"ah!"

"Finally got this Big Ben done."

Xiao Yu stood up from his cross-legged posture and looked proudly at the Big Ben in front of him.

Although his magic circle looks quite childish and ugly compared to the wizards of Lilliput.

But considering that he has only studied magic formation for more than a month.

Involving the divine system only started a week ago. In addition to reading more books, the actual number of hands-on operations is no more than one hand.

Being able to successfully confine a building with the power of faith is already a sign of genius.

Xiao Yu received real-time information from the surveillance eye.

I quickly noticed that the senior officials in the Prime Minister's Residence in Fog City were already on their way to evacuate.

As they left, for a while, the military police who arrived on the street received orders from their superiors, requiring them to perform their duties and stop the monsters' actions.

"Shet!"

On the street behind the South District Bridge, a major cursed depressedly as he listened to the orders coming from the intercom.

Although he is a soldier, he is still afraid of death!

In the beginning, it was just about dealing with those rats. What is the situation now? Gods and demons are dancing wildly!

And the phantom of the goddess in the distance must be a very fierce existence at first glance.

Can they really win?

It’s now time, shouldn’t it be time for a hero to appear?

The major looked at the confused eyes of the officers and soldiers around him. He wanted to order a retreat, but he thought of his family who were still blocking the road out of the city. He cursed secretly and waved his arms:

"Obey military orders!"

"The rocket launchers and mortars are ready!"

"Fire forward...!"

After shouting the order loudly.

Twenty mortars and rocket launchers spewed flames and loud noises.

The next moment, the rats on the other side of the bridge were blown to pieces in the explosion.

Under modern firepower, flesh and blood has become extremely cheap.

With just the first wave of shooting, the rats on the spacious streets were almost wiped out!

Most of the mice that were lucky enough to be alive also lost their mobility.

But the major was not happy.

Holding the telescope, he saw that the shells thrown at the crypt spiders near the goddess's shadow had no effect.

Like those missiles, they exploded in the air, causing no impact other than causing a wave of air.

Instead, it was the roasted rats that turned into corpses again, accompanied by a few crypt spiders turning their heads and making strange roars.

Wisps of black energy were drawn out from these corpses, and then roared towards them.

"Fire! Stop those black fogs!"

The hair on the major's body stood up and he shouted loudly.

At the same time, he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger desperately.

Bang bang bang!

Dozens of tongues of flame sprayed out from the armored vehicle's machine gun turret, instantly dispersing the black fog.

However, the black mist that had been divided into dozens of lines did not dissipate. It still quickly approached these officers and soldiers and poured it into their bodies.

In just a few seconds, the soldiers possessed by the black mist lost their consciousness and began to roar and shake like zombies as they walked toward the opposite side.

What's happening here?

The major ran faster and retreated to the intersection before the black fog hit.

I watched my colleagues suddenly lose consciousness and stagger away from the position.

He raised his pistol and pointed it at the back of a colleague. After hesitating for a while, he chose his calf to see the fire.

In any case, he doesn't want the other party to be controlled.

Although the major didn't know yet that the phantom of the goddess was the goddess of war in the hearts of the Celts, a super fierce evil god.

There is a need for human sacrifices.

But he instinctively felt that if he went there... nothing good would happen.

boom!

The bullet hit the calf, but was directly bounced away.

But the one who was hit continued to move forward as if he didn't feel anything, and didn't stop until he and others gathered at the broken bridge.

They stopped at the broken bridge, and immediately knelt down one by one, raised their heads and made strange chirping sounds like those rats.

Major's remaining troops looked at this scene with their mouths open, and they were all terrified.

Those who have become like zombies and lost themselves are all colleagues from not long ago.

"Sir, I don't want to be like that!"

Some soldiers began to actively retreat and even gave up their weapons.

The major did not dare to stop them, his legs were trembling.

"It's not because our army doesn't work hard, it's because the enemy is too powerful."

"We need support!"

When the major took the initiative to retreat and reported the situation.

Fierce battles elsewhere failed to achieve results that impressed British officials.

The rat swarm looks huge and terrifying, but is actually vulnerable to a single blow.

But those magical spells caused the officers and soldiers participating in the battle to complain endlessly.

Especially the black mist after the goddess's phantom appears.

Artillery fire was ineffective against them. Every time they appeared, they could only watch helplessly as some of their colleagues were possessed and turned into a group of kneeling prayers. They could not be killed, but they did not dare to save them.

Morale is low and training is inadequate.

The army in Britain's Mist City is getting weaker and weaker.

On the British Channel.

On a new battlecruiser, the French captain listened to the adjutant’s report and smiled contemptuously at Britain’s performance:

"Tsk, tsk, you haven't even had three minutes, so that's not enough?"

"Britain also has this day, but it's a pity that the general died early and could not see it."

The captain said this, looked at his watch and said: "Get ready for bombardment."

"From now on, our ship will participate in the Battle of Fog City!"

"Let those monsters see, our French soldiers are different from those of Britain!"

Tens of seconds later.

On the turret that was installed on this battlecruiser just over a month ago, a 330 mm caliber cannon slowly raised its angle.

The moment a loud bang exploded at the muzzle, an armor-piercing shell flew away and disappeared on the sea level in the blink of an eye.

This cannon is France's transition to the electromagnetic gun. After adopting a new type of charge and a special barrel, the initial velocity and armor-piercing ability of the cannonball have been increased by leaps and bounds.

Although the cost seemed quite uneconomical in the past, it is better than nothing, right?

At the same time, the battlecruiser's missile system was also activated, firing a ground-attack Ax missile.

Fog City East District.

The goddess phantom suddenly sped up her movements on the Celtic harp.

Immediately, waves of cold air overflowed from the cave spiders.

Then, in the sky above the head of the goddess's shadow.

The shadow of a hundred-meter-long Frost Bone Dragon appeared and spread its wings.

And let out a dragon roar that resounded throughout the foggy city.

Then, the citizens who were blocked on the highway were attracted by the dragon's roar and turned around to see the monster screaming.

French warships' cannonballs and missiles landed around it, and then exploded with a roar, causing two dazzling fireballs connected together to appear in the sky.

"This is a bombardment coming from the direction of the British Channel!"
To be continued...