Two enemy planes were bombed, which was definitely a heavy blow to the enemy soldiers. They only had six armed helicopters, and they lost two of them. You can imagine how big the blow would be.
At the same time, this also posed a great threat to the high-altitude firepower of enemy soldiers. When these armed helicopters flew over again to carry out high-altitude bombing, they did not dare to be as arrogant and domineering as before, but were cautious and kept at a sufficient height.
Otherwise, there is a possibility of being sunk and crashing.
"The enemy planes have been hit and will not dare to fly over again for high-altitude bombing in a short period of time. Let's go to the front line to support the battle!" Huangfu Ruolan said.
"Let's go, the battle on the front line is very fierce. There are many enemy soldiers. They obviously want to surround us and kill us." Shitou said.
"Then they are wishful thinking! Let's go, take action now!"
Huangfu Ruolan spoke and led the rest of the Demon Army soldiers towards the bottom of the mountain range to participate in the battle on the front line.
Huangfu Ruolan originally came to look for Xiao Yunlong's traces, but in the end the search was fruitless. At the same time, the Queen of the Night also disappeared. She speculated that the Queen of the Night must have discovered Xiao Yunlong's trace, so she followed him.
At the moment, the fighting on the front line is fierce, and she is also a woman with a big-picture perspective. Faced with such a battle, she can only put aside her worries about Xiao Yunlong for the time being and devote herself to this life-and-death battle.
The fighting was fierce at the foot of the mountain, with bullets and bullets roaring across like a storm, and the sound of gunfire being heard all the time.
In another place, a different kind of battle was taking place.
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Vatican.
On this day, the Holy Knights in the Vatican were facing a formidable enemy. Knights wearing armor and helmets were holding spears, standing in rows in front of the Holy Church. There were hundreds of Holy Knights.
When hundreds of Holy Knights unite together, the murderous aura formed is extremely deep and heavy. Just the killing pressure from these Holy Knights is enough to make people feel terrified.
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Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this time, steady and rhythmic footsteps came from the wide square in front of the church.
That was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles of the square. Every step seemed to contain unparalleled strength, which was why it was able to make such a sound.
Ahead, there was a figure walking slowly and unhurriedly. He was dressed in a black suit and outlined his burly body. His face was like a knife and ax carving, as if it was carved from the granite.
The face that emerged revealed a sense of perseverance and hardness.
His eyes were like daggers, and the gaze revealed was so sharp that no one dared to look closely.
There is a tattoo on his neck. If you look closely, the pattern on the tattoo is a pattern that is admired by everyone, as if thousands of civilians are paying homage to a god.
As he walked forward, an unparalleled and powerful coercion swept over him. He seemed to ignore the hundreds of holy knights waiting in front of him, as if in his eyes these holy knights, who had extremely terrifying fighting power in the dark world, were just like him.
Existing like ants.
When this figure approached, the Holy Knights arrayed in front suddenly separated in an orderly manner from the middle. On the way out, a man wearing lapis lazuli armor and holding a silver spear appeared.
He slowly walked forward, his body also filled with the supreme pressure of a powerful man.
This is clearly the Vatican God of War!
The Vatican God of War walked forward, his handsome face solemn and cold, his eyes fixed on the figure that was approaching him like a giant mountain crushing him. He spoke slowly and said: "
World Honored One, please stay! This is a place of holy religion, no idlers are allowed to enter!"
The figure walking over was clearly the World Honored One!
The World Honored One was already approaching. He looked at the God of War in the Vatican and said, "We haven't seen each other for ten years. The guardian around the Pope has grown up. I remember you were called the God of War, right? Do you think you can stop me?
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The Vatican God of War raised his silver gun and said: "As the Vatican God of War, I have the responsibility to protect the church and the Pope! No matter who dares to offend, I will not hesitate to fight!"
"Based on your strength? You haven't even reached the sixth level yet! I have to say that you really haven't made any progress in these years! I don't care about your strength! If you don't want to die, then give it to me.
Get out of here!" The World Honored One's face darkened, and a murderous aura was faintly emanating from his body. The coercion emanating from his body was as thick as a mountain, sweeping towards the Vatican God of War with an extremely tyrannical attitude.
The Vatican God of War is a peerless powerful man in the dark world, but in the eyes of the World Honored One, he seems insignificant, and even directly told him to go away. How arrogant and confident is this!
The face of the Vatican God of War is even more ashen, and there is already an anger that cannot be concealed on his face. As the Vatican God of War, he has a noble status and has endless authority in the dark world. Who dares to be disrespectful in ordinary times? Who dares?
Are you telling him to go away when he speaks so rudely?
Only the World Honored One dares to do this!
So the Vatican God of War was really angry, his own murderous intent was boiling, and his eyes were flashing with uncontrollable fighting intent and murderous intent.
He could sense that the World Honored One was very powerful and terrifying. The power that permeated the World Honored One gave him an indescribable feeling of heaviness.
He couldn't figure out the limits of the World-Honored One's own strength. He only felt that the World-Honored One reappeared after hiding for ten years, and his entire strength had achieved a kind of sublimation and transformation!
Even so, the Vatican God of War did not have the slightest fear, because he was not alone, and there were hundreds of Holy Knights behind him.
Isn't it possible that with him and hundreds of brave and skilled holy war knights, he can't stop the World Honored One?
"World Honored One, I admit that you are strong! But I have no fear in my heart! In the land of the Holy Religion, outsiders must not offend. If you want to fight, then fight!" the Vatican God of War said coldly.
"Okay! If you insist on blocking the road, then I will run over you!"
The World Honored One spoke, and a murderous intent flashed out of his eyes.
Even in this place of the Holy Cult, which is heavily guarded and filled with experts, he is still extremely arrogant and not afraid of the battle in front of him.
Just when the tension between the two sides was about to break out, suddenly
"God of War, lead the Holy Knights back and let him come in!"
A voice that seemed extremely old and had a sense of vicissitudes of life suddenly came out from the church. Although the voice was old, it still seemed vigorous and powerful. Every word was conveyed clearly, making everyone in the scene
Everyone can hear it.
The Vatican God of War suddenly froze when he heard this voice. He took a deep breath and responded: "Yes, Pope!"
The Vatican God of War looked at the World Honored One with some annoyance. He waved his hand, and the holy knights behind him also stepped back, making way for a path that led directly to the church.