Chapter 297 Brilliant Fireworks
A thick layer of dark clouds blocked the dim waning moon, and it seemed that only the howling wind was left in the sky and earth.
The moon was dark and the wind was high. If the airship had not already confirmed the direction of travel, the Rhine City Parish air raid team might have returned without success tonight.
Kroun practiced breathing techniques and carefully felt the ups and downs of the muscles on his body.
The Barbarian Bone Breathing Technique was already at the third level, and he felt the difference in the breathing technique of this cultist tribe.
Different from the fire breathing method that exercises Qi and blood, the Barbarian Bone Breathing Method exercises more of the muscles and bones of the body.
If the flame breathing method transforms Qi and blood from the inside out to achieve the sublimation of one's own physique, then the Barbarian Bone Breathing Method uses compression to stimulate the bones and flesh to exercise from the outside in.
In a certain way, the Barbarian Bone Breathing Technique is similar to the Giant Bear Breathing Technique, but it is much better, and the intensity of the exercise is far greater than that of the Giant Bear.
With the stimulation of the breathing method, Kroun's bones crackled like popping beans.
Starting from his feet, his spine stretched and curled up like a big dragon. He could feel the bones being tightly compacted and the muscles becoming stronger and stronger.
The alarm clock set by the Hourglass of Time reverberated in the sea of consciousness. Crown ended his breathing practice, drank a bottle of No. 2 holy water, and then began to visualize the golden light spell to restore his physical strength and adjust his condition.
The airship will be the main attack tonight, but the enemy's Chimera combat team should not be underestimated. If a large number of enemies come up, the small airships responsible for air combat will not be able to intercept them, and he will have to take action personally.
After his physical strength was fully restored, Crown felt the time, it was two-thirty in the morning.
He walked out of the room and came to the viewing area on the side.
Flanders and others were already standing here, discussing something in low voices.
Walking into the crowd, Crown looked through the window and saw only darkness.
He frowned slightly and asked:
"Are we still far away from the enemy?"
The original plan was to launch an offensive at three o'clock in the morning, but now we didn't see the location of the enemy's base camp. In this case, it might be too late.
"There is no problem with our marching direction. The reason why we did not find the enemy camp is because of the gray fog."
It was Lannister who answered. He pointed to his feet and explained:
"The gray fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the moonlight is blocked by the clouds, so it is impossible to see the enemy's base.
Long-term exposure to gray fog will pollute our spirituality, but those cultists are not afraid of the pollution of gray fog. Maybe gray fog is a part of their mutation. "
On a lightless night, I can't see my fingers.
Even though Crown has night vision, his field of vision is very limited.
Outside the window was the silent darkness, as if a giant beast was swallowing the world into its belly.
He simply closed his eyes and let out his spiritual awareness.
The invisible light of the soul moves through the darkness, spreading downward with purpose.
When he felt that his spiritual sense had become a little blurry, he felt a hint of coolness.
It was as if he had touched a ball of viscous liquid, and a slight distortion spread to his body along his spiritual sense.
He seemed to hear the sound of something being dragged on the snow, and the fluffy snow was squeezed, making a sound similar to "crunching".
It is also like countless long-legged centipedes, densely crawling across the sand, the tiny grains of sand are stirred, and the rustling sound is endless.
It was like a whisper that was close at hand but had no roots, and a feeling of disgust arose in my heart.
The coldness of consciousness enveloped his whole body, and Kroun felt that the tiny hairs on his arms stood up in response, as if something bad was about to happen, but his seventh sense did not sense the slightest danger.
The warm energy of life burst out from the heart, and all the coldness suddenly disappeared, and the intangible twisted malice evaporated instantly like water droplets in a red-hot iron pot.
The light of the soul bloomed with golden light in the invisible dimension, and the spreading malice shrank back reflexively like a finger touching the flames.
'Strange, what the spiritual sense comes into contact with should be gray fog. Now it seems that the airship is walking a hundred meters above the gray fog.
Why didn't you realize that the fog was so evil before? Is it because now that he has advanced to the fifth level, his inspiration is sharper?
What kind of material is the gray mist, and where does it come from? Does it really appear with the arrival of the evil god?
But the evil god has not yet revived. If the gray fog is controlled by the evil god, then it makes no sense that the gray fog has been released and the evil god is still sleeping. ’
For a moment, Crown's thoughts dispersed and he thought about a lot.
