Chapter 1466 Chaos

It takes a genius to remember the address of this website in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! On the Peace Ark, Ying Mian, who had already grasped the gate lever and was about to pull it up, retracted his hand.

"Where's the direction?"

"Nine degrees east, they're heading toward the plume!"

"Instructor, what should we do next?" the pilot turned around and asked.

With the size of the God of Divine Construct, even if it moves, it cannot avoid the bombing from the air, not to mention that the magic barrier has failed. As long as the second ray of sun falls near the Black Stone Pyramid, there is a high chance of destroying the obelisk. And for the crew, this is also the safest approach.

But he didn't board the plane for safety.

The pilots of the two bombers are selected from outstanding students, but the captain is an instructor. The purpose is obvious. The former is the key to flying the plane well, and they are the guarantee for completing the operation.

A high success rate means there is also a probability of failure.

What he wants is to put aside the part of resignation and maximize the part that he can control.

The staff has also discussed many times regarding the possibility that the God of Divine Construct may be displaced between the two rounds of attacks, or even move from the very beginning. There is only one solution, and that is to trade height for hit rate until the enemy is unable to avoid it.

"Reduce the altitude by two thousand and recalculate the bombing route," Ying Mian ordered without hesitation, "Wherever they go, we will follow them!"

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At this time, the Terror Beast had "collided" with the swooping aircraft group.

Good felt that the sky was much darker, as if the morning light that had just emerged was swallowed up by the night again, and there were enemies everywhere, up, down, left and right.

The dazzling stream of light ejected from the cannon of the Wrath of Heaven was the only thing that could make him feel at ease. Aim or slightly line up and fire, and any Terror in your path will be torn to pieces. Personal skills are of little significance in the face of a battle of this scale. Even if he looks in all directions, it is impossible to detect every enemy coming towards him.

If it weren't for the teammates around him who were covering him all the way, he would have been hit by the bone spears flying in all directions.

After three long rounds of strafing, Good felt his eyes suddenly light up, and then he realized that he had penetrated the group of Terror Beasts. When he turned around, there was no enemy behind the tail to bite him.

"What are the devils doing? They don't seem to be paying attention to us." Finkin, who had been following him on his flank, also noticed this.

Good flew the plane to distance himself, and suddenly felt bad. Looking at it as a whole, only a few of the densely packed terrifying beasts in the sky were fighting with the aerial knights, while the others were trying their best to climb to higher places.

Logically speaking, the devil should not be able to detect the bomber flying above the clouds at all.

Facts also proved that they did not find the target.

Although the opponent is climbing, the routes are varied, and it feels like you are bumping into each other with your head covered.

"Damn it, the devil is looking for the Ark!" Goode yelled at the radio.

"Isn't this a good thing?" Finkin whistled, "With their flying speed, it will take a lot of effort to catch the bombers. We can also take advantage of the opportunity to kill a few more to help reduce the pressure on His Highness."

Having said that, Goode always felt uneasy in his heart.

"Another group of enemies is coming!" Teammates reminded, "Let's go to the clouds first, which is more suitable for a war of attrition. At an altitude of more than four thousand meters, the terrifying beasts will have trouble even flapping their wings. We can just shave our heads. Cut off their sharp tips layer by layer."

"That sounds like a good idea!"

"I climbed up first!"

More than a dozen biplanes pulled up one after another and flew towards high altitude.

Goode did not follow.

He tuned the radio to the team's band and said to Finkin alone, "We will stay in this airspace."

"What, stay here? If the enemy suddenly gives up the search, we will be the first to be beaten!" Immediately came the question from the old partner over there, "Besides, if we don't take this opportunity to expand the results, how can we Didn’t everyone else take all the credit?”

"These are not the important points. What is important is the devil's actions!" Goode explained while staring at the battlefield. "Think about it, since they can guess the existence of the bomber, will they realize that the attack just now was actually From a humble bomb?"

