The composite armor that can withstand the cannon's fire was hit by mucus, corroding and melting at a speed that is discernible to the naked eye, and big holes appear.

Robert never expected that except for those canine-shaped creatures with fangs and claws, the big guy wrapped in a thick shell in front of him had already sneaked into the hinterland of his own battle formation, but no one knew about it.

A broken-legged soldier held two broken grenades in his arms and tried to pull one or two aliens to die together. As a result, the thunder exploded and he died. The guy as big as a car just shook his body, pressing the shrapnel embedded in the shell, and continued to spit out mucus at the armored vehicle next to him.

Robert was lucky because the cockroach focused his attack on the vehicle of the garrison and did not pursue individual soldiers like him who retreated from the front line.

Apart from those dog-shaped creatures, there is another terrifying thing that is chasing the deserter. During the run, he watched the five soldiers gathered together and retreated while fighting and retreating, being hit by an object that was moving in a rolling form, turning into a dark green fountain.

The Holy Cult Army-level power armor that can withstand rifles and bullets was melted into iron slag in just a few breaths. It is conceivable what the people inside will end up with.

As he approached the collapse of the palace wall, he subconsciously stopped and did not swarm like the soldiers in front of him to fight for the escape path.

Such a move saved his life, and with the vision provided by the camera lens behind him, he saw the green crawler moving in a scrolling form again.

No, they should not be described as reptiles. Compared to the arthropods that I think can be killed with one foot, their bodies are as big as a bull.

Robert originally wanted to speak out to warn the people ahead to disperse, but for some reason, he finally chose to remain silent.

Then, he watched two poisonous worms roll across the grass and through the craters, and under the cover of the black bee tide, they hit the crowded abortion.

There was a bang and a bang-like acid liquid fell from the sky, poured on the human body, on the ground, on the palace walls...

The Holy Cult Army-level power armor was like a rotten wood. In an instant, it was riddled with holes, accompanied by the hissing sound of strong acid corroding the human body, Robert heard some screams intermittently.

The cortex of the palace wall fell off, and the walls on both sides of the collapsed mouth collapsed.

The green grass has disappeared, and only blood mixed with white foam can be seen flowing along the corners of the wall.

Robert emerged from behind a scrapped armored vehicle and left the palace area at a very fast speed from the newly collapsed palace walls to enter the slope that devoured three rows of long lives.

Before entering the other side of the palace wall, he felt that this was a death zone. At this moment, he no longer thought so. Compared to the situation inside the palace wall, what is the scene on the slope?

whoosh...swosh...swosh...

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

The sound of rockets whistling by and explosion woke him up. With the vision formed by the two bee swarms, he saw a dog bear command vehicle being penetrated by a missile falling from the sky, and a ball of flames exploded in an instant, swallowing the entire vehicle body.

The command vehicle was clearly guarding against three air defense rockets, but they were still destroyed by rockets falling from the sky. This is really unacceptable.

"Are those annoying black clouds causing trouble?" Robert ran and looked up at the sky. Fortunately, the bee swarm gathered on the battlefield inside the palace wall and the edge of the command vehicle. There were only a few sparse strands on the slope, which could not completely block the light falling from the sky. So he saw three turbine helicopters killing the command unit of the garrison one by one under the nose of the air defense missile vehicle.

This battle...can't be fought anymore.

He clenched the two fragmented grenades in his palm and continued to run towards the woods outside the battlefield. The rifle bullets would not have any effect on the enemy at all. Even the most powerful fragmented grenade in his hand only left a few scars on the group of non-human creatures. Although he knew that such resistance was meaningless, the fragmented grenade in his palm still gave him some courage - the courage to escape.

After the command vehicle was destroyed, those air defense missile vehicles were killed one by one, and even roars came from the plains on the other side of the woods.

Robert continued to run, and when he reached the area where the third row of the long line died, he stopped again, as a terrible scene was happening in front of him.

One bulge after another appeared on the grass that was ravaged by war and blood, and the gray soil fell down.

He thought it was the kind of creature that was wrapped in a thick shell and could spit out acid, but unfortunately it was not. The one who drilled the ground was a long and sharp thorn. Those who ran in front of him fell one after another and were stabbed into hornet's nests by the tundish thorns.

