.One Hundred and Twelve, **Spray! The most anti-aircraft weapon in history

The flames ran through four times and the black smoke rolled.

In the center of Xiangrui, there seemed to be a crater that was spraying suddenly, with the embers with Mars thrown out from it by heat waves, turning everyone on the deck into a living beggar, and screaming with scalding.

The latest anti-aircraft guns with beautiful and smooth appearance have been twisted into a pile of twists by the high temperature of melting metal. Even though the porters around were lucky enough to die, they were turned into terrifying human-shaped fire balls by the white phosphorus incendiary bombs, stumbled through the choking smoke, running in the fire, bursts of heart-wrenching wails.

Most of them could not wait for their colleagues to rescue them, and eventually they could only fall down in convulsions and turn into an unrecognizable pool of coke, which also made the fire spread more and more widespread. Although Feili used hardening magic to temporarily reinforce the surface of the battleship, the wood after the temporary metallization was still wood and would still burn in high temperatures.

What's even more fatal is that under the threat of close-range explosion of shells, fragile iron sheets are more likely to kill people than cardboard. The bulkheads and floors shattered like watermelons at the moment of explosion, turning into various sharp fragments like raindrops, like countless flying knives, sweeping back and forth between the narrow passages and cabins, arousing clusters of blood.

Due to altitude sickness and fear of death, even though the officers repeatedly urged, most of the soldiers of the Giant Bear Legion remained in the cabin and refused to come out. At this moment, their life-saving actions became a death talisman to hell - for ventilation and lighting. In addition to the dark elves who were born to like darkness, other soldiers were arranged to live on the bottom of the bridge or on the first floor under the deck, and were now beaten by the secondary killing caused by the explosion!

Plasma, bone jam and minced meat sputtered everywhere in an instant, and hundreds of soldiers were pierced through the hammocks. Before they could react, they turned their eyes to another world.

Various pipelines shattered in the explosion, and white steam, or black motor oil, or even magical energy radiated with rainbow light. The oil flowing everywhere further expanded the fire inside the cabin.

After a while, the portholes, watertight doors and walls burst one after another. Even the hull skeleton repeatedly reinforced with Misilan and permanent hardening magic was shaking under the shock wave and the burning of flames, and it was almost in danger of disintegration in the air.

As Feili estimated, the Xiangrui number, which was pieced together with various cheap counterfeit goods, seemed majestic, but in fact it was extremely fragile and difficult to deal with even a dragon. Not to mention that one can dominate the world by picking a hundred... Of course, the commander's response is incompetent, and he must also account for a considerable proportion of the responsibility for failure.

Now, the unlucky commander who is still tinnitus and dazzled is trying his best to organize the fire to put out.

Due to heavy casualties among the crew, and a considerable number of people have not recovered from Long Wei's mental attack, and are in a wooden man state, the damage to the warship is extremely difficult. He can only experience many things himself.

"hevyrin rainstorm technique)!"

Diffy, wearing a maid outfit, shouted loudly, waved his unparalleled magic wand in the form of a straw broom, and cast a level 7 spell hevyrin--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The sharp magical aura flashed away, and the deafening thunder suddenly roared. Accompanied by silver and purple lightning, balls of tiny rain clouds emerged from the void and quickly covered the entire fire scene. The pouring cold water column was poured directly into the hottest explosion center.

With the sound of running water, the flames that were just spreading ragingly gradually became unconscious. The curling blue smoke mixed with the steam, slowly floating on the charred wreckage.

However, Feili was not feeling well when casting this spell. Huge energy flowed through his body, and the muscles on his face were twitching slightly. Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and even the corners of his mouth were almost bitten and bleeding - a large-scale magician. It was originally supposed to be drawn by many famous magicians and cooperated with each other to cast spells. If he was the only one who was alone, it would still be very difficult even with the help of the magic weapon.

Finally, it was a great blessing in disguise. The inferior Miser energy core extracted from the ruins of the gray castle was running normally at this moment. Only then did Feili extract energy from it to maintain the high-intensity precipitation of the rain clouds, otherwise he would have been exhausted and unconscious due to the magic power. As for common sense that the oil cannot be directly splashed with water on fire... he did not care about so much at this time. Anyway, wood always accounts for the majority of the fire position...

