Chapter 6 The Angel of Destruction
"The red fog has appeared."
On the outside of the gathering place of the Pureblood Tribe, on a raised rock wall that was used as a temporary fortification, the tribal leader Radoron spoke in a dull voice.
He narrowed his eyes, and his sharp eyes like a hawk swept across the endless red desert in front of him.
In front of him, in the wilderness.
Scarlet fog rose like smoke columns, more and more, until finally it became a piece, turning into a magnificent wave like a mountain, slowly rushing towards where they were at this time, with a strong sense of oppression like the end of the world.
There are many terrible disasters on Bashar II that are enough to kill people.
High concentrations of radiation, extreme high and low temperatures, mutated beasts and plants, etc., but among this series of destructive factors, the "red fog" is still the worst thing he has ever seen. It is a thick, suffocating, gravel-filled steam. Although Radoron does not know the specific reason for the formation of the red fog, it only appears on low-gravity satellite bodies such as Bashar II.
The taste of red fog is as sharp as iron and as thick as soup. They will bite the nose, trachea, and lungs like living creatures. If you are in such a disaster without wearing any protective equipment, it will only take less than 30 seconds to kill you.
Swish!
Radoron tightened the zipper of the protective suit and carefully checked to make sure there was no possible gap on his body.
"Put on this suit quickly."
He turned his head and looked at the angel standing beside him. His voice became dull and hoarse because of the full protective mask. "The arrival of the red fog will increase the concentration of radiation to hundreds of times the normal standard value in a short period of time. Even mutants will find it difficult to adapt to such a harsh environment."
Like Radoron.
The angel was also looking at the red fog like a tide in front of him.
Her beautiful face was full of solemn expressions. After hearing Radoron's words, the angel raised her head slightly and looked at the protective suit in Radoron's hand.
——It was obviously a treasure that was carefully selected.
Not only does it look new, but the leather surface is carefully coated with a layer of animal ointment, which shines in the sun. And its style is obviously one size larger than the angel's body, enough for the angel to easily stuff the wings behind it.
"Thank you."
The angel first thanked sincerely, then shook his head and rejected Radoron's kindness.
"I don't need these protective equipment. The harsh environment in the red fog can't kill me." The angel said, "Leave it to those who need it more. If we plan to leave the Blood Mountains, then these protective suits are like water and fuel. They are indispensable necessities."
"Okay-"
Radoron looked into the angel's eyes.
The pale golden eyes were full of sincerity, and there was a reason that people couldn't refuse. He carefully put the protective suit in a box not far away, and then heard the angel's voice coming again against the noisy wind, "Be careful, they are coming!"
Rumble!
Before seeing the figures of those vehicles, Radoron heard the roar of the engine first.
Then, the rolling red fog was torn apart by the sharp iron spikes and the gun barrel, and a huge modified armored vehicle roared out from the hot red fog like a violent steel behemoth.
The heavy brass tracks rotated at high speed, biting deeply into the soil. At the end of the gun barrel above, where the cockpit should have been, there was a hideous tower made of skulls and brass. Hundreds of faces twisted and howled in the hot brass, and the hideous faces were full of solidified pain.
Those skulls - the skulls of pure-blooded people, Radolon's compatriots, were forcibly cast together with molten brass when they were alive, forming such a lifelike and terrifying landscape.
"Hiss -"
Radolon breathed hard and clenched his teeth.
Forced himself to calm down.
"Fire!"
He gave the order on the intercom, and almost at the same time, dense lines of fire poured out from the high altitude of the nearby mountain wall. At the same time, the ground exploded with a loud bang, and hot flames and charred smoke gushed out in the violent explosion. The high explosives buried in the sand were detonated at this moment.
However——
It had no effect.
The hideous alien armor was extremely thick, and the solidified brass skull flashed an ominous bloody light. The tracks continued to move forward, making a creaking sound, and the terrifying skulls that opened wide seemed to be mocking the pure-blooded people's arrogance.
Creak!
After entering the shooting range.
The barrel of the heavy armored vehicle was raised, and the black hole was aimed at Radolon.
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Radolon still felt a chill penetrate his back, and goose bumps appeared all over his body. He bit his teeth tightly and tried desperately to think of a countermeasure.
Swish——
Before that possible countermeasure appeared.
The angel had already jumped out from beside Radoron, like a pure white lightning.
The gravel under her feet suddenly exploded, and her slender body jumped high, spreading her pure white wings in the air. Although those tender wings could not carry the angel to fight the storm and fly high into the sky, they could already allow her to glide for a short distance in the air.
Ta-ta-ta!
The dense tongues of fire tore through the red mist, and several alien vehicles following the heavy armored vehicles began to aim and shoot. The brass bullets with powerful kinetic energy tore through the air, leaving behind sharp and harsh white cloud marks.
Tongues of fire poured out, weaving into a dense web.
However, in Sanguinius' field of vision, the trajectory of the bullet was not impossible to judge.
Even without the help of the prophecy ability, with the original body's innate superhuman perception, it is not difficult to dodge bullets at close range in an open space.
She just made a few simple movements to adjust her posture, and the tongue of fire passed her by at the slightest distance.
at the rear.
In the eyes of Radolon and many vampire warriors.
Such quick yet elegant movements are more like dancing under the spotlight, and even more incredible things are yet to come.
Angels—angels of hope, angels of wrath, and angels of destruction—jumped out of the dense fire net and landed lightly next to the hood of the first heavily armored tank.
She leaned down slightly and grabbed the gap on the hood. The muscles on both arms suddenly tightened, and the brass was twisted by the huge force. A teeth-breaking crunching sound was heard, and hot steam gushes out from the torn cracks, like a sharp blade on the neck of an alien. A gaping wound.
Roar!
With an angry roar.
The turret on top of the alien vehicle was forcibly uprooted by the angels.
Two alien mutants with frightened faces were exposed in the air. Everyone was trembling at the destructive power displayed by the angel at this moment - some people were afraid, while others were excited.
Buzz!
The huge barrel is surrounded by angel arms.
The barrel that brought destruction now became the handle of the giant hammer, and the turret covered with brass and skull became the war hammer wielded by the angel. The huge and rugged war hammer was swung by the angel, and with the roar of the hunter, it hit a heavy armored chariot behind him with a force that was unprecedented in the world.
boom!
That chariot and the abominable mutant inside it.
It twisted, deformed, and then exploded, with flames and thick smoke spurting out from every gap.
Radolon heard the roar, and every warrior of the Vampire tribe was roaring, inspired by a divine power. Fear and despair were swept away, and he launched a fearless charge towards the ferocious mutants who were standing there.
"These damn bastards, this doesn't fit into my battle plan!"
Radolon grinned and cursed in his mind.
But when he smashed the head of a mutant, he was shocked to realize that before he knew it, he had charged to the forefront of the battlefield.