Children sitting on the seat of brass watched the battle of Fanshi with interest. Although this can no longer be called a combination of the battle, but the young people who look at themselves stood at the front at the forefront, facing the front straight face to face the front face, facing the front face to face directly to face the front face faces straightforward face -to -face face.

Danger is still let him appreciate the bravery of this mortal.

It's a pity that if he can become his own champion, then he will definitely prepare a greatest conquest for him, sweep the battle of the entire world, and only have one winner's eternal battle, no matter which one he choose

In the world, he will send the best championship with the battle troupe.

But he was unwilling, the child rejected him again and again, and the existence of the Anonymous made him unable to bless the child.

And his unknown agreement made him unable to send the legion directly to invade the world ... but it doesn't matter. As chaos, he has enough time to be called eternal time, and this child named Malin

As he said, when mortals are finally exhausted, this small life will always change the thoughts in his heart at different stages of life. When he is old, he may change his mind.

This child is more suitable for eternal life on the battlefield.

Leaning on the back of the brass chair, the eternal existence raised his hand, and the person who served him handed it with a fresh drink.

Hmm ... by the way, there is another thing.

He raised his head, and the prince on the side immediately lowered his head.

"Where is the soul of those two children?"

"Is it time to bless them in our underground jail, is it time to bless them?"

At all, he didn't have any energy. He waved his hand and patted the prince into flower fat.

Standing aside, the girl with the same appearance came to him: "Your Majesty, do you mean, give them to Malin?"

"Ah, your wisdom really fascinated me. It is completely different from that damn learning parrot. Little guy, prepare for me, let my messes tell Marlin, he is still the champion I am most looking forward to.

One day when he looked back, his talent should be brought into the loess, he was born suitable for eternal life on the battlefield. "After that, he watched the girl turned and left, and could not help but doubt everything in his garden again.

View.

I and the unknown are the gods of the superiors. I have the same strength. Why is his family members so smart and well -behaved, understanding.

And these ... some stuck, he didn't know how to describe these things, and the puzzled fear of abuse is still facing the puzzle in his heart.

Everyone is a god, why is it so different?

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There are more and more slaves and rats. Rat people are preparing to use flesh and blood to break down the human gadgets in front of them, but the long generation ditch in the Second World War after the Cold Weapon and Industrial Revolution can no longer be filled with surgery and magical power to fill it.

It's not to mention flesh.

The kind of drama of the spear piercing tanks can only be seen in the barbaric (civilization) series.

Slave rats can't even waste bullets. They have no other ending except for being repeatedly penetrated by large -caliber full -power bullets.

Even if their growth cycle can be described as short, but in any case, the exchanges of this astronomical number are enough to make the rat people blood out.

And the bullying and being afraid of hardships are becoming more vulnerable in front of the facts led by Marin's troops, and even a round of fast shot can collapse the morale of the slaves and rats.

This allows Marin to experience these cannon fodder more intuitive.

The only trouble they caused to Marin was that the soldiers of the logistics team had to rush to pull the car back and forth for two rounds of supply, but from the perspective of Malinth, the problem that the use of bullets can be solved is definitely not a problem. His soldiers are continuously.

In the killing, it will become the most standard killing machine. In the next era, Marin needs countless veterans that have been used to life and death. The more, the better.

"We have a hundred meters away from the node." The person in charge of the construction of the groundwater was in charge of the construction of this groundwater.

"I understand." After saying, Marin said, and the trigger of the firearm in his hand was evenly distributed in the mouse group in front of him. Several guys hidden in the shadow were sprayed down together with the same kind.

Night running rats? It should be, but their sneaking is meaningless. In the face of such firepower, they can only be killed by continuous damage.

The road ahead is getting wider and wider, and the dwarfs who were originally used as the reserve team were increasingly added to the first row, and the factories of the factory guards also had more elves shooters.

Short, but in terms of how to kill it, there is a talent that is far beyond human beings.

In addition to slaves and rats, there are some storm mice or incense burner with a chain -shaped incense burner, but they are intercepted without exception.

When the number is too large, the dwarf sprayer of the dwarves covered by his fellow citizens will stand up and use a flame jet to teach the rats what is physical purification.

In the meantime, Marin heard a weird voice similar to the rotation of the motor. Out of safety reasons, Marin used the inflammation of the sound to conduct a different bombardment of the sound of the sound.

Shooting -If not enough, another round.

Then when the team was ahead, Marin saw the broken parts.

Stakawen weapon group? Rat Trin?

