Chapter 3475
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"This is the power of steam!"
"This is the power of a true god!"
"Look, look! Even the elites of the Iron Fist Army have been defeated by us!"
Although the result of the collision between the two sides was a lose-lose situation.
But this at least meant that the "steam army" had the power to contend with the "Iron Fist Army."
The fanatics holding steam sabers were no longer the fish on the chopping block of the past. Facing the iron fists of the enemy, they at least had the ability to perish together with the enemy.
Realizing this, the believers of machinery and steam became even more fanatical.
More core believers waved steam sabers and relied on the 3D maneuver devices of steam jets to charge at the elites of the Iron Fist Army.
For a time, the entire street was filled with steam. Blood was spurting out from the steam, and broken limbs were flying in the air. It was like a boiling blood pool.
The number of fanatics and the Iron Fist Army increased. They were like two raging torrents that charged at the same pool.
Suddenly …
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
A few earth-shattering noises exploded in the middle of the Iron Fist Army.
It was the believers of machinery and steam that had used the steam bomb.
The steam bomb was an extremely dangerous and insidious weapon.
Under constant pressure, the steam ball was close to its limit. Countless fine iron nails and iron pieces were stuck to the outside of the steam ball, and the steam ball was thrown at the enemy.
Once the steam ball exploded, the high-pressure air was like a hurricane that shot out the iron nails and iron pieces. They turned into thousands of sharp blades and pierced the enemy until they were riddled with holes and utterly defeated.
The Iron Fist Army that had rushed over to provide reinforcements and did not understand the situation immediately became the victims of the steam bomb.
Their faces were not cooked by the scorching high-pressure steam.
They were turned into beehives and tofu by the iron nails and iron pieces.
The streets were filled with blood, and screams could be heard everywhere. It seemed that no matter how tough a human's bones of steel were, they could not be compared to real steel.
"Dong! Dong! Dong! "
The soul-stirring sound of the drum rang out.
Luo Xinglong and the other core believers of machinery and steam brought Guss and his sister, the "Saint" and "Saint", from a secret underground place with solemn expressions. They lifted the giant steam cannon with a hidden expression.
Under the drive of the complicated roller machines, dozens of brawny men were sweating profusely as they spun the joystick to output a powerful force. The giant steam cannon was like a steel beast as it advanced toward the Fist God Palace.
Hearing the sound of the drums, all the fanatical believers in the city began to shout.
It was as if a new Divine Kingdom was about to descend upon the human world in the next second.
Even the civilians in the city — the people who believed in the Fist God — couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
First, there was news from the south that the steam troops were rebelling and the Iron Fist Army was unable to suppress them.
Soon after, cracks appeared in the sky again. Even though it was broad daylight, the cracks became clearer and clearer.
After that, the elites of Pure Gold Town were completely annihilated in the process of encircling and annihilating the fanatics.
Now, even Qianyuan City was shaken. The fanatics were actually able to catch the Iron Fist Army off guard. Not only did they occupy several strategic locations, they even slaughtered a large number of Iron Fist Army experts.
At this moment, even such a terrifying mechanical beast had been brought out. The whistles and the roars of the steam were all arrogant challenges to the Fist God. Did the Fist God turn a deaf ear to all of that?
The faith of the people who were out of their wits gradually collapsed. They no longer knew what to believe. They all curled up in the strongest corner of the house, holding their heads and shivering.
Even Gus and Grey did not expect that the exhibition would go so smoothly.
At first glance, the reign of the Fist God Temple was like a broken house that was leaking on all sides. With a gentle poke or even a sneeze, the broken house would collapse on itself.
They couldn't help but imagine that the machines and the steam troops could occupy Qianyuan City without going to the south and turn it into the place where the Fist God's reign was the weakest, which would satisfy the needs of the mysterious devil Lu Qingchen.
But Lu Qingchen did not say anything at all.
It was lurking in the steam ball behind Gus quietly, as if it did not care about what the machines and the steam troops were doing in Qianyuan City and simply fell asleep.
Luo Xinglong, on the other hand, had reached the peak of his life.
The fanatical cries of the believers around, and the intense vibrations and scorching steam from the steam cannons gave him the illusion that he had melted with the steam cannons and turned into an invincible iron giant.
The metal wheels slowly crushed the bodies of the Iron Fist Army like millstones. The rulers who used to be arrogant were all turned into meat paste and mud. The crimson traces of blood were like thousands of sharp arrows, pointing at the same target — the Fist God Temple in Qianyuan City.
"Go! Go! The Fist God Temple is right in front of us! "
Waving the flag made of gears and steam, Luo Xinglong roared crazily and pressed the whistle hard.
When he was almost eight hundred meters away from the Fist God Temple, he fired the cannon in a hurry.
BOOM!
The roars of the steam cannons were a hundred times louder than those of regular steam bombs. Even though the zealots around were prepared and had stuffed their ears with cotton and cloth, they were still dizzy and felt that something wet was flowing out of their ears. There was no telling whether it was blood or brain matter!
The range of the steam cannons was around eight hundred meters.
But at such an extreme distance, there was no way that they could be accurate at all.
An enormous solid bullet drew a ferocious arc in midair. The distance was just right, but it deviated from the direction and brushed past the main building of the Fist God Temple, blowing down a few houses nearby. It also jumped and smashed a few wagons into pieces.
Seeing how powerful the steam cannon was, the zealots naturally let out another wave of strange howls and cries.
They firmly believed that if they fired another shot, they would definitely hit the target.
Luo Xinglong did not care, either.
The steam cannons were equipped with extremely precious sights that had been secretly delivered by the steam army from the south. As long as the parameters of the shots were calculated accurately, they would hit the target without fail.
The first shot was just a test to adjust the trajectory.
As the distance got closer and closer, from eight hundred meters to three or four hundred meters, Luo Xinglong had no doubt that the second shot would definitely hit the target.
In front of the Fist God Temple, there was also a statue of the Fist God.
Although the scale was not as large as the towering statue outside the city, it was still a rather eye-catching existence that could be seen by everyone in the city.
As long as the statue was blown into pieces, the morale of the Iron Fist Army would be completely disintegrated. The people's faith would also be changed, and they would join the True God and support the steam army, wouldn't they?
Luo Xinglong thought to himself happily.
He urged the cannoneers behind him to load, burn, and pressurize so that the angry steam would be blown into the high-pressure gas chamber behind the barrel.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the statue in front of the Fist God Temple through the sights.
Then, he saw a man slowly rising from behind the statue!
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