Chapter 426 The Battle of Genocide

A sea of ​​red fire swept across, and the Dragon Tooth Soldiers, wearing heavy armor and riding wild beasts, rushed into the infinite circuit along the huge tree roots.

As the core of the Arkworld ship, Infinite Loop naturally has strong self-defense capabilities. A series of translucent figures walked out of the scarlet light. They were powerful warriors who had fallen in the craft world ship in the past. They were summoned at this moment and condensed into entities under the power of the infinite circuit. They faced the Dragon Tooth Soldiers without fear of death. Rush away.

laugh!

The Dragon Tooth Soldiers are Garon's most elite followers.

Every time Galleon grows and acquires new talents, the Dragon Tooth Soldier will be strengthened with similar effects.

Now Garen can compete with the God King head-on, and the Dragon Tooth Soldiers have grown to a terrifying level, especially after gathering in a certain number, they are even more irresistible.

They galloped across the crimson plains, invincible.

Even the most elite ancestors of the gods reappeared in time, but they were unable to resist and were turned into ashes by the scarlet fire.

The Infinite Loop is a vast red wilderness, with countless huge prismatic crystal towers standing in it. Bright beams of light bloom from the crystal towers, transporting vast energy to every corner of the Ark World.

"Go away, you despicable bastards!"

The ill-tempered Fire Angel Ri Yao appeared on the plain. Facing the Dragon Tooth Soldiers charging towards him, he just waved casually.

Radiation like fire appeared out of thin air, gathered into a huge fireball, then rumbled over and exploded above the head of the radiation army.

The fire angel withdrew his gaze.

In his opinion, the evolvers of the third life level are similar to ants.

It can be trampled to death at will with one kick.

In the rage just now, the large-scale attack had been carried out with all its strength, and there was no way that army could survive.

laugh!

However, the cold, stinging feeling in his chest brought his thoughts back to reality.

A huge black dragon shadow appeared in the sky above the Radiation Legion.

The phantom was thousands of meters tall, like a huge mountain rumbling past. He spread his wings and roared silently. The flames across the battlefield spread out to the left and right as if meeting a king.

The commander-in-chief, Kadoze, stood above Nero.

He stepped forward to support himself, twisting his waist and exaggerating the muscles on his body, maintaining a throwing posture.

The spear that was supposed to appear in his hand had already penetrated into the Fire Angel's chest, piercing from the front and out from the back, and the blood from the wound continued to shoot out.

"How can it be?"

The Fire Angel's face was slightly distorted, not sure if it was because of pain or shame.

He was already surprisingly angry, waving his hands and hitting Kadoze with his fists, but Kadoze showed no fear in the face of the archangel's wrath.

"Under the light of God the Father, I will eliminate all enemies!"

He strode forward.

He also raised his hand and punched Kadoze, colliding with him.

A huge ring of fire appeared out of thin air and spread rapidly. In this real collision, Kadoze was not at a disadvantage.

And on another battlefield.

The special reaction force of the Wangjing City Operations Section has joined forces with the Beast Legion and the Holy Army to attack the fire control defense center.

The Ark World Ship is a giant building hundreds of kilometers long, and each hall in it is as vast and natural as the real landform. At this time, General Dingyan was marching in a simulated grassland environment. He was riding a scarlet Tibetan Mastiff, and he was walking quickly through the vast wilderness. Like scarlet lightning, the thatch that was as tall as a person around him fell to the ground in an instant. There is a long corridor.

There are also storm guards and small groups of patrollers ambushing in the grassland.

But the current Protoss is just like humans at the end of the Golden Age, outnumbered, surrounded by enemies, smoke and war.

Even if an elite veteran of the Protoss at the third life level with thousands of years of combat experience emerges from the grass, once discovered, dozens of real-level evolvers will attack at the same time, drowning him in the torrent of destructive chaos. .

Click!

General Dingyan's body swelled.

The arms covered with spiked iron armor were intertwined like giant pythons, and they suddenly closed in the middle.

He crushed a dimensional spider flashing in front of him into minced meat, with red and white brains and broken bones scattered everywhere.

He was getting ready to move on.

The vast black screen blocked the way forward, and the dark angel Gracia with a hot figure and dark red hair walked out of it, her emerald green pupils full of anger and violence.

