The moment the shadow spread out, the countless siege towers that had risen from the ground suddenly stopped.
With the infusion of the Origin Substance, the miracle that belonged to Great Si Ming unfolded. In an instant, it covered the entire area within a few kilometers of Sun Ship.
That thin domain did not cause any damage, but it was enough to affect the Rat King's gift.
Indeed, there were countless treasures buried in the ground that could create all kinds of tools.
But what if the treasures could not be buried in the ground?
Most of the blood and death that had been sacrificed to the ruler had been diverted, continuously entering the Ultimate and condensing into steel.
In the empty warehouse, flames appeared out of nowhere, and crystal iron rapidly grew and multiplied, continuously being sent into the processing chamber through the assembly line.
Even if it was a piece of iron made from inferior blood, it could still be put to good use.
At this moment, outside, more siege towers that had yet to take shape began to tremble violently. Unable to get enough blood, they died in the womb, or their weak foundation that had barely grown could not support the huge weight.
They collapsed with a loud bang.
But there were still more siege towers being pulled by countless Sutured Giant Rats on the battlefield. Like a city wall, they piled up and combined with each other in an attempt to stop Sun Ship's advance.
Then, they were crushed like dry weeds, turning into wreckage on the ground.
But after witnessing all this, the Plague Warlord did not fly into a rage or become discouraged. Instead, he became more and more overjoyed.
"Very good, very good!" He swung his tongue and shouted, becoming more and more excited. "You guys did well, you guys did well! Go, go! "
"Hey, what are you guys doing!"
Behind him, the expressions of the Solidified in the shadows became gloomier. This group of former Children of Doomsday, the remnants of the Celestial genealogy that had once chased all over Hell, could no longer tolerate the insolence of Huai Shi and the others. "We did not hire you to go through the motions and send you to your deaths!"
"That's right, that's right!"
The Plague Warlord was overjoyed. "The faster the better, the more the better!"
Of course … the more the better!
In all fairness, were things like the Rat Men really valuable? Other than being able to give birth, they had no other use. But as long as it could exist in hell and not become food on the table, it must have its own unique use.
Even if the quantity reached a certain limit, it would be enough to cause a qualitative change.
The living cannot change qualitatively.
Even if they're dead, that's fine!
At this moment, large amounts of death, destruction, corpses, and blood were rapidly falling onto the dry and barren land.
It was completely swallowed by the pitch-black soil.
However, when the fragile towers were crushed, new towers rose from the ground. They grew larger, more ferocious, and more berserk.
After countless Ratmen died, Sutured Greater Rats would crawl out of the mud one after another!
A war of attrition!
This was a war of attrition that could only be supported by the Rat King's Black Death Corps.
As long as there was this land that was constantly filled with blood and death, more and more treasures would grow out of the graves.
At this moment, after being destroyed several times, the reborn tower chariot was covered in something that looked like flesh and blood. Its outer layer was covered in a carapace that looked like bones.
The degree of difficulty had also changed from the original thin paper to a piece of iron. In fact, it was still increasing with the destruction and rebirth!
"Don't worry! Since I've taken your money, I'll definitely do a good job for you! "
The Plague Warlord said to the employers with a beaming expression, "What is the most important thing in this year? It's credibility! It's service! It's loyalty!
Even if you change your requirements 100,000 times, as long as you give enough money, the Black Death Corps will be your best choice!
Hey, what are you guys still standing there for? Can't you see that my tea is cold? Pour the tea! Pour the tea! "
He did not have the slightest arrogance or dignity of a crown wearer. He rubbed his hands and directly snatched the kettle. He poured tea and water for the employers in front of him. Then, he began to skillfully massage their shoulders and legs.
At the outermost periphery of the battlefield, the Rat Men had already built a high platform and occupied the best observation position. They provided the guests with the best viewing experience and the highest standard of service.
Even though this service … wasn't that good.
But the most important thing was the spirit!
They were not afraid of hardship, fatigue, or even death!
As long as there was enough Rotten Tail Grass for the rats below to chew, they would even dare to stab the ruler twice … Of course, whether they could stab or not and whether the people above had the courage to do so were two different things.
