Chapter 183 Nautilus's Big Horn

The capital of clock towers, Mozwa.

"Reload!"

A heavy golden cannonball weighing dozens of kilograms was pressed into the barrel, and then the bolt was closed. Under the operation of magic power, the intricate patterns on the hot red barrel became bright, and the enchanted cannonball in the barrel became brighter. Resonating with each other, the boiling magic power faintly radiated, and then in a sudden loud noise, the fiery crimson cannonball was launched.

Breaking through the layers of obstacles in the atmosphere, with screams and sound waves, this cannonball dashed straight into the wilderness outside the city in an instant.

On the bustling city walls were musketeers who kept firing, choking smoke and fire filled the city head, and the continuous shooting seemed to never stop.

Such a violent attack, according to Frost and Frost United's previous assessment, should be enough to tear apart any enemy formation, but this time it was in vain.

War Sequence, this extraordinary sequence is just as its name suggests, all developments and improvements are prepared for war. Under the resonance and union of common beliefs, their individual strengths will increase layer by layer, and the entire army will be assembled into a whole, just like the advancing prehistoric beasts.

Under the mighty cold front, those shells exploded as if hitting the tip of the blade gun, and then the remaining fragments were also smashed by the army formation below and dissipated like fireflies.

Many of the muskets that shot down, most of the bullets gradually lost their kinetic energy in the air, and finally fell on the armor and shield like a drizzle, and they could only make a ding ding sound.

In the face of this uniform, slowly advancing, but unstoppable army, many soldiers and superhumans on the city wall began to feel desperate and crazy, and could only rely on constant attacks to numb the fearful heart and emotions.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Its sound was like madness, and the musket in his hand gradually overheated and turned red, and finally the bullet was directly detonated and exploded as soon as it was put in.

When the army outside the city was not close to the city wall, many defenders died directly at the front of the city for this reason, which further damaged the morale of the defenders.

Slam, a soldier dropped the musket in his hand and slowly slumped on the ground against the wall behind.

"Can't win.... we are dead... dead..."

Looking at his appearance of giving up in despair, many of the soldiers who were still attacking beside him also fell silent, and the movement of loading and shooting gradually became numb and slow, as if it was just a mechanical repetition.

"Hold on, we still have strong and tall city walls, and we still have that cascading cross-firing fortress." Seeing this, an officer had to cheer up, even now he felt a burst of palpitations and unease. But what about this, his family is behind the city, and he can become an officer because an uncle is a mage under a certain master. With such a relationship, he left the country, I am afraid that he will live longer Miserable.

"Yes, we still have the city wall, no problem."

He murmured and repeated these words, not knowing whether he was comforting the soldiers or comforting himself, but now he can't do anything, right? If he escaped, he would probably be killed immediately by the supervising team behind him.

With the sound of artillery fire ringing in his ears, he lowered the brim of his hat and looked at the approaching windscreen flag silently and heavily.

When Crancia's banner with golden spikes on a white background was gradually approaching the city wall, it suddenly stopped, surprising the soldiers on the city wall and feeling the aftermath of the disaster.

But this feeling didn't last long. There was a heavy turning sound from the hills in the distant wilderness, as if a heavy chariot stepping on the ground slowly entered the field.

The first thing that catches the eye is the huge collision angle that is slightly facing the sky. On the huge collision angle that makes people have to look up, there are layers of gray calcium threads, rough and delicate, slightly revealing the ancient and desolate gray-blue.

This terrifyingly huge collision is 20 stories high, and the soldiers below are low and insignificant in contrast.

When the chariot loaded with the giant ram came on stage, the vast army formation was neatly separated like a tide, leaving a passage for it to move forward.

The attack on the city wall of Mozwa also stopped for a short time. Many mages and soldiers were shocked by this terrifying war machine. The fear of the ancient life seemed to be awakened from the blood.

[Super Ancient Gray-Blue Cornerstone]: The product of the combination of ancient life and extraordinary power, even if it dies, the remaining giant body is still shocking.

(Cornerstone: Earth's ocean overlord in the Ordovician period about 460 million years ago, the only surviving subspecies is the nautilus.

