His heart beat inexplicably faster, and he knew that the Alliance would never let this alien army kill them in such a mighty manner.
"Boom, boom, boom~~"
Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky.
Over the fortress of Area 25, dense firelights rose.
Suddenly the whole sky was lit up.
"Tomahawk 36m!"
Kayina's heart was trembling, this is the real hard dish.
The power of a 35m battle ax is enough to flatten all objects within a 300 square meter area.
It was also the first time for Kaina to see the current scene of so many missiles firing.
The power of so many battle axes exploding at the same time is enough to completely blow up the psychic space in front of them.
But what confused Kayina was why Geis beside him didn't look worried at all.
"I'll do it!" There was a vibrato in the hoarse voice.
Among the leaders, an old man walked out. Kayina had seen him. He was a tribal leader. Like Mengsha, he was once a proud warrior.
Over the years, they are no longer as strong as they used to be, but their scorching eyes still make everyone feel the burning fighting spirit in his heart, as if they have been waiting for this day for a long time.
Then he took out the jade bottle he was holding tightly in his hand and swallowed the pills in the bottle in one gulp.
Suddenly, the old man's sluggish body suddenly began to swell.
You can see the mark of the contract between psychic creatures on his shoulder, igniting in a flash.
"Everyone, I'm waiting for you in the Hall of Valor!"
The old man glanced at the other leaders around him, and when they looked at each other and smiled, their grievances seemed to be put aside.
He didn't wait for everyone to say goodbye to him.
A red light burst out from the old man's body, shooting straight into the sky from the deck of the ship.
The scarlet blood light began to shatter in mid-air, and the screams from psychic creatures could even be heard emanating from the blood light.
The red light shot straight into the sky, sweeping up half of the sky, as if it was about to tear the void apart.
"What the hell, what is that??"
Everyone on the fortress looked at the bloody light rolling across the sky in front of them, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
Thousands of missiles were instantly engulfed in blood and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Gudong!"
Wang Zhao stood behind everyone, looking at the vermilion disappearing in the sky, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of foam.
"Are you scared?" A hoarse teasing voice came from his mind.
"Do you want to go to the toilet?" After the words fell, a burst of hissing came from his mind.
Wang Zhao couldn't help shuddering, and he really felt like he had an urge to urinate. He quickly shook his head: "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
Wang Zhao covered his head, and after a while, his voice finally seemed to quiet down.
But Wang Zhao soon discovered that the alarm lights inside the fortress had been flashing for some time, and the rapid alarm bells seemed to be telling everyone that the situation was worse than they imagined.
Wang Zhao subconsciously followed the footsteps of everyone to gather.
But as soon as he took a step, the voice in his head rang again, but this time, the voice changed from the usual nonchalant ridicule, and it was cold and scary: "You will die!"
Just three words, but like thunder on the ground, Wang Zhao slowed down.
Looking at the direction of the gathering in front of him, after hesitating for a while, Wang Zhao gritted his teeth, quietly turned around, and rushed into the other side of the passage when no one was paying attention.
"Hey, that's right! Don't follow the crowd when it comes to disasters, and don't be alone in ghost movies."
"So, I can live!"
Wang Zhao asked in his heart.
However, about three seconds later, I heard the serious voice in my mind say: "Ran, and, egg!"
"go to hell!"
Wang Zhao jumped up and cursed for a while, being fooled by this guy in his mind. He thought to himself that he might as well go back to gather by himself, and he couldn't afford to be known as a deserter.
However, it took only a moment to turn around.
The area around the fortress began to tremble violently.
Just listen to the constant roaring outside, and it seems that the fight has begun.
Before Wang Zhao could understand what was happening, a huge roar suddenly exploded behind the gate.
The huge shock wave caused Wang Zhao to be pushed out fiercely. He didn't know what he hit, and his vision went dark and he fell backwards.
"Buzzing..."
The ringing in my ears finally blocked the chattering voice in my mind.
But when Wang Zhao opened his eyes.
The scene in front of him made Wang Zhao feel a chill in his heart.
All he saw in front of him was that the corridor that was supposed to be the fortress had completely disappeared. In the blurry scene in front of him, he kept seeing wounded people crying and screaming on the ground.
Even with some broken arms and limbs, I couldn't tell whose owner these arms belonged to.
Wang Zhao wanted to shout, but when he opened his mouth, he lost his voice, his ears buzzed, and he couldn't hear anything.
It was only after a stream of heat flowed out of the nasal cavity that the sound rushed towards him like a tidal wave.
"Boom, boom, boom~~"
At this time, Wang Zhao saw with his own eyes a crimson red light flying from the alien army.
What was different from before was that the blood-red light pillar was accompanied by the roar of endless thunder.
Like a giant dragon tearing open the sky, it rushes towards the fortress.
"Dead! Dead!"
Seeing the lightning falling above his head, Wang Zhao's face suddenly turned pale, as if his breathing had stopped at this moment.
The moment the lightning fell.
But I heard a green light rising through the sky.
"You are all old guys who are about to die. If you don't die well, I will make you lose your soul!"
The green light jumped up and charged towards the thunder above the head.
After countless thunderbolts hit the green light, everyone was shocked to see a figure in the lightning, holding a blue halberd.
"Heavenly Slash!"
A single strike from the sky made everyone feel more depressed than ever before;
The sharp halberd blade roared like a god or demon, following the halberd, splitting through the universe and breaking through all obstacles, the terror was boundless!
A scream erupted from the column of crimson blood, and a shadow that could not be seen with the naked eye suddenly shattered in the light of the sword.
"who is it!"
Everyone was shocked by the terrifying blow in front of them.
Even Gus couldn't help but stand up from his chair, his cold eyes fixed on getting the shadow from afar.
"Disaster level!"
Kaina and other leaders were included, and when they heard these two words, their hearts trembled violently.
They don't know what a disaster-level master represents.
Judging from the information given by fallen spirit masters over the years.
Although those guys in the west have disaster spirit level masters, their number does not exceed five.
Moreover, they are all old guys with half a foot in the coffin, so they should not appear in this place.
But if it was really a disaster spirit level master who came to take charge, they would have to consider changing their attack plan.
After all, fighting against someone of this level is completely asking for death.
But at this time, Gass suddenly relaxed and curled his lips: "It turns out not to be the case. It's just that the psychic creature is a disaster spirit level and is still in a semi-sealed state. It should be the so-called spirit suppressing box."
Geis seems to be very familiar with the methods of the union. He knows many fallen soul masters, so he is naturally very clear about the operation of the union.
Seeing this, Gaston immediately sat on the chair without any worries.
"Keep attacking and don't stop. He won't be able to hold on for long. If he doesn't give up after a few more attacks, he will be swallowed up by the awakened disaster spirit!"
