After waking up

The roar of steam sounded, and the camouflaged steam tank truly showed its ferocity at this moment. The camouflage cloth was dragged away, revealing the metal components inside.

At night, the front of the steam tank seemed to be emitting hot red light from all the gaps, and huge streams of white gas rose into the sky. At this moment, the entire tank seemed to be expanding and moving forward in the red light and steam.

The temperature inside the car began to rise instantly, climbing from severe winter to midsummer visibly to the naked eye. Red Hair and his companions carried the cannonballs into the barrel.

"One, two, up——"

"Loading completed."

"Turret turned fifteen degrees."

"Turn fifteen degrees!"

The atmosphere in the entire crew was extremely tense. While others were turning the turret, the driver had already taken off his shirt and went into battle.

"Coo, coo, coo, coo"

The tank squeezed the soil, pushed away the vegetation, broke dead branches and small trees, and emerged from the forest, bringing an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

The Holy Temple train was approaching from afar. The driver had already seen the accident train in front of him amid the flames and thick smoke, and started to pull the whistle frantically.

"Beep-beep-"

The bishop of the temple at the rear also sensed the aftermath of the magic in front. Someone immediately looked forward and when they saw the accident train clearly, they also discovered the appearance of the steam tank.

"Hiss - Oh, holy light, what is that?"

Some of the clergy living in Dilga had never seen this kind of steam monster, and one bishop had his eyes widened. The moment the tank's muzzle turned, his heart palpitations increased rapidly.

Even with powers beyond mortals, powerful war weapons can still bring a great sense of oppression.

"That's Basman's steam tank, quickly activate the magic array - quickly"

The red hair also yelled at this moment.

"Aiming completed, fire -"

The terrifying muzzle of the tank's main gun suddenly lit up with scorching light.

"boom--"

The shell dragged a tongue of flame several meters long out of the barrel, and the distance of several hundred meters was reached in an instant. The driver in the train cockpit only had time to raise his hand to block it, and the shell had already hit the front of the train.

"Boom——"

With a violent impact and explosion, the train's steam furnace was torn apart, and the rising fire illuminated the night again.

The carriages were squeezed together, began to fall apart, roll over, and even ignite.

Everyone in the rear car was affected by the huge inertia. Some were thrown out of the car, some were directly hit in the front of the car, and some were crushed to death.

"Hahahahaha, good job——"

When he saw the steam tank hitting the train, his employer burst out laughing, but his smile soon faded, because two strong holy lights rose from the rear train, which showed that there were at least two bishops or above. people.

"Be careful, he is Sylven, he stole the Black Gold Magic Flute——"

The bishop who had survived before was shouting wildly from the front, but he had already hid in the forest.

The two bishops over there were separated, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Deal with the steam tank first, don't let it hit the guard car——"

Bundy and several priests were beaten to pieces in the guard car. They had not fully recovered yet. He looked up at the cage. Gormos was also beaten badly, but it seemed that he was not seriously injured. .

"We are under attack, activate the magic array quickly!"

"Are we ambushed by Basman troops?"

"impossible!"

There was some panic at the scene, but Gormos had already sat up. Although he couldn't see outside, he could hear the mechanical roar of the steam tank.

Steam tanks, this is the kind of monster that the main force on the northern front faced in the last battle with Dilga, right? Compared with the power of the tank, the psychological pressure is the greatest.

"Da da da da da da."

The machine gun on the steam tank began to fire, and the bishop reached forward. The holy power was like a curved shield that blocked the bullets, but it could not keep up the firepower and would move quickly, making it difficult for the machine gun to hit him.

Even though he has never actually faced a steam tank, as a transcendent, the Templar Bishop's confidence lies in knowing that the controller inside the tank is just an ordinary person. To ordinary people, the tank is a turtle shell, but to the transcendent, the tank has high attack power and low health.

"Da da da da da da." "Bang, bang, bang."

Suddenly a gunshot rang out in the woods on one side, forcing the bishop to change his position and jump to a tree in the forest, speaking the truth.

"In the name of the Holy Light, deprive -"

"breathe!"

Deprived of breath, at this moment, all the malicious beings within a kilometer around the bishop were deprived of the ability to breathe.

The power of this type of mantra may hardly have a great impact on extraordinary people, but for ordinary people, it is a terrifying power. It has a large range and is difficult to prevent. It completely depends on the strength of the caster's holy power and the target's own will.

But at least a dozen guns were pointed at the top of the woods and fired everywhere. It was annoying that they couldn't hurt the bishop, and it also surprised the bishop. These people should not be able to breathe now, but their marksmanship was still very stable without any fluctuations.

They were absolutely elite soldiers. The tanks were still far away and no one in the nearby forest could breathe. But just like holding their breath, everyone could hold on for a while and continued to fight before the pain became unbearable.

