My players are so fierce

Chapter 1180 1178. Lord Pluto, use your invincible flaming fist on them!

"Huh"

The sound of the standard Creator-spec airdrop pod passing through the scorching night sky was very dull, just like the sound of a grumpy otaku swinging his fist and hitting a quilt, but the sound of this thing crashing into the burning battlefield below from high altitude with huge kinetic energy was still shocking.

Especially when their landing targets were all selected as the battle lines occupied by the fallen druids, this rapid airdrop behavior itself became the first round of strong attack launched by the Creator God against the fallen.

The civil strife in the Castia Giant Tree has lasted for ten days, and the fallen side has taken the advantage.

The druids of the Giant Tree Faction only had the last tree heart stronghold left, so the commanders arranged by the Witch Cult here ignored the protection of the rear and flanks before the victory was within reach. They only left some flesh-tearing ghosts here to hunt, which was really a fatal mistake.

"Boom"

The sharp drop pod above blasted into a burning ruin like a cannonball, and the sound of the fall was earth-shaking, causing a group of witch cultists who were kneeling and praying to the Midnight Mistress in the image of destruction to panic.

As the four square covers of the drop pod opened, the Grand Duke's guard Bonnie rushed out with a group of vampire warriors, and the opponent's reaction was also quite poor.

They tried to fight back under the cover of the roaring flesh-tearing ghosts, but they were chopped down by the elite vampires in one encounter. Those flesh-tearing ghosts didn't even have a chance to really rush up, and were swept by Bonnie's eye beams and easily killed by the hell divers who followed closely behind with saw chain swords.

There were also elven vampires from the Death Fang Clan in the opposing camp who tried to take advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack, but the selection of members of this small clan founded by Luna was obviously not as strict as the selection of the Blood Eagle Clan in the new era, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

Especially in the eyes of an ancient who is over 500 years old like Bonnie, the counterattack of the newbies of the Death Fang clan is almost like the threatening behavior of a naughty child.

She flashed three times on the ground, dodging the attacks of two Death Fang vampires and pulling the last one out of the shadows where he was hiding by pinching his neck, roaring at him:

"Look into my eyes! Bastard!"

"Ah!!!"

The struggling vampire knew that something was wrong and was about to turn into a bat and dissipate.

But Bonnie's burning eyes had already spewed out deadly flames. In the ignition of the eye ridges brought by the biological enhancement promoted by the R-9 base, the miserable Death Fang idiot was burned through the skull in a second and Bonnie dug out the heart with her blood claws.

This horrible execution immediately scared away the other Death Fang servants hiding in the midnight, making them realize the exaggerated gap between themselves and the "original family" of the Blood Eagle.

They were about to follow the chief's instructions and flee from this dangerous situation, but the next second, when Tris flapped her blood dragon wings and fell from the sky, the Dead Fang vampires who were about to flee and the witch cultists who were being slaughtered by the chief's guards were struck by lightning.

In that indescribable weird frenzy, these guys seemed to have lost all their reason in an instant.

Under Tris's surprised gaze, the Dead Fang vampires jumped out of their hiding place and rushed towards her frantically but did not attack. Instead, they knelt in front of Tris like the most fanatical believers.

They screamed with trembling voices:

"Ah! Mother of Midnight! The witch who is destined to control midnight and kill the stars, you finally came in the night of destruction and death.

Pray for you!

Pray for you to step on the scarlet steps to God!"

More and more bastards knelt on the ground and screamed and prayed loudly, and even those who had escaped ran back like they were going to die in some weird call.

Against the background of the airdrop pods constantly dropping to attack the earth and the burning Castilla giant tree, the scene of those fanatics kneeling and calling was indescribably twisted and weird, just like a real cult scene, which made the vampire guards like Bonnie, who were not normal in their brains, stop the black blade of slaughter.

She looked at her eldest princess with a puzzled look.

Tris was numb at this moment.

She originally came here to help Little Murphy's Hell Diver to kill through the defenses of the fallen druids as soon as possible, enter the burning Castia giant tree and obtain the original shrine of the mother of the forest, but she didn't expect that she would cause such a "hot" scene as soon as she landed.

When she heard that Luna had created a "witch cult", she didn't expect that the other party could really tame the believers to such an outrageous degree of ignoring life and death, but now seeing the behavior of these lunatics in front of her with her own eyes, made Tris realize that Luna's faith shaping in the past hundred years has really reached an extremely profound and outrageous level, which cannot be achieved by ordinary faith constraints, so it is certain that Luna used some forbidden techniques such as spiritual guidance and large-scale brainwashing.

At this moment, Tris clearly realized that Sarokdar was able to shape the evil of the Midnight Mistress, and it was not as simple as sacrificing the entire Blood Eagle Clan.

There is a formal faith group behind this behavior. In order to help Triss ascend to godhood, Yuan created a whole system of clear religious groups for her without her knowing anything. If Triss had not clearly known how disastrous the fusion of herself and the Midnight Mistress would bring, she would have been "touched" by her adopted daughter's behavior.

