Accompanied by a whistling sound, dozens of small red dots formed a triangular array and quickly flew directly over a gathering place.
The former is the Fire Eagle fighter plane of the Wanhao tribe, but the latter is a medium-sized tribe of the Qingyang tribe.
It's strange that the two of them came together.
This is one of the many agreements reached between the two parties after Dawn City officially "taken refuge" with the Wanhao Clan.
Under the leadership of Cheng Han, Qingluo Realm mobilized 100,000 Fire Eagles as military aid to Shuguang City.
The purpose of this is to help Dawn City expand rapidly and unify this small world as soon as possible.
at this time.
Fang Yuan, the captain of the Wanhao tribe, glanced at the buildings on the ground through the cockpit glass and muttered: "The Qingyang people are so backward!"
This is the first batch of war eagles that came to our aid yesterday. The Qingyang people have not yet learned how to drive them, so the Wanhao people can only carry out combat missions.
Many echoing voices immediately sounded in the formation's communication channel.
"yes!"
"It's unimaginable that so many civilians still live in dilapidated wooden shacks."
"The Qingyang people have a history of more than 100,000 years, so why are they still so virtuous?"
When everyone was discussing, their tone was full of condescending pride.
And on the ground.
The Qingyang people of this tribe have never seen a war eagle. Many people saw the war eagle circling back and forth in the sky and pointed curiously.
Colonel Fang observed for a moment and decisively ordered: "Target the area around the totem pole and start attacking in ten seconds."
The pilots responded in unison: "Understood!"
The totem pole is the core of every tribe, so there are important buildings around the totem pole.
The upper class of each tribe, without exception, lives near the totem pole.
According to Dawn City's usual practice, every time a tribe is annexed, the tribe's upper class will be purged and the middle and lower classes will be absorbed.
Ten seconds later.
"Woo! Woo!"
A shrill scream instantly swept across the airspace.
The mysterious weapons were thrown down one after another, trailing trails and swarming towards the buildings below.
This group of pilots were all elites. Each War Eagle dropped four Mysterious Weapons, and more than thirty War Eagles dropped a total of more than 150 Mysterious Weapons.
Until this moment.
The Qingyang people on the ground finally realized that the tribe was attacked by foreign enemies.
Many people began to shout warnings, asking other Qingyang people to find a place to hide.
But it's too late.
Xuan Bing's speed was so fast that it quickly exceeded three times the speed of sound, which is more than one thousand meters per second.
The distance between the two sides was only five kilometers, and only five seconds passed before Xuan Bing fell from the sky and hit its target.
It’s not that no Qingyang people have tried to intercept.
But the short spears they threw were a complete joke in front of Xuan Bing.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Thunder exploded.
The flame flowers bloomed one after another.
Dozens of houses were immediately blown to pieces, a large number of buildings were devoured by fierce extraordinary flames, and a large number of Qingyang people were buried in the sea of fire.
Blood and Fire,.
This has begun on this land.
The air strikes of the War Eagle fleet are just the starting gun for this tribal war.
Two legions of magic guns approached the tribe from two different directions.
Since the core of the tribe was hit by air raids, the leadership suffered considerable losses, and it was impossible to organize manpower for defense in a hurry.
When the magic gun army rushed to the edge of the tribe, a small number of Qingyang people organized themselves to try to resist Dawn City's attack.
But they were the first to be bombarded by two mysterious weapons, causing immediate casualties.
This combination of air and ground offensive was simply devastating.
It only took half an hour for the two magic gun armies to completely occupy the tribe.
In comparison.
Without the air support of War Eagle, it would take most of a day to defeat a medium-sized tribe.
Hundreds of kilometers away.
Another large tribe also suffered the same fate.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
Dense explosions shook the ground.
Tall mushroom clouds sprouted from every corner of the tribe.
"Hu~hu~"
War eagles shuttled back and forth in the sky, dropping mysterious weapons one after another.
The number of Fire Eagles attacking this tribe reached one hundred and fifty.
The Qingyang people could only be beaten passively and had no way to fight back.
Such a scene was a complete one-sided massacre.
in the distance.
The top of a mountain.
