The Arcane Bomb Focus Rainbow from Azeroth's specialty... According to Dalaran, it is the core of the magic net, but its biggest function is still a bomb that can be recharged repeatedly.

This bomb uses technology and Huberian's Apocalypse fusion bomb are completely different routines.

The power is also completely two routines. Take out more than a dozen Huberian's Apocalypse fusion bombs and use them as cluster grenades, and the power is less than half that of the Focus Rainbow.

And more importantly, the real destructive power of Focus Rainbow is the destructive power of the mysterious side power.

According to Dalaran, if you fill up energy and bob it, it will allow a place of tens of thousands of square kilometers to enter the Dead Demon area for a short time.

"What is the Dead Demon Area?" Huberian asked while installing Focus Rainbow into the missile.

"Well... I feel like you can't understand even if you say it, so I'd better not explain it." Dalaran said with an unhappy look on his face.

There is no way, Focus Rainbow was not contributed by herself, but by Huberian.

The magic capital of Azeroth is actually threatened to this extent by several interstellar warships by crickets. It is simply a dark history to say it.

"...Why do I feel like you are thinking about something bad?" Huberian asked with a "click" on the lid.

"Absolutely not." Dalaran shook his head firmly.

"Don't worry, if it works, I will ask you for help." Huberian threw a sweet date to Dalaran.

"Don't, this is all your bravery and wisdom, Lord Huberian." Dalaran suddenly sirled in his heart. In her understanding, Huberian was not a ship that would make merit.

"Tsk..." Huberian looked unhappy when he didn't expect that he would be seen through his behavior of snatching the blame in advance.

Because of his unhappiness, Huberian directly pulled Dalaran away from the launch pad with a tow.

Two girls from another world ships just left the launch pad. The ballistic missile installed on the warhead with Focus Rainbow and roared and left the launch pad.

"I will leave myself!" Dalaran, who was dragged, shouted loudly.

"Oh, I'm worried that you're curious to be taken away by the missile," Huberian said.

"Tsk, isn't it just a ballistic missile? It seems like I've never seen it before!" Dalaran said, who patted the dust on the black velvet cloak.

"That's true..." Huberian suddenly remembered that this fortress in the magical world could not be considered a real rustic.

After all, according to Dalaran, she even fought against the destruction fleet of the Interstellar Civilization (Burning Legion).

"By the way, just like this missile, aren't you worried about being shot down?" Dalaran looked up at the missile that was trying to climb into the sky, and asked strangely.

"Hehe, do you need to remind me of this kind of thing?" Huberian raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Then there was a continuous roar, and dozens of ballistic missiles of the same style rushed into the sky with the one just now.

"..." Dalaran looked at the scene and lowered his head and said, "When did you arrange these things?"

"The day before yesterday...is wrong, it should be the day before yesterday." Huberian said.

"..." Dalaran was silent for a moment and then asked, "What were you going to do?"

"What did you mean to do? Do you think those missiles are empty?" Huberian smiled.

In less than half an hour, the core area of ​​the Mechanical Kingdom, which had just enjoyed a scrubbing of the Apocalypse, was once again encountered a larger scrubbing of the Apocalypse.

The density of mushroom clouds has been exaggerated to the point where it was blown away by another blow just after half of the flower rose.

It is no wonder that the onlookers who are shaking in the continuous shock waves are no longer surprising.

Then, in this low-end Tron Human Card glass ball burning event, a dazzling blue light flashed away.

Putting aside the dazzling blue light, the shaking ship girls directly shaking violently when they fell to the ground.

That strange feeling was also accompanied by the disappearance of the blue light.

"Done!" Huberian, wearing sunglasses, gestured with a thumbs up.

"No...no, the situation is not right." Dalaran's expression, who had already thought he had done it, suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Huberian asked, taking off his sunglasses.

"Something...is gone." Dalaran subconsciously touched his chest.

"The thing is lost?" Unfortunately, Huberian, who was very sensitive to the mysterious side power, did not notice anything wrong.

"No... it's not a real thing, but..." When Dalaran found something missing, the local ship girls who tried hard to get up from the ground and planned to complain about the starship girls were really messing around, also noticed a strange change.

However, compared with Dalaran's psychological feeling, the changes in the local ship girl are physically.

"Ah!!!" A scream, and a ship girl who supported her body in a ship's garrison saw a trace of black marks appearing on her ship's garrison.

"Report the situation!" The captain of the fleet where the girl of the ship was located thought something had happened, so he hurriedly asked.

"Captain of the team...I, I, my ship's equipment...It seems..." The ship girl whose ship's equipment changed pointed to the black marks on the ship's equipment with a sad expression.

"Deep Sea Breath!!??" Although I didn't understand why my subordinate's ships were polluted by the deep sea Breath, the captain's ship girl habitually unfolded her ship's ship.

Before the captain's ship girl aimed the gun barrel at her team members, she was surprised to find that her ship's ship was also polluted by the deep sea aura.

In other words, my ship's ship is changing in the direction of the deep-sea ship's ship, but I don't notice it at all.

This scene happened everywhere in the entire coalition fleet, and another deep-sea fleet under Commander Sarah Waga was watching his ship gradually retreating black.

The ship girl changed her appearance towards the deep-sea ship girl, while the deep-sea ship girl changed her appearance towards the ship girl.

But it is limited to those first-generation or next-generation ship girls, as well as ordinary local deep seas.

The first generation of ship girls on the battlefield did not change at all, and fortunately they did not change at all. Although there was a commotion in the fleet, it did not turn into chaos.

"What the hell?" Huberian, who knew these changes, looked at Dalaran beside him with suspicious eyes.

"...This has nothing to do with Focus Rainbow, no, it only has an indirect relationship." Dalaran noticed the intention of scammerlian's eyes and quickly spoke.
Chapter completed!