But didn't the Black Death Corps rely on their fearless tyranny and their inexhaustible numbers to move unhindered in hell?
At this moment, no matter how picky the boss was, when he saw the scene of countless Rat Men risking their lives to fight, he could not help but praise and give a thumbs up.
The originally gloomy expressions of the solidifiers of the Children of Doomsday eased a little, and they could not help but nod slightly.
"Continue, as long as you can capture Huai Shi, I will give you twice the money!" The leader of the solidifiers threw a money bag over. "Whether you can earn it or not depends on your ability!"
The Plague Warlord fell to the ground and caught the money bag. When he saw the colorful disaster crystals inside, he became more and more excited. He turned back and shouted, "What are you waiting for?! You bunch of trash, fire your cannons! Open fire! Let the uncles hear it! "
The sound of the bugle horn rose and fell one after another. More and more White Bone Cannons poked their heads out of the soil and spewed fire at the Sun Ship.
Huge bone bullets mixed with flesh and blood soared in the sky, and some even grew bare wings to spy on the left and right.
They did not even need to aim.
A large number of bone bullets continuously hit the Origin Shield. Even if they were repelled, they would spread their wings and return.
Just like a DDOS attack, a large amount of garbage data was constantly used to increase the pressure on the shield, causing the load on the defense system to rapidly increase.
From the surrounding soil, countless huge iron balls were squeezed out of the blood water.
Those huge iron balls, which were as tall as two people, quickly rolled on the ground. Huge Sutured Rats flicked their tongues after taking medicine, their eyes turned white as they frantically ran inside, pushing the iron balls to spin and roll. They closely chased around the Sun Ship like marbles, constantly scratching and colliding with the armor of the ship.
Sparks flew.
Even more ropes were thrown out from the iron balls, wanting to hang on the side of the ship and rush onto the deck. But under the swing of the giant mechanical arm, they were thrown out one after another.
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, I just repainted it!" Raymond roared furiously. "Why are these things so annoying!"
There were a few times when he could not help but fire.
But until now, the other side still had not caused any effective damage to them. They were just like a group of flies flying around, unable to be killed, unable to be eliminated, but also extremely annoying.
"Don't be anxious."
Huai Shi leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "Wait a little longer."
Wait.
Wait until the other side could not hold on any longer!
Those guys wanted to fight a war of attrition.
But there was a Sun Ship equipped with a Rock Iron Heart and a max level Great Si Ming here, so their endurance was basically maxed out.
Would attrition be of any use?
More importantly, there were those guys hiding in the dark who had not made a move yet … …
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"Just relying on numbers, I'm afraid it will be difficult to crush that kind of opponent, right?" Mathers asked. "Do you need my help? Anytime. "
"No hurry."
In the darkness, pitch-black tears flowed from the corner of Joker's eyes, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became crazier. "Wait, wait a little longer.
It's like they are waiting for us … … "
Even if the enemy was right in front of him, Hades still maintained his self-control, suppressing his killing intent, waiting for an opening to appear.
But there was someone who could not wait any longer!
At this moment, above the sky of the battlefield, a crack finally appeared.
Holy light shone from it, as if the path to the Kingdom of God had opened.
Countless black shadows flew out from it.
The Hunting Angels with wings on their backs sang praises, gathering into a huge ring and spreading out from it. Countless blurry concentric circles vaguely covered the entire battlefield.
They turned everything into a sacrifice for the great ruler and God.
The solemn sacrifice was about to begin!
A towering figure slowly descended from the crack behind the sky. The sixteen wings of light on his back flapped, and the glorious crown on his head burst out with light.
His four arms held a spear, a one-handed sword, and a large shield respectively. His entire body was covered in heavy and solemn armor. On the golden helmet was a face of mercy weeping blood.
Mercy for the people of the world, endless suffering!
Under the command of the ruler of Paradise, the Archangel of Mercy, a great existence called the 'Ruler' had descended, overlooking everything in the mortal world.
Soon, the spear was raised.