"No way...the devils don't even know about the existence of the Solar Glory Project, and they didn't detect our attack in advance. From the time the bomb was dropped to the time it detonated, it only took a few minutes. How could they know so clearly?"

"I'm not sure, but I just feel that it's probably not a coincidence that the floating city is moving towards the smoke column." Good murmured. According to ordinary people's thinking, it was a dust cloud formed by an explosion. It was too late to avoid it, so how could they take the initiative to get close to it. Once the devil does it on purpose, the period of time when the bomb falls is the last opportunity they can seize to fight back.

"Okay," after a long silence, Finkin responded helplessly, "Since you said so, I will believe you for once. But if you lose your battle merit because of this, you have to compensate me well."

"How about a month of Chaos Drinks?"

"No, just introduce your sister to me."

"Bahji." The sound of communication interruption came from the earphones.

Finkin smiled, turned and flew towards Goode.

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Damn, these guys are really tough!

Wuwu drove the flying magic stone and hurriedly dodged the clusters of bullets fired at it. According to Mask, being hit by this gadget is no different than receiving a hammer blow from the front, and the magic barrier cannot withstand it for long. Since the Silent Disaster has suffered from human firearms, it naturally has no intention of experiencing it personally.

In terms of its ability, it is very easy to interfere with the perception of ordinary humans. Even if the opponent is wearing the Stone of Retaliation, it can affect the opponent to a greater or lesser extent, but the one who is eyeing it is a witch.

What made Wuwu even more uncomfortable was that the witch didn't seem to intend to use magic to decide the outcome. She piloted a blood-red iron bird and would hardly get within nine hundred feet of it. Although he could shoot and run away, the opponent was not only extremely flexible in his movements, but also very accurate, which immediately put him in a passive situation where he couldn't catch up or get rid of him.

The demon possessor does not rely on his own magic power, but instead relies on external objects to fight. This is simply a shame and a great humiliation in its eyes!

And there seems to be more than one such guy.

For example, the sacred stone bullets shot down from time to time in the clouds were obviously made by the witch. If it hadn't been particularly sensitive to hostility after being promoted, it would have been attacked by the enemy a long time ago.

He promised to chase humans, but instead he was bitten by the prey, which put him in a dilemma. Wuwu had never been so angry before. In the final analysis, the only one who can be as flexible in the air as on the ground is Hykezord, known as the "Lord of the Sky." It had no abilities, but now it could only rely on the flying magic stone to dodge left and right. It was all Nasopelle's fault. If the winged beast army were allowed to fight the enemy directly, how could it be pursued unscrupulously by this red iron bird?

He said it as if he saw the main attacking force hiding in the sky.

Wuwu dodged to avoid another round of fire from the witch, looked above his head angrily, and then couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw a giant black iron bird sliding out of the smoke column. Its body was thicker than the largest Bogle winged beast. There were four driving devices hanging under a pair of wings, and other double-winged iron birds were similar to them. The ratio is simply not worth mentioning!

There is no doubt that this is the "vision" that Mask refers to

It hit the target.

The other winged beast troops also noticed this and followed the previous instructions to chase the new target. Although humans tried to stop it, in the face of the absolute disparity in numbers, blocking it was just delaying time. It was only a matter of time before the giant iron bird was shot down.

Okay, I guess you're right. Wuyu used the talisman to send a message that my troops have found what you call the main offensive force, and I believe they will be solved soon.

However, Mask's voice doesn't seem to relax at all. What does it look like? Tell me quickly!

Wuwang frowned, but still said bluntly, it looked like a larger artificial iron bird.

What about the underside of its belly? Is there anything hanging?

At this time the witch attacked again.

It’s endless! Once the big one is eliminated, it will soon be your turn! After Wuwangkankan got out of the way, he had the time to take a closer look.

There's nothing underneath it, what the hell are you trying to say?

Nothing at all? Kamen repeated in a rare tone.

That's right, Wuwu said impatiently, I didn't see anything except a big pit.