Chapter 1323 Dusk War

Although Calasius and the Pope did not know what the concept of space firepower was, seeing those terrifying and huge mechanical equipment, and seeing the shocked expression on the face of Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers, they were definitely sure and certain about these things. It can cause tons of damage to Rock Marton - it is definitely more powerful than a group of great magisters who can fire a large fireball with three shots.

"Such a scale..." Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers, was stunned for a whole minute before he spoke again. His eyes were filled with thunderous light and his tone was trembling, "When did you..."

"After I came to this world and learned about the threat of Rock Marton, they had already begun to set up outside," Hao Ren said, slightly adjusting the real timetable in his words - in fact, the data terminal and Nono Lan started setting up the fort outside just after he and Lily fell into Koro, but pushing this matter to after the threat of Rock Marton was confirmed would make the whole process more acceptable, "You should already know , I am not from Koro, but from the world 'outside'. I have seen many things similar to Rock Marton during my adventures in many worlds, so we are familiar with handling similar situations."

"Looking at the planning of these things, you are indeed very familiar with it..." Gordon muttered, but the giant's grunt also sounded like thunder. "These things are disturbing. Let me tell you the truth, they can be used for more than just dealing with Rock Marton." .”

Hao Ren smiled and spread his hands: "To be honest, if I want to deal with Ke Luo, I can use this set of things at any time."

Gordon seemed to show a smile: "Compared to Rock Marton, other things can be put back. Well, after seeing these things, I think your plan is indeed feasible. Ah, even I am beginning to expect Rock Marton to be affected by these It’s time to shroud things, but before that, I have to confirm... Are they really as powerful as they seem? And I can only recognize some of them as weapons... They are different from the space base we originally deployed The firepower is not the same, so I need you to demonstrate it.”

"Of course it's no problem." Hao Ren stretched out his hand to poke at the data terminal, "Please put down the product description."

The data terminal suddenly flew up before Hao Ren's finger poked him: "Don't poke me, don't poke me!"

Then it turned on the holographic projection and demonstrated the scene of a part of the artillery being test-fired in space.

After the video demonstration, Hao Ren opened his hands: "You see, they are stable and reliable, and all have ultra-high accuracy and power. Most small artillery can continue to fire rapidly for more than thousands of hours, until their There will be no performance degradation until the core melts down. In addition to its amazing power, the heavy artillery also has fast tracking and rapid strike capabilities beyond its appearance. It can track any moving target below the speed of light in real time, as well as unencrypted ultra-high-speed missiles. Time and space escape target..."

Nangong Wuyue poked Lily with the tip of her tail: "When did the landlord change his career to become an arms dealer?"

"The landlord is just crazy, so don't worry about it."

"Eh? By the way, I never noticed it before. What happened to your tail?"

"Shut up!! I've served the people, can't I?"

Hao Ren indeed entered the arms dealer mode for no apparent reason. He was high for two minutes before suddenly waking up and quickly stopped: "Ahem, in short, these things are quite reliable, at least in terms of power, they are definitely better than what you can organize here. The combat effectiveness must be strong, and they are not afraid of Rock Marton's spiritual attack."

"I now feel that your plan is unprecedentedly mature and has unprecedented operability," Gordon said with a serious face, "Then there is only one problem - Rock Marton will definitely not sneak into your trap. Go, even if someone suddenly opens the prison door, its first reaction will definitely not be to go out happily, but to be more vigilant. How do you make it believe that the passage that suddenly appears in front of it is not a trap, but really a trap? What about an opportunity?”

Hao Ren smiled: "Of course it won't jump in on its own initiative, so I have a supporting plan for this, but first I need some help from you..."

In the eternal dusk of the nightmare world, the melodious bells of the City of Gods rang.

First, the tallest and oldest bell tower in the city, the "Morning Star Tower", rang its first bell. Then, the bells in the church district rang in response, followed by the civilian district, commercial district, square district... the bell towers in the entire city began to ring. When the sound rang out, the ancient mechanical structure creaked and creaked, driving the heavy hammer and sending bursts of roar throughout the city and into the entire wilderness outside the city.

The bell-ringing ceremony of the City of God's Favored City is only held at the beginning of the Chaos War in every century. Under the leadership of the Pope and the witness of the twelve cardinals, the Holy City uses bells and drums to ring in unison. Declaring the beginning of the chaotic years, when all the bells ring, the most elite knights and combat priests of the Order Kingdom will board the magic battleship and the cross-continental portal, and rush to the front lines of various secular countries to assist various countries. The kingdom fought against the tide of Chaos until the end of the war. The surviving warriors returned to the city of gods with the list of victims. The monks would blow the horns on the top of the bell towers to announce the end of the Chaos War and the beginning of the Annals of Order.