It pointed to where the enemy was.
Suddenly, the Hunting Angels in the sky sang praises loudly. Countless winged angels raised their hands, clenched the illusory holy light, and threw it down.
In an instant, a storm of light spears covered the battlefield. Countless sharp blades stabbed into the shield, causing countless cracks to appear.
An ear-piercing alarm sounded.
Then, in the detection of the radar, dozens, hundreds, and thousands of high-threat targets appeared at the end of the horizon.
Wisps of strange gray fog appeared from nothingness.
Skinny armored knights that were two to three meters tall walked toward the battlefield. Wisps of gray fog coiled around their bodies, as if they were solid.
The fog constantly changed, as if it was alive. Sometimes it was like a vicious giant snake, and sometimes it turned into the vague outline of a warhorse.
It was the crystallization of endless pain, despair, and excitement. It was an Origin Form beast raised by the Cult of Corruption, a fog that absorbed souls and ate Origin Form!
The interior of the heavy armor was completely empty. Only countless chaotic and painful Origin Substances surged about, forming a frenzied soul that was eternally tormented and berserk.
At this moment, the Torment Knights from the Cult of Corruption rode on the fog and stepped onto the battlefield!
It was as if they couldn't see the Ratmen army in front of them, and didn't care about the attacks of the Hunting Angels above them. The Torment Knights advanced step by step, moving very quickly.
The fog was like wings, allowing them to fly across the battlefield.
The Black Death Army in front of them was torn apart in an instant. Countless Origin Form was quickly sucked away and turned into a part of the crazy souls.
The holy light spears that fell from the sky couldn't kill them. Instead, as the armor shattered, the tortured souls went crazy again.
Scarlet tentacles extended from the cracks in the armor and constantly gnawed on the souls around them to make up for their own integrity.
Unlike the group of cheap cannon fodder that couldn't be killed, this was the real army of hell!
"Okay."
At that moment, Huai Shi turned around and said to Anton, "Now, we can send out our gift."
In the thick protective suit, the old professor revealed the unique expectant smile of the people of the Russian Federation.
He raised his hand and smashed the big red button in front of him.
There was a crisp sound, followed by the high-pitched sound of steel rubbing against each other.
The deck of the Sun Ship quickly flipped over and shrunk, revealing the launch track that led directly to the warehouse below … … as well as countless budding 'flowers' on the track.
There was no need for GPS navigation, nor was there a need for radar locking. Relying on the most traditional mechanics and aerodynamics, this crystallization of war from the present world was once again created.
The next moment, the thing that was once called the V1 missile dragged a long tail flame and ejected from the track. It spread out its folded wings and flew into the cloudy sky.
Then, it swooped down!
It was difficult to estimate the number at that moment. Was it hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands?
Even Anton himself didn't know how many leftover materials that Huai Shi used up were sent to the assembly line and finally processed into one-off products after he set the law of automatic production.
The only thing he knew was the report from the Androids: a lot, a lot, so much that after filling up two warehouses, it filled at least the corridor and all the kobold rooms!
Now, in the warehouse, countless kobolds were so moved that they were about to cry. They ran around to tell each other that they finally didn't have to sleep on bombs anymore.
Their work efficiency was more than ten times higher, and these deadly weapons were pushed onto the launch track at a speed that they had never experienced before in their lives.
Launch, launch, launch, and launch again!
It wasn't until the sky was covered with dense black dots that one-third of the warehouse was finally cleared.
Now, destruction was falling from the sky.
"Wula."
Behind the mask, Anton whispered softly.
Along with his words, countless terrifying blazing lights rose from the ground!
It was as if they were in a dark and dense forest for an instant. It made them involuntarily feel the vastness of the world and their own insignificance.
However, the forest here was not dark. Instead, it was bright.
Above the countless giant trees that soared into the sky, flowers of flames bloomed.
Tranquility no longer existed. Only a sweeping wave of burning wind covered everything in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the whole world seemed to be illuminated by flames. Countless metal explosives raged in this barren world, spread, and engulfed all the dust that dared to intrude into their domain.
