On the huge black wall, small holes appeared, and countless nuclear warheads were sent in.
The Bastet metal closed again, and these nuclear warheads were stuck on the inner wall of the black sphere.
Whether it was the four corners or the dome, they were all hung with nuclear warheads.
Basically, there was one warhead every 50 meters.
So many nuclear warheads were enough to kill all the creatures inside, unless they could hide in the small fortress of the Bastet metal.
This was the nuclear arsenal provided by the Russian military. The Russian government completely disagreed with the use of nuclear warheads in Moscow.
They said that the battlefield was in Moscow, and this couldn't be helped. But they hoped that the Blue and White Society could protect the city as much as possible and destroy the enemy.
Regarding this unreasonable request, Adams laughed in his heart.
But he didn't argue. Instead, he decisively … agreed.
Then … Then Moscow was gone.
The evil Brutal-Blood Empire destroyed Moscow. This war would not end until one of them died, and they would attack at all costs!
The Brutal-Blood Warriors, who had taken the blame, didn't care.
The commander-in-chief solemnly looked at the densely packed nuclear warheads and said indifferently, "In a moment of explosion, no matter what, you have to rush to the edge of the black wall and lead the army outside the sphere!
"Understood!"
"Yes!" The Brutal-Blood Warriors roared and prepared to charge as a group.
It seemed that no matter how great the impact of the nuclear explosion was, they had to rush to within 1,000 meters of the black wall.
"Even if you sacrifice yourself, you have to lead the way for the following army.
"But unfortunately, these nuclear warheads weren't prepared for you," Adams murmured.
Adams murmured. Strange humanoid creatures were crawling out of the ground at the edge of the city.
They were wax figures, and they seemed to be alive as they strangely pounced on the Brutal-Blood Warriors.
They were so numerous that they quickly filled the edge of the city and advanced towards the center of the city.
Not only could the wax figures run on the ground, but they could also climb on the black wall and even hang upside down from the dome.
Their ability to walk on the wall was actually a characteristic of treating everything as a "wax figure base."
The wax figures were extremely large in number, and they madly pounced on the Brutal-Blood Warriors.
When the enemy saw these wax figures, he disdainfully kicked them, and one of them exploded on the spot. The shockwave even shattered the surrounding area.
Then … then his foot was gone.
His foot suddenly turned into wax, and he used too much force and directly shook it off!
"What!"
Then, two wax figures suddenly emerged from the ruins and hugged his waist. Then, even the top of the dome kept dropping wax figures like deep-water torpedoes.
He swept his saber over, but even his saber was scratched to pieces. At a glance, it had turned into a pile of wax.
In the blink of an eye, the warrior had turned into a broken wax figure.
"Don't touch these damned things!"
The Violent Blood Warriors hurriedly reminded each other, but because they were too eager to rush towards the black wall, they lost half of their numbers!
Although they could easily wipe out a large number of these fearless creatures, they were not afraid of death.
But when it came into contact with a little bit of it, it immediately turned into wax.
Not only their bodies, but their belongings would also be melted by the wax.
Whether it was the armor on their bodies or the sabers in their hands, they were as fragile as wax in front of these monsters.
They, who were originally as strong as iron, suddenly became weak. After the back of someone's neck turned into wax, he exerted his strength and sprinted at supersonic speed, flinging his head off … completing his suicide.
All of a sudden, the remaining 250,000 Violent Blood Warriors felt their hands and feet tied.
They didn't dare to touch the wax figures at all. But the wax figures were not something they could not touch just because they didn't want to.
There were too many of them. The number of wax figures was at least one million!
They pounced on people without fear of death. Everyone could only brandish their sabers and slash to protect their bodies.
Although they swept a large area, because they didn't know the weakness of the wax figures, many times the wax figures were cut in half. The two halves of the wax figures were still running as if they were flying. They were a living mutant species.
A normal wax figure didn't have to be a standard figure. It could be made into any deformed shape.
Missing arms or legs, no head, half of the body … these were not a problem. It was still called a wax figure.
Therefore, these anomalous wax figures couldn't be killed at all. They only had one weakness: the bow tie.
If the bow tie was intact, it would be useless to break it in other places.
This was Adams, the team that was really used to obstruct the enemy.
There were too few members. Adams only needed one hundred people. Although they were all Stigmata Ones, in the face of a million Violent Blood Warriors, it was like giving them away.
One hundred VS one million, no matter how one thought about it, it was impossible. Even if there were hundreds of thousands of Russian troops to help, it was actually better than nothing.
Moreover, the Violent Blood Empire's army was far more than one million. This was only because they were surrounded by Bastet metal as soon as they entered, so they temporarily stopped the deployment.
However, Adams naturally had his reasons for only asking for so few people.
It was known that each of the Violent Blood Warriors was as strong as a monster, and there were so many of them. If the members were to meet force with force, no matter how many of them there were, they would all be sent away.
