Chapter 830 Section 61 Hi

Chapter 830 Chapter 61. Hi

The tide of rats kept coming, and the soldiers could use the terrain to maintain the front line relatively easily.

But with the emergence of a large number of "iron cans", the pressure suddenly increased. The magic gun can only penetrate the weak points of the elite rat's armor within 70 meters.

If you ignore this distance even slightly, the Rat Man will rush into your face.

Fortunately, it was just a mixed rat tide. Under the non-stop shooting of Hellfire, the rat tide was suppressed a hundred meters away, and the rolling of the elite rats would hit more rat people.

The light of the advanced illumination gradually dimmed, and when it turned into the second dim moonlight, the elf mage released the spell again.

A new light spell rose up, illuminating the darkness surging outside the camp again.

Countless rat-men are densely packed on the surface of Hell Mountain...

"We need pesticides..."

Femi sighed, squeezed to the front line, and personally raised the magic gun to fight.

Cure the plague, one bullet at a time.

The battle continues.

Ratmen were dying every second, falling with long wails, but the ones who were most stressed were the soldiers stationed on the top of the mountain.

The endless tide of rats seems to be endless. The gray top of the mountain was dyed scarlet and spread on the hillside, forming a smooth carpet of flesh and blood.

Lockran mechanically pulled the trigger and loaded the gun.

He was already unconscious. Lockran was trying to distinguish whether it was the bullet or himself that was shot out by the magic gun. The sounds around him seemed to disappear, and something on his body was getting hotter and hotter -

hiss……

Lockran, who instinctively cleaned the rifling, was suddenly burned by the heat. He retracted his hand from touching the hot barrel and woke up from numbness.

The surrounding gunfire became clearer again, and Lochran raised his head. Under the pale light, Legion Commander Femi was roaring something loudly, but he was drowned in the incessant gunfire.

He looked at the battle line and found that at some point, the Elite Rat had rushed within fifty meters.

There seems to be no end in sight for killing these rat-man elites...

"Damn it! Don't their armors cost money!?"

Lockran cursed and found that his voice was extremely dry, like a duck that had its neck strangled.

He knew that he had inhaled too much smoke from magic guns. If it weren't for the mountain wind, the camp would have been shrouded in smoke by now.

Opening the bullet bag with trembling hands, Lockran suddenly saw the orcs wearing only coats running to the front line.

They are about to use their trump card!

When the soldiers could almost smell the bad breath of the elite rat's roar, the orcs pushed the rolling stone that had been prepared for a long time.

The rolling stone turned from slow to fast. Lockran saw with his own eyes that when the magic gun hit the breastplate, it would only explode a ball of sparks. In front of the rolling stone, it looked like... a sand sculpture of Nia who was pushed down by him, and disappeared under the rolling stone without saying a word. , integrated with the flesh and blood carpet.

Dozens of rolling stones were driven out of the camp one after another. The rolling stones bounced, carving out a kilometer-long bloody road from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain without any obstacles.

The horrific death stopped even the Rat Man's momentum.

"let me!"

A young soldier excitedly wanted to push out a rolling stone himself, but he overestimated the weight and his own strength. Not only did he fail to push the stone out, but he instead let the rolling stone roll out of the groove and pin him underneath. Several ribs were smashed.

I never imagined that the first attrition would be so...funny.

But it's better than having a rat-man bite your throat out.

After the first wave of rolling stones, Hellfire regained control of the battle line to a hundred meters, and even crushed thousands of meters of rolling stones, which had a far-reaching impact - the number and density of the subsequent ratmen were reduced by a bit, until A new wave of rats has arrived.

The orcs moved out again, but instead of rolling stones they used logs.

The logs were lighter in weight, and their lethality could not be compared with rolling stones, nor could they crush the ratmen into a pulp. However, the several-meter-long logs knocked down a large number of ratmen, and the large number of ratmen brought down more ratmen. It greatly delayed the pressure on the front and even advanced to the initial projectile range.

The soldiers took a breath and looked away from the fleshy hillside that looked like hell, looking at the moonlight, the night sky, and the goblins pushing out rolling stones and logs from Liberty City.

At least they don't have to worry about the Ratmen falling from the sky...On the contrary, they need to worry about the Ratmen.

Femi raised his head and stared at the moonlight that was about to rise above his head.

It's late at night, hasn't Ilimoyas taken action yet?

"When will the rat priest appear?" he asked Belial.

"When you are least prepared. Remember, gray fur rats are a group of cunning monsters. When you let your guard down, they will sound the death knell."

…

The rat priest never showed up...

Ilimoyasi and her white dragon were sleeping quietly on the adjacent peaks of Hell Mountain, letting the sea of ​​rat-men flow from the foot of the mountain, waiting for the rat-man priest to appear.

They are the key to directly ending the battlefield. Even the dragons don't want to be touched by the evil energy that surrounds them with curses and weakness.

So unless Hell Mountain cannot hold on, Ilimoyas will wait for the rat priest to show up.

The cold vertical pupils patrolled back and forth at the foot of Hell Mountain, from the moon rising to the sky, then falling...

In the darkness before dawn, Ilimayas suddenly stretched out her huge dragon wings.

found it……

The mountainside of Hell Mountain suddenly lit up with several rays of fluorescent green evil energy, shooting towards the top of the mountain.

Click——

As if something was broken, the mage group that maintained the magic barrier in the center of Hell Mountain suffered serious backlash as the magic barrier was shattered.

"Aim at the rat priest!" Femi roared.

But Ilimoyas arrived faster than expected. The deep blue lightning, different from the evil energy, fell towards the rat priest as Ilimoyas took a deep breath. Then he dived with the white dragon.

At the top of the mountain, the head of the mage group had blood in his eyes. He climbed up without caring about his image and roared: "Prepare the last magic!"

The surviving mages who had not been backfired by the magic squeezed the last magic power. As the spell was completed, their staffs completely turned into fire sticks.

The wind blowing from the hill suddenly exuded a biting chill, and the snow-white coldness fell from the top of the head.

Ilimoyas led the white dragon group to entangle the rat priest. The last spell formed by the mage group was not dispelled. After a short cold, the cold wind in the camp disappeared and turned into the eye of the storm. Instead, a tilted blizzard blew a few meters away from the camp.

The rats lost their vision, and the snow fell on the ground, was trampled, melted, and condensed into ice. They climbed one meter up and slid three meters down.

The silhouettes of the ratmen that were vaguely visible in the blizzard gradually disappeared. The blizzard only lasted for a few minutes, but when it disappeared, the ratmen also disappeared.

The light of magic fell again, and the hillside was covered with snow, as if the war was just an illusion.

"We repelled the rat tide?"

A centurion seemed unbelievable, because dawn had not yet arrived.

"It's temporary... they just came to say hello to us..."

"Say hello?"

Belial breathed a sigh of relief, and his face showed a hint of relaxation after the battle, as well as full of fear.

"They are saying... hi."