"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~"

Amid the bursts of explosions, thousands of mechas were blown up on the spot in the Black Wind Valley Slaughter Square. The wreckage of mechas in the entire slaughter square had been piled up on three layers, with flames everywhere, thick smoke, blood, minced meat, and mecha coolant flowing everywhere, and the whole scene of doomsday coming.

But this is just a game. This cruelty not only does not make players retreat, but instead stimulates the fanaticism in the hearts of every player.

Countless mecha warriors, ordinary, elite, and violent levels were shouting wildly, charging desperately. The mecha exploded, and returned to the base to recharge star coins to buy a new one. When the comrade died, he rushed up the wreckage of his comrades.

There is no retreat, only forward!

In this fanaticism, the president of the God Emperor Guild, the God Emperor Guild, is one of the few commanders who remain calm. He hid behind a temporary fortification composed of more than a dozen defensive mechas, and calmly looked through the gaps of the mechas and observed the defensive arrangements of the Slaughter Fortress.

"There are 23 of 30 giant high-frequency proton cannons. The speed of elite demon mechas outside the fortress has dropped by at least twice as quickly as the beginning. The massacre should be about to appear."

"Kill~"

"The fortress exploded!"

"Fuck the slaughter to death!"

A deafening shout came from his ears, which did not affect the Divine Lord at all. He calmly contacted the elite members of his guild: "Group 1 to 10, each group member reported the team's damage to the team."

"There is 20% loss in one group, and there are 800 mecha warriors left."

"The two groups lost 27% of the battle."

"The three groups lost 33% of the battle."

"4 groups of combat losses..."

...........

The God Demon quickly counted the battle losses and found that there were about 7,000 mecha warriors alive in his guild, and the fallen members were also constantly resurrecting and rushed over from the Emerald Stone Base.

After weighing the pros and cons, he said: "The proton cannon is about to explode. The gate of the Slayer Fortress will be opened later. According to the official information, the next wave of the Slayer Deliver will appear should be the most elite blood-armored slaughter under the Slayer Diliver. Don't be anxious later. Let those ordinary players go up and test their combat power first."

"I understand, head."

"Yes, President."

The team leaders responded one after another.

About 5 minutes later, there was only a "boom" sound, and the last giant high-frequency proton cannon on the Slayer Fortress was submerged under the fire of countless players.

The demon artillery fire in the slaughter square disappeared instantly. The Earth warriors cheered loudly and rushed towards the gate of the Slaughter Fortress. They attacked the mechas at a long range without hesitation for their ammunition and attacked the gate of the Slaughter Fortress like crazy.

Under countless artillery fire, the α force field light that protected the slaughter fortress slowly dimmed. After about ten minutes, the α force field light only left a layer as thin as a cicada's wing, and was about to be broken through.

"Boom~~bang~~~~bang~~~~~" A huge sound came from the gate of the Slayer Fortress. The gate was 50 meters high, more than 60 meters wide, and 3 meters thick. It was made of black iron (a special iron alloy), and it was opening bit by bit.

The God-Director immediately said: "The Blood Armor Slaughter is about to appear, retreat one after another, to prevent the artillery fire from suppressing the opponent when the appearance of the dike."

All the members of the Gods Guild retreated, but those ordinary players did not have so many concerns. Most of them just came to join in the fun. At this time, not only did they not retreat, but they also kept rushing forward, rushing forward, fearing that others would rob the first, and they could not rush into the Slaughter Fortress first.

Some mecha warriors also realized the danger, but the general trend was to rush forward, and they could only follow the flow and could not retreat at all.

"Silly Earthlings, taste my anger." The voice of the Slayer Diliver suddenly sounded in the fortress speakers. With the thunderous roar, the gate of the Slayer Fortress opened.

"Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~"

At this moment, three-wheeled spiral laser volleys appeared in the fortress gate. Each volley consisted of thousands of purple-black lasers as thick as a child's arms. The laser flowed into the tide and instantly hit an ordinary player squeezing at the fortress gate.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom" These ordinary mechas can withstand such intensity laser shooting, and are directly exploded. The explosion flames are raised more than 30 meters high.

After three rounds of volleys, at least 30,000 mechas were exploded. The obstacles at the fortress gate were immediately cleared, leaving only countless charred mecha wreckages.

Immediately afterwards, the first group of blood armor slaughterers appeared.

The number of these slaughterers exceeded 2,000, all of them were defensive, huge, 11 meters tall, thick armored, and the light of an alpha force field flowed on the surface. They appeared neatly, and then charged forward at the same time, with their movements consistent, and rushed forward like an invincible chariot.

The God-Drug immediately shouted: "Be careful, it is the elite defensive mecha in the upper stage, all equipped with an alpha force field, unable to compete with the enemy, avoid the edge!"

When the order was issued, he himself retreated wildly. He was a violent mecha, which could deal with 3 or 4 such mechas at the same time, but 2,000 units charged together, and he did not dare to block his attack.

What's more, Diliver, the massacre, has not yet appeared, and he must retain his useful body and fight Diliver with all his strength.

The blood-armored slaughter legion charge was unimaginable. In front of ordinary mecha warriors, they were the wild tsunami that hit the coast, almost destroying the slaughtering the players back.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" Countless players' mechas exploded, but the blood armor slaughter lost only a few.

