Text Chapter 992: Black Flame and the Sentry (Part 2)

Black Flint was a little impatient.

It is said that only those monster clans who are particularly devout to their ancestors and have a particularly pure heart can see the Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters in the clouds.

Hei Huoshi was very wronged, he felt that he had always been devout to his ancestors.

Although he didn't quite know who those ancestors were, such as Pangu, Gonggong, Kuafu, and Houyi, who was who and who did what, but he couldn't afford to pay the "ancestral spirit tax" every month. The most, the most refreshing? The masters told him the rules of his ancestors, and he was honest, never breaking any of them.

"It's all that stupid woman's fault!"

Hei Huoshi muttered something in his heart, his bull's eyes were quickly covered with layers of bloodshot under the impatience.

Seeing the entire Wildhammer company, he was the only one left missing. Black Flint's eyes were red and swollen, and his head began to dizzy again and again. It seems that I really saw a piece of light from the clouds, a piece of colorful light.

"I saw it! I saw it!"

Hei Huoshi didn't know if the "Brilliant Hall of Ten Thousand Monsters" looked like this, but he was so excited that he shed tears.

"That is the Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters, that is above the sea of ​​stars, our destination!"

Master Golden Horn swung the demon-patterned bull-horn warhammer into a storm, and roared murderously, "Come on, warriors, let those despicable and cowardly human races see how powerful Pangu's blood is!"

Ahead, countless scarlet fireflies guide, whether it is a black-horned pack ox, a meteor iron ox or an iron-tailed barbarian... the eyes of all the bull tribes burst into flames, and the demonic aura gushing out of their nostrils condensed in mid-air. A group of tumbling red clouds!

Together, they launched an uneven and chaotic charge towards the human outpost!

Black Flint's brain has been completely burnt by neurostimulants, and his peaceful consciousness is being quickly replaced by the murderous desire. At this moment, he can't even imagine what the "brilliant Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters" really looks like.

The master said that as long as he fights bravely, he will rush to kill. Then you can ascend to the glorious Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and no longer have to worry about how to cultivate the two Susukina fields full of poison vetch and two-tailed scorpions. There are wine pools and meat forests in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and countless delicacies. You don't need to plow the fields or mine, just have fun all day long!

Heihuoshi didn't know what "wine pond meat forest" was, and he didn't understand what "delicacy and delicacy" meant. He only knew that it was delicious and delicious.

But even "delicious and delicious food". Hei Huoshi doesn't even know what it's like. Since he was born, all the things Hei Huoshi has eaten can barely fill his stomach at most, and it definitely doesn't match up with "delicious and delicious".

Somehow, out of the last sparks in Hei Huoshi's mind, a shiny roast chicken suddenly popped out.

That was the picture of a large human village that he had seen in the illusion.

It was a big, big, big, big village, so big that Heihuoshi didn't know how to describe it, other details in the big village. He had long forgotten all about it, but this roast chicken, which was roasted carefully in the iron stove, looked crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, glistening, bubbling, and dripping oil, was deeply engraved on the On the surface of his cerebral cortex, he can even remember the sound of chicken fat dripping on the burning coals.

After every difficult night in the barracks, after thinking about the mother-in-law and the two cubs. Hei Huoshi kept thinking about what the roast chicken should taste like?

Is it as tender as 'Bitter Grass Insect', or is it as crisp as 'Red Fern Root'?

Of course, Hei Huo Shi had seen and caught chickens, but he was never willing to eat them. That is a very precious thing.

Besides, the master doesn't let them eat it. The master said that the cows are born to eat grass, at least the black blood cattle should eat grass, and at most they can get some small bugs to satisfy their greed. This is the ancestor's rule.

If you eat big fish and meat, you will break the rules of your ancestors. After he died, he couldn't go to the Wan Yao Temple, not only he couldn't go, but his wife and kids couldn't go either.

"I don't know if there is roast chicken in the 'Brilliant Hall of Ten Thousand Monsters'? If there is 'big fish and big meat', it should be allowed by the ancestors?"

Hei Huoshi was thinking wildly while running wildly.

These black bloods did not carry heavy weapons or armor on them. Their task was to attack all human outposts, strongholds and battle forts within sight as soon as they crossed the Tianyuan Realm, serving as the follow-up troops of the Ten Thousand Monsters Alliance Army. Sweep away all obstacles, or in other words, block all possible firepower points.

Hei Flint ran with all four hooves, and ran very fast. The feeling of burning brain made his blood boil, as if he had put on wings, and he was out of his body, breaking away from this clumsy and ugly body.

He thought of the shiny roasted chicken, and it became more and more vigorous, like a roaring wind, quickly overtook all his companions, surpassed "Missing Ears", and was the first to rush towards Jing, who was surrounded by more than a dozen gates. A human outpost surrounded by magnetic cannons.

A dazed smile appeared on Hei Huoshi's face, and he swung his tail three times towards "Missing Ears", retaliation for the guy's mocking of him just now.

"Missing Ears" is always like this, with soft hands and feet, and can't run away from him every time. He has grown a good body for nothing. No wonder the mother-in-law followed him back then, not "Missing Ears", a guy with thicker horns and bigger horns.

"If I really go to the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons in the sky and see roast chicken, I must buy half of it for the mother-in-law and the cubs to come back and taste it!"