However, Triss, who was pulled back on track by Murphy with "love and justice", only felt a chill on her back at this moment.

She glanced at the witch cultists who were kneeling in front of her to pray, completely ignoring the threats around them. She seemed to be able to see the "threads of faith" extending from their bodies and gathering upwards to a certain point in the restless night sky. This invisible place is like a puppet hand directing these guys in another dimension.

The invisible chaotic eyes are looking at themselves and calling themselves through the eyes of these believers.

"Come on, witch!"

A dead-toothed vampire raised her seductive and twisted face, knelt on the ground and opened her arms to Tris in a fanatical manner.

She screamed in a hoarse voice:

"Come, become one with us, witch! We shape the scarlet stairs to help you reach the throne of midnight! Come, witch, He is waiting

Respond!

Come back to your warmest home. "

"But I refuse!"

Tris took a step back and waved the star staff in her hand to let the burning fire of creation turn into a raven flying, burning the vampire to ashes in the roaring collision. However, this cruel scene did not affect the calls of other witch cultists. It was as if they hadn't seen Tris's killing at all, and they were still calling for the return of the witch with fanatical expressions.

As the best theologian on the continent, Tris has ridiculed and despised those idiots who would give up reality for their faith in various ways throughout her long life, but when she saw these lunatics in front of her, they treated them with the same attitude. When she was alone, Tris could feel the disgust and resistance from the bottom of her heart.

She didn't know how many followers the Witch Cult had hidden throughout the world for more than a hundred years, but she knew that she had another goal in the second half of her long life. She had to clean up the cancer of the Witch Cult!

After all, the source of the appearance of these guys in front of me lies in his indulgence and guidance of Luna back then.

You also have to bear a share of the responsibility.

"Grand Duke, these people."

Bonnie stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

"I don't know much about faith, but I guess they will obey all your orders unconditionally, so..."

"Purify them!"

Tris held the shining Blood Heart pendant on her chest. The Omega energy contained in this thing allowed her mind to remain calm at this moment and was not affected by external forces. It also prevented her from hearing the corrupt call of the Midnight Matron.

She said with disgust:

"I can't give them any orders! This is tantamount to me accepting the identity of the witch, which will symbolically further bind me to the Midnight Matron. Luna arranged them here just to let me go on that path. , but I won’t step into the same quagmire twice.”

"Um."

Bonnie nodded, turned around, and shot out her burning eyes like a sickle across the kneeling lunatics behind her, but those guys neither ran away nor resisted, they just shouted the witch's name loudly.

Like firewood that has been placed on the altar, being lit is their only outcome.

On the same battlefield, it was not only the cultists of the Witch Cult who were set alight, but also the fallen druids and the fallen sons of gods who were discovered and sent here at dusk.

But their treatment is obviously worse.

Because at this time, leading the hell submarines to attack forward, in addition to the angry sea elf prince Ivelios and his warriors, there were also power armor knights personally commanded by Lord Murphy wearing the weapons of the Warmaster. Brigade.

Although the opponent had an astonishing number of Flesh Tearers and Chaos Creatures as cannon fodder and vanguards, facing the collective offensive of Hell's Submarines specially prepared by Murphy for a massacre-like annihilation war, these little Karami still could not survive on such a large-scale battlefield. Not enough!

The number of power armors shipped by the Origin Pioneer is not large, and there are only ten units including the warmaster's weapons. However, the ultimate state of these individual soldiers' strength on the battlefield is not simply a matter of quantity. If the opponent cannot withstand the power, The charge spearhead formed by armored knights means that no matter how many layers of positions they have, they will be penetrated in a very short time.

What's more, when Murphy went to the battlefield tonight, he also obtained the "specialized weapons" specially used by the Warmaster to deal with these fallen things.

"boom"

The slightly weird-looking insect halberd dragon spear pierced forward, hitting the body of a seven-meter-tall crazy ancient war tree. The extremely sharp demigod insect halberd easily pierced the anti-infantry weapon with the blessing of 50 points of power armor. Large single position, and the light and heat attached to it also ignited the heart of the ancient war tree at the moment of piercing. The scorching sun that followed the piercing of the insect halberd also ignited all the roaring trees within a 90° range in front of Murphy. The flesh-tearers were swallowed up together.

When Murphy pulled out the Bug Styracosaurus gun, the scorching impact caused by the collision between the ancient war tree's fallen aura and Parom's solar energy turned into energy halos and exploded in all directions, killing several Chaos Treemen who were close by. It also turned into a moving torch and lit it.

"Ha! Use Flame Fist on them!"

Murphy yelled in the power armor, and then swung the insect dragon gun and stabbed a fallen son of god sneaking over to his side.

The fool thought that he would not be sensed while crossing the forest under the protection of the Mother of the Forest. But what the eager guy who wanted to attack Murphy didn't know was that the target he selected had a cheating treatment of 50 points of perception. .