Blood emerges from the holes in the power armor. Sometimes things that drill out from the ground will turn them over, and then tick them on the back after tying the front. Plasma, minced meat, and metal fragments scatter all over the ground, dyeing the entire area blood-red.

Robert's hands were shaking, his body was shaking, and his gums were shaking.

Two fragmented grenades rolled to the ground and were stained with blood spreading to the feet.

He suddenly remembered something he talked about when he was talking to his elder brother a few days ago...

To be honest, he hated talking to the guy who entered the Presbyterian hospital because his parents always talked about that person and taught him as a role model.

There is no doubt that this made him very upset, but it was difficult to break up due to the relationship between brothers and sisters, so he chose to maintain such a brotherly relationship that was not close or far away. Seriously, the four-eyed man who was in the same family photo with him did not even have the intimacy of his comrades living in the same room.

There is a saying that men have the most reliable friendship between classmates, comrades, and the relationship between them is the most reliable. He has fought with comrades in the same room, suffered the same hardship, and played with the same woman. Compared to the elder brother who only knows how to study and work, he is more like a real brother.

He had become accustomed to everything here, indulging in the beautiful life that the king's power benefits, and becoming increasingly alienated from his family.

So, when he answered the phone and hanged up the phone, he kept perfunctory about the man, listening to the other party telling him about interesting things that happened in the hospital like a gossipy girl.

The interesting things in the other party's eyes came to him, and they were just a bunch of useless nonsense.

Of course, even though I was too lazy to listen to the man's long-winded words and did not put the content of the conversation into my heart, at this moment, I still recalled a clip of the conversation.

His elder brother once said in a gloating tone that the respected mayor of Gangadas was cut off the lower part with a sword. It is said that... the person who started was Tang Fang. Then he changed to a serious tone. He told him to be careful recently. The situation in "Khanos" has become very subtle, and try not to cause trouble at this moment, so as not to cause disaster for himself.

He really hates this pretentious preaching heart-to-heart talk.

The call ended unhappily.

Although there have been turbulent moments recently, there are rumors that both princes, Jiaspa and Linova, died under Tang Fang, but he still doesn't believe that the guy who is not a few years older than him has enough courage and energy to do this series of events.

For people with great reputation, their actual talent and virtue are often difficult to match their reputation.

He always believed that the young man named Tang was the old man Henrietta who deliberately picked it up to fight against His Majesty the King, and it was a bad tip of the gun. But after experiencing what happened today, he no longer thought so.

The garrison troops, the internal affairs agents, including the few remaining black warrior guards, either became lunch meat in the mouth of the swarm, or turned into a defeated soldier, retreating thousands of miles.

If this is the power of "morning star casting", it would not be difficult to kill His Majesty the King.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly widened: "He...he wouldn't really kill His Majesty the King."

In fact, not only Robert stopped in front of that spike hell, but many people stopped in time and did not enter the ocean of death. Some people were still using communication equipment to call helicopters or shuttles for support.

Two smoke dragons drew spiral trajectories in the air, and finally burst into a fireball with a bang. The woodpecker-level armed shuttle turned into countless fire-bearing fragments, falling into the flesh and blood hell in front of him like raindrops.

This is the best response to the request for help.

Some people put their hopes on armed vehicles and wait for the armored vehicles to arrive so that they can get out of this dangerous place by car.

Robert planned so too, but when a grizzly armored vehicle rushed out of the swarm and approached and many people began to shout hello to stop the car, he seemed to hear a very weird sound.

"Moo, moo.moo...the cows from the Mogaole Prairie..."

A black shadow fell from the sky, and with a thud, it shook the black soil and shriveled grass into the sky.

Many people were so scared that they lay on the ground, thinking that it might be a bomb, and some people thought that the aircraft was shot down, and they observed a silence for the pilot in their hearts.

Only Robert saw it clearly. It was neither a bomb nor a wreckage of an aircraft, but... a cow? a cow in power armor?!

He, who has never taken God seriously, couldn't help but shout, "Jesus is above."

Is this true? Or is he dreaming? How could a cow appear on the battlefield?

