Chapter 629: Exchange (V)
Hunger, thirst.
Integrity defect.
They chased the stars of light and took them into their bodies, hoping to perfect the thing called self.
They flowed with everything human...including human blood.
And sadly, the technology of the Flesh Turbine was itself a dangerous technology based on burning "intelligence".
They burned the soul, burned the intellect, used this power to promote the offensive evolution of the flesh, pumped it into the furnace blood vessels, and stood up countless times.
Perhaps it is undeniable that when they take in too much intellect, they might have a "self" for a short time at some point... and then burn this self.
So, they saw the light.
Different from other starlight, a dazzling light.
"Blade."
Leia stretched out her hand.
The divine art sequence, the cutting divine art that creates high heat, is manifested in the form of a sword.
The arc sword fell and split the Flesh Turbine in two.
As long as the flesh core is not destroyed.
The blood and flesh turbine that was cut in half took the initiative to shed the part that was burned by the high heat generated by the light blade, and re-extended black and red granulation to condense the broken parts together, and the new metal coating slowly formed on the zinc layer on the surface.
Overgrowth, blunt armor.
"Hiss--Crack--"
In one minute, the blood and flesh turbine that was cut in half stood up again.
The out-of-control army moved forward.
The twisted limbs and huge metals crushed everything that dared to block them... whether it was humans, engineering equipment, or constructs.
"Leave."
Leia looked at the soldiers around her who were protecting her, and realized that they were the ones who really needed to be protected, not herself.
Since that thing was coming for her...
Let's get close to it... That way she could save some energy.
The smell was really bad,
"Disintegration."
Divine Art - Disintegration.
A divine art sequence spell improved from the standard spell Disintegration, which consumes a lot of energy to quickly "disintegrate" the target. No matter what kind of target it is, it will be disintegrated into flesh and metal under this spell.
The only problem is that the range is too short. Once the distance exceeds fifty meters, the disintegration effect will be greatly reduced.
A "soldier" finally cracked and turned into a melted meat ball rotting on the ground.
"An, how many of these things do they have?"
"A total of twenty-two... but they are spread very widely... our entire side is..." An closed her eyes, trying to avoid the wailing echoing over the battlefield as much as possible: "They have caused at least one division of troops to collapse..."
She opened her eyes.
"Sister Leia... I still feel very uncomfortable..."
Leia looked at the new flesh and metal lumps that were gradually approaching, revealing different offensive evolution forms. Their bodies were enough to draw a bloody trail in the army just by moving.
Some were the Atonement Army, but the other part was the trained troops in the Church.
The regular troops were disappearing like snowflakes under the scorching sun.
"I know what they want to do."
The enemy's goal is to cause heavy casualties to the conventional army through this construct. The paladins can fight against this monster... but in low visibility, any mixed combat group that encounters more than three flesh turbines will be wiped out.
This special construct... is too troublesome.
It has strong recovery ability and damage tolerance, and can even use various long-range and short-range weapons.
When the conventional troops are cleared out by this monster, the Church will not be able to occupy the fortress as planned... No, if she was not wrong at that moment...
That thing is growing and growing.
Five thousand people, fifty thousand people may become the nourishment of this thing.
After eating them all...the next target of these monsters with black blood can only be the fortress not far away?
But the fortress has to face more than just this kind of flesh turbine that looks like a large monster infantry... She dare not think about how big this pile of things can grow after eating...
It must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Ten pawns representing the Flesh Turbines fell at the hands of the Paladins.
But the remaining twelve pawns were enough to force them into a desperate situation without any preparation.
The two Paladins had run out of strength, and the divine artillery had exhausted its combat readiness in the siege, and the Templars who were able to entangle the Flesh Turbines also suffered heavy losses in the siege.
They no longer had the extra capacity to deal with the extra chess pieces dropped by the enemy.
In other words, they could destroy this batch of Flesh Turbines at a huge cost, but at that point... this offensive plan had already fallen into an irreparable failure.
The chess pieces fell, and the checkmate was defeated.
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"Retreat."
"But... the bishop behind us will be unhappy." The commissioner wiped his sweat: "Look, we still need to consult Bishop Levins's opinion..."
"This is not a discussion, this is an order." Leia looked at the Vatican commissioner in charge of the attack: "The attack has failed. If we don't retreat, the 50,000 people who launched the attack will all die here."
"You can handle the enemy's surprise attack... I heard... 20 units are not a big problem." The commissioner hesitated and said: "We will be able to attack the fortress soon... If we control this fortress, we will also have an explanation to the Privy Council."
"What I'm asking now is, if they drop this kind of thing again, what are you going to do?" Leia was too tired to get angry: "If they drop this kind of thing indiscriminately everywhere on our defense line, do you want me to throw you over to feed this construct?"
"Since it's the first time I've seen it... maybe this thing is also quite rare for these undead people?" The special envoy asked: "Even if all 50,000 people die here, the Privy Council can accept it. If you need it... we can also transfer another 50,000 people."
There are some losses, but it's definitely not a serious injury.
Transfer 50,000 people to continue to die, transfer 100,000 people to continue to die.
But there will never be such a good opportunity again. The paladins seized the enemy's most vulnerable defense gap with their keen sense of war, and then they will face the entire defense line that is fully mobilized.
They don't want to see that happen.
Leia exhaled.
The people who sit firmly on the high platform of the Privy Council really don't take human life seriously, and this group of clergy born in the ivory tower have never regarded others as their own kind.
At this moment, she suddenly felt fortunate that the enemy had a special "quality" that negated the "quantity".
The more deaths, the stronger the enemy will be.
Leia was confident that she could persuade the Privy Council to send fewer people to die.
She didn't want her comrades to die meaninglessly. They had seen the enemy's troops. What they needed now was to go back and study targeted weapons before launching an attack...
She didn't know yet that in a certain future, this weapon was called a "strategic deterrent" weapon.
Relying on strategic deterrent weapons, humans, a species that has never stopped attacking, have achieved a long peace that has never been seen in history.
"I said, retreat."