The unlucky girl was easily locked by Murphy the moment she sneaked into the shadow of the tree. Her careful movement in the shadow of the tree seemed to Murphy like a child holding gold in a busy city.

The fallen son of God was startled by Murphy's reaction. She immediately turned herself into a piece of wood as a substitute to avoid the blow, but the burning insect halberd detonated the scorching power of the sun's impact before the collision, making her Screaming and crossing his arms, he exploded his Son of God power on the spot, summoning a large number of vines and trees to form a wall-like shield, which was then easily penetrated.

"boom"

Another burning golden human-shaped flame exploded in front of Murphy's eyes, representing the death of a fool who chose the wrong camp.

"My Flame Fist is indeed invincible."

Murphy took back the still-burning bug-sword dragon gun with a master's gesture. He stroked the smooth golden surface of the dragon gun and was very satisfied with this new weapon.

Well, the name of this thing is "Murphy's Flame Fist".

Don't ask!

Asking is the whim of a blood clan prince who was influenced by the dregs of culture from another world after completing the enchantment.

Of course, it's possible that Tris drank too much when she was enchanting the insect halberd, which caused her mind to become uncontrollably "funny" again.

Murphy, wearing the Warmaster's armor, stood on the battlefield purified and ignited by the power of the sun. He looked back behind him, where the hell submarines were fighting in the storm set off by Ivelios.

Lao Zhao divided his subordinates into several brigades, each of which followed two power armor knights to carry out breakthrough and annihilation operations. The various action modes of professionals on the battlefield have completely different expressiveness from players.

Even without the assistance of power armor, these guys will instinctively use tactics when attacking small strongholds.

It took Lao Qin more than half a year to make the infantry of funny players barely learn the three-three assault. In the hands of these soldiers, it has become the most basic tactical choice, and the iron fist missiles and mortars used to support the assault are also They played tricks on her.

Not to mention anything else, at least in terms of accuracy, all Hell Submarines crushed ordinary players.

Murphy even saw three soldiers using two mortars to fire three rounds at an angle of nearly 90 degrees, all of which hit a group of degenerates hiding above the battle line. Those guys were killed without even having time to react. Exploded to the sky.

This damn thing can be used directly as a teaching case for the tough guys among the players.

And their tactical allocation is very flexible.

As Murphy and the power armor knights broke through the outer defense line of the Witch Cult and approached the giant tree of Castile, the hell submarine warriors encountered the army of tree men summoned by the fallen druids and those who were killed because of the Mother of the Forest. Blocked by the corrupted and crazy ancient war trees, these plant units have no health bar and no lethality, and bullets pose almost no threat to them.

It stands to reason that this special type of enemy will cause great trouble to the newbies. However, as soon as Captain Zhao gave the order, soldiers equipped with flamethrowers immediately came forward to take turns, using fires with gold-fueled oil added one after another. Together with the storm set off by His Highness Ivelious in a special direction, a fire tornado was formed, which quickly opened up the situation.

The problem is that the flamethrower is not among the standard weapons of the Helldiver, but is an optional special weapon.

In other words, before Lao Zhao entered the ground, he had anticipated that there might be enemies that could not be dealt with with bullets, so he equipped a large number of flamethrowers in advance.

Tsk tsk, look at this tactical arrangement. Murphy doesn't need to worry about it on the battlefield. His unique command and combat system leaves only one thing for Murphy to do when commanding such an army.

Tell them who the enemy is and where they are, and then wait for news of victory to come back.

"It's too worry-free."

Murphy sighed in his heart:

"Although saying this is a bit sorry for those funny little players who live and die in my name, I still want to say that professional people are different. Since the assault situation is very good, let's just go all out and enter Castilla. The core area of ​​the giant tree!"

With this in mind, he drove the Flame Fist Dragon Spear forward to break through, and was soon blocked by two Golden Fallen Archdruids. At this moment, Murphy suddenly received a communication from the Pluto Insect:

"Lord Pluto! Ms. Gaia, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, asked me to inform you that she sensed the abnormal rhythm of the Holy Light on her way to the battlefield. She thinks you will definitely be interested in this news."

"ah?"

Murphy was stunned for a moment and asked:

"What is an abnormal rhythm? Isn't the Seed of Holy Light not yet awakened? Why is it abnormal at this time?"

"Buzz"

Before Murphy could ask the answer, he felt a hot and bright force erupting on the battlefield behind him, causing Murphy and the two fallen druids who were attacking him to look back.

A golden stream of light is erupting on the battlefield in the dark night, like a golden torch that cannot be ignored in any area, seeming to completely illuminate this land of justice shrouded in corruption. Murphy's perception is super strong, so he can even clearly hear the equally confused scream of the Golden Peach Knight coming from the burst of light:

"Mom! Why did I suddenly light up? Forget it, never mind, ah, Holy Light! This enemy in front of me is worth fighting!!!"