Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Fang Fan looked at the ten thousand gods army in front of him, his face couldn't help showing a smile.

Should come, always come...

Since it's here, don't think about leaving.

Just get it in place slowly...

Fang Fan licked his lips, his eyes flickering, and all kinds of thoughts burst out!

In a few words, it's not really true, but it shows a different idea!

"Reload!"

"Ten consecutive shelling!"

Fang Fan waved his hand and ordered directly.

He also wanted to see this horrible picture.

It's getting more and more interesting.

"Oh, please!"

Bayless stood up, then waved the command chess in his hand...

Immediately after, ten Deshen Artillerymen stood up, each holding a Deshen Cannon in their hands, and immediately rushed directly to the muzzle of the Deshen Cannon, and the cannonballs filled it directly...

Click... Click...

At this time, the God of Destruction Artillery suddenly began to creak and creak, and then there were bomb storage devices all around it. After a rough count, there were probably nine bomb storage devices.

Add the cannonball in the bore of the Great Destruction Artillery, and that means all ten cannonballs are in place.

"Master, it's ready!"

Bayless asked for instructions again.

"boom!"

Fang Fan nodded without hesitation.

boom……

Rumbling...

The first Deshen Cannon was bombarded, and the surrounding sky was soaked in blood red, giving people a crazy crushing mentality invisibly. After a little bit of feeling, the panic and uneasiness in the heart gathered in full.

Such feelings can be expressed simply.

It seems to be particularly broken!

As soon as the 1000mm caliber extinguishing cannonball came out, it was hundreds of meters in radius, and no grass would grow!

Although these protoss soldiers have tried their best to avoid being bombarded and dispersed, but after being dispersed, there are still thousands of protoss soldiers within a few hundred meters.

Thousands of people were killed after one shell went down...

Die before leaving the teacher...

The ten thousand protoss soldiers who have just been dispatched have lost one-tenth before they reach the enemy camp...

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to their military spirit!

At this moment, just feel it a little bit, and the mentality instantly expands to the extreme!

Needless to say other things, the mind was completely compressed in an instant.

The taste in this is not clear in a few words, it seems very numb...

Many Protoss soldiers slowed down.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted……

Morale can't stand the toss.

"Everyone cheer up!" (Protoss language)

"What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of?"

"I have estimated that it takes tens of seconds for this kind of giant cannon to fire a shell..."

"With this time, we would have been there long ago..."

"When we get to them, this giant cannon is just waste!"

"We can kill them, then seize the giant cannon, and finally we can use the giant cannon to bomb these aliens!"

"Opportunity! The opportunity is here!"

"Chong! Chong! Chong!"

"Don't hesitate! Sprint directly!"

"Blood battle! Blood battle!"

"Our chance to do meritorious service is here!"

"kill!"

A sacred master of the Protoss roared, and then stood up and began to lead the army to continue to stab!

The scene of the battle is extremely miserable!

In such a battlefield with no prospects, being able to be bombarded into powder by a giant artillery earlier is not necessarily a blessing.

At least there is no need to continue to suffer.

That depression is not something ordinary people can bear.

The Protoss soldiers regained their combat power at this moment, gritted their teeth, and continued to charge forward.

It's all this time, and retreating doesn't seem like that.

And in many cases, it can't be withdrawn at all...

Just when they continued to move forward with confidence...

boom……

Rumbling...

There was a loud noise again...

This wave of display is in place, and the mentality completely collapsed.

this……

How to play?

It became like this again!

Damn it! The **** is at its extreme!

"Isn't it said that shells will continue to occur after tens of seconds?"

"Here again? Ahhhhhhhhh! Get out!"

"Grass! I believe in your ghost!"

"People have been bombarding, how do we play?"

"Go...run..."

"Hundreds of brothers died without a place to die, hey... I really don't know the meaning of continuing to fight, anyway, I am desperate now."

"It's boring, it doesn't mean anything, everything will follow in total silence."

"I don't want to say anything, nothing, this can be a hammer!"

"Come on, everything is gone..."

...

...

Tucao sounded a lot, and the voice of emotion was endless, and then he fell silent, and his mentality seemed to be a little broken.

All kinds of words can no longer be said, and the mood of those Protoss soldiers is very turbulent. They feel that they have been deceived, and they can't help but derive an endless sense of resentment in their hearts.

However, their minimum individual qualities have prevented them from completely exploding...

"Stay steady..."

"This must be the last shell..."

"There is really no danger now!"

"We have taken ninety-nine steps. Are we still missing this last step?"

"Brothers! Be sure to believe me! Follow me..."

boom……

Rumbling...

The third-class **** general of the Protoss Supreme Saint Venerable Realm hadn't finished speaking yet, and the bombing struck again.

And this God Destroying Cannon just exploded beside him.

He was in the Supreme Saint-Venerable Realm. Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries, his robes were instantly burned...

His face, arms and other parts have become scorched...

"How can it be……"

"this……"

"Unreasonable..."

The third-class **** of the Protoss Absolute Sovereign Realm Brewer gritted his teeth, and then gave a wry smile.

I was stunned by the bombing, and I didn't know what expression I should face for a while.

Looking at everything around him blankly, the whole person looked foolish.

Should I say something and do something?

He also doesn't have enough confidence to let the soldiers of the Protoss continue to charge, and he can't guarantee that there will be no shells falling after a while...

boom……

boom……

Just as the third-class **** general of the Protoss Supreme Sovereign Realm Brewer was thinking about it, another God Destroying Cannonball fell.

The land in front of me has already been bombarded and formed deep pits one after another...

In the deep pit, there are fewer wreckage, but a lot of ashes...

At the moment it was bombed, those cultivators below the Holy Venerable Realm basically turned into powder in an instant.

This state seems very fast...

boom……

boom……

Rumbling...

Then there were several more bombing sounds...

Brewer: "..."

It's numb...

I was numb for an instant, and I didn’t know what to say, I curled my body up, and at this moment there was an inexplicable desire to hold my head and cry...