It's too late, we must act now.

The dimensional blade had just been withdrawn halfway, but Angron, who was tied up with a black rope in the formation, turned his attention to Bunker Hill. He seemed to have discovered the weakness of the formation, and increased the intensity of his struggle. At the same time, Angron's lips

It moves slightly, as if it is saying something.

What was he talking about? Essex thought eagerly as the dimensional blade was unsheathed, and in the dazzling green light, the souls of hundreds of Skaven were swimming with the blade.

"Shu Jinnuo..."

At this moment, a bounty hunter suddenly appeared in a hidden place in the forest. He wore a black skull helmet, held a six-gun rune gun in his hand, and wore a breastplate given by the goddess of war.

It's a white noble shirt and blue leather pants.

Master Bounty Hunter, one of the only three strong men in the Sanctuary in Tyrell, and Angron's former teammate Brenner, appeared. He spit out the cigarette in his mouth and raised the blazing gun.

"Noon has arrived!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang~"

Six rune bullets, six facial expressions, and six spitting tongues of fire.

The Skaven Disaster Lord Bunker Hill was shot six times in the back of the head! He didn't even have time to scream and was killed on the spot.

A corner of the triangle formation had collapsed. Angron and Brenner looked at each other, and the original body's face showed joy. He exerted force again, and the black cord exploded. Essex and Shangri-La suffered backlash, vomiting blood almost at the same time, and became depressed.

Too bad!

Angron didn't give them another chance. He walked up with a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, it will be over soon. My skills are very good and it won't hurt much."

"Ding~" The dimensional blade and the black sword collided together, creating sparks.

The battle in the forest soon began.

Then it was over quickly.

At the same time, the battle on the Jean City side is also continuing.

Tritus-fear of the tail indicates a lot of pressure.

With those three corn cobs standing there, there is no way to attack Jean City!

After fighting for two and a half hours, the corpses of the Skaven piled up in mountains, but not a single Skaven stepped into the city of Jean. Although the three corncobs did not take the initiative to attack, they were stuck like this.

The city gate prevents the Ratmen from catching any chance.

If Tritus-Weiwei didn't want to lose the grinning clan army here, it knew that it had to consider retreating matters.

Rather than make up his mind, the cunning Skaven Warlord found Ict-Claw resting in a Wheel of Destruction.

"No, we cannot retreat. This is the will of the Horned Rat God, his will!" Skaven's chief engineer, Ict-Claw, said feebly, and it was still insisting.

"But we can't defeat those golden armored things, they are too strong, too strong!" Tritus-Dreadtail stared at Ict-Claw, as if looking for possible flaws.

"That won't work either." Ictor-Claw thought for a moment and finally made up his mind. It took off the submersible mobile phone from the Wheel of Destruction and connected the phone from behind.

"West, lead the Essien assassins out, go out."

"Rat warpstone tanks attack!"
Chapter completed!