Chapter 364

"These things again."

Crush a flying skull rolling to his feet, and look at the logistics camp that is quiet again. Rubio's face is not good-looking.

This time, the iron blood knight's plan to lure the enemy has actually been a success, but Rubio is not satisfied with the results. Most of these flying skulls are less than first-order cannon fodder, and one of the strongest is only fourth-order, which is insignificant.

"The vengeance church is really a bit of a means."

As the conflict became more and more intense during this period, Rubio's understanding of the Church of the goddess of vengeance became more and more in-depth. Other places of the church did not say that the cannon fodder such as cultivating flying skull was really powerful, which brought a lot of trouble to the kingdom of Sirte on the battlefield. After all, no matter how weak it was, it was also extraordinary, especially the image of flying skull had a great impact on the outside.

"What do these guys want to do?"

When the war came to this point, seeing that victory was in sight, Rubio had a trace of doubt in his heart.

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In a mysterious area, the sky is miserable green, the Yin wind howls, and ferocious flying heads wander in it. Most of them are human and a few are animal.

At this moment, in this mysterious area, two figures are facing each other. One of them is a woman, wrapped with iron thorns, can't see her face clearly, and has bloody hair. The barbs of iron thorns deeply pierce into her flesh and blood, as if they were integrated with her.

The other was a man with gray hair but not old face. He looked very handsome and full of mature charm. He was dressed simply, wearing a white gentleman's suit and a white gentleman's hat. He hung a noble thin sword like decoration around his waist, and there was a blooming rose on the hilt.

"ABIS, this time you shouldn't provoke the kingdom of Sirte. We didn't kill the mobo people 500 years ago because of you, but this time is different."

The words were low. Even if he said threatening words, the man still had a gentle smile on his face.

"Primo bansain, put away your hypocritical smile. Were you able to attack the dark forest 500 years ago?"

Looking at the smile on the man's face, ABIS, the goddess of vengeance, said back. Her voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper grinding, without half the softness of women.

"Maybe you're right, ABIS. You and I couldn't intervene in the overall situation 500 years ago, but it's different now."

"Yes, it's different."

The miserable green eyes turned. At this moment, ABIS showed a rare smile.

"I've been waiting for this day for 500 years."

The powerful force broke out, and thousands of flying heads roared and gathered into a huge and ferocious dragon head.

Roar, the Dragon roared, and the heavy dragon power filled the air. The miserable green dragon breath shrouded primo in an instant like a burning cloud.

"Six and a half artifact? It's really good, but it can't help me."

Step out, the thin sword comes out of its sheath, and the bright roses bloom around primo.

"Really?"

The corners of her mouth outlined a sneer, and ABIS began to close the power of the divine realm or the virtual realm of gods.

Outside, Brenda, who had been devoting herself to prayer, suddenly opened her eyes.

The pale green light showed, just like the essence. At this moment, Brenda's body exuded a powerful momentum to the extreme.

"The plan can start."

The bones on his hands collapsed and skeletons the size of thumb fingers roared out, bringing Brenda's orders to the ears of important figures in the Mober tribal alliance.

The front position has been repaired day and night, and relatively complete war fortifications have appeared here. At the same time, the troops of nearly three regiments of Sirte have assembled here, waiting for the final decisive battle.

Early in the morning, the sky was still gray, and a violent roar suddenly woke up all the soldiers who were still resting.

Boom, the bright fire blooms, the darkness is expelled, and the sky is suddenly bright.

"Damn it, what is this?"

"It seems like a gun, but its power is a little exaggerated."

In the forward command, the officers in Sirte took the lead in discovering the wrong, but it was a little late.

The lights lit up one after another, and with the violent explosion, the position that Sirte fortunately built soon became fragmented.

"All the five rank supernatural people immediately stop the enemy's attack."

After a little perception, jovanka bester immediately made a decision. In fact, he didn't need to give orders. At the moment of the attack, all the top five who could make a move had made a move.

With the action of the fifth order strong, the unknown attack is blocked temporarily, but this is not a long-term plan, because the intensity of this attack is very high. Under the frontal collision, it is possible to threaten the fifth order strong.

"Have you locked the source of the attack?"

When he walked into the headquarters, jovanka Baxter looked gloomy.

"Not yet, Admiral. At present, we can only determine that the attack came from the rear of the mobo people. It is very far away. It is estimated that it is more than 100 kilometers. The specific location is unknown."

With his head down and sweat on his face, the intelligence officer reported the results to jovanka Baxter.

At this, jovanka best's face was even more ugly.

"Who is it? With the ability of mobo people, it is impossible to take out this Gustav train gun that may threaten the legendary life."

With the help of the fifth order strong, yovanka best has determined the type of this attack. It is an alchemical shell. Now only Gustav train gun can show this power in the old world, and this kind of thing is not owned by the mobo people.

Gustav train gun was first manufactured by the Northern Power kingdom of Russia. Because of its terrible power, many countries have attached great importance to it. So far, many countries have tried to imitate it, but no one knows the final result.

"Should the kingdom of ozhaya have intervened? It's too far away from them. There's no need to intervene at all."

The thought turned in his heart, and the appearance of Gustav train gun cast a shadow on jovanka Baxter's heart.

Through mountains and mountains, between the wooded mountains and forests, I don't know when a railway runs through here.

The body is slender, like a giant snake. Behind the Mober people, a dark train is lying there quietly.

With the boom, the dense steam was constantly pressurized, and the 100 meter long gun body turned slightly. With a huge earthquake, a hot flame bloomed at the muzzle again. It was the real murderer who caused heavy casualties in the kingdom of Sirte.