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Chapter 347 Death Is Approaching

"Your Majesty, we have made some progress in the early battles."

"But as the battle dragged on, we also encountered some difficult problems in the subsequent operations."

"The first is the orc tyrant Katuso, who is an extremely strong man comparable to the limit of the third life level. Combined with the anti-psionic stance of the orc wizard and the carefully forged armor, Katuso becomes an out-and-out The killing machine."

"In addition, during the march, the plague was prevalent among the Radiation Legion. Although we had taken immediate measures to isolate and treat the patients, the plague still weakened the army's combat effectiveness."

"Furthermore, the radiation legion that can make the body function like a monster is weakened. I guess that this plague is not naturally formed, but some kind of attack method by the enemy."

"Perhaps...behind this plague, there is still the shadow of the evil god."

"In addition, one thing I need to emphasize is that although I tried to repair the relationship with Nero, the commander of the Radiation Legion, as his results on the frontal battlefield became more and more prominent, Nero's actions became more and more Acting recklessly, I am worried that his recklessness will bring disaster to him and even the Legion."

"This is the entire content of this report. I wish your two majesties a prosperous military fortune, and I also wish Terraria's great revival will come soon."

"That's it!"

McNee sat on his knees in the solitary cell.

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"Hope this war goes well."

Although judging from the current results, the Atas Legion occupied nearly half of the land of the Santorinian Islands in less than twenty days.

This kind of advancement speed is already unique.

Moreover, what is even more wonderful is that during this period of war, the orcs have never shown power beyond the third life level.

The collision of conventional forces allowed both the Radiation Legion and the Athas Legion to firmly gain the upper hand.

Therefore, after a series of high-intensity wars.

The losses of the two legions were not serious.

The only ones who were a bit worrying were the radiation warriors who were weakened by the plague.

However, because McNee discovered it in time and took isolation measures as soon as possible, the plague did not spread among the army, and its overall impact was quite limited.

Fight like this with a powerful race that is famous even in the river system.

This war can be said to be perfect.

But McNee is a cautious warrior, and it is precisely because of this characteristic that he can survive as a veteran from the disaster-ridden golden age until now.

Therefore, behind a series of successes, instead of feeling relaxed, McNee became increasingly vigilant.

In stark contrast to McNee, is the three-headed purgatory dragon Nero.

After this guy reaped the benefits on the battlefield, he began to lead his army to sweep back and forth on the Santorinian Islands at an alarming speed.

That kind of attitude is like a strong wind passing by that no one can stop.

With the accumulation of a large number of military achievements.

Nero already seemed a little carried away.

At the beginning, McNee was able to suppress it with the help of the Great Emperor's reputation.

However.

Communication in the Warp is difficult.

The message sent may be delivered to Terraria's perceptual world immediately, or it may be delayed for ten days or even longer due to the turbulence of the void.

In the absence of feedback from his headquarters, Nero has become increasingly unruly.

That guy had spoken ill of McNee in private more than once, calling him a brainless wimp.

Add to this the militancy among the military.

Considering that forceful intervention might lead to divisions within the army, Nero did not dwell on this matter and allowed Nero to lead the army to do whatever he wanted.

And now.

After a long period of testing and fighting.

With the birth of the orc tyrant and the integration of the remaining forces, the final battle came earlier than McNee expected.

the next day.

A strong wind blew from the southern wilderness, like a sharp blade.

Several bonfires were lit in the Radiation Legion's camp, and the blazing flames were dragged against the wind, dyeing the entire wilderness fiery red. The Cylons stayed at the sentry with hand crossbows, vigilantly looking at the wind and grass in all directions. Artillery and heavy armored vehicles were already in place. position, the steel flying dragons are ready to set off at any time.

Nero ascended the hillside, surrounded by a group of savages.

The well-trained Dragon Tooth Soldiers were not born, but quietly moved out of the way to allow the commander to ascend to the high ground.

In the endless wilderness.

This slope is the highest point of the camp.