Fortunately, the heavy rain created by this magic not only temporarily suppressed the fire, but also drenched all the soldiers on the deck all soaked and woke up in the biting cold. These guys who were frightened by the dragon sneezed suddenly, grabbed fire axes or rubber tubes like a dream, and rushed towards the fire beside them.

Although most of them are typical of extremely courageous shrinking, it is almost impossible to line up in a row without changing their face and line up with the enemy to shoot each other face to face within dozens of feet. But if they are facing a fire, they can still squeeze out a little courage, especially when they are on this boat and have no way to escape.

Accompanied by crackling bursts and rustling artificial rains, Naserrell soldiers and a very small number of Incas who had not yet disembarked to participate in the war, used fire axes to cut off the wooden boards and beams and pillars of burning floors, used tap water to extinguish the remaining fire in the corners, and used anti-magic arrays and Mithra fog to freeze the broken and rampant magical instruments, dragging the wounded who had not died to a safe place.

The Minister of the Traffic Control of the Warship and the Production of Fake Products, Xiao Al, also brought her fake criminals who had been brought up from the prison, and used various hardening and creation magic to maintain the burnt support structure to prevent the warship from squeaking like building blocks, performing a deadly scattering of flowers on the heads of tens of thousands of friendly troops.

However, the damn silver dragon flew over from another direction after taking advantage of the situation.

"Enemy attack! 30 degrees ahead of the port side!"

The unkempt observer shook his scorched sleeves and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The scattered gunshots sounded again, although after urgently taking expensive warrior potions, the soldiers' psychological resistance was improved compared to the last time. However, because most people were busy extinguishing fires, the barrage was much more sparse than at the beginning. Therefore, the silver dragon did not make any fancy feints. It just closed its eyes to protect its fragile eyeballs from being blinded, and then it covered its head and swept straight to the ship with a strong force!

"hateful!"

Feili cursed angrily, but she was helpless. The rainstorm technique in his hand could not be stopped at all, otherwise there would be a risk of backlash, and it would be impossible to cast the next one when a spell was still continuing. For a moment, he could not even be able to hide.

"Col. Taylor, you should concentrate on putting out the fire. Let me deal with this big reptile!"

Tekumse appeared at some point and pressed Feri's shoulder. He said calmly, rubbing the blood stains on his forehead with his dirt-filled sleeves and walked up to him.

Tecumse suddenly raised his right hand high, activated the golden seal ring worn on his index finger, murmured a few unknown spells, and suddenly the void in front of him burst into flames, and a powerful black eagle cast like a fine iron, rushed out of thin air with five-color light!

"Black Hawk Totem!"

Feeling the divine nature on the proud bird of prey in front of him, Feili couldn't help but exclaim.

According to the information collected earlier, he knew that when Tekumse was young, he was just a small nobleman from the Black Eagle Tribe. After he ascended the throne and became king, the totem of this tribe naturally became a symbol of imperial power on the snowy plateau, and only the royal family could use it.

When he was in Xipan Port, Princess Azhisha had summoned this thing in order to win the trust of the local natives, but it was just a projection that was greatly weakened. Its original body is said to be only Tecumse himself, and every summoning would cost a huge price.

Now, the black eagle that appeared in Feili's eyes was even bigger than what she saw in Xipan Port before, as big as a small elephant. It was also much more energetic, as if the feathers woven by iron wire were covered with black flames, and golden light flashed in its bright pupils, revealing the arrogant and arrogant emperor's aura.

Relying on his special physique as a chosen person of the magic goddess, Feili vaguely felt a trace of divine pressure contained in it.