Spreading heat and death.
Leaving behind rising and spreading dust, blazing burning wind, countless metal vapors shining like spots of light, and even endless dark scorched earth.
There was a moment of dead silence. Outside the range of the explosion, even the Black Death Legion's reserve troops who did not know what was good for them were stunned on the spot.
Under the collapsed high platform, the ground suddenly bulged. The Plague Warlord, whose face was covered in dust, raised his head and saw the scene in front of him. He was not angry but happy.
He was anxious! He was anxious! He was anxious!
They had only sent out less than one-third of their forces!
Moreover, he could feel that the huge object born from the corpses of countless ratmen under the ground was slowly taking shape!
"Hahaha, everyone, please take a look! This is their way of death! "
Even at this time, the Plague Warlord still did not forget to serve. He happily introduced to the people behind him, "Squandering their strength like this may seem glorious, but in fact, they are just digging their own graves. It won't be long before we can … can … "
The more he spoke, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Because there was no response behind him.
When he turned around in a daze, he saw the wreckage of countless missiles and the seats that had long been burned to ashes in the high temperature and completely evaporated.
Wait …
He rubbed his eyes and was stunned. Where were the VIP seats that were sitting here just now?
F * ck!
Where did the VIP seats go?!
The answer was that the VIP seats were gone.
Because the main cannon fire from the Sun Ship …
It could be said to be exquisite.
"Let's do it again."
On the bridge, Huai Shi pointed at the Plague Warlord's face that was rapidly zooming in on the screen. "This is too ugly. Hurry up and take it away. It hurts my eyes."
"No problem."
Raymond grinned sinisterly and pulled the trigger.
A blazing light flashed and disappeared. After a long time, the plasma that fell from the sky illuminated the dull face. Then, amidst a tragic scream, the person wearing the crown melted into ashes.
"This is too much!"
Under the charred ground, the soil soaked in blood quickly churned. A face covered in sutures crawled out and screamed as if he had lost his parents, "VIP! My VIP! "
The Plague Warlord, who had been reborn from the corpse, was so distressed that he almost shed tears of blood. It was unknown whether he felt sorry for the boss or the rest of the money.
"Get him! Get him for me! "
The Warlord raised his head and roared angrily at the Sutured Giant Rats that crawled out of the soil behind him. "Take revenge for the boss!"
The ground churned, and more Rat Men crawled out of the graves. Then, behind them were giant bone cannons and almost completely animated siege towers.
Under the Plague Warlord's crotch, the siege tower was made of pale skeletons with flesh and blood attached to it. Countless damaged Ratmen were glued to it like leftovers, forming a genuine monster.
"Oh, it seems to be uglier."
Raymond clicked his tongue and sighed as he spread out his arms. In front of him, countless hovering windows appeared to be aiming at the most dangerous targets.
The bombardment from the Sun Ship's main cannon had begun!
It was aimed at all enemies indiscriminately!
And in the blanket attack of the metal bombs just now, many Suffering Knights and Hunting Angels that had been involved in the bombardment climbed up from the dust again.
Except for a few unlucky ones that had been hit head-on, the others only had two more cracks on their bodies. It was not a big deal.
And in the middle of the sky, the Archangel Ruler, who was hanging high, raised the spear in his hand again.
Thus, endless holy light spears descended like a storm, tearing apart the missiles in midair. There were even furious Hunting Angels that had already pounced down, tearing apart the missiles that were about to explode, and swallowing the hot metal bombs into their stomachs!
This time, the Ruler finally took action.
In his hand, the spear endlessly extracted the light from Paradise. Layers of hymns wrapped around it, and the glorious and greedy light of hell converged into a faint, huge blade.
It was aimed at the Sun Ship.
The next moment, a ray of light flashed across the sky.
A rumbling sound spread.
The Sun Ship suddenly shook, and the origin shield wailed. Even though it was far away, it was already unable to bear the burden. Then, before it collapsed, it began to rapidly disappear.
On the deck, Forster raised his shotgun expressionlessly, looked up at the Glorious Spear in the sky, and pulled the trigger!
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