Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Under the joint efforts of Lion King and Tiger King, thick smoke and flames shot up from behind Li Angel.

Accompanied by bursts of explosions, a large number of flaming parts spewed out from the cracked metal carapace.

Li Angel's originally unstable trajectory suddenly became more chaotic and disorderly, like a headless fly magnified tens of millions of times.

After all, this super-large killing machine from three thousand years ago was no match for the two powerful members of the Golden Clan.

But it also released a more violent flame.

The red-hot iron tongs swept across like a hurricane, sweeping away all the towering trees, fel puppets, and orc warriors within the attack range, regardless of whether they were friends or foes.

What was even more frightening was that, accompanied by an ear-piercing "squeak", the flames that shot out from the depths of Li Angel's huge body gradually changed from scarlet red to pure white.

It was like a steam engine about to explode, sending out a distress signal.

With the angel of strength as the center, the ripples of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye spread rapidly, covering the entire dense forest.

The orc warriors swept by the psychic ripples all felt their internal organs shifted, their headaches were splitting, and the power of the totem seemed to be out of control, scurrying around at the ends of their limbs.

The experienced senior warriors all changed their faces.

They all knew what such a large-scale disturbance of spiritual energy meant.

This means that the force angel has lost control.

The spar stored in its body is irreversibly going to the point of no return of the chain reaction.

This is the precursor to self-destruction!

"Evil energy pollution!"

The lion king and the tiger king roared in unison.

They all realized that the fate of themselves, the ligers and tigers, the golden clan and even the entire Turan beast clan had come to a critical crossroads of life and death.

The wreckage of those fel puppets with a height of no more than three or five arms just now, once they explode, can spread to a radius of more than ten arms, blasting the orc warriors within the attack range to death or injury, even if they are lucky to be unscathed, the totem armor The combat performance will be greatly reduced.

What kind of catastrophic consequences would this behemoth with a height of seventy or eighty arms explode on its own?

When I think of the scenes circulated in war epics, the "fel energy pollution" blasted by those super-giant fel energy puppets in the past tens of millions of years, which caused the fall of countless Turanian warriors who once ruled the roost, it is the "horn of destruction" and "fury". For such a peerless murderer, his scalp could not help but tingle and his heart froze.

But they cannot escape.

Regardless of the glory of the Turan warriors, their most trusted and relied on subordinates were all entangled in the remains of fel puppets.

Even if they managed to escape, if their men were wiped out, they would not be able to leave the holy mountain alive.

Even if he was lucky enough to leave the holy mountain alive, he would have no face to return to Chijin City to meet his clansmen.

What's more, the condition of the wreckage of this super-large fel puppet is extremely unstable, and no one knows when it will explode-whether it is the next blink of an eye, or the next blink of an eye.

Rather than bear the infamy of "fleeing in front of the ancestors", it is still possible to be swept away by the psychic frenzy.

It's better to race against time, continue to attack, and strive to dismantle the wreckage of this super-large fel puppet before it explodes. At least, the power source that may trigger the explosion-the spar hidden in the wreckage of the fel puppet, Take them all out and throw them away.

Thinking of this, the Lion King and Tiger King had no reservations.

The swords are dancing wildly, the totems are roaring, they are like two large shield machines from Dragon City, tearing the shell of the angel of force, and the magic rune array attached to the shell, against the continuously spewing flames, lightning and frost, Deep inside Angel Chaoli's body, he got in very resolutely.

The spar behind the Angel of Power flickered at a high frequency.

Make the sound of "buzzing buzzing", like a swarm of bees flying in the temple.

Hearing this sound, the surrounding smaller wreckages of fel puppets set up their blade limbs and action feet one after another, abandoned the enemies in front of them, and scrambled towards Li Angel's back.

They rushed towards the Lion King and Tiger King like a flood.

Trying to stop the destruction of the strong orcs and buy time for the self-destruction of the force angel.

The ligers and tiger warriors around also realized that death or life might be in their own mind.

They also roared and jumped to the back of the Angel of Power, forcibly withstood the turbulent magic rune array, blasted the frost, lightning and flames in front of them, and swooped on the wreckages of the small fel puppets, in the gesture of dying together , Rolling down from Li Angel together with the opponent.

Both sides have exhausted the last drop of blood and the last ray of spiritual energy.

The totem armor of many orc warriors was cracked and peeled off in pieces, and even the white broken bones were exposed to the air, but they still bravely pierced the sharp broken bones into the gears and bearings of the fel puppets' wreckage. In the meantime, the operation of the wreckage of the fel puppet was abruptly stopped.

After these orc warriors went on and on, the lion king and the tiger king finally got into the core of the power angel's storage spar.

Pieces of crystal stones that were originally crystal clear, but are now as dazzling as the sun, and made a screaming sound, were thrown out of Li Angel's body by them.

Every time a spar is thrown out of control and will self-explode at any time, a liger warrior will step forward to take it, using the will to gnaw his fangs, forcefully carrying the stormy waves of spiritual interference, holding this Jingshi ran far away towards the edge of the dense forest.

Because the spar in the out-of-control state has extremely strong radiation, and even has the special ability to disintegrate the molecular structure of matter.

The consequences of running with such a spar are more terrifying than running with a steel ingot with a temperature of thousands of degrees.

The moment many orc warriors received the spar, the totem armor on their bodies burst into big bubbles like burns, and the luster of the liquid metal substance dimmed and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the flesh and blood under the totem armor is constantly carbonizing, making them feel a heart-piercing pain every time they take a step.

These lion and tiger warriors are worthy of being the most trusted soldiers and powerful generals of "Horn of Destruction" and "Blade of Fury".

Even though the radiation from the out-of-control spar was so strong, they ran an average distance of at least three to five hundred arms. They didn't exert their last strength until their internal organs seemed to be melted by the psychic frenzy, and their brains boiled to the point that they were about to break through the sky. , Throwing the out-of-control spar far away.

This is the only method recorded in the war epic written by the Turan ancestors with their lives that can prevent the fel puppets from exploding themselves.

About half of the crystals stored in Li Angel's body were dispersed to the maximum extent, even if it really exploded, the power in the unit space would be minimized.

However, there is still half of the spar.

When the force angel started to explode, it seemed that time was the first to be killed.

Located within the range of thousands of arms around the angel of strength, everyone felt that the time that was originally like gurgling water first turned into sticky mud, and then turned into hard bricks and stones, and they were embedded in the bricks and stones. of insects.

Whether it is the swaying tree branches blown by the shock wave, or the smoke rising into the sky like a dragon, or the rampant orc warriors and the wreckage of fel puppets, all of them are still in the frozen time, unable to do anything but watch Looking at the broken shell of the Angel of Power, beams of light that are more dazzling than the scorching sun at noon are released, and the collision of beams and beams splits more beams, until the beams converge into wings of light, and the wings of light turn into A raging ocean of light.

Under the cover of this ocean of light, no matter the Angel of Power or the remains of the fel puppets and orc warriors attached to it, all become crystal clear, like fragile and transparent glass products, even the internal mechanical structure and The internal organs of the orcs can be seen clearly.

The orc warriors who were farther away from Li Angel wanted to escape.

But their "vitrified" limbs, in the frozen time, can't make half a movement at all.

It's like playing on the beach, forgetting the time, finding that the sea is rising, but it's too late to escape, I can only watch the ocean of light, moving inch by inch, submerging my toes, ankles, knees, pelvis, Belly, chest and head.

Until their field of vision was shrouded in a pure white mist, and they could no longer see anything including their own fingers.

The deafening roar, like a tsunami, poured into their ear canals belatedly, deeply shocking and even shattering their brains.

The orc warriors flew up lightly like dead leaves falling into a hurricane.

Many wreckages of fel puppets and out-of-control crystals just thrown out were affected by the flooding sea of ​​light, and they also began to die in a series of explosions.

The entire scarlet mountain peak was rendered pale by the self-detonation of Li Angel.