Chapter 908

"Well, we can gather all heroes to push the capital!"

Fisher didn't expect the 21st corps to progress so fast, but the nuclear bomb washing is cool, but it's a little troublesome to explain to AI sauce.

However, AI sauce can endure the explosion of the well of eternity. It should be small to explode several nuclear bombs on her. Strictly speaking, the death energy brought by the dead is more destructive to AI sauce.

After the fusion warhead is blown up, when the radiation dissipates, the spring breeze blows and the heavy rain pours, plants will grow again. However, the land polluted by the force of death will not only be barren, but if the creatures stay for a long time, they will also be infected by the force of death, and finally become disgusting things such as zombies or ghouls.

In order to dispel the power of death, we can either purify it with holy light or use the power of nature. However, now we have a new choice. The high heat generated by fusion reaction can effectively remove the power of death, or even better. After all, in a way, this is qualitative change caused by quantitative change.

After clearing the bone dragons, which may pose a threat to the next air attack, it was time for the Imperial Navy to come on stage.

Heavy bombers waiting for their lives outside the orbit enter the atmosphere under the escort of fighter planes, then open the bomb cabin, bomb with high-altitude carpets, and clean up the backlog of iron bombs for many years. These high explosive bombs filled with promethium fuel are dedicated to all cattle, ghosts and snakes, whether they are abominations, ghouls or crypt spiders, The whole fleet dropped almost 300000 tons of incendiary bombs on Icecrown fortress and nearby areas in one month, twice the amount of Tokyo bombing, enough for Li Mei to know twice as many Japanese acquaintances.

The whole glacier area is like opening BBQ, and the fierce flame even melted the glacier.

The high-precision sensor on the warship also captured the underground situation. The Crypt Lord resurrected by the Lich King was also doomed. The ground penetrating bomb mercilessly penetrated the rock stratum tens of meters deep, and then the flowing flame poured in.

The ashes without residue were scattered in the cold wind to the Dragon sleeping temple in the south. The guard dragons could even smell the smell of burnt protein.

After confirming that the whole glacier was basically blown up, the landing operation of the 21st Corps began to deploy. The four main forces Dalian arrived on the ground together with the fearless mecha.

Under the action of the cold wind, the riddled glacier burned by the fire quickly freezes into strange shapes, or cliffs or deep valleys, but it is still unable to reach the steps of the thunder soldiers.

Sometimes there were several explosions and gunshots. It was some undead who didn't die for some unknown reason. Under the instinctive hatred for the living, they climbed out of the corner.

However, these mortals with broken limbs face immortal soldiers as cold as steel.

There was no fear, no pity. With the sound of a gun, these poor souls enslaved by the power of death were finally understood.

The company went all the way and finally stopped at the scourge gate, because their target, Arthas, the Lich King, was here waiting for these uninvited guests.

Arthas didn't know who the other party was, and he didn't bother to ask. Frost's sadness cut down with a roar and brought a wave of death.

"Touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch touch..."

Hundreds of explosive arrows fired at the same time, and all the dense warheads were fired. Arthas threw out his shield to block the bullets, but these warheads with tail flame still pressed his shield madly, leaving him no time to care about him.

When the Lich King fought against the blaster with all his strength, the heavy weapon team in the second echelon raised its heavy plasma cannon.

Fearless machine armor and super heavy tanks also joined the ensemble later. In the face of pure firepower, Arthas had no chance to fight back. His attack was as fast as lightning for mortal heroes, but it was still too slow for thunder soldiers who strengthened their nerve reaction speed. The newly forged alloy power armor and shield were also enough to fight frost sorrow, As for the strong power of death, it is also resisted by the warband psionics who use the star wind. Those dead souls in Northrend are even sent into the star torch by the star wind. Here, they will finally usher in the end and rebirth.

When Frostmourne broke into pieces and fell to the ground, a helmet also fell to the ground slowly. This immortal journey finally came to an end.

The falling helmets were soon stored in the time lag field and sent back to Fisher. Fisher picked up the helmets and looked at them carefully. Although they were sent to another world, Fisher could still feel the power in the helmets. Unfortunately, in front of the light of the star torch, the power of the shadow was like the melting and disintegration of ice and snow in the hot sun.

"Who would have thought that this thing would lead to so many stories?" Fisher buttoned his helmet on the table and easily squeezed his fingerprints on the helmet with his strength.

"Throw it into the black hole!"

"Oh, by the way, give the prince a decent funeral. He didn't do anything wrong. What's wrong is the world!"

After giving orders to the prophet, the helm of control was sent into a black hole in the mass effect world by an imperial ship.

"By the way, and the sword!" Fisher looked at the prophet.

"None of us got caught?"

"No, your power can easily dispel the curse. We have no casualties, and the priest has been screened and identified!"

"That's good, then tell the world that the scourge of the dead is gone, and let those green skins be ready to go home! Azeroth is not the hometown of mankind, but it's also not their hometown. Go back where you come from, and build your hometown if you can. The blacks in the African autonomous region work harder than them!"

Fisher is not interested in fooling around with the big guy in the shadow world. He just goes to save the best AI sauce. Get down to President Sa and incorporate the Pantheon, and his task will be completed!

"Oh, by the way, let the wastes in the Dragon sleep Temple find nesario. If he doesn't want to be decent, you can help him be decent. Equipping the spacecraft with such a high-power traction beam is not to let them take the asteroid to bowling!"

Although Blizzard's cerebral palsy screenwriters like to make up stories for players one by one, it doesn't work here in Fisher. The industry has begun to roll in, and the boss of that version has to roll up.

The burning expedition, the fission of the earth, all climb to the Lord! Let me teach you, what is poor is circuitous and interspersed, and reaching is covered with fire!

It's time for outsiders to understand what imperial power is!