Chapter 542 Trap

The centaur leader spied the attack from the undead army. He sneered and waved his hand. All his subordinates immediately abandoned their arrows and drew their swords. Instead of retreating, they quickly gathered together, raised their iron hooves and rushed towards the undead army.

Walking together expects to die together.

As the famous hell group in the abyss, they are also good at cavalry combat. The grievances and grievances between centaurs and snakemen are enough to fill a library. There is no need for the drama of "common names" ?

Just do it and you're done!

This group of snake men who used to only sit on close people and shoot cold arrows have simply lost their minds. The light cavalry charges towards the armored heavy cavalry? If you want to die, let them do it!

"AHHHHH——————"

As the centaurs roared and roared, the ground in the fire scene began to tremble again. The red centaurs gathered together and launched a countercharge towards the undead army.

In an instant, three hundred steps!

With the good eyesight of the abyssal aliens, the centaur chief could almost see the gaps in the scales on the elder's old face. In the past, when they reached this distance, they would quickly turn and detour in an attempt to contain them. But this time, the opponent's speed did not slow down at all.

It’s even improving!

Two hundred steps! One hundred and fifty steps!

Under the chief's order, the centaurs in the front row put down their spears uniformly, with ferocious smiles appearing in their eyes under their iron helmets.

Boost!

A hundred steps later, they were unable to avoid it!

From this narrow to almost insignificant distance, the elder at the front suddenly opened his mouth and roared.

Then, he reached into his skin.

Together with everyone else, he pulled out a flintlock pistol engraved with the emblem of the Ivory Tower from the leather bag and pointed it forward.

The centaur chief's eyes widened subconsciously, and he fell into astonishment.

Mom is selling batches, what are you getting?

Fifty steps!

At this distance, they can no longer avoid it.

A ferocious smile appeared on the snake's face, and it pulled the trigger.

Chief, times have changed.

Along with the roar, streams of white smoke suddenly spewed out from the crudely made guns. This kind of explosion simply created by relying on alchemical gunpowder was not stable, and some guns even exploded directly.

But the vast majority of flintlock guns complete their mission when they are ready to be scrapped, ejecting deadly projectiles from them.

In an instant, the array at the front of the centaurs suddenly shook, and with the roar, countless centaurs staggered and paused. The formation was in chaos.

Under the roar of the flag officer Chao Lu, all the snake men abandoned their guns at the first moment and raised their sabers.

Blades meeting each other.

After a stagger, the chief's head fell off his shoulders. The elder continued to move forward without looking back. The snake people's charging formation opened up to both sides in an instant, seizing the momentary gap to create damage. Then, they reunited again in the fire, reorganized their formation, and fell into chaos. The centaurs attack again!

"Kill all these bastards!"

The elder roared and raised his saber.

More than eighty undead knights followed closely behind and once again rushed towards the chaotic formation of the centaurs.

However, the final result had already been decided with the sound of the flintlock gun.

With the technical power of Ivory Tower and Huai Shi's batch version of hand-rubbed degraded metal explosives, it would be an easy task to use alchemy to reproduce the flintlock gun in hell.

But in fact, if it is only to this extent, it is not important at all. When it comes to lethality, at a further distance, the lethality of metal projectiles is not as lethal as a round of Centaur heavy arrows.

There are very few firearms that can truly be used in hell, and given the generally outrageous physiques of hell species, a bullet hole wound is nothing, even if it is used to point a Thompson at a gargoyle. What use will it have?

There are many races who are born with body armor.

In the final analysis, the lethality of this thing does not depend on the design, but on the shock it causes to the enemy in the moment of being caught off guard, and the sense of unknown that comes after pulling the trigger.

——These mother-in-law bastards even have guns. What if something happens to them?

The roar erupting from the Minotaur array in the distance and the flames rising into the sky perfectly supported this conjecture.

These grandchildren are really capable!

Not only are there mines, but there are also explosives and incendiary bombs!

Huaishi's exclusive patent, the alchemical explosive V4.0 and the metal incendiary bomb Ramses' Wrath after three consecutive improvements in formula. Once this kind of weapon, which can be said to be fatal when used at close range, encounters the brave rat people who are not afraid of death, it is like a meeting of golden wind and jade dew, which is better than countless in the world...

The cheerful Ratmen braved the big explosion, threw themselves into the array with blood-red eyes, and suddenly threw themselves on the ground.

It's like kowtowing and asking for red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.

Give a big gift.

Happy New Year, brother and sister-in-law!

As blazing flames slowly rose from among the Minotaur warriors, a hot wind full of pungent metallic smell blew in their direction.

Huai Shi held her sword and stood there bored, staring at the war quietly.

The colonel peering into the depths of the refinery.

The colonel also looked at him silently, repeatedly raising and lowering the saber in his hand, clenching and unclenching it, but never taking it out of its sheath.

Haven't made up my mind.

In the dancing firelight, the shadows on his mask were constantly changing, uncertain.

Looking at Huai Shi's eyes, she slowly became disappointed.