"You actually dare to desecrate the land of the gods!"

This grassland was moved directly from her hometown. Whenever she was not feeling well, she would come here to take a walk and relax.

but now.

The grassland from my hometown was completely destroyed.

There was blood and broken bones everywhere, and the aftermath of the battle shook up the entire land.

"When the world of Terraria was destroyed, we were a thousand times angrier than you!" General Dingyan had a cruel and joyful smile on his face, "Now, the same thing is finally your turn."

"Tit for tooth! Blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

After becoming extremely angry, Gracia calmed down.

She looked down at the army in front of her with cold eyes. The burgundy hair was flashing with sizzling electric light. The black mist filled the air behind her, as if there were monsters baring their teeth and claws inside, bringing huge pressure like a mountain.

Phew!

Flames tore through the night sky.

A thousand-meter-long fiery phoenix circled past, the night was burning, and even Gracia's face showed a violent look.

Youdu's graceful figure walked out of the sea of ​​fire, and she gently stepped on the top of Black Phoenix's head. Although his body is slightly slender and weak, standing in the void, he has the aura of a great master.

"When facing darkness, use fire..."

Youdu spread his fingers and slowly pushed forward.

A huge black lotus of flames bloomed behind her, growing bigger and bigger until it enveloped the entire world.

…

Outside the Craftworld.

White Wolf and Brunhil stood side by side on a huge meteorite, looking at everything happening on the Craftworld ship in the distance.

After the initial attack broke down the barrier and opened a passage, Brunhil and White Wolf did not continue to attack. Instead, he chose to stay where he was and wait for the next opportunity to come.

The Eldar craftworld resembles a giant drop of water.

The tip of the water droplet is where the infinite loop is located, and the rounder and larger end is where the central control facility, fire control defense system, internal circulation system and other infrastructure are installed.

Willow, the Athas Legion, and the rest of the army descended from the Infinite Loop and attacked the power center of the Craftworld ship.

Such an attack can paralyze the Arkworld in a short period of time.

But if you want to completely destroy it, it will lose its fighting ability. This little damage is not enough. We must find a way to destroy the brain of the Arkworld, which is the main control room.

Although on the surface, the Terraria World Alliance has the upper hand.

But the most important part of this war, God King Kalundia, is still full of uncertainty.

All they can do is to end the war here as soon as possible and return to the world of Terraria to support Adam, Jamia and other templates. Time is also extremely precious to White Wolf.

Bang!

Just when Bai Lang was waiting anxiously.

The Arkworld ship suddenly began to shake slightly, and a huge hole appeared at its waist, with billowing black smoke spreading from it.

For the Arkworld, the damage, which was only three hundred meters in diameter, was not particularly serious. But the terrible thing is that with the destruction of the central energy pipeline, the energy deflection shield on the surface of the Ark World began to gradually dissipate. From the beginning to the end of the explosion, in just ten seconds, the entire huge Ark World seemed to be stripped naked. Exposed in the subspace like a little white sheep, countless malicious eyes immediately noticed this battlefield.

"It was Sister Youdu who took action!"

Brunhil was pleasantly surprised. She clenched the spear Kungunir in her hand and turned to the white wolf, "The next thing depends on you. I will protect you!"

"Um!"

The white wolf nodded and shook his fluffy hair.

Her huge silver body gradually tightened, her head raised high, and she let out an ancient and vast roar.

A circle of twisted and huge ripples suddenly exploded from the white wolf's body like lightning.

The ripples expanded rapidly, and in a matter of seconds, they spread to hundreds of thousands of square kilometers in the surrounding area.

The omnipresent malice in the subspace was affected by the wolf's roar and almost turned into reality. Countless dark cracks appeared crookedly around the craft world.

There are ghostly star eaters, swarms of huge man-eating sharks, and an almost endless number of muscular and solemn-faced doo-doo rabbits.

The strength of these subspace beings may not be particularly strong.

The discipline is indescribable. Even the white wolf cannot control the actions of these creatures. It can only roughly mark the difference between enemies and friends.

Despite their many shortcomings, the advantage of these subspace beings is that they are numerous and fearless of death. They gathered in groups, surrounding the Craftworld fleet like hyenas chasing prey, looking for weakly defended areas, and then launched a deadly sneak attack.