This thing is not suitable for the world of Marin. If it is really needed, Malin does not need to be launched from this thing. Throwing them aside. Malin watched the seas of the mouse that rushed over again and frowned.

Yes, rat sea, because all the rat people rushed over in a nest.

"What they are defending." The Elf Ambassador felt the problem sharply.

"Yes, even those cannon fodder retreated back." The dwarf craftsman said, while making his brothers on the sideways so he came to the front.

"What are you waiting for? Tell the mage behind, set the standard 120 yards, and the inflammatory explosion is one round of six rounds."

While Malin said, he twisted his head at the machine gun group on the mechanical body's shoulder and beckoned, and then saw that the machine gun group was beckoning to him.

"Soldiers! The time to witness the courage is here! The first row of the bullets will be retreated! After the second row is finished, press it up!" Marin watched the tide of the more approaching mouse in front of him, and the hand was empty.

The shot in the inside, the rats faced the rain, like it was cut down by the sickle, but it was getting closer and closer.

"Mr. Malin! Are these things not afraid of death than green skin?!" The dwarf craftsman shouted loudly.

"No matter how timid coward, there should be a time in theory that there should be no time to shrink." Marlin replied loudly.

The fireman began to make fire walls at the 50 yards in front.

The rats rushed across the fire wall, kept falling in the rain of guns, and kept moving forward. When the machine gun needs to be replaced by the machine gun, the rat -man named was speeding up.

Then the surgery projected by the Masters behind the rows of rats was ignited. Some rats were blown into the queue. Before they woke up, they were nailed to the ground by the bayonet.

The sound of gunfires also began to fall, and more and more mouse people roared to rush to the queue.

Human soldiers held a rifle with a bayonet to join the queue.

The fireman retreated and helped each other to solve the fuel tank, and they would join the front -line battle.

Half -body people squeezed the shotgun in the lower space of the team. They were responsible for fighting all the mouse toes that they could see by using the guys in their hands.

When the rat people were less than 20 yards from the team, the soldiers of the latter fired, and the rifle racked the rifle on the shoulders of the companion again to start shooting again.

Until the rats hit the iron wall composed of dwarves.

Their weapons can rarely break the armor's armor, as for the new shield -can only be bombed.

The two sides collided together, and the dwarf assassinated the mouse with the bayonet on the shotgun. The two sides killed each other at a very close distance.

Dwarf's armor, but for human soldiers who only wear military uniforms and light -proof uniforms, they are just a piece of paper.

Marin waved the chain sawing sword, but he could only wave in a small scope -he was all his own people, and he could only pull out the rotor gun to shoot the mouse -if he knew it would not take this guy.

Take his four -tube shotgun.

Then Marlin saw a very burly storm mouse rushed to the team.

Is it a lead?

That's you!

Malin stretched his hand to the rear. A half -body person had re -loaded the 40mm shot cannon for him. Marin took it to the burly guy and pulled the trigger.

The 40mm -caliber's unique bomb was pushed out of the muzzle, and then drilled into the chest of the storm mouse in the next second. This storm mouse did not die immediately.

Then, then

Then the armor -piercing bombs flying from the back hit the chest in the eyes of Marin with a monk -like slow movement flight trajectory.

This time, the directly crushed mouse people never could throw its spear again.

Behind him, the rat people poured blood mold, and the shells left the most deadly movement trajectory in their lives in a way of sentient beings.

Malin pointed his muzzle to another mouse -intensive place to trigger -the next time you try the hand -held guns that I saw in the book last time.

After all, the caliber is justice, and the long diameter is the truth.

The machine gun group sounded again, sweeping a dead path in the mouse tide, so that the pressure on the front line was light.

"Go forward!" Marin shouted loudly! He bowed his head and took a long shield from the dead dwarf.

Promote with all dwarves who can move forward.

The soldiers of the factory guards did not hesitate to exchange with their companions behind them. They followed the bullets to keep up and started shooting again.

The mage began to projected into the mouse's rear.

The mouse people began to shake, they screamed and wanted to continue to attack, but the slaves and mice eventually collapsed. They began to retreat, and eventually turned and fled, but rushed their own queues.

The remaining rats were fought again, but Malin immediately stopped the team at this time -ride in the mouse chaos, and Marin let the soldiers shoot with rifles. This injury -free exchange eventually accelerated the rats' collapse and retreat.

Then, then

They screamed and started to run away.

It also made Marlin see the goals they protected -a huge mother and mouse.

"This is their mouse mother?" The big craftsman also saw that thing. He spit out a blood foam, and then covered his waist. The mouse opposite the opposite battle gave his belly a knife: "They are protecting
To be continued...