The key is that this big bull, which is a little taller than the grizzly armored vehicle, can actually walk upright, covered with heavy power armor on the outside, holding a large assault rifle in his hand, the axe blade at the front flashed silver, making the cold air.

The Tauren fell from the sky with a gun and entered this world covered by war. It was an incredible thing in itself. What was even more unacceptable is that there was a bare-butt fishman standing on its shoulder, and he also held a gun in his hand, but it was much smaller, only the size of a palm.

Taurus + Fishman? What kind of combination is this?!

Robert has read some fantasy novels and is very clear that elves, taurens, fishmen, magicians, etc. are just products created by humans based on their imagination and do not really exist.

However, the scene that happened before him subverted his long-standing worldview.

When he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, the Taurus did something that everyone could not imagine. He used his butt to overturn the grizzly armored vehicle, and then said in human language: "Mimble you, milk you, milk you, milk you... I'm a bull, not a cow, nor a cow."

The fishman standing on the right shoulder of the Tauren said a string of obscure notes.

The Tauren's nostrils spurted a white air: "Just this time."

The fishman stood in the middle of the photovoltaic energy tower, raised his head and chest, and looked majestic like a general.

In the next breath, two dazzling arcs were stimulated by left and right photovoltaic energy towers, and they also contacted the fishman's body.

The light radiation swept around, and the bees on the slope fled out as if frightened. The jaw-dropping little thing was not made into a good grilled fish fillet by the electric current. Instead, it took a long time to take a sip of opium and... No, the whole fish was in full spirit. The fins on the back stood upright, and a blue light burst out from it.

Not only Robert suspected that he was dreaming, but the others generally had the same idea.

Who would have thought that such a pair of living treasures would suddenly appear on the battlefield where blood and fire were intertwined. For a moment, people forgot the dangerous environment ahead. The laser gun that was in a daze until the fishman's hand burst out with dazzling light, and easily sent a soldier wearing the power armor of the Holy Cult Army to the West.

The little guy was inspired to jump up and down the huge body of a tauren like a monkey, pouring the beam of death onto the soldiers, and making a whimpering sound.

A contemptuous expression appeared on the Tauren's face: "How many times have I said it. I'm not a flagpole. Don't be too old and go crazy on me... Bastard!"

This sarcasm did not relieve the tension of the soldiers around them, but instead woke many people up. Looking at the grizzly armored vehicle with the chassis facing up from behind the Taurus' butt, and the gun it was holding in his arms... Oh no, it was that cannon and his companions who fell under the laser light like cutting wheat, they finally realized that this was a cruel reality, not a dream bubble.

The soldiers were about to fight back, and at this moment, the big bull wrapped in a layer of iron did something incredible. Its body sank slightly, like a thunderbolt, jumping up from the ground with a whoosh and disappearing from sight.

What a joke, it actually jumped up in tank-like power armor. This is in "Cabreto", not a space environment, and a powerful gravitational field. How could it jump so high?

Because of the bee colony, the soldiers did not know how high it jumped, but it must have exceeded the height of the human body anyway. They also did not know where it jumped until a shaking like an earthquake came from their feet, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Robert had just stabilized his body and saw a fire hit the grizzly armored vehicle not far away trying to get through the level, and the tracks and suspension systems were directly scrapped.

Before he could express his feelings, a figure passed by his eyes and fell into the death zone ahead with a bang, and was penetrated by nails that rushed out from the ground.

Only then did he notice that it was a man, just like him, a soldier wearing Holy Cult Army-level power armor.

Hundreds of kilograms were thrown out like a stone thrown away?

Robert's good luck seemed to have come to an end, and thoughts flashed through his mind. A mountain-like shadow broke through the barrier of bee swarm, and with the strong wind and roar, it was suppressed.

He had no weapons in his hand, and the incident happened so quickly that he had no time to react. A powerful force was applied to his chest.

There was a crisp sound, it was the sound of the steel frame breaking.

The force spread to the entire body under the action of buffering materials, but it still inevitably hurt his internal organs.

Robert coughed out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with internal organ fragments, dyeing the mask bright red.

His body suffered serious internal injuries, but his consciousness was very clear, and he knew that his body had flew up, and was then held by something thick and powerful, and threw it into the sky with force.
To be continued...