The end of the deep underground passage of the Rift formed by the bombing stands two black metal doors, with ancient alien patterns carved on it, and huge obelisks erected on the sides. Their surfaces are almost smooth but many circuits can be seen, and a powerful denial force field is formed to fight the bombing from the track, which also removes most of the energy output of the tomb defense system.
The "indigenous people" here have long been awakened, and they are desperate to eliminate the invading enemies.
The legion of metal ghosts looked endless, their bodies flashed under the slight light of green light, and the vicious hissing was changing into neat steps, forming a cold torrent.
Dada dada--
The wolf guards have already started shooting. The storm weaving of explosive bombs is mixed with the roar of the wolf people. The cursed warriors followed their head wolves to form hunting groups and destroyed the defense facilities on the battlements according to the instructions of the wolf king. They are now grinding their claws and waiting to tear the soulless metals apart.
Breaking the wall does not mean unobstructed. Rieman Russ knows better than anyone else that the explosive bombs fired by the warriors are nothing to the silent army of space necromance. They just need to simply walk across the road and not care about the fallen people around them.
Of course, Rieman Russ didn't mind that their shooting didn't work much.
Because he stands here to attack is essentially a cover, he wants to buy time for someone.
Suddenly, the air crackled, followed by lightning and beams of lightning shot towards the battlements, but the aliens' defense facilities became a cover to offset their attacks, and only a few wolves were hit.
Looking at the werewolf corpse whose body had been evaporated on the ground, Riemann raised his head, opened his lips, let out a loud roar, then raised a silver skull wrapped in a black sphere, and threw it towards the alien queue with force.
It is a trait of vortex grenade, and Rimanruz likes to call it Wolf Devour.
The power of the primordial body is so huge that it throws the grenade several miles away. As the grenade hits an object, a red vortex formed in the dark green wave. The space undead around it disappeared directly. As the coverage continues to expand, a large amount of metal was swept into the surging red hole for a moment, and even those huge underworld workers could not resist the pull of huge energy.
But after 3 seconds, the blackstone energy was activated and the subspace cracks were suppressed to disappear.
At the same time, a huge metal ghost was directly teleported to Riemanlus in phase lightning. It had many lower limbs, waved a huge war sickle with both hands, and the metallic face was distorted by an unthinkable hatred.
But Riemann knocked away his opponent's weapon with just one punch, then stepped forward, raised his giant sword, fell down, and cut the opponent from the middle with sparks and metal hissings.
As the two skeletons of the scorpion-like expellers slipped off the black walls, flocked to their positions, like evil spirits in black robes, swarming towards these invaders with the breath of life. When they moved quickly, their snake-like lower limbs pulled exaggeratedly, giving them extremely fast speed, sharp, fickle claws and crackling whip-like coils eager to destroy everything they touched.
The wolf guards came forward silently to protect their father, without thinking at all, without hesitation for even half a second, the shining battle axe ran on the perfect arc in geometry. When they touched the sharp blade, the metalized torso was about to break like a light cloud.
In a moment, a large army of ghosts composed of metal slashed and scattered.
But just like the real sea, the brief retreat of the wave is a more violent impact. Under the leadership of several snake-like expellers, the cold waves carried the metal friction screams and rushed up to the battlements. Two ancient wolf guards immediately disappeared in the tide of phase blades and minions.
A large number of enemies have arrived on the wall. The werewolf's howl and the sound of metal rupture formed a strange chorus. Their huge claws tear the soulless metal bodies like tearing the leather, but their bodies will be easily annihilated by the Gaussian beam. However, the werewolf has incredible agility and alertness, and knows to cooperate with each other and use the terrain. However, if it continues, the number of invaders will be rapidly amplified. If the owners of the tomb awaken completely, even the primordial body will be unable to support it.
Rimanruth saw a werewolf holding a tomb ghost, but two others passed through its sides, pierced the claw blades into its intercosal, and then cut it in half and dismembered it.
The wolf king roared angrily and rushed forward like a tree blown down by the wind.
The giant sword covered with frost flashed out like lightning in his hands, as fast as an arrow through the enemy's cold chest and howling face.
The enemy soldiers were angry and angry, and the green flames reflected their ugly metallic surface.
Riemanlus was like a mad wolf in a flock of sheep, invincible along the way, and countless broken metals were thrown into the sky by his sharp blades and fists. Whether it was the huge master of the underworld or the swift expeller, no matter how crazy the enemy was, it was not a one-sided general in front of him, just as simple as a wild wolf using his teeth to crush the bones of prey.
Although each breath can cause hundreds of kills, the Primrose still cannot repel these enemies without fear. They just carry out their own goals and chase them at Rimanruth, like a group of leeches who are crazy about the breath of blood.
This immediately reduced the pressure on the wolves on the walls, and they were able to start cleaning up the enemy and implement the tactics of the Wild Wolf King.
The Wolf King led them to the desired position, which was a huge arch at the entrance to the space undead tomb, where someone had already placed explosives here in advance.
Accompanied by the rockets launched by the Wolf Guards, Riemanlus turned around and jumped to the right when the first stone cracked, finding the safety zone marked by the opponent. Around him, a series of violent explosions sounded, and the magnificent city wall collapsed and fell.
The huge black stones collided violently, grinding the enemy group chasing the wolf king into pieces. Even the flexible tomb ghosts, after continuous phase teleportation, were smashed to the ground by rotating bricks and stones, and crushed by heavier stones.
“It’s not bad…”
Rimanrus looked at the smoke and dust, and swallowed it into his throat as soon as he said half of his words.
Accompanied by dense lightning and speed of light, the accumulated stones and wreckage were swept away, and a huge and majestic suspended obelisk emerged from behind the smoke and dust.
Below the giant obelisk, the huge undead legion was lined up in an orderly manner, with rifles, swords and dark shields stationary like winter forests. Their skeleton faces were only cold and indifferent, empty and ruthless, and the Ark of Doomsday and various flying units floating above their heads.
Chapter completed!