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Roland Hill rode a horse and stood on a hill, and the huge cornerstone in front of him that blocked the sky in his field of vision couldn't help but feel emotional.

This giant hornstone body is a gift from the Southern Islands, which they discovered on the seabed many years ago, and a month ago, she dispatched six Alekia-class battleships and dozens of extraordinary Sequence 6 existences to bring this The giant guy was pulled up from the bottom of the sea and dragged to the land.

After that, nearly a thousand craftsmen and alchemists were called together to design a chariot base for it and put it on it for use today.

In the ancient times of the Ordovician period, when many primitive life was still very small and less than a millimeter, the size of the giant horn stone several meters long can be described as an ancient giant beast.

However, with the development of hundreds of millions of years, it slowly disappeared in history, and the later life gradually became huge, and its size was inconspicuous.

The cornerstone that is slowly climbing the hillside now is not a fossil hundreds of millions of years ago. According to the conclusion drawn by Roland Hill through systematic analysis, this may be the attempt of the 'Tree of Life Sect' to restore ancient creatures. It can grow to such a huge body under the influence of extraordinary strength.

I am really curious about what attempts and research the major factions have made in their respective fields, Roland Hill sighed so.

The "Tree of Life Sect" is passionate about life and transformation and transformation, making it more adaptable and utilizing supernatural powers.

The "primordial heart" desires to achieve inner flawlessness and to establish the kingdom of heaven on earth.

&ni, mechanization, and electronics to solve the problems of the world.

The "Cloud of Tracing" shuttles through the gaps in space, hiding itself, integrating into various organizations and factions like water, observing and recording everything.

"Deep Sea Union" abandoned the broad social structure, and roamed the galaxy universe with a few individuals and moved forward alone.

The scenes of the past reappeared in my mind. Even if Roland Hill did not experience that era personally, the magnificent changes and ups and downs were enough to make people miss and marvel.

On the other side of the battlefield, when the huge horn stone like a rhino ramming its horns climbed the hill, one orc shaman from the rear army came out. Shaking and undulating, finally forming a straight sloping runway.

At this time, driven by the combined force of nearly a thousand high-level orc warriors, the heavy giant also slowly moved forward, and then slid toward the spacious giant passage.

The defenders on the city wall saw this scene, and their mood continued to sink as the giant chariot started slowly.

"Blow it up!" There was fear and anger in the eager voice.

More than a dozen magic crystal cannons turned towards the chariot that started slowly like a rhinoceros, and then the crimson-gold cannonballs poured out, streaking straight across the trajectory and shooting at the giant horn stone.

But this time, due to the separation of the army, there was no dense military formation around the chariot to protect the chariot. The artillery shells were not hindered too much when they cut through the air. They hit it directly and exploded.

Just like the oppressed thunder burst, the air flow and heat waves that broke open made the eardrums deaf for a while, and even if you were on the city wall several kilometers away, you could feel the burst of energy.

After a few seconds, the fire waves and smoke dissipated, and the defenders on the city wall eagerly watched the scene after the bombing, but there was no joy on their faces, some were just silent and depressed.

The heavy cornerstone is grayish-blue, and there are tiny pits on its spiral pattern. For example, after the bubbles disappear, it condenses, but it feels smoother to the touch. The heavy and hard calcium is condensed. The shell of the giant cornerstone tens of thousands of years ago is still there. intact.

The speed of its advance on the ramp is getting faster and faster. Even if the shooting on the city wall continues, blasting some potholes on the ground, it seems that it is a trivial matter that is crushed by the unstoppable heavy wheels.

In the end, the heavy ramming angle slammed into the towering city wall with impressive kinetic energy. The sound of masonry breaking and collapsing came, and the sturdy and towering city wall also broke a huge gap.

Thousands of flags marched forward again. Armored soldiers with spears poured into the city like a tide. Looking down from the sky, it was as if a polygonal circular clock had been inserted into a deep iron nail, and steel and spears entered the dial. internal.

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Gun smoke and gunshots rang out in the city. There were also resisting mages and soldiers on many clock towers and towers. The streets were in chaos, and there were sounds of running, crying, and fighting everywhere.

