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Chapter two hundred and seventy-two attacking beasts(2/2)

"Our families are behind us. Warriors of the Dark Moon, please take courage. We cannot retreat!"

The elders leading the military formation issued the order for the final formation.

Although this legion was put together temporarily and the formation was very loose, it still did not collapse in the face of such a terrifying existence, which is commendable.

When the distance is closer, they will start to attack Dorons with ants, and the damage will inevitably be extremely heavy.

Behind the military formation, the artillery pieces that had been urgently transported had just been assembled. There were not many of them, only about thirty or so, and they were small-caliber artillery pieces that could only fire magic shells.

The fleet off Darkmoon Island possesses extremely powerful firepower output, but by the time they return, the town has been crushed countless times.

There are also large-caliber magic artillery and magic crystal cannons on the island, but they are all placed at the port where it is easy to land. Because there has been almost no war on the main island of Darkmoon Island in the past hundred years, all threats have been eliminated by the own fleet in the outer sea. This kind of military equipment may

They all have problems of disrepair and improper maintenance, but even if there are no such problems, it is too late to move them here now.

It takes time to disassemble the large-caliber magical artillery. After the magic crystal cannon is transported, it still needs to be rearranged and carved with internal formation patterns before it can be used. It is too late at all.

As for the fact that it is impossible to attack here from the docks and military facilities on the shore, Dolons is sleeping on the island and did not land from the sea.

Karen had seen the catapult carried by the Knights of Order when they went on an expedition. Although it looked much more primitive than the artillery, you must know that each catapult was engraved with a space formation. It just looked a little different.

It's retro, but its attack effect and strike capability in actual combat are infinitely higher than those of the Magic Crystal Cannon.

In the "First Day of War", the reason why the Knights of Order were able to attack each of the Holy Lands of the Samsara Religion so quickly was that in most cases, the defensive formations of the opponent's Holy Lands were directly destroyed by several catapult volleys.

All that's left is for the Knights' army to crush in and eliminate the opponent's organized resistance.



"It seems that after this time, Darkmoon Island will definitely beg us for some war weapons, and they will be begging us crying and shouting."

After hearing the words of a bishop beside him, Wolfulun nodded and said, "Yes, but there are too many things involved in the external sale of war weapons. It mainly depends on Lord Kress's opinion."

Cardinal Kress, who was sitting there, did not speak, but quietly watched the huge figure in front of him approaching.

Behind this group of bishops, most of the Whip of Order team has assembled. At the same time, two bishops specializing in formations on the two wings have completed the formation of formations with improvised manpower.

In terms of efficiency, it is much higher than the previous Dark Moon Island. Moreover, the expressions of the priests of order are also very calm, and they can even point at the scene in front without much panic.

You must know that they are a negotiating delegation. From a group of negotiators, you can easily find professionals who arrange formations. This is the terrifying background of the Cult of Kosmos.

But just as Karen guessed, the Cult of Kosmos was not in a hurry to take action. Anyway, the behemoth was still some distance away from the town.

Cardinal Kress twisted his neck slightly twice, then seemed too lazy to look at the situation in front of him, and lowered his head directly, as if he had dozed off.

Outside, Patriarch Weiner didn't cry loudly or beg at the top of his lungs. He just knelt there, motionless.

His heart is very peaceful,

He also felt helpless.



"How long?" Tuffman shouted.

"Soon, soon!" Qimard replied.

At this moment, with him as the center of the circle, a large-scale detonation formation has been deployed. He is now embedding precious formation materials into the formation to increase the destructive power of the formation after it is activated.

The transmission scrolls were constantly burning in his hands, and the precious materials he had collected were continuously being transmitted. During the whole process, he did not feel any heartache or delay.

Normally, the Presbyterian Church is a place where factions compete for power, but when faced with the threat of their hometown being crushed, everyone is able to share the same hatred.

At this time, Dorons seemed to be aware of the threat from the position above its head. It exhaled hot breath from its mouth. In an instant, the white high-temperature smoke completely enveloped the upper part of its neck, and people outside could not detect anything inside.

, and the people inside only feel that they are in an oven.

Immediately afterwards, Dollons began to shake his head.

The terrible inertia and the strong wind formed all around created a great obstacle to Elder Qimar who was setting up the formation.

Upon seeing this, Tuffman radiated the power of light, bent down and put his palms on the "ground".

Seeing this scene, Elder Qimar was stunned.

"Continue to set up the formation!" Tuffman yelled at him.

Elder Qimar immediately continued to concentrate on setting up the formation.

When Tuffman exuded a bright aura, Dorons, who was shaking his head, suddenly became quiet. Although his body continued to advance towards the town, he no longer shook his head and seemed to be enjoying it.

The feeling of being touched by the power of light on the top of your head.

He made a rare low sound since waking up, as if echoing Tuffman above his head, telling him his thoughts from his heart.

Because there is light as a medium, the two parties have a connected mind at this time, which is more straightforward and pure than words.

Tuffman burst into tears while continuing to radiate the power of light.



On the hillside in the distance, Neo shook his head:

"Oh, you are so embarrassed to do this, tsk tsk. If it were done, not only would it be boring, but you would also feel regretful, and even...disgusting."

He reached out and reached forward, and a holy light pattern appeared. When this light pattern was rotated, a phantom wearing a white robe appeared in the middle of the pool in the middle of the Dorons turtle shell.

This is the spiritual mark that Phileas left on Dorons. It was used to communicate with Dorons in the past. After all, it is so big, even if you sit on its back and want to shout to it,

It's like shouting from across the mountain.

The white figure maintains the same standing posture as Neo on the mountain in the distance,

Neo spoke,

The white figure also spoke simultaneously:
Chapter completed!
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