No, without the [Chongzhou] armor, even they wouldn't be able to have such brutal and terrifying lethality.
Needless to say, the just-formed slaughterhouse alone amplified their desire for the [Chongzhou] armor.
Every white-armored warrior had red eyes.
War exploits!
Those with more military exploits will be given priority to be equipped with armor.
Their breathing was heavy and they began to frantically look for enemies who were fleeing in all directions.
In the view of the Baijia people, a large sea of torches collapsed after a moment of impact.
At this moment, a deathly silence enveloped the tribe, followed by loud cheers.
The crowd went wild with excitement.
It is simply unbelievable that this is the power of the Chongzhou Armor.
This is the power they believe in!
Brutal, rough, tearing everything apart.
Yes, it's this feeling, this feeling of supreme power.
Mu Fan and Nuo Nuo repeatedly studied the trial-produced bone armor, and finally tested its power in this real battle.
That kind of power will undoubtedly completely change the battle pattern on this planet.
A savage planet wrapped in a black storm has unique resource advantages.
Bone metal is a rare material that can perfectly absorb kinetic energy and can store and release energy at a near loss.
Star Beast King Bone, a tough material with ultra-high quality and density.
These materials unique to the White Armor clan, under the design of Wang Nuonuo, the helmsman of Rocky Heavy Industry, finally turned into the ultimate killing weapon.
"This is only the most basic version..."
"If there is energy support and large lathes for processing, the final power of these armors is impossible to predict."
"This is a weapon that can change the direction of local wars."
"They really are born warriors."
The girl's murmur of emotion rang in her ears.
When Mu Fan turned his head, he found Nuo Nuo looking at him with almost admiration, "Without you, nothing would have been possible."
In a girl's heart, Mu Fan is always the best person.
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Thousands of meters away, the tall figure stood up instantly on the back of the huge Modo monitor lizard.
His red bloodshot eyes were widened.
Basil is furious!
"What's going on with the forward army!"
"The four thousand forward troops of our Red Stone Clan were defeated in an instant?"
A thunderous roar exploded across the world.
Everyone around them looked forward with frightened eyes.
The magnificent sea of torches has now become fragmented.
"Who can tell me what's going on?"
The confidence in Basil's eyes finally dissipated, and his heart was bleeding.
That was the Red Stone Legion that he was proud of.
Now it has become a deserted army that was defeated in battle.
And in his field of vision, the spreading torches began to extinguish one by one.
What that means is clear without saying it.
The extinguishment of each torch represents the death of a warrior.
Rapid horn sounds came one after another, stacking up and rushing into the ears.
The red glow in Basil's eyes grew stronger and stronger.
It was a retreat clarion call to his shame.
A short horn blast also conveyed the reason for retreat.
"The enemy cannot be defeated..."
Chewing this word, Basil actually laughed in anger.
Lift your foot and stomp hard.
The hard lizard armor rippled in a circle visible to the naked eye.
The huge Modo dragon below stopped crawling, raised its head and let out a mournful cry.
Obviously, the kick just now made this huge guy unable to help but scream in pain.
"I'm asking you... are you all mute?"
A cold voice with murderous intent bloomed on the back of the giant lizard, and everyone trembled and lowered their heads.
"Lord Patriarch...the raiding force of the Safari Corps has almost arrived at the Baijia Tribe."
A middle-aged man standing on the left lowered his head and spoke with difficulty. His younger brother was in the vanguard.
He was defeated as soon as the battle began and fled for his life in a hurry. This was a shame for his family.
"The White Armor Clan will definitely mobilize in large numbers in order to fight our corps. Please wait for the results of the raid. The safari corps will definitely live up to your will."
The tall figure moved, waving his arms and pointing forward.
"When the deserters return to the hillside ahead, I want to hear your results."
The cold voice contained no emotion.
The middle-aged man bent down heavily and said, "Definitely!"
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The Baijia tribe was now filled with a sea of cheers.
The brave men fought at the front and achieved glorious victory.
The remaining people should be proud of the soldiers.
The depressed mood can finally be released.
Five hundred meters east of the tribe.
Whoosh!
A short sound of arrows flashed through the cheers.
Lance turned his head suddenly, his eyes instantly turned red.
"Amo!"
A young boy with a childish look on his face stared blankly at the sky with his big eyes, his right hand covering his neck, and he wanted to make a sound, but he couldn't say a single word... He kept it to the end.
"Amo!"
A shrill roar and a sharp whistle of arrows sounded at the same time.
Lance, who was carrying a bone shield, felt that his back was hit intensively for a moment, and his right arm instantly felt a heartbreaking pain.
The sounds of three corpses falling could be heard in my ears one after another.
There are only seven people in their security team.
Four people were killed in an instant!
The remaining three were seriously injured.
Lance's eyes instantly turned red.
Now he doesn't know that an enemy has touched the west side of the tribe.
Taking advantage of the gap between the large forces' frontal counterattacks, the enemy launched a despicable sneak attack from the side.
Looking at the crossbow arrow that was pierced through his arm, there were fine red lines on the arrow that shone with a cold metallic luster.
"Damn it, it's the safari regiment of the bastards..."
"Let's go!"
"alarm!"
Under the severe pain, Lance suddenly pulled his companion's arm with his other hand and roared loudly.
This is the crossbow of the Safari Corps.
The only thing he was glad about now was that the enemy didn't use poisonous arrows to take care of them.
The three people, who had a strong desire to survive, grabbed the armor on the ground at the same time and ran wildly in three directions.
After a while, a group of dark-skinned figures with khaki patterns on their bodies appeared.
The grass was swaying, and it was unclear how many people had come.
A figure stood next to the corpse just now, leaned over and pulled out the crossbow arrow that had penetrated the young man's throat, a cold and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"The sentries have been replaced by children, and the White Armor tribe has no defense force."
"Prepare to bring fear to them with killing."
With an order, the figures hidden in the grass began to rush towards the east side of the tribe at the same time.
These people held a half-arm-long crossbow in one hand and drew a dog-leg-shaped machete in the other.
Ouch~
Ouch~
Howls of excitement and cruelty began to sound from the grass.
Having broken through the sentry defense line, there is no need to hide anymore.
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"East side, enemy attack!"
A shrill roar sounded.
The cheers stopped suddenly, and Lance staggered back to the door holding his bloody arms.u