Viewed from a high altitude, the field around the camp where the Radiant Legion was located looked like a dense tribe of ants. As these ants crawled, the entire ground writhed and undulated.

"There are so many people."

The girl following the Purgatory Flying Dragon spoke.

The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long silky flaxen hair and gray-white skin. She was slim but not lacking in fitness. She held a spear in her hand that was taller than herself.

"Crecia, are you afraid?"

Nero bowed his head.

Looking at the girl next to him, he said with a sneer.

Judging from the girl's appearance, the slightly gray features are the standard features of the Dragon Tooth Soldier.

However, there were no women among the group of Dragon Tooth Soldiers originally created by Monitor Lizard. It was obvious that this girl was the second generation of Dragon Tooth Soldiers.

After the monitor lizard entered the fourth life level.

Radiation capabilities have been further enhanced.

By now, the Dragon Tooth Soldier is no longer a bloodline force as a legacy.

Rather, it is more like a career.

As long as you can obtain enough radiation to complete a series of demanding job transfer tasks, you can hope to become a second-generation Dragon Tooth Soldier under the glory of the Great Emperor.

The girl next to Nero became a dragon tooth soldier through this method.

This also means that under the girl's seemingly slender body, there is a power as huge as a volcano and a unique fighting and war art.

"No, I'm just a little excited."

Even in front of the most ferocious monster in the Radiation Legion, the Dragon Tooth Soldier girl didn't feel much fear.

A cruel smile appeared on Clesia's face, with light shining in her eyes, "Only when the alien flesh and blood are flying everywhere, I will feel alive."

"A dead alien is a good alien."

Nero admired.

"But things have indeed become a little strange." Clesia suppressed her smile and spoke in a low voice, "The weapons in the hands of those beasts are relatively backward, and their numbers have been greatly weakened, but now they are actively surrounding us. , seems to be launching a decisive battle.”

The air was filled with the burnt smell of incompletely burned petroleum.

Nero looked further than Clecia and saw that in the distance the orc army was spreading into several groups approaching from different directions.

They no longer screamed like before, but were unusually silent, as if restrained by some invisible force, reflecting unprecedented discipline.

"Beast tyrant!" Nero muttered.

"How are you going to deal with that guy?" Clesia suddenly said, "Everyone who has seen that monster is dead. So far, we still don't know how strong he is."

"Cope with it normally."

"How to say?"

"Walk next to him, tear off the monster's head, and then eat all his flesh and blood." Nero smiled cruelly.

"Isn't it a little too reckless?"

Clecia frowned, the breeze blew by, and the haze dispersed. At this time, the nearest beast tribe was less than two thousand meters away from the Radiation Legion camp.

The orc wizards stood on the tattered moving platform, with a series of flames rising from behind them. They danced and seemed to be chanting something in their mouths. Invisible fluctuations spread outward, and the skin of the orcs in the tribe began to show a kind of Dangerous dark red.

"Perhaps we should wait for Lord McNee to arrive before launching a war. That will be safer."

Inexplicable.

Clesia felt her right eyelid twitching slightly.

A dangerous intuition arose from the girl's heart. She grasped the spear in her hand and made her own suggestion.

Nero shook his head and said angrily, "It's too late."

He just finished speaking.

A row of steam tanks drove out from the orc tribe, their thick barrels aimed in the direction, and then the fire suddenly appeared, piercing the cold air shrouding the plains, roaring through the air, and after a series of muffled sounds, there were countless people around the camp. The catapults were launched at the same time, and in just a split second, firelight shot through the sky. Dozens of hundreds of streams of light cut through the gloomy sky and fell towards the Radiation Legion's camp.

"Roar!"

One of the streams of light fell towards the hillside where Neroclesia was.

The Purgatory Flying Dragon let out an angry roar, reached out and grabbed the red-burning cannonball in his hand, and then crushed it.