He didn't expect to feel so many things from the gray fog that he was accustomed to. Logically speaking, he was stronger, and the gray fog would not affect him no matter how abnormal it was.
Flanders said "Huh" in surprise and said:
"I just felt a blur in front of my eyes, as if there was a flash of light. Did you notice anything unusual?"
He leaned out and put his hand on his forehead close to the window glass to observe the situation outside.
There was nothing to be found but the cold darkness.
Lannister responded softly: "Me too, I felt a light shining for a moment just now, but it felt like there was something behind it, so it wasn't very real."
He doesn't think this is an illusion. The mental power of the fourth level has undergone a qualitative change compared to the third level, and is extremely sharp.
As a warlock, his spiritual sense should be the strongest among the people present. In terms of spiritual sense, only the archbishop who is a priest can rival him.
The Silver Warlock did the same thing as Flanders and looked out the window.
"I felt something strange, but I didn't detect any light."
Cavendi said vigilantly. He was a crusader, a knight-type profession, and spiritual perception was not his forte.
Klauen did not speak. It should be that he stimulated the life energy to burn the spreading malice, which caused the spiritual perception.
Flanders did not find anything. He stood up straight and said in a deep voice: "Stay alert."
Some unexpected things appeared, but before the actual danger came, the battle plan prepared for many days would not be cancelled.
After a while, the time came to half past two, and the airships hovered in the air one after another and no longer moved forward.
Harry walked over quickly and said: "Archbishop, Your Excellencies, we have arrived near the cult camp, please instruct."
Flanders' tone became cold and murderous:
"Turn on the searchlight and determine the location of the enemy camp. All personnel should take protective measures and prepare to implement the air strike plan."
The plan was that the small airship would perform the interception mission, and the large airships would line up and pour ammunition.
The two-headed chimera can release mental shock type spells, and all personnel participating in the battle are equipped with two Qingxin talismans.
This was purchased by the church from Clown, and it cost thousands of gold coins, and this was the result of the seller giving a discount and selling at half price.
In order to achieve greater results, the air strike force was armed to the teeth and took all unfavorable factors into consideration.
They had a plan but no intention. Today they had to cripple this cult tribe as much as possible.
"Yes, sir," Harry was instructed and hurried out.
The Fire Cube released the metal essence, and Clown turned into a bronze Iron Man.
The rose-gold wings spread, and the clothes on his body were torn into pieces.
"I will go out of the cabin door. If there are blind enemies who hit me, purify them."
The archbishop warned: "Be careful, saving yourself is the most important thing."
Although he understood his companion's combat qualities, he couldn't help but remind him.
"Don't worry, I cherish my life the most."
Clown quickly came to the cabin door and opened it. The whistling cold wind immediately poured into the cabin, and the crew responsible for opening the door was blown all over the place.
He flew out without being affected at all, flapping his wings gently to follow the airship on the mission.
The airship, as the command flagship, began to climb. It did not directly participate in the battle. If the airship carrying the high-ranking officials of the Rhine City Diocese was shot down and forced to land in the enemy's camp, the consequences would be disastrous.
The special Fresnel lens used in the airship's searchlight can project the light of the burning holy fire.
Six thick cylindrical light sources pierced the gray fog and swept downward.
The gray fog twisted and rolled, and a passage was opened.
A blazing white light shone on a touch of red, and an airship immediately sounded the whistle.
Finding that the enemy's searchlight was frozen, the lights of all airships converged, the airships arranged their formations, and slowly flew forward.
In the ammunition compartment, the second-level extraordinary people used machines to assist in hanging the bombs on the ejection rack.
Human-sized incendiary bombs and bombs fell down like dumplings.
Huge red lotuses of fire bloomed on the earth, like gorgeous fireworks blooming on the sky.
Six flame roads were paved on the ground, like a winding fire dragon, devouring everything it spread to.
Suddenly, wails sounded from the cultist base.
Somla Kent is the chief witch doctor of the Kurud tribe and the spiritual leader of the tribe, responsible for the communication between the gods and the tribe members.
A few days ago, Robert, the most powerful warrior of the tribe, and two other silver warriors disappeared, which cast a haze on his heart.
In addition, one of the two eye demons died and the other was seriously injured, and thirteen two-headed chimeras and several bronze warriors were missing.