Sha Lei, the second red-robed chief priest, looked at the vast scene of the large tribe in flames from a distance, looking dumbfounded.
When the Great Elder decided to fully support the Wanhao Clan, she was not without doubts in her heart.
Now that she had witnessed the large-scale air raid by the Warhawk fleet, she suddenly began to feel that your decision was too wise.
A few seconds passed.
Sha Lei sighed deeply: "The Wanhao people are so powerful."
And scenes like this are blooming all over the earth.
With the massive intervention of the Wanhao tribe, Dawn City began a larger-scale expansion.
*
Above the sky.
Two huge golden figures stood side by side, overlooking the battlefield below, both with gloomy expressions on their faces.
They are the two Qingyang gods.
Not long after.
The totem pole in the center of the tribe collapsed under the extremely violent air raid.
"Buzz~"
The ground trembled slightly.
The great elder of this large tribe was one of the six totem kings who attacked Shalei before.
Under normal circumstances.
The totem poles of large tribes are not so easily destroyed.
It's just that the totem king is dead, and the totem pole has no one to preside over, so its power cannot be exerted at all.
at this time.
A taller god cursed angrily: "Damn Wanhao people!"
Another god wore a mask and had a rather ugly expression: "The Wanhao people have begun to fully enter this world. They definitely want to use Dawn City as a puppet and completely annex all tribes."
The tall god shouted angrily: "If I had known this, we should have supported Rondo and wiped out Dawn City first."
The so-called "Londo" was the first god who noticed the ambition of the Dawn Tribe and attacked the Dawn City brazenly.
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The masked god looked a little depressed: "It's too late to say this now. The Wanhao clan's gods took action and killed Kali. This is a warning to us.
."
The tall god's tone was full of anxiety: "Do you think the Wanhao people will let us go after they unify all the tribes?"
The masked god hesitated and said: "Now that the catastrophe of the era has come, the Wanhao tribe needs to unite all races. There is no need for them to kill us, right?"
This god is not ignorant of danger.
It's just that the Wanhao tribe is too powerful, and all the Qingyang tribe's gods combined cannot stop them, so they can't even think of resisting.
The tall god snorted and revealed a secret: "Abbado told me privately that the First Tianzhu planned to leave the Qingyang Realm."
The three main gods of the Qingyang Realm are called the "Three Pillar Gods" by many subordinate gods, which means the three giant pillars that support this realm.
The so-called "first pillar of heaven" refers to the most powerful main god.
In the past, when mentioning the Three Pillars of God from God, the words would always be prefixed with "great", but now the tall gods have omitted this adjective.
Wearing a mask, Shen Linton was shocked: "How is this possible?"
Due to the laws of the world, the gods in this world are highly bound to the power of the world and cannot leave this world at all.
Therefore, the secret revealed by his companion really subverted his understanding.
The tall god shook his head: "This is not a secret that I can know, but the first pillar god is the most powerful god, and he may have a way."
He paused and guessed: "Maybe the First Pillar God will give up most of his power to get rid of the shackles of the world."
The masked god thought deeply for a moment, nodded and said: "It's possible, but the price is too high. The power of the first pillar god may degenerate into a slave god."
The tall god had a different opinion: "At least you can survive!"
He then added: "The reason why I tell you this is mainly to let you know that the First Pillar God has realized the danger."
He raised his voice: "You should give up your illusions!"
The masked god really didn't dare to go to war with the Wanhao tribe, and was still a little hesitant: "Can't we surrender to the Wanhao tribe?"
The tall god sneered: "If the Wanhao tribe is willing to accept our surrender, then why don't they propose it?"
The masked god was silent for a while and said softly: "I think you are too pessimistic. We may not be able to negotiate with the Wanhao tribe."
The tall god sighed helplessly: "Your hesitation now will definitely kill you in the future."
The masked god did not answer.
The tall god changed the subject again: "Gara, since you are unwilling to resist, I hope you can do us a favor."
The masked god turned his head and looked over: "What are you busy with?"
The tall god suddenly laughed ferociously: "Go to hell!"
The words just fell.
More than a dozen huge chains burning with flames suddenly shot out from his body and rolled toward the gods next to him like lightning.
