannons' we have seen on the battlefield these days. They surpass our 'behemoths' in terms of power and range..."

"The Aldo River...is it so far away?!" Banor's canopy made a rattling sound, and he seemed extremely irritable, "Those damned lowly creatures... are dull and inferior on the road of evolution, but only Knowing how to create those blasphemous machines that are full of noise... No, we can't let those warships continue to sit there..."

A gust of wind blew over from a distance, and the wind was full of water vapor, and some kind of breath of rainstorm infiltrated the dry branches, leaves and bark of Banor, but this did not make this "plant" feel happy, but made the "plant" feel happy. He faintly felt even more irritated and uneasy: "Not only the Cecils, but also this damn weather, there is no such annoying dark clouds and rain in the wasteland..."

As if specifically to respond to his complaints, at the moment the voice of the dark master fell, an unprecedented thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the rolling thunder echoed between the sky and the earth like a great bell. The dark priests in the fortress trembled in unison, almost mistakenly thinking that the shells fired by the Cecilian warship fell on their heads——

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down.

The torrential rain that had been brewing for a long time in the dense clouds finally fell, as if there was an upside-down sea hidden deep in the clouds, and the continuous torrential rain hit the ground from the north of Greta Fortress. From the ancient fortress on the border of the wasteland, and then extending eastward to the former site of the forest defense line, the entire narrow and long plain turned into a swamp country in an instant, and there were countless bright thunder and lightning jumping in the clouds, countless whistling winds and frightening sounds. The strange roar swept across the entire plain!

Banor was shocked by the thunder just now, and couldn't help but stare dumbfounded at the torrential rain that suddenly fell in front of his eyes. The dense water flow had even surpassed his concept of "rain", and it was more like a whole body of water falling directly from the sky When he got down, this dark priest who had lived for several centuries searched his memory. During his human years and the days when he was still living in the "normal world" outside, he had never seen, never Never heard of such rain.

"This rain..." The murmur of a low-level dark priest came from the side, "This rain is really heavy..."

"No, the situation is wrong..." Banor interrupted his subordinates, and the intense unease seemed to be turning into a real alarm in his heart, "It's not rain! It's an attack, and we're under attack! Everyone is ready to fight!"

"Attack?" The low-ranking dark priest didn't react for a while, he looked at Ba Nuoer in astonishment, "What attacked us..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, the voice behind him was interrupted by a buzzing sound from the sky and a "chi" sound as the wooden structure was cut by high-heat energy. Emerging out of the air, it was a woman whose lower body was like a snake. She held a war blade that looked like a trident in her hand. The high-energy light waves at the front of the trident were restrained into blades by the force field. The low-level priest who had no time to react was cut into two pieces.

The lifeless wooden torso of his subordinates fell into the heavy rain. Banor finally felt the long-lost fear at this moment. He saw that the alien creature holding a strange weapon had turned its gaze to his side, and around the alien creature, More figures are rapidly emerging—from the rain falling from the sky, from the air filled with water vapor, and from the rising water on the ground, figures holding tridents or particle rifles are condensing one after another.

On the castle, outside the castle, and on the plains, more sea-monsters landed and began to quickly harvest all creatures in their sight—whether it was a tall mutant or a ferocious biochemical synthetic beast, or The dark priest who was trying to rebuild the line of defense in a hurry, these land creatures are no different in the eyes of the sea monsters. If they are close, they will be chopped into pieces with light wave blades, and if they are far away, they will be shot with particle rifles. The particle clusters and beam blades surged like undulating waves in the torrential rain, and each surge meant that a large number of monsters and dark priests turned into "impurities" in the waves.

The water was upwelling, and even though it was on the open plains, the "precipitation" brought by this torrential rain did not escape at all, and an astonishing amount of rainwater was bound on this battlefield, and it was visible to the naked eye. The speed filled all the ravines on the long and narrow plain, which was an astonishing and terrifying scene—but at this moment, Banor had no energy to pay attention to what happened in the distance.

A group of high-energy particles wrapped in a force field rubbed against the crown of the tree and flew to the distance, and the magic shield used for body protection rippled layer by layer. Banor continuously summoned a large number of vines and withered treants to resist those "Aliens in the Rain" At the same time, he used the corrupted energy arrows with powerful destructive power to attack the enemies who fell into the range - this was the first time he had fought against this race. As a dark priest with profound knowledge, he guessed the things in front of him. The creature is the "sea monster" who suppressed the son of the storm for seven hundred years, and immediately passed the news to the grand master deep in the wasteland through the root network, and what he can do next...

All he had to do was fight to the death and find a way to survive this raid.

The dark green corrosive energy arrow pierced through the air and let out a chirping howl. A siren warrior was unable to dodge at close range, but was pierced through the chest by the energy arrow, and before he could even scream, he turned into a massacre scattered all over the sky. splash.

Another sea monster next to her saw this scene, and she exclaimed at the death of her comrade-in-arms, and then sneered loudly: "You're dead!!"

Then the other sea monsters around shouted in unison: "See you after we die!!"

Banor felt the chills coming to his heart, if he still had hairs, all his hairs must have stood on end by this time.

These sea monsters are not invincible. Although they seem to be several times stronger than ordinary mortal races, and are equipped with amazing advanced weapons, as a high-level transcendent, Banor can still fight Fighting against multiple Kraken soldiers, and successfully killed several of them, but this did not make him feel relaxed at all.

He only felt absurd and horrified—these creatures were not afraid of death at all!

They fight with a fearless posture, and don't care about any fatal injuries. If they can be hit, they will pounce and slash. They don't care about the lives of their comrades. When their comrades die in front of their eyes, they will only shout loudly and excitedly, evaluating the death with a creepy attitude in Banor's view. After admiring or ridiculing loudly, they turn their heads and continue. To slash and kill everything in sight until you die yourself.

Barnaul's scalp is tingling - although he lost it seven centuries ago, he still has it.

He knows that mutants are not afraid of death, but that is a completely different matter. The fearlessness of mutants is based on the fact that they do not have a complete mind. If they can think, they still know how to escape and be afraid. These deep-sea alien species called "sea monsters" have a high degree of intelligence, and they embrace death with complete rationality, rush to death, admire and despise death...

Even in the process, it was even more hilarious.

The dark priest who was determined to destroy a season of civilization to reshape the planet trembled in front of these incomprehensible alien species in the deep sea. He even felt that the opposite was a group of crazy monsters.

And at this moment, Banor suddenly found that the sea monsters who were besieging him stopped attacking at the same time.

Those deep-sea fighters seem to have received some orders, and at the same time they put away their weapons and retreated. The torrential rain around them formed an upside-down vortex in the sky at some point, and the center of the vortex calmed down strangely. Banor watched in astonishment. The surrounding changes, he didn't know what happened for a while, but he was sure of one thing - these crazy deep-sea aliens would not kindly let themselves survive.

In the next second, what he thought in his heart was confirmed.

The sound of huge water surged up from the heavy rain and stagnant water outside the castle. Countless thick tentacles reminiscent of the tentacles of an octopus climbed up the platform along the rough outer wall of the fort. Banor saw a huge figure standing on the ground. Emerging from the rising water, it was a giant-like female, or something that was fused with a female body and a deep-sea monster. She lowered her head and looked down at Banor, with countless thick tentacles surrounding the platform layer upon layer. It became a sunken structure like an arena, and the thunderous sound of a huge wave shook Banor's auditory nerves: "I heard that there is a super-beater here, is that you?

"Very well, I am Vanessa, Lord of the Deep Sea War, and I will fight with you."

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