Although it cannot be said that it was a true success in the creation of the gods, this black eagle totem has enjoyed the worship for many years, and in recent years it has represented the royal power of the entire plateau. It has accumulated a lot of faith power, and at least it should be considered a divine creature. The pure faith power is condensed on it, and hundreds of souls are tangled around it. Since the totem does not have its own kingdom of gods, the souls of devout believers can only be carried with them. Just as before there is no bank, merchants can only put coins in their wallets, and they can analyze the quality of their business from the thickness of their waist bags at a glance----The black eagle's life is obviously very good. The accumulated faith power has already caught up with some unpopular little gods. Unfortunately, due to experience, it does not seem to know how to apply it, otherwise it is impossible to open up the kingdom of gods to become a true god.

So, in the stunning and admiring eyes of everyone, this majestic divine creature, full of the hope of the King of the Mountain, made a high-profile appearance as a trump card and the ultimate killer. Then... very regrettable, before it could stretch its wings, it hit the mast directly in front with its remaining momentum!

With a loud crack, the huge black eagle, who had not yet figured out what had happened, first sagged, then slid softly, and turned into mud at the bottom of the mast...

Feiri felt that her chin was about to fall off.

Your Majesty the King of the Mountains, even if you are old and dazzled, the smoke nearby is thicker, and you can't see the surrounding environment clearly, you can't abuse yourself in summoning beasts like this. Well, it's a tribal totem! This guy is a reserve team of gods and may succeed at any time. Be careful that if he is unhappy, he will fire your boss. - Morality has been declining these days, and even summoning beasts is popular to scatter in other places!

Referring to a poor thief who accidentally summoned the bone dragon in the tunnel and squeezed himself to death, Feili came to a very valuable conclusion: no matter what the magician summoned, it depends on whether the place allows it. Otherwise, if a low-level traffic accident occurs, he will not even cry.

The only thing that is thankful is that when the black hawk totem broke its neck on the mast, a box of ammunition temporarily piled next to the mast was bounced out from a distance by this huge impact, and happened to fall into a fire that had not yet been extinguished, causing another explosion, and by chance, the flame javelin thrown by the Dragon Knight flew away.

"Uh, my god...wow!"

Seeing the black eagle's head deformed by the mast, and his mind was unconscious, and finally gradually dissipated and left. Tekumse was stunned at first, his eyes almost protruded, and then a large mouthful of blood sprayed onto the floor. I don't know if it was a spell back or a piss of anger. He curled up like a shrimp, trembling violently like a malaria man. It seemed that his body and mind were hit hard and he could not count on him in a short period of time.

However, the even more terrifying chaos is still coming!

"Not good, the mast is going to fall!"

Although the Black Hawk summoned by Tecumse had poor eyesight, it seemed to have practiced excellent iron-headed skills. Under its impact, the steel mainmast that was as thick as three people hugged each other. It had once made the old black dragon Sherlock Holmes hang on it and sing and dancing. It trembled suddenly, and then made a sour metal twisting sound, like pulling radishes torn apart, tearing down a large deck and wall, and slowly pouring down towards the stern of the boat!

Seeing the mast collapsed and the deck was broken, the soldiers on the ship were frightened and shouted in unison, throwing the tools at hand and running towards the bow of the ship in a mess. The silver dragon was originally diving for the third time, but the collapsed mast was hit hard on the forehead. The body tilted and fell straight like a stone. The general's cabin and the stern building where the captain's room were located was crushed. The dragon's tail was barely brushed across the edge of the rear turret, throwing all the soldiers in this fan far into the air like playing billiards.

So, the broken wood chips and iron sheets flew all over the sky, and a huge rumbling sound rushed into the sky. The unlucky Xiangrui seemed to have suddenly encountered a magnitude ten earthquake and pounded violently. The violent shock wave swept across, destroying all objects that could not bear such violent things, and extinguished the remaining flames.

After the ammunition was destroyed, the Xiangrui was hit hard again under the two "meat bombs" attacks of Yilong and Yie. The surface buildings were almost ruined, and nearly half of the crew members were either dead or injured. The super auspicious Ugly Dragon "Xuefeng" finally lost the enemy for the first time through the desperate death assault, rather than its own friendly forces.

However, the two great arcane masters who have been standing by and watching since the war began finally couldn't sit still.

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