The gunpowder contained in the cannonball can only be regarded as ordinary, but what is unusual is that the surface of the cannonball is covered with a layer of energy stance unique to the orcs. Under the influence of that stance, the thick armor of the flying dragon is much weaker, and it is just a cannonball. That's all, it made Nero feel the pain.

Except for the explosion.

Those shells also produced a lot of smoke and flames, and the entire camp fell into chaos.

"We won't be able to take aim if this continues," said the Dragon Tooth Soldier girl.

"There is no need to aim, just use all weapons to attack them." Nero said, "Before that, I will buy you time."

The Ork tanks continued to fire, but the Radiant Legion's counterattack had begun.

The artillery camp has launched a barrage attack with far more ferocious firepower than the opponent. The steel flying dragon has risen to the sky. The armored group began to rumble after a round of firing. Waiting for the artillery fire to temporarily stop, the radiation beasts and barbarians swept across under the cover of frontal firepower. battlefield.

Fallout Legion has experienced similar wars many times.

Even if things happen suddenly at this moment, they can still organize a quite powerful counterattack.

Before all the radiation beasts, Nero had already taken the lead, breaking through the sound barrier in a series of huge explosions, recovering his body, and falling like a meteorite into the enemy's tribe.

Boom! ! !

The hunting wind whistled in my ears.

The moment Nero tensed up his body muscles and rushed into the enemy formation, more than ten cannonballs landed on him from different angles.

The huge body of 100 meters not only brings huge lethality to Nero, but also makes him a moving target. It is difficult to deflect the weapon at such a close distance.

The fireball exploded, Nero's body was burned red, and the broken scales fell off his body along with the blood.

But this only further aroused the ferocity of the beast.

He opened his mouth, and three different breaths of different attributes fell like a torrent in the direction of the flames, causing a large number of orc casualties in an instant.

The flames burned fiercely, and the breath tore through the smoke.

Nero then discovered that a huge and magnificent palace had appeared in the orc tribe at some point.

The palace seemed to be built of countless industrial wastes, but it was extremely magnificent, much taller than the flying dragon Nero, giving people a huge pressure.

"When did this appear on the battlefield? Why didn't I see it just now?"

Nero's mind flashed with doubt.

But then, the constant stinging from the wound made Nero's mind drowned in anger.

"It's just some dead things, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Such a thought flashed through his mind.

Then his eyes turned red and bloodshot, he raised his claws and lit up his fangs, and attacked the palace in front of him regardless of anything, vowing to turn everything into ruins.

"Roar! Ignorant beasts!"

A roar came from the palace, like thunder exploding in his ears.

That was no longer the damage that could be caused by ordinary sounds, but more like some kind of sonic weapon.

Nero felt a dull pain in his brain, and his whole body was weak. The whole world in front of him seemed to be spinning non-stop. The radiation army following Nero fell down in a large number, with blood spurting from their mouths and noses, and their chests rising and falling violently. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

"Beast Tyrant!"

At the critical moment, this thought came to Nero's mind.

He subconsciously thought that the Orc Tyrant should be some kind of huge Orc boss or something like that.

But no matter what, he never thought that the legendary Orc Tyrant would be a palace - no, it was not a palace, but a legendary Titan!

Nero saw giant claws and super-heavy artillery made of steel spliced ​​on both sides of the palace, and the lower limbs were stable and sturdy cylindrical structures, and the portals and windows in the middle of the palace faintly formed the facial features of the beast.

However, this building made entirely of waste was too abstract.

So Nero failed to see his true face at first glance.

And now it is too late.

"Beast, your death is coming."

The orc tyrant let out a mocking roar, swung his left iron fist and hit Nero's head hard, then aimed the right cannon, and the dazzling beam directly pierced the spine of the radiation dragon.

Bang!

Nero staggered and fell to the ground in the shaking of the earth.

Such injuries were also quite serious for a monster of the third life level. What was worse was that the wound was covered with a special psychic field, which constantly prevented Nero's powerful vitality from taking effect, causing the wound to worsen further and bleeding.

Soon it gathered into a small lake on the ground.

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