Hei Huoshi frowned, using the few remaining active brain cells to seriously think about how to steal the roast chicken from the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons.

He has grown so big, and he has never stolen anything!

The crystal cannon on the human outpost in front released a series of truly beautiful rays of light, radiant and colorful, just like the "brilliant Palace of Ten Thousand Monsters" he saw in the clouds.

"Strange, why is the Wan Yao Temple in the cannon of the human race?"

Hei Huoshi was puzzled, and suddenly found himself flying high, his mouth was sticky, wet, and had a sour taste.

"Is this the taste of roast chicken?"

Hei Huoshi struggled, wanting to roll his tongue again, savoring this wonderful taste carefully.

He straightened his arms and waved them in the void, trying to grab the delicious and fatty roast chicken.

In the human outpost opposite.

It is full of beards and has a red garlic nose, like a sentinel who has been drunk all day long, looking at the ever-increasing and dense red spots on the light curtain. With a "bah", he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground and muttered:

"Damn bad luck."

Since the "Battle of Daybreak", the towns and military bases of the Federation on the Great Wilderness have been almost destroyed. It is already unable to maintain the long supply line, and build a larger war base north of the Great Wilderness.

Now, the Federation adopts the strategy of shrinking and defending, concentrating most of the elites on the front line of Juren Pass in the south of the Great Wilderness, and at the same time diverting more resources. Put into the construction of the new full crystal armor battle group.

On the vast wasteland in the northern part of the Great Wilderness, there are only a few outposts scattered here and there.

Rather than relying on these outposts to resist the monster clan, it is better to say that when the monster clan army attacks, they should immediately issue an alarm and initially detect the reality of the monster clan.

The federal troops stationed in these outposts are very aware of their responsibilities and their fate once the monster race arrives.

But this is war, and the supernatural powers of the Star Federation have not yet been developed, and a magic weapon can be refined. In the Great Wilderness, where the spiritual magnetic environment is extremely complex, it can completely replace the Sentinels.

The only thing the Federal Army can do is to shorten the mission time of each sentry as much as possible, and replace a batch of sentries every seven days.

Every sentinel, as long as he sticks to it for seven days, can get a long one-month vacation to go home and reunite with his relatives.

This sentinel has stood firm for seven and a half days.

The sentinel who came to replace him encountered a thunderstorm on the way, and the transport ship was struck by lightning. Under urgent maintenance, he can only stay here for one more day.

who knows!

The sentinel was trembling all over, and his ten fingers were dancing. He was a rough guy with five big and three thick. But like a child who has been bullied, he cried aggrievedly.

"Hold!"

The sentry cried, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

While crying, the sentinel injected a sedative into his neck, picked up another cigarette, and then turned on the crystal brain. Type in everything you observe on the fly.

As a series of data and images were sent back as spiritual waves, the sentinel breathed a sigh of relief and found that the snot was running down his lips.

The sentry wiped away his tears and snot with his dirty cuff, and took out his personal crystal brain from his bosom, as if touching the most precious gemstone in the world, a light curtain was activated.

This is the frontier of the Great Wilderness. The environment of the spiritual magnetic field is too complicated, and it is difficult to communicate directly with the hinterland of the Federation. The Federal Army also has its own rules. Soldiers can carry their own crystal brains, but they are not allowed to connect to the spiritual network.

What he inspired was just a three-dimensional photo stored in it.

In the photo, there is a curly-haired, chubby, smiling woman, and two boys with thick heads and thick heads.

The older boys also winked at him and made funny faces.

The sentinel smiled, and suddenly remembered that he and his wife had quit smoking. He frantically snuffed out the cigarette butt, and then picked his teeth with his tongue. Then, with his big mouth full of hairs, he kissed the illusory Xuanguang lightly. , Kissing Xuan Guang into fine ripples.

The sentinel put the crystal brain upright beside him, turned around and picked up a crystal cannon.

This kind of magnetic cannon on a fixed gun position can be operated by the control crystal computer in the outpost. He only needs to sit in front of the light curtain to monitor.

However, the sentinel still switched one of the magnetic cannons from automatic shooting to manual operation.

Under normal circumstances, a magnetic cannon requires three soldiers to manually operate it.

The sentinel gritted his teeth firmly, and with all his strength, smashed the crystal box into the magazine one by one.

"Buzz buzz!"

Electric arcs spun out from the three magnetic rails of the magnetic cannon, and the arcs spread to his arms, tearing his skin, nerves and flesh to pieces!

The sentinel's tears turned red. He took a last look at the tiny ripples on the light curtain, took a deep breath, put his head on the aiming position of the magnetic cannon, narrowed his left eye, and firmly locked on the last The Yaozu in front.

It was a crazy bull.

He ran so fast that drops of blood seeped out of his body, evaporated by the heat, turning into a faint cloud of blood mist, making his huge figure even uglier.

The mad cow grinned grinningly, the bull's eyes that were almost bursting out of their eye sockets were filled with violent light, pale yellow saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he looked very hungry.

The sentinel could completely imagine the scene after being rushed into the town by such a monster.

The sentinel rubbed the firing array of the locus with bloody fingers that were almost showing bones, and murmured: "Come on, beast!" (To be continued.)