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Chapter 364 Train Cannon

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    "It's these things again."

    After crushing a flying head that rolled to his feet, Rubio's expression was not good looking at the logistics camp that had become quiet again.

    This time the Jagged Knights' plan to lure the enemy was actually considered a success, but Rubio was not satisfied with the results. Most of these flying skulls were cannon fodder below the first level, and the strongest one was only at the fourth level.  , is of no consequence at all.

    "The Church of the Goddess of Nemesis really has some tricks."

    As the conflicts became more intense during this period, Rubio's understanding of the Church of the Goddess of Nemesis became more and more in-depth. Not to mention other places in this church, it is indeed quite powerful to cultivate cannon fodder like Flying Skull.  A lot of troubles have come, after all, no matter how weak Chaofan is, he is still Chaofan, especially the image of Flying Skull is very impactful to the outside world.

    "What the hell are these guys trying to do?"

    The war has progressed to this point, and seeing that victory is in sight, Rubio has a trace of doubt in his heart.

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    In a mysterious area, the sky is miserable green, and the wind is howling. Flying heads with hideous faces are wandering in it. Most of them are in human form, and a few of them are in animal form.

    At this moment, there are two figures facing each other in this mysterious area, one of them is a woman, covered in iron thorns, whose face cannot be seen clearly, has blood-colored hair, and the barbs of the iron thorns have penetrated deeply  In her flesh and blood, it seemed to be integrated with her.

    The other person is a man with gray hair, but his face is not old. He looks very handsome and full of mature charm.  A noble rapier that looks like a decoration, with a blooming rose flower on the hilt.

    "Abis, this time you shouldn't provoke the Kingdom of Sutilt. We didn't kill the Mober people because of you 500 years ago, but this time it's different."

    The words were low, even if he said threatening words, the man still had a gentle smile on his face.

    "Primo Bansain, put away your hypocritical smile, were you capable of attacking the Dark Forest 500 years ago?"

    Seeing the smile on the man's face, Abis, the Goddess of Nemesis, replied. Her voice was hoarse, as if two pieces of sandpaper were being sanded, without the softness of a woman.

    "Perhaps you are right, Abis, the extraordinary disappeared 500 years ago, and neither you nor I could intervene in the overall situation, but it is different now."

    "Yeah, it's different."

    The miserable green pupils turned, and at this moment, Abis smiled rarely.

    "I have waited 500 years for this day."

    The tyrannical power erupted, and thousands of flying heads roared, gathering into a huge and ferocious dragon head.

    Roar, the giant dragon roared, the thick dragon's power pervaded, and the miserable green dragon's breath enveloped Primo in an instant like a cloud of fire.

    "A sixth-order semi-sacred weapon? It's really good, but it can't help me."

    One step forward, the rapier was unsheathed, and bright roses bloomed beside Primo.

    "Yeah?"

    A sneer was drawn at the corner of her mouth, and Abis began to gather the power of God's Realm or God's Void Realm.

    Outside, in the church of Nemesis, Brenda, who had been devoting herself to praying, suddenly opened her eyes.

    The miserable green light leaked out, as if it was real, and at this moment Brenda exuded an extremely powerful aura.

    "The plan can begin."

    The bone string in his hand collapsed, and skulls the size of thumbs whizzed out, bringing Brenda's order to the ears of various important figures in the Mober tribe alliance.

    The frontier position, after being repaired day and night, relatively complete war fortifications have appeared here. At the same time, the forces of nearly three corps of Sutilte have completed their assembly here, and they are only waiting for the final decisive battle.

    In the early morning, the sky was still gray, and a loud roar suddenly woke up all the soldiers who were still resting.

    Boom, bright flames bloomed, the darkness was driven away, and the sky brightened instantly.

    "Damn, what is this?"

    "It seems to be a cannon, but its power is a bit too exaggerated."

    In the forward command headquarters, the officers of Sutilt were the first to discover something was wrong, but by this time it was already a bit late.

    Groups of light lit up one after another, and accompanied by violent explosions, the position that Sutilt worked so hard to build soon became fragmented.

      "All fifth-order transcendents immediately block the enemy's attack."

    After a little perception, Jovanka Best immediately made a decision. In fact, without his order, all the fifth-tier powerhouses who could make a move at the moment the attack came had already made their moves.

    With the help of the fifth-order powerhouse, the unknown attack was temporarily blocked, but this is not a long-term solution, because the intensity of this attack is very high. Under the frontal collision, there is already a possibility of threatening the fifth-order powerhouse  .

    "Have you locked the source of the attack?"

    Walking into the headquarters, Jovanka Best looked gloomy.

    "Not yet, Admiral. At present, we can only confirm that the attack came from the rear of the Mober people. The distance is very far, estimated to be more than 100 kilometers, and the exact location is unknown."

    With his head down and sweat on his face, the intelligence officer reported the results to Jovanka Best.

    Hearing this, Jovanka Best's face became even uglier.

    "Who the hell? With the Mober's ability, it is impossible to take out this kind of Gustav train gun that may threaten the legendary life."

    With the help of the fifth-order powerhouse to intercept, Jovanka Best has now determined the type of this attack, which is a series of alchemy shells, and now only the  Gustav train gun, and this kind of thing is not something that Mober can have.

    The Gustav train gun was first manufactured by the northern powerhouse of the Kingdom of Ershasia. Because of its terrifying power, it has been highly valued by all countries. So far, many countries have tried to imitate it, but what is the final result?  But no one knows.

    "Could it be that the Kingdom of Ershasia intervened? It shouldn't be. This place is too far away from them, so there is no need to intervene."

    Thoughts turned in his mind, the appearance of Gustav's train gun cast a shadow over Jovanka Best's heart.

    Passing through the mountains and ridges, between the densely wooded forests, a railway ran through here at some point.

    The body is slender, like a giant snake. Behind the Mobers, a train covered in black brilliance is lying there quietly.

    Rumbling, dense steam keeps pressurizing, the 100-meter-long cannon body rotates slightly, and with a huge shock, a ball of hot flames blooms again at the cannon muzzle, it is the real culprit that caused heavy casualties in the Kingdom of Sutilt  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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