At this time, the number of players rushing into the slaughter square exceeded 200,000, but in the face of the charge of the Blood Armored Slaughter, so many players could not stop it. The Earth mecha warriors in the slaughter square were actually at a tendency to be cleared.

The God-Director was frightened and immediately said, "Don't be stingy in the range attack, and first clear out these slaughterers!"

The presidents of other guilds also saw the horror of the Blood Armor Slaughter and issued orders similar to the God-Drug. These guilds brought elite mecha warriors. After receiving the order, all long-range attack mechas began to fight back in an organized manner.

"Peng!Peng!Peng..." Large rail cannons, rapid-fire laser cannons, sniper laser cannons, countless bright lines flashing over the battlefield, intertwining into a web of death.

The blood-armored slaughter's charge was finally suppressed, and the casualties began to accelerate.

The battle began to slowly fall toward the earth.

However, this is not the only group of blood-armored chargers. After the defense model, there are also charge warrior models, assassin models, and long-range attack models.

Although the defensive aircraft offensive was suppressed, they had cleared enough battlefield space. Subsequently, other types of blood armor slaughterers rushed out of the fortress, with a number of up to 5,000.

Although these 5,000 Slaughter Mechas have different types, they also have unified characteristics, that is, they are all elites in the upper stage and all have α force field protection.

Under the protection of the α force field, even the fragile long-range attack mecha temporarily has similar defense capabilities as the defensive mecha.

This is like a tiger with wings.

Under the attack of these 5,000 slaughter mechas, the situation in the slaughter square once again tilted towards the demons, and this time it was irreversible!

15 minutes later, the Xingtian mecha of the God-Drug was besieged by 13 blood armor chargers and was beaten on the spot. When he died, the blood armor slaughterer fell down half, while the players in the slaughter square were only two or three big cats.

The God-Director was sweating profusely, which was beyond his expectations.

"Damn, the boss of the slaughter this time is a bit fierce. Brothers, run away from the corpse, all the mecha loss guilds are reimbursed, we use the human sea tactic to kill them!"

"Good!"

"Run!"

"Fuck the demon dog to death!"

The game is just a game. The players who had just been wiped out quickly organized an offensive and charged again at the slaughter square.

The God-Director urged: "Speed ​​speed, otherwise the monsters on the channel opened in front will be refreshed."

Players can make a comeback, and NPCs can also use the refreshing move to regroup. If they really want to refresh, then all the previous sacrifices will be in vain.

After another charge, although the number of players was much less than the previous one, only about 50,000 or 60,000, the number of blood armor slaughterers was finally limited. About 10 minutes later, a "boom" sounded, and the last blood armor slaughter was blown up, and the player had about 3,000 mechas left, and all of them were elite.

"Earth men, you have successfully angered me!" The voice of the massacre Diliver sounded again in the Slaughter Fortress.

With this sound, nine mechas of different shapes walked out of the gate of the Slayer Fortress. Each mecha was covered with a rich purple-black light, especially the one in the middle was the most radiant.

The God-Director's heart trembled and he was full of energy: "Come, Diliver, the slaughter, and his eight guards!"

At this moment, Zhang Yuan sent Major Fang Mo and other soldiers back to the safety of the Dream Forest. He looked at the time and it was already 11:30.

In half an hour, the massacres will be exploded.

"Major Fang Mo, I'm here to send it. The battle in Black Wind Valley is very fierce. I must rush to support it."

"Go, Warriors!"

Zhang Yuan saluted silently and turned around and drove the Blue Swordsman 2.3 toward the Black Wind Valley.

When he ran out less than 100 meters, the voice of the master's mind sounded in his mind: "The master successfully rescued the mine guards, the process was perfect, with a violent point +20."

"The master currently has a 32 brutal points."

"Why is it 20 points? I defeated the blood demon who was violently in the lower section. The more you go, the more you go, the more you go, it should be 80 points, right?" Zhang Yuan was stunned when he heard this.

"Master, the combat reward is evaluated based on real combat power, not the game rank. The same mecha you used just now was the Furious Lower Section, and already has the Furious Lower Section combat power."

"Oh~~" Zhang Yuan could not refute. Although he was a little disappointed, he thought about it. The massacre was in the previous section of the rage. If he could defeat him perfectly, there would be 60 rewards. In addition, the rewards he received to deal with the monsters along the way were not much different from the expectations of 120 rage points.

Thinking of this, he felt balanced.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yuan decisively used 20 points to strengthen, so the total number of points he used to strengthen was more than 85 points.

"Master brain, what is the maximum overload I can bear now?"

“39g”

"If you drive the Blue Swordsman 2.3 with all your strength, how much is the overload protection consumption?"

“0.4 per second, lasting 30 seconds.”

This value is basically the same as Zhang Yuanying's thought. It is enough to deal with the massacre Diliver in 30 seconds.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan accelerated his pace again and ran towards the Black Wind Valley.

His move immediately made the live broadcast room start to burn.

"The Sword God will definitely ignite the slaughter in the previous section of the violent slaughter. If you don't say anything, you will give me a reward and wait for the passion to collide!"

"Oh, look, the God Lord was exploded by the slaughter, and he was running away from the corpse!"

"Hey, it's true that the God-Director runs through corpses so slowly. Do you think the Sword God will kill the slaughter alone?"

"Dream, you, although the Sword God is powerful, Diliver, the massacre, is a super elite template. The operation completely exceeds the limits of human beings. How can one person get rid of it?"
Chapter completed!