Since that was the case, it was better to only ask for a small group of elites and only use them on the blade.
If they really wanted to fight to the death with the enemy, they could just use wax figures.
The reason why Adams had created Bastet's giant ball was to breed wax figures in it.
Every five minutes, the number of wax figures multiplied by two and were created out of thin air.
"Don't you have a lot of people? Send more people, really. If you don't send more people now, it will be too late later … "Adams said loudly while suspended in the air.
From time to time, wax figures would fall on top of his head.
However, Adams's Air Wall had long been refreshed to the point of being abnormally strong. With a sweep of the air, a pair of wax figures that pounced on him would be swept to the Violent Blood Warriors.
He specifically looked for people who fought desperately to open up a path and were about to reach a thousand meters of the Black Wall, and threw a large number of wax figures at them.
The members had long studied the ways to multiply wax figures.
In fact, as long as they had plenty of long-range attacks, these things were nothing to worry about.
Unfortunately, the Violent Blood Empire was an advanced civilization with the strongest close combat in the multiverse …
Long-range attacks? There were, but in the Mother Universe, they couldn't use them. At most, they could squeeze out the biological energy in their bodies and release some shock waves, but that consumed a lot of energy.
From the beginning, the Blue and White Society had clearly studied that the main combat power of the Violent Blood Empire was their strong physical fitness.
Adams pondered for a moment. Why should he let the club members fight with them? We can't afford to waste time.
Close the door and release the wax figures!
The Russian army was surrounded by his Bastet metal. In the entire open battlefield, there were only countless wax figures and Violent Blood Warriors.
Even many members didn't dare to engage in close combat with the wax figures.
Their defense was off the charts? Their skin was tougher than steel? It was useless, just touching them would turn them into wax!
Breaking a wax figure with one slash? The other party continued to climb up, but the slash was broken.
Punching and kicking was even more courting death. In the eyes of the wax figures, all flesh and blood creatures were wax!
Of course, Adams couldn't pin all his hopes on the wax figures' killing.
There were always many Violent Blood Warriors who avoided the ambush of the wax figures and approached the black wall.
These people had to be sniped by the members themselves.
One hundred members were scattered all over the place. As long as they saw a Violent Blood Warrior in the group of wax figures, they would directly throw him to sleep.
Sleeping in the midst of the multiply wax figures, the result was self-evident …
The Violent Blood Warriors lacked long-range attacks. They were so angry that their teeth itched and could only throw objects.
It had to be said that their throwing ability was stronger than ordinary cannons!
This was also the reason why they felt that they didn't have long-range attacks and weren't soft boards: I can casually throw something stronger than your cannons.
However, Moscow had been razed to the ground …
Originally, there was still a stretch of high-rise buildings, cars, statues, and other things that could be thrown.
Now, there was a thick layer of dust under their feet. Even if there were some gravel and glass crystals, they were all small. Collecting them and smashing them again, not to mention the small range of destruction, it was also troublesome.
"Ahhhhh!"
Some Violent Blood Warriors ran angrily, increasing their speed to the maximum and rushing towards the black wall without any regard for their lives.
Along the way, their bodies turned into wax, but they were not afraid of death. They planned to rush over even if they had to die.
It had to be said that if they were lucky, they could really rush over. After all, they were too fast.
"Bang!"
For these fish that escaped the net, they could only be intercepted by faster existences.
A girl wearing an alchemy robe depicting the starry sky and holding a white crystal the size of a basketball in her right hand instantly stopped the Violent Blood Warrior.
Her slender jade-like hand gently touched the man.
As a result, the Violent Blood Warrior flew out like a pengci and crashed into the center of the city ruins.
However, the strange thing was that such a terrifying flying speed didn't make a pit.
The Commander in Chief looked over and saw that the Violent Blood Warrior had turned into a pile of meat paste mixed with some white wax.
It was as if he had been ravaged by a huge force.
With his Legendary Dou Zun vision, he could see that this force was controlled to an incredible extent, so that not a trace of it spread out and all of it reverberated on the enemy's body.
"That's one," the girl muttered.
Adams hurriedly smiled, "I remember! I remember! I promise to give you the most novel and interesting questions later! "
"Don't use the previous ones! I want questions that have never been seen before, "the girl said.
"Don't worry, don't worry. We have set up a team to give you questions!" Adams smiled.
Since this was Aswaji, it should be said that she was worthy of being the Imperial Concubine of a higher civilization.
She was different from Yu Ji who liked to take in younger sisters and Xiao Ji who liked to fight.
Her hobby was to do questions!
Of course, it wasn't the kind of questions that were purely unknown, but the kind that gave enough prerequisites and sufficient conditions.
Math, physics, chemistry, and alchemy questions were all okay. She enjoyed the fun of doing questions.
She enjoyed the process of using some of the knowledge she already knew to repeatedly calculate and practice the application skills.
…
Demonic Cang Yue said.
: Sorry.
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