Luvia Greta, who was able to briefly foresee the other party's actions, did not expect the priestess' actions. In fact, her power had been weakened to less than 20% in an evil environment, so she was even stunned for a second when the other party turned his head.
The next second, the priestess let out a harsh roar.
At the same time, all Slaines also joined the chorus.
In an instant, severe pain enveloped Luvia Greta. Her skin seemed to be eroded by acid. There were countless mice in her body trying to break out. She fell directly on the ground soaked in blood. She gasped loudly, her limbs twisted violently, her mouth was tightly closed until her teeth were about to break, and blood poured out of her nose and mouth.
This is the force that the enemy is irresistible to all Ada.
Not only her, many Adas on the battlefield were knocked down by this single, trembling tone, and painful choruses drifted out of the subspace, and torture and painful thoughts filled the unprepared brains of the wilderness elves. The war cry of the followers of Slaanes and the creepy screams coming from the subspace gate, showing their powerful power.
In a misty mist, she saw the priestess approaching and she looked down at him like a bug trampled under her feet.
"Ah, I think, or before the sacrifice, it would be a good game to show your desecrated body to your tribe."
Luvia Greta tried to curse the Slaanesians, but she could only let out a moan.
The priestess poked every part of her body with a scepter, then showed an obscene smile, squatted down and took out a ritual dagger.
"Don't move around, I don't want to destroy your complete skin."
As she said, her sharp dagger started from the neckline and slowly cut her robe from top to bottom without hurting Luvia Greta's skin.
Thinking of the impending humiliation, Luvia Greta closed her eyes.
However, a melodious music echoed over the battlefield with laughter. The priestess's face suddenly changed, he stood up and screamed, and his face was distorted more like a demon.
A whistling air flowed by, and black bullets burst out from the throats of the Slaanes slaves, and the Slaanes banshees also shook, and flashing bullets hit them.
The priestess quickly flashed to the side, separating the sudden storm with the body of a dead slave.
In an instant, the pantomime actor wearing a mocking mask had pulled out his swords, avoiding the black flames thrown by the witch at him, while slashing the opponent's neck with a sharp blade at an extremely fast speed.
But his killing blow was blocked by the Slaaneshee. In a giggle, the more swift banshee parried the double swords, forcing the pantomime actor to get out of the battle with a backflip, while the priestess' face not far away was twisted by anger.
However, what made her even more angry is still there-
At a short moment, the time on the battlefield seemed to solidify, and then the magnificent net arch began