Chapter 1379 General of Nash Country, Qili Duoan

The soldiers of the Three-Eyed Clan used a device similar to a speargun. A long, barbed hook was ejected from the muzzle of the gun, which directly pierced the soldier's neck. Then, when the switch was pressed, the hook flew away with his body. go back.

This is a weapon specially designed to hunt humans.

At this time, swords, guns and sticks are not as useful as it is.

The human soldiers realized that the real test had come.

The professional army, combat effectiveness and equipment are completely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Kill ah ah ah!!!!"

Needless to say at this moment, both sides wanted to take the other's life. Two armies, one large and one small, charged towards each other.

As a result, the direct collision directly caused the elite soldiers on the human side to suffer heavy losses!

Just like what Zhang Yi saw earlier, although human weapons are sophisticated, soldiers who cannot carry heavy weapons cannot penetrate the most primitive metal armor of the Three-Eyed Tribe soldiers with the firearms in their hands.

The most bullets hit their knees made them unable to straighten up in pain.

But every three-eyed soldier is equivalent to an enhanced alien with a power index of over 3000 points.

Not to mention that there are "warriors" with supernatural powers among them.

In terms of their physical fitness, if they have super powers, their strength will increase to several levels!

Although the number of human soldiers is no less than that of the other side, they will collapse in a real fight!

Ordinary soldiers were treated as mice and made into sticks of incense.

Only powerful aliens can still resist desperately with their abilities.

Lancelot and the others, who were sitting high up and looking at the battlefield coldly, frowned.

"These guys are so useless! I originally thought they could create some chaos and attract the strong men of Nash Country. I didn't expect that they couldn't even defeat ordinary soldiers."

[Rebel Knight] Mordred frowned and said with disdain.

[Guardian Knight] Galahad, this sturdy man in his forties crossed his arms and smiled: "After all, the difference in size is too big! Fortunately, this country has a sparse population, otherwise... I can't imagine it."

If their population could reach one-tenth of humanity, they would have easily destroyed any civilization in the world.

Mordred turned to look at the leader of the team, [Judgement Knight] Lancelot.

"Deputy Commander, these idiots are about to die. Do you want to save them?"

[Green Knight] Boss looked at Mordred teasingly: "Since when have you cared about the life and death of these people?"

Mordred was a little annoyed, "Some things still need these Muggles to do, otherwise would we have to go directly to the palace on the ceiling?"

Lancelot finally spoke.

"That's right. Creating chaos and looking for opportunities to enter the Holy Spirit Temple are what we need to do most at the moment."

He raised his head and looked at the huge palace under the dome.

A strong intuition told him that there must be something he wanted to get during this trip.

That feeling was the same as when he entered Atlantis.

"Do it! Clean this place up!"

Lancelot spoke.

The members of the Knights of the Round Table around them showed cold or cruel smiles on their faces, and flew down one by one.

Finally, they can take action as much as they want!

The soldiers of the Three-Eyed Tribe were still capturing the humans in front of them. Suddenly, they felt that the movements under their feet became heavier, as if something was wrapped around their calves, making their movements difficult.

Looking down, the whole street turned into a huge swamp at some point, and their heavy bodies slowly sank into it.

"What is this?"

The soldiers of the Three-Eyed Tribe struggled hard, but the harder they tried, the faster they fell in.

Mordred sneered at them not far away.

"For those who are stuck in a swamp, the harder they struggle, the faster they sink!"

This is his ability [Muddy Swamp], which has the ability to turn any scene into a swamp.

The soldiers of the Three-Eyed Clan suddenly encountered this ability and struggled desperately for a while.

"boom!"

At this moment, a series of explosions suddenly came from the huge houses on both sides of the street.

Huge trees suddenly grew out of the burning walls.

[Green Knight] Bos, an extremely rare trait type and plant type user who can summon huge trees to fight.

A white figure jumped down from the sky, quickly stepped on the trees, and passed in front of the Three-Eyed Clan soldiers.

"Shh!"

The white light was a bit dazzling, cutting through the space sharply.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

The huge heads of more than a dozen Three-Eyed Tribe soldiers flew high into the sky, their blood pouring into the sky.

At the other end of the street, [Glory Knight] Lan Malok, dressed in white combat uniform, landed gracefully, pointing the Western sword in his hand to the ground, and then a drop of blood slowly dripped.

The addition of the Knights of the Round Table quickly tilted the battle towards the human side.

After all, the Knights of the Round Table can now represent a higher level of human combat team.

When the three-eyed soldiers who were killed saw that the situation was not good, someone immediately took out a signal bomb and released it into the sky.

The yellow fireworks are particularly dazzling in the purple night sky.

The Three-Eyed Clan soldiers who were still searching for human soldiers in the nearby streets saw this and immediately sped up and rushed here.

But ordinary soldiers, and even some powerful strangers who came here, quickly became the dead bodies of the Knights of the Round Table.

The streets were burning, and the huge corpses of Three-Eyed Tribe soldiers filled the roads.

There are many powerful generals among them.

Lancelot stepped on their corpses, but his eyes were always looking at the Holy Spirit Temple in the distance.

"Is there still no movement in the Holy Spirit Temple? Isn't it time to send some capable people to take action?"

He seemed to be responding to his words.

At the end of the street, a pair of black military boots slowly appeared.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

The sound of footsteps seemed to hit everyone's heart. Lancelot raised his head and looked ahead with a resolute and stern look.

At the corner of the second floor, they saw a pale face and a pair of dark eyes.

It was a huge three-eyed clan that was more than twenty meters tall. Even compared to similar people, his height was nearly twice that of others.

But his appearance is not ugly. Even judging by human aesthetic standards, he can be called handsome.

He has a fair and handsome face, his skin is as pale as albinism, and his long silver hair hangs down to his waist.

What he is wearing is not the black armor like the soldiers of the Three-Eyed Clan.

Instead, he was naked from the waist up and wearing a long cloak.

He held a huge two-handed war sword in his right hand and dragged it along the street, making a harsh friction sound and sparks flying everywhere.

That sword was more like a pillar than a sword, but the edges were polished slightly thinner.

But no one doubts that when it hits a person, that person will be smashed into pulp if not cut into two pieces.

Qili Duo'an, the general of the Imperial Guards of the Nash Kingdom, please attend.