This should be the first time in history that before the Chaos War ended, the City of Gods rang its bells again.

This is the bell that announces that the decisive battle is about to begin.

Compared with the bell-ringing ceremony at the beginning of the Chaos War, the bell-ringing ceremony this time seemed thin and simple, because six bishops in the twelve cardinals had sacrificed their lives in order to teleport the city of God's Favored City to the Abyss of Oblivion. All the remaining bishops, including the Pope himself, will personally participate in the next decisive battle. The only people who will preside over the ceremony in the bell tower, city walls, and high platforms are young trainee monks who have not been selected into the death squads and the old, weak, and sick.

But in contrast, it was an unprecedented force that left the city and rushed to the battlefield amidst the ringing of bells.

Hao Ren, Vivian, Lily and others stood on a section of the city wall that was still intact, watching the huge team below stepping onto the plain like a moving forest. All the knights are fully armed, all the soldiers are high-spirited, and all the monks have resolute faces. They are neatly dressed in weapons and protective gear. The light of sacred magic is floating on the spears and staffs, and the golden battle flags are in the battle formation. Hunters were flying on every node, and the jumping sparks of order cast a shimmer on the faces of the warriors.

But other than that, the team doesn't make any extra noise.

There was no accompanying military band, and there were no inspiring slogans or preaching. This was a team that had already engraved their death on the battlefield in their bones and had no intention of surviving. They had a goal, and that goal was at the end of the plain. They were silent. As we embark on the journey, we are ready to collapse anywhere on this journey. In the silence, we can only hear the sound of footsteps hitting the ground in a row, like thunder rolling across the earth.

Several huge figures also passed through the city wall and appeared in sight.

Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, Gulash, the king of fire, Jino, the king of thunder, Avtina, the king of wind...

Ten ancient prison officers walked in the queue. Today, a thousand years later, they finally returned to this battlefield and once again fought side by side with their mortal brothers.

After the main queue broke away from the city wall, the last extremely special force finally appeared.

It was a group of swaying armors, empty robes, and shimmering phantoms. They followed behind the first echelon, moving forward silently like a strange undead army.

In fact, it was indeed the army of the undead - they were the power of the dead condensed by the ancestors buried in the City of God's Favored by the Pope.

For ten thousand years, countless devout and tenacious saints have been buried deep in the underground palace of the City of Gods. These great souls fought for the order of the world during their lifetimes. Even after death, their souls did not choose to rest. About one-third of these heroic souls were led to the eternal battlefield of the Forgotten Abyss to fight side by side with the Warden Legion, while the other two-thirds stayed in the City of Gods and continued to protect that land in the world of the dead. In this "Holy City Teleportation" plan, almost 60% of the dead who stayed in the City of Gods sacrificed themselves, and then they gathered enough energy to complete this massive operation under the nose of Rock Marton. Teleported, and what appeared in front of Hao Ren now were the remaining heroic souls.

In this nightmare world where fiction and reality are indistinguishable, they can exert the same power as before and complete the last battle.

As the teams crossed the gate and drifted away on the plain, Hao Ren gently raised his shoulders and said to the data terminal in the mental connection: "Have all arrangements been made?"

"Okay~~" the data terminal responded briskly. Although it and Hao Ren were so close, they still chose to talk through mental connection, "This machine will not delay such an exciting thing."

"Well," Hao Ren's expression remained unchanged, still standing on the wall reviewing the troops, "From now on, I will open my personal space access rights to you, and at the same time notify Nolan that you can go to the 'planning point' and connect The main reactor."

"I understand."

"Is it necessary to engage in such a big battle?" Vivian's voice suddenly broke into the mental connection, "If your estimation is wrong, the aftermath will be a big trouble."

"It can't be wrong. I once touched the 'Mantra Slate' left by the Goddess of Creation. Although I couldn't fully understand the information recorded in it, I roughly understood some inside stories about Rock Marton. It is not an ordinary demigod. The background is far more profound than the ordinary eldest son and guardian giant..." Hao Ren replied, "And even if something goes wrong, it's a good thing. The whole plan is much less dangerous. We can deal with the aftermath later. At worst, we can go back and write a review... …”

"Okay, that makes sense."

After calming down in the mental connection, Hao Ren raised his head and looked towards the end of the scorched earth plain.

In the distance, the vanguard of the legion has reached near the horizon.

Behind the dusk clouds, a storm is brewing.

Lockmarton undoubtedly noticed this legion, and the power of Chaos was gathering everywhere.

The minions of the nightmare will not sit back and watch such an army challenge the throne of Spiral Hill. Judging from the vision on the horizon, the first confrontation is about to begin.

What follows will be a journey full of thorns and flames of war.