Most of the armies of the Protoss have rushed to the Infinite Loop to fight with the main forces such as the Radiation Legion and the Extraordinary Beast Legion.

Including archangel-level evolvers, they also encountered difficult opponents.

At this time, most of the people scattered in the rest of the craft world are civilians and researchers. However, thanks to the long life of the Gods and their unique spiritual talents.

This powerful tribe can be described as all the people are soldiers.

Almost all the protoss can master at least one combat skill. They are skilled in marksmanship, and how to freely operate various war machines is a required course.

So, even if it happens suddenly.

These irregular combatants still organized defense measures with amazing efficiency in a short period of time.

And successfully withstood the first two and three waves of attacks.

Such results can be said to be quite astonishing, but the victory is short-lived. The huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves makes the defeat of the Protoss militia inevitable.

After briefly repelling the enemy, before they could cheer and celebrate, a more ferocious attack came again. This time, the enemy is no longer the mindless man-eating shark or the weak-minded mutated rabbit, but the real master of subspace - the devil!

When a 30-meter-tall Khorne demon appeared in the Craftworld ship, the fear engraved deep in the genes was completely activated.

The big demon ruthlessly tore apart the crude defense measures organized by the protoss militia, and then began to slaughter crazily. No matter men, women or children, they all died under the cold blade of the devil.

In less than ten minutes.

The originally smooth, tidy and technologically advanced Arkworld turned into a bloody slaughterhouse.

"Things seem to be getting a little out of control."

Bai Lang stared at the tragedy that happened in the Arkworld and frowned.

The appearance of the big demon was not the White Wolf's original intention. Those crazy guys could not control it at all. Once they appeared on the battlefield, they would attack regardless of friend or foe. When there is no trouble, the devil is trouble. When there is trouble, the devil makes the trouble even more troublesome.

White Wolf's talent of holy bones gave her the essence of subspace.

But it is a pity that White Wolf spent most of his time in the Terraria world bubble after entering the fourth life level.

He didn't know much about his subspace talent. This was the first time White Wolf used his full strength in the war against the gods. He never thought that he would summon the big demon from the subspace.

"The gods are a naturally psychic race, and their souls are the most delicious tonic for demons."

Brunhil noticed the strangeness in the white wolf's mood and comforted him, "It's probably not because of your talent that they came."

"maybe!"

Bai Lang nodded and said nothing.

She evolved from an undead creature, but her personality is not extreme. Instead, she can be described as kind.

White Wolf felt a little uncomfortable when the civilians of the Protoss were slaughtered in front of her, but war was like this, and killing them all was the greatest respect for a civilization.

"It was you who destroyed my home!"

Boom!

Silver-white thunder as thick as a mountain fell from the sky. White Wolf and Brunhil subconsciously avoided it, and the meteorite they were originally standing on was completely shattered in the thunder.

Stepping on the lightning and striding forward, was a young man who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

He was wearing black leather pants and his upper body was naked. His hair, eyebrows and pupils were all bright silver, and his slightly childish face carried the anger and majesty of a god.

"Thunder Angel."

Brunhil recognized the boy's origins.

Among the seven archangels of the God Clan, Thunder Angel is the youngest, but his strength is second only to the two archangels of light and shadow.

The strength of his talent is evident. Even the God King Calendia is quite fond of this youngest angel. He rarely leaves the Craftworld ship, and even the Thunder Angel did not appear during the last battle on the Holy Mountain.

But now, the Ark world is crumbling, and demons are killing the bodies of the people of the gods and devouring their souls.

No matter what, Thunder Angel cannot continue to hide.

"Why! We have worked so hard and tried our best, we just want to survive! But why do you have to destroy our home!"

The boy roared loudly and exploded with lightning.

Brunhil moved forward slowly, and the silver-white radiation condensed into exquisite armor on her tall and fit body.

Compared to the young man's anger, Brunhil, who had already experienced death once, was much calmer: "We are just returning one thousand percent of the pain you have inflicted on us to you.

In the river system, survival is a luxury.

So, if you want to live and protect your people, then fight until the last moment of your life! "17281/10411923