The battle between the extraordinary ones on the other side has also begun. Two bishops faced off against Sylvan. The latter stretched out his hand and pulled a transparent silk thread and rushed towards the forest. A bishop followed closely, surrounded by several people. A circle of water flow, which is an astonishing amount of holy water, can greatly increase the holy power.

The prayer from the other bishop's mouth has also been completed, and his sight seems to be able to penetrate the forest, always locked on Sylvan who is moving at high speed.

"Judgment of Holy Light."

Sylvain, a ray of light appeared above his head, and a bright light appeared instantly, like a sharp sword piercing from top to bottom.

"Confinement!"

The bishop behind used his holy power at this moment, and the holy water instantly turned into chains of milky white light, which shot out in all directions. In an instant, they stirred and sealed Sylvan's body. At least seven or eight big trees fell down under the stirring of the chains.

Sylvain kept waving one hand, and countless transparent silk threads arranged in advance were wrapped around the body to resist the chains. He turned the magic flute in his hand and pointed the top of the flute directly at the light of judgment above.

"Boom~"

A dazzling light lit up the forest.

In the steam tank, the blushing red-haired man and his companions finished loading again, but he knew that the main gun might be able to threaten that inhuman guy, but it would be difficult to hit the opponent, so he only made slight adjustments to the muzzle. , and then fired immediately.

"boom--"

The steam tank roared again, and the shells shot directly at the carriage that had been lit up with a faint light. This target was very conspicuous in the dark night.

In the forbidden carriage, the magic array had just been activated, and Bundy and others had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then they seemed to be directly hit by thunder.

"Boom——"

The shells could not penetrate the carriage, and the powerful kinetic energy could not be released. The terrifying energy actually lifted the entire carriage off the ground and rolled.

Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, rumbling, rumbling, the car was spinning, and then it actually rolled out of the lakeside cliff on this side. With a "bang", the car rolled into the Blue Moon Lake.

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu."

Blue Moon Lake is a deep-water lake, and although there is only a small cliff mouth seven or eight meters high above the water on this side, the water depth is more than a hundred meters.

Obviously, the magic array is not really all-pervasive, and can block cannonballs and even magic attacks, but it cannot stop the all-pervasive water flow. First, there are small streams of water that continue to invade, and then the water flow seems to break through the weakness of the magic array and start to tear it apart. The water becomes stronger and stronger. Coming harder and harder.

Several priests were still dazed, but they were immediately hit by a huge amount of water flow and hit the car body.

Gormos was still closed in the cage. Although the carriage was broken through, there was not a drop of water in the cage. He watched several priests struggling continuously.

"Even if you surpass ordinary people, you are still so fragile in the face of real power!"

The bishop on the other side had already dealt with the gunmen in the forest and stood on top of the steam tank, but the situation in the carriage concerned him.

"No, carriage!"

Looking left and right, there was no one who could rescue him. He could only shoot a blast of holy power into the tank and rush to the distant lake.

The sound of a flute sounded in the forest at this moment. The sound was high and low, as if it affected people's minds, and made the bishop very uneasy.

In the car that was constantly filled with water, Gormos had stood up and clung to the metal railing of the cage.

"Priest, unlock the seal of this cage and I will take you out, otherwise we will all die!"

When Gormos spoke, the carriage was completely filled, but the impact of the water flow made it impossible for the priests to breathe any air before.

Several priests were unable to answer at this moment. The water pressure had already squeezed the door out of shape before. Although the magic array could not block the water, it still had some power left. Their bodies felt increasingly suffocated. He is becoming increasingly weak and cannot open the car at all.

"Alas."

A large amount of bubbles overflowed from the mouth of a priest, and then he rushed to the edge of the cage. The other two priests, including Bundy, also swam over at this moment.

The sound of the magic flute in the forest became louder and louder, disturbing the minds of the two bishops. They lost their purpose, as if Sylvan merged into the sound of the flute and turned into a ghost in the forest.

"Is the flute a sacred object?"

"No, but it is beyond the ordinary fifth category and is about to be sent to the Holy Mountain for research."

"I don't know what's going on outside." "Let's take care of ourselves first!"

Of course, Sylvan did not disappear. He seemed to be wandering along with the sound of the flute at the moment, as if he was walking through the water. He looked at the two bishops vaguely, and he could even see the holy power flowing in them.

But at a certain moment, the two bishops and Sylvan seemed to feel some kind of change.

At this moment, the strange moon Mosrib has blocked the glorious moon, the starlight at night has begun to dim, and a kind of darkness is condensing in the sky.

The bishop rushed to the lake. He looked in the direction where the carriage fell. In addition to countless bubbles, he could see a thick dark shadow spreading underwater.