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Chapter 1326 More barbaric than barbaric

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    The raging flames burned the sky and the earth, and the raging living flames rushed into the darkness in the winter night. Like the second coming of day, the sun rose again on the horizon. Not long ago, the aberrant army completely destroyed and occupied this area.  The land corrupted and shattered everything they came into contact with, and now this has become a reason for the guardians of this land to vent their anger.

    In this land, there is nothing that needs to be carefully protected. Wherever the living fire spreads, there are only the ugly and deformed flesh and bones of those monsters.

    "What a good fire." Wycliffe, who had been re-treated and bandaged, stood on the steel church tower, looking through the translucent energy shield and strengthened glass towards the mountain pass in the distance. The living flame was rising at the end of the earth.  Split, countless elemental bodies climb on the mountain, jump, spray meteors and fire showers, or directly explode into huge mushroom clouds on the spot. Their short lifespan is on the verge of reaching the limit. The artificially created elemental environment will continue to grow in the next few years.  The imbalance will dissipate within minutes, but as fire elements, the closer they are to collapse, the more terrifying their power will be.

    The human king even thought about the chilling scene, thinking about what kind of nightmare it would cause if such an incendiary bomb fell into an ordinary city, but at least at this moment, this nightmare scene came to him.  On the heads of those ugly monsters, Wycliffe couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.

    "The power of the incendiary bombs is greater than I thought" A steady voice came from the side, interrupting the king's thoughts. The leader of the white knights named Amer walked up the stairs not far away, with a heavy voice.  His iron boots stepped on the floor, making a dull and powerful sound, "No wonder Your Highness Rebecca has repeatedly emphasized to us that we must not drop it near our own people, and the safe distance must be far enough"

    Wycliffe turned around and saw the light cast by the magic crystal lamp shining on the armor of the "Medical Priest". There was a faint glow floating on the surface of the armor engraved with scriptures, making it impossible for him to tell that it was pure.  The lights are still "the afterglow of the holy light", but for him and the surviving warriors in the cathedral, these "priests" from the Cecil Empire are all filled with holy brilliance, even their  Warhammers, heavy cannons, and burners are as holy and pure as forged in light.

    These reinforcements that dropped from the sky on winter nights saved not only him and his soldiers, but also the vast land and countless people behind the Augure Mountains.

    "Please allow me to express my gratitude to you again," the king said very solemnly, "Whether it is from a personal point of view or from the perspective of Ogure, we owe you a huge favor-one day, this friendship  It will be repaid.¡±

    "Then let's owe it first, Your Majesty the King, this war is not over yet," Amel said solemnly, "The flames of the incendiary bombs in Purgatory will soon subside, and we will continue to stay here and use the cathedral itself and the ground to  The engineering materials carried by the troops have built a new line of defense. With the cooperation of the air troops, we can plug this gap. According to the intelligence from the Dawn of the Earth, those monsters are temporarily retreating, but they will come back soon.  No one knows how many aberrants there are in the wasteland, and we still have a battle to fight before we can counterattack their base camp and purify the entire wasteland."

    "Yes, we still have a war to fight" Wycliffe was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, he slowly raised his head and said calmly, "We only lost a few cities, but my  The people have not yet fallen - I should regain my strength, return to White City to reassemble the troops, retake and rebuild this land"

    "I'm glad to see you bounce back quickly, Your Majesty, but before that, I think you need further medical help first." Amel glanced at Wycliffe's empty right arm. "The current treatment is only temporary healing.  Wounds, that¡¯s not enough.¡±

    Wycliffe lowered his head and glanced at his severed arm, but suddenly remembered the "semi-general anesthesia" treatment process he had seen near the ruins of Farm before. An unreasonable chill made his expression suddenly become a little subtle:  "Well, I will find a doctor in Baicheng later"

    "If you trust Cecil's medical technology, we have several medical andprocessing options that can allow you to regain your intact arm," Amer seemed to see the scruples of the human king, and he himself felt a little helpless.  Embarrassed, I had to explain additionally, "Please rest assured that the Holy Setting Sun Chapter is not the only medical unit of the expeditionary force. We also have a field medical ship flying from the direction of Carlin Intersection. There is a Druid Academy on it.  A medical facility jointly established with the Bioengineering Department. If you have a special liking for biological limbs, you can try flesh and blood regeneration. If you want to change your 'taste' - the technical sergeants can give you a new one with alloy armor and artificial nerves.  arm."