The masked god was caught off guard and was immediately entangled tightly.
The flame chain possesses incredible power, completely suppressing the power of the tall god, making the latter unable to move a finger.
The masked god struggled hard and shouted with grief and anger: "Why are you..."
The words are not finished yet.
It stopped abruptly.
Two chains swam over and blocked His mouth unceremoniously.
The tall god's eyes were cold, and he assumed a judgmental posture: "The weak have no right to survive!"
"Keng!"
Just hear the sound of a sword.
The tall god drew a black sword.
"Buzz!"
The black sword trembled.
Weird black flames fluttered from the sword body.
Observe carefully.
This is not a real flame.
Instead, countless tiny divine patterns formed the shape of flames.
The masked god was stunned for a moment, staring at the black sword, with huge anger and fear of death flashing in his eyes.
The tall god smiled contemptuously and slashed at him with a heavy sword.
"Click!"
A head flew up.
*
In the void.
The fight between the two Qingyang gods fell into the eyes of General Lanyun.
A blue water mirror presents all this completely.
in the screen.
The tall god raised the black sword, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, as if he was surprised by the powerful power of this thing.
He glanced at the headless body again and murmured softly: "Gara, don't blame me, I just want to live."
Divine General Lanyun couldn't help but chuckle and said: "The great elder of Dawn City's plan is really good. The gods of the Qingyang tribe started killing each other so quickly."
It was not until the moment of death that the masked god realized that the tall god kept shouting "resistance", but in fact, this guy had already joined the Wanhao tribe.
Because the moment he saw the black sword, he realized that it was not his clan's weapon at all.
at this time.
General Lingbo stood aside and praised: "This method really saves a lot of effort. It can solve most of the Qingyang gods without launching a dangerous divine battle."
Because of something secretly done by Cheng Han, this pair of somewhat plastic sisters reunited in the Qingyang world again.
Divine General Lanyun looked at the black sword and said: "This is the first time I have seen Lord Anyu's 'Anyu Soul-Slaying Sword'. I didn't expect the power to be so amazing."
Divine General Lingbo expressed his opinion: "I personally feel that it is stronger than the bronze crane of Lord He Di."
Divine General Lanyun had a different opinion: "A ruler is shorter than an inch, and an inch is longer. The Bronze Crane targets the divine soul, and the Anyu Soul-Destroying Sword restrains the divine essence."
Among the divine kings of the Wanhao tribe who participated in this conspiracy, in addition to the divine king He Di who had appeared previously, there was also the newly transferred divine king Anyu.
The weapon that the tall god general used to kill his companions was the projection of the god's artifact. The masked god general had no resistance to the projection and was easily killed.
In fact.
Just as God General Lanyun said.
This is a vicious plan personally proposed by Cheng Han's clone in this world.
That is - win over some Qingyang gods, give them a chance to survive, and then let them quietly kill other Qingyang gods.
The masked god whose head was chopped off was the first victim.
Cheng Han's purpose in doing this was, on the one hand, to speed up the pace of annexing the Qingyang Realm, and on the other hand, it was for the treasure - Shenhai Banyan Honey.
After all, this thing is too precious. If you want to impress the Supreme Court, you must perform better and become a better "Qingyang traitor".
*
Heavenly Blood Realm.
"Bang! Bang!"
Just listen to a series of muffled sounds.
Several time and space capsules exploded in the air.
More than three thousand cataclysm borers made a "squeaking" sound and quickly fell to a city on the ground, the Red-Eyed Clan City, like dumplings being dropped.
Since the first branch of the Void Legion was transferred and the third branch was stationed in the Void Base, the efficiency of intercepting the Time Capsule has been much lower.
This directly led to more swarms of insects descending into the Heavenly Blood Realm.
soon.
These insects fell thousands of meters into the sky.
The carapace on their backs split into two slits, and a pair of modestly large membrane wings popped out, gliding through the air with the help of the wind.
This is obviously another mutated catastrophe borer.
Compared with the borers that first appeared in the Nanlijie Group, their bodies have become smaller, but they have evolved wings for short-distance gliding, greatly improving their maneuverability.