He did not expect that the tribe, which had already connected with the gods and whose overall strength was growing at the speed of a volcanic eruption, had not yet raised the sword and gun of revenge against the enemy, the Church of the Lord of Fire, but was hit hard in a short period of time.
The enemy had a giant "whale" soaring in the air, and a weapon for ultra-long-range attack, which caught them off guard.
These days, he has been thinking about how to deal with it. He can no longer passively take the beating, but he has never found a good way.
Under the conditions of ice and snow, the tribesmen had no ability to fly, and they could not organize a team to retaliate against the enemy by relying on some Chimeras alone.
He had not slept until late at night, and he was exhausted for the future of the tribe.
When he heard the roar in the clouds, Somla felt uneasy. He walked out of the house and looked up at the sky.
When the white beam of light pierced the darkness and hit the red light shield, the uneasiness in his heart was amplified.
When black objects fell from the sky and the flames raged in the camp, Somla's face was deformed by anger. He gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Blow the horn and order all silver warriors to take off the Chimeras and snipe the enemy!
Let the flying beasts carry kerosene to splash the enemy's flying units. None of the enemies who came today can be spared!"
The tribe was not afraid of close combat. The powerful warriors of the tribe could use javelins to shoot targets within a hundred meters.
But the current way of fighting made him feel unfamiliar. If they could not shoot down the enemy's air units for research, they would be suppressed more.
Now, there are still 42 Chimeras and 6 Silver Warriors in the camp. We must win the battle while we have enough troops.
A powerful horn sounded, and Clown heard the mixed roars of goats and lions coming from the camp. He understood that the enemy's two-headed Chimera had started.
The light of the Heart Purification Mantra and the Golden Light Body Protection lit up on his body one by one, and then he operated the flame breath, and the improved source armor was activated, and the armor shining with bright golden red light disappeared into the skin.
The blue light of Thunder Fury appeared on his right hand. He had already stacked up the armor and was ready to start his hunting journey at any time.
The small airships spread out around the bombing formation, and the onboard artillery and burst guns roared and flamed, sniping the flying Chimera.
The Chimera gathered more and more, and the small airships could not stop all the enemies. Some small airships were even fired by multiple Chimeras, and the magic circle on the skin was broken.
One small airship was blown into a fireball and fell to the ground. Soon, another small airship burned and exploded.
‘It’s time to work. ’
The wings behind Clown flashed vigorously, and his body was like a golden meteor, crashing into the Chimera that continued to climb.
The large airship loaded with bombs was designed with two layers of skin due to its slow speed in order to deal with the attack of Chimera.
Although the people of the Strange Item Manufacturing Association did their best to protect themselves, if they were attacked, the airship would not be able to withstand the attack for long.
He approached the Chimera, ignored the driver on it, and beheaded the Chimera with a sword.
Although those silver-level drivers were excellent targets, killing the Chimera would achieve better results.
The protagonist of today's attack was the airship troops, and his most important task was to protect the large airship.
Klauen released bullet time and liberated most of his strength. Like the death god who was asking for his life, the Chimera could not withstand his attack at all and was ruthlessly harvested.
Somla, who was looking up at the battle on the ground, saw the Chimera falling continuously, and his eyes were a little dull.
What's going on? How can that guy with golden wings be so brave? Killing the Chimera is as easy as killing a pheasant!
He saw clearly that the Chimera's head was chopped off by a sword, and it didn't take a second to kill the Chimera.
While Somla was stunned, two more chimeras fell, and there were less than 20 chimeras in the air.
"Quick, blow the retreat horn, the chimera troops can't die anymore."
His heart was bleeding. This batch of chimeras had used up the tribe's accumulation, and now more than half of them were killed.
The horn sounded again, and the chimeras landed in a hurry. Clown did not chase them.
He noticed that a flying beast took off and pounced on the airship, with something in its claws.
Based on the principle of not letting the enemy get what they want, he put away the wrath of thunder and used the spirit to create a metal longbow.
His excellent strength and physical strength allowed him to quickly draw the bow and shoot three arrows on one string.
The arrows were poured out like raindrops, and they never missed. Sometimes they could even achieve a one-two result. Many birds were shot down before they even got close to the airship.
With Clown's current ability, killing a second-level extraordinary creature with a bow and arrow is as easy as taking something out of a bag.