In the face of the city's destruction, the old order began to collapse. Some officers tried to order the fleeing soldiers to fight back, but now few people are willing to obey the order. Some mages closed their doors and courtyards, activated the sleeping golems one by one, and said their last prayers in their rooms, even if it was a useless psychological comfort.

And some bold and ruthless people also took advantage of the war to rush into the homes of the former rich, ready to loot a windfall before fleeing, thus changing their lives.

Under the tower of engraving in the center, senior generals are frowning tightly, staring at the mages in front of them.

"Are those adults still unwilling to come out?" He was talking about the representatives and leaders of several major factions of Rourna.

"Sorry, Lord General, several adults are making their final decision inside." The Sequence 7 Mage was wearing a white and blue trench coat, blocking the door with sweat on his forehead.

The situation had already taken a turn for the worse when it was visible to the naked eye, but at this time, the high-level officers on the inside of the Frost and Frost Union were nowhere to be seen, causing many soldiers to be worried and angry.

"Let's go, whether it's a lie or a truth, now is the last moment." A veteran with a gray beard stepped forward, he slowly pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, his eyes were cold and firm.

"Sorry..." The words were stopped by the splitting blade.

A straight knife with pale golden veins slashed directly on the emerging pale blue barrier, trembling unceasingly, and the sparks and crackling sounds of magic intertwined constantly came from the place of contact.

Seeing this scene, the generals next to him were no longer silent. They also drew their knives and aimed them at the elite mages who were guarding the door.

"It seems that the generals have decided to rebel." The mage wearing a blue and white trench coat said this, and there seemed to be some relief in his tone.

"You are the ones who betrayed the people, right?" A general in dark-scale armor stepped forward, holding a simple dark-gold spear in his hand.

"Under the initiative and orders of those adults, the country launched a war, but now at the last moment, they have disappeared without any explanation."

"Even coming out with a family to escape and surrender is acceptable, but, no! Nothing! No one can be found anywhere now. Are they cowardly cowards!"

"The adults have their own decisions, I have nothing to tell." The blue and white mage who guarded the door still replied, and he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Then go to hell! Fire!"

Under the command of the general, the three rows of magic crystal gunners behind him aimed at the tower and fired in unison.

The crimson and short blazing fires sounded intensively. Even these elite mages couldn't bear it at such a close distance. The shattering scenes on the previously solid barrier also quickly weakened.

brush--

Finally, a bullet passed through the pale blue barrier and shot into the mage's chest. A blood flower rose, which was the sound of the bullet passing through flesh and bones.

Immediately afterwards, more blood splattered on his chest, arms, and legs, and he slowly fell like a rag doll.

The corners of his mouth and teeth were full of blood, he looked at the gradually blurred gray sky, and muttered to himself.

"You guys don't know anything..."

He raised his arms slightly, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he fell down powerlessly without making a sound.

The soldiers stepped forward and dragged the bodies of the mages aside, then blasted the gate of the tower with cannons and rushed into it.

The air in the tower was cold, yet very quiet. Hundreds of soldiers climbed the long stairs and searched towards the top floor and various rooms.

After ten minutes.

"Report to the general, there is no one inside."

The city was still full of constant fighting and artillery fire, but the leading generals in the center sank in their hearts.

"Did they escape..." said one of them, his voice full of confusion.

"Maybe, but now, we will become the supreme commander of this country and city." The old general said so.

"Give the soldiers an order, shrink the line of defense, and prepare to surrender."

He slowly walked out of the dark tower, looking at the gray sky full of gunpowder smoke, his voice was full of exhaustion and loss.

"Yes, General."

When the soldiers below heard it, their expressions were also relieved, and this scene made the other generals sigh slightly, and then waved their hands to let others do the same.

"Give the children a way to live."

Under the sky filled with war, these generals sat on the benches outside the tower, looking at the dusty flowers and grass in front of them, their appearance and demeanor suddenly aged a lot, their figures stretched long behind the benches. And fuzzy, slowly meet the arrival of the last moment.

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