After all, the opponent did not use the terrifying weapon that instantly severely damaged Pandelon. Although I don’t know if there were restrictions or what, they allowed the opponent to continue to explode like this, even if it was the Minotaur Heavy Armored Company, which is famous for its protracted and defensive battles. I'm afraid I can't stand it.

He was still hesitating.

Just in front of him, Huai Shi raised his hand, and the darkness in the Bone Burial Sanctuary surged, almost boiling.

Immediately afterwards, countless bloody giant crows emerged from it, spread their wings, and rose into the sky.

The crimson torrent swirled and wavered in the sky.

Under the attack of the war, it was this group of ghostly crows that truly transformed. In the dim light of the candlelight, they spread their wings fiercely and swooped down.

When the blade-like wings passed by, even the Minotaur's heavy armor was unable to resist.

A flock of crows totaling 1,264 birds suddenly descended.

They did not really rush into the battlefield. They flew past the turbulent battlefield, and then rushed towards the huge jellyfish in the sky.

In the scorching clouds, the huge jellyfish suddenly shook. Dozens of the hundreds of tentacles were lifted up and swept around randomly, but they could not touch the invisible group of crows.

And when the crows fly over, they will release the bombs on their claws, leaving clouds of exploding flames on the jellyfish's huge umbrella.

After four or five consecutive explosions, the jellyfish's canopy remained intact and did not fall apart as expected. As the translucent jelly-like body on the surface shattered, a large amount of coolant on the verge of boiling spewed out from below.

It was difficult to cause effective damage, but it successfully interfered with the operation of the giant sublimated synthetic beast.

On the back of the jellyfish, the gunman who had attacked Huaishi tried to fight back. Soon, as the crowd of crows spread, a solemn-looking middle-aged man wearing a black robe appeared on the jellyfish's umbrella.

"Holy—"

Van Helsing raised his eyes, murmuring fervently, and the ax of anger in his hand lit up with a fiery light.

Step forward.

The sound of breaking through the air erupted. Ignoring the falling blade of annihilation above his head, Van Helsing came to the front of the gunman. The burning ax blade fell and there was a loud thunderous sound.

The gunman only remembered to pull out the dagger and tried to block, but then the broken dagger fell from his body along with most of his arm.

Blood spurts.

The gunman quickly retreated, trying to dodge, but he couldn't evade Van Helsing's speed. The executioners of the former Inquisition followed closely behind him.

If he can't even deal with a bastard at such a close distance, then he can still be called an ace purifier.

The gunman had no way to retreat and without any hesitation, he jumped off the jellyfish's back and fell to the ground.

But in mid-air, Van Helsing's face was already close at hand.

Several falling sharp blades penetrated his body from the back, but there was still no expression on the cold and solemn face, but he raised the ax blade in his hand again and slashed downwards!

Blood mist sprayed out from mid-air.

Only a mutilated body fell to the ground, along with the broken border relics. Even with the protection of protective equipment, it is still incomplete, like a ball of rotten meat.

Then, the severed head belatedly fell at the colonel's feet.

The colonel glanced down at the face.

In silence, lift your feet and kick them away.

Pulling out the sword blade and pointing it at Huai Shi's face, he issued his own challenge.

Huai Shi's face was expressionless and unmoved.

It's like you didn't see it.

Too lazy to pay attention.

As a result, the eyes under the mask became increasingly gloomy.

As he cut off the blade, cold shadows appeared one by one in the flames behind the colonel.

The colonel's clone and the soldiers came again, but this time his attire was completely different from his. He no longer maintained the ancient attire from decades ago, but wore a mask and helmet, dark camouflage uniforms, and bulletproof coverings. Elite soldiers in uniform.

In addition to the modern firearms in his hands, almost all weapons are available, including grenades on his waist, magazines hanging on his body, and even grenade launchers, mortars and anti-aircraft rocket launchers.

Under the miraculous blessing of the stigmata, he was not affected by any hell at all.

The total number of personnel exceeds 60, which is almost equivalent to an entire special operations army.

At this moment, the title of colonel truly became worthy of the name.

At this moment, the quiet night sky outside the oil refinery was broken by roar.

A blazing beam of light suddenly rose from the distance, slanting across the night sky and shooting towards the other side of the Dusk Land. The outline of a huge ship was dimly illuminated.

Immediately afterwards, the tail flames of countless missiles completely illuminated the night sky.

On the earth, countless fires sprouted and grew rapidly, growing with thick gunpowder smoke and strong air waves.

That's the direction of the iron crystal seat.

Huai Shi glanced back calmly, unmoved.

With the iron crystal pedestal, the Grand Master guarding it, and so many scholars, alchemists, and Ascendant assistants from the exploration team, it could really steal the Ivy League home, and he could cut off his head on the spot.

Huai Shi still doesn’t know where her strongest confidence is now?

There is no other, three words, great master.

As long as the Grand Master is still there, there is absolutely no possibility of the Iron Crystal Block falling, and Huaishi will have an absolutely safe rear without any worries.

But now it seems that the sub-control center here has become a trap used by the Ivy League to lure the Ivory Tower to separate its troops?

He grinned, giving the colonel a mocking smile.