    &nbThe things that appeared above Ruby City were brand new war machines.

    They are war machines built specifically for this war by the Cecil people, armed to every inch of deck and shell. They are brand-new, fierce, precise, and ruthless. They are not precious symbols, nor are they legends that need to be hidden.  National treasures - the Cecils took them out for the sole purpose of killing them on the front lines.

    With the highest efficiency and the most ruthless attitude, kill as much as you want and carry out destruction.

    The order to evacuate spreads through the spiritual connection, and the black tide on the land of Ogure surges again, but this time it shrinks to the rear - continuing to let the aberrations fight against those flying fortresses that have the advantage in the sky.  It has no meaning anymore. The top priority now is to conserve strength, adjust the layout of the main force, use the large areas of land that have been polluted as a buffer and delay, and find opportunities to change the situation as soon as possible in the next period of time.

    "More like a monster than an aberration" Marcellus looked at the sky in the distance fiercely. He thought of the information that Bertram brought back after his defeat on the northern battlefield, and of the previous battlefield on the northern front.  The living forest where the aberrations feed could not help but whisper in the night wind, "The essence of civilization is that conquerors are more barbaric than barbarians interesting"

    The low-level priest on the side was stunned for a moment: "Priest, what did you say?"

    "It's just some meaningless emotions," Marcellus' tone was abnormally calm. It seemed that the previous anger and hatred were just illusions. He looked at his subordinates and began to issue orders in an orderly manner while calmly.  "We will abandon the Ruby Forest Sea and Wolf Ridge Mountain, and leave those polluted lands to those humans - you take the rune stone team, open a dark blue rift nearby, put some rune stones into it first, and then move to the southern region.  There and Dietmore"

    He stopped suddenly.

    An unreasonable chill spread through his roots and mutated nervous system. The chill contained a premonition of approaching death. This dark priest transformed from a high-level druid suddenly stared at the Ruby City.  Direction, on the top of Wolf Ridge Mountain, which had become the home of the aberrations, he actually had an "intuitive feeling" that he was being targeted by some kind of bloodthirsty beast on an isolated and helpless open plain.

    The low-ranking priest on the side immediately noticed this change: "Priest, why are you"

    Marcellus interrupted quickly without waiting for the other party to finish speaking: "I have a bad feeling, let's move immediately!"

    The low-level priest didn't know why, but he obeyed the orders of his superiors immediately. However, before lifting his roots and moving towards the east foot of Wolf Ridge Mountain, he subconsciously looked back in the direction of Ruby City and couldn't help but mutter:  "But this place is still very, very far away from the front line. It's impossible for the Cecil weapons to reach here"

    Just in the middle of his words, a terrifying scream suddenly exploded in the night sky and tore up the clouds above Wolf Ridge Mountain - but what was more terrifying than the scream was that Marcellus watched a swift  The stream of light flew from the direction above Ruby City and landed on a nearby mountain faster than the sound!

    He couldn't see clearly what that thing was. He could only see that it was faster and more terrifying than any kind of "sky fire". It was even faster than sound. It wasn't until the big explosion rose into the sky that he heard the sound in the air.  The sound came, and then the mountaintop not far away was shrouded in a dazzling spherical light made of a chaotic mixture of various light streams. The terrifying energy pulse swept through the Wolf Ridge Mountain, even causing him to lose all awareness of the entire mountain for a short time.  With the perception of the aberration legion, he then saw the ball of light expanding in the night sky, roaring and igniting the air, and then contracting instantly, leaving a very obvious trace in the darkness, like some kind of space crack, and brought  There was a second wave of energy impact and terrible explosions and vibrations.

    At this moment, it seemed as if the entire mountain range was shaking slightly.

    After two or three seconds, the light finally dissipated. This unknown attack came and went quickly, but the traces it left were permanently imprinted in the eyes of every witness¡ª¡ª

    The mountaintop disappeared, leaving only a spherical depression that was eroded and hollowed out by unknown forces.

    Marcellus suddenly lost half of his leaves, turned around and ran away!

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