This Paladin is so despicable!

Bombing, overwhelming bombing!

Before the Lizard Demon could figure out what was happening, he was bombarded by the explosives thrown by the rats for a full hour.

The terrible explosion equivalent, precise delivery, dense explosions, and terrible destructive power!

The demons in the viewing platform were terrified.

They couldn't help but secretly think in their hearts, if their elite troops were dispatched, could they withstand the bombing of these crazy bomb rats?

The special and first-tier dependents might be okay, but the second-tier ones basically couldn't stand it.

As for the third and fourth-tier dependents, after a round of bombing, basically there was nothing left.

No, I haven't heard that the rat demons have any talent for explosive bombs before.

The strong bombs they are using now are several times stronger than the strongest firepower currently available on the market in the demon world!

Even some demons have developed some unknown killers, which pale in comparison with the bombs of the rats.

And they just heard clearly that the rats' bombs were all for civilian use.

Yes, yes, I almost forgot.

The rats all belong to the Supreme Spiral, which is a mining company that is keen on collecting abyss energy crystals.

Rats can dig holes, so it is also a good choice to use them for mining.

But they never expected that this group of rats would develop the explosives skill tree to such a crazy level in order to work faster, better and more efficiently.

"I feel the fluctuation of magic power. This is not an ordinary high-powered bomb. It is likely to contain a large amount of magic potions, supplemented by alchemical techniques and a variety of processes.

There are organic tricks, demon curses, and dragon language of the dragon clan...

This is not a bomb, it is simply a work of art!"

There are also knowledgeable demons among the demons. He judged that these rats' bombs were not simple just by the picture and sound.

But when they thought that these extremely lethal and technically demanding bombs were invented just to make mining easier, the demons were speechless.

On the battlefield, after an hour of saturation bombing, the entire lizard camp was almost razed to the ground.

Even the entire target area sank two or three meters and became a depression. If water is injected, a lake will soon be created.

And those lizard demons have basically been destroyed, but some of them have drilled deep underground and escaped by luck.

But in this situation, they dare not show up again.

Demons are all seeking benefits and avoiding harm. Knowing that they can't beat the opponent, the demons will not rush forward stupidly.

Of course, there will always be some different ones in a tribe.

Two lizard demons suddenly rose from the ground and rushed towards the rat demon camp.

They are proud of their silver species. In their eyes, the bronze rat demons are not vulnerable at all.

Taking advantage of the sudden attack, they rushed into the enemy camp, killed a few more, and then left in their weak resistance and unwilling gaze.

In this way, they not only demonstrated their military strength, but also avenged their own village.

However, when they rushed to the vicinity of the ratmen camp, a strong murderous intent immediately enveloped them.

These stupid lizards then discovered that the rats standing in the front row were wearing all kinds of equipment and were armed to the teeth.

Facing two aggressive lizardmen, the rats of a lower level were not panicked at all, and even looked at each other with some contempt.

"Our security department is really underestimated!"

"Security, security, keep the peace!"

The security department has always been based on teams as operating units. Facing the incoming enemies, the rats of the security department immediately dispatched two complete teams to intercept and eliminate them.

Behind the battle team, there are two teams that have entered combat readiness mode, ready to support personnel at any time, or directly rotate substitutes.

Unfortunately, the two teams that went out did not give them this opportunity at all.

What a joke, the enemy that finally arrived was almost wiped out by the crazy bombing of the engineering department.

I thought I would return empty-handed again this time, but I didn't expect that two people who were stunned by the explosion suddenly came to take credit.

In this situation, how could I allow others to take credit for my work?

A team of six to eight people, one enemy, is not enough for me!

In front of the team are three sword and shield soldiers, one main shield and two secondary shields, responsible for resisting the enemy's attack head-on.

Behind the sword and shield soldiers are two spearmen, responsible for the main attack and killing, and protecting the two wings of the team with two secondary sword and shield soldiers.

In the middle of the team is a warlock, an archer with a strong crossbow, and a powerful magician.

With this configuration, the sword and shield soldiers resisted the swift attack of the lizardmen in the first time, and then the warlocks in the back kept healing them and providing various support.

At the same time, the archers began to harass and the spearmen began to output crazily. The mage chanted a spell under the protection of his teammates, preparing a magic that could win the game.

The two lizardmen were both trapped by the same routine, and soon revealed their flaws, and were killed by the combined efforts.

Poor two magicians just started to chant the spell, and the enemy was killed.

The whole process was smooth, as if there was no suspense.

The demons in the viewing platform were talking about it, and they were extremely surprised by the result.

Normally, a silver-level combat unit can easily kill more than ten bronze-level combat units.

If they fight to the death, it is common for one silver-level to exchange for forty or fifty bronze-level units.

But just now, under their noses.

Less than ten bronze-level people, through close cooperation and the organic integration of their respective advantages, they easily killed a silver-level!

The demons present couldn't help but doubt themselves. Is this the correct opening posture of the followers?

Was their previous management method, which was like forcing ducks to climb the shelves, the performance of amateurs?

Although Wright didn't say anything from beginning to end, the demons always felt that they were scolded by someone.

It's like, in the same exam, everyone scored 40 or 50 points, and passing the exam is already a leader.

As a result, this guy came over and got a perfect score without any hesitation.

He even had the leisure to give himself an additional question on the back of the test paper, and he got it right!

He didn't say anything, but his existence and the existence of his score were an insult and contempt for all the other candidates present.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the viewing platform was a little depressed, one of the demons suddenly laughed.

"This is already the 100th floor, so he will soon encounter a plane with a lord!"

"Yes! In a plane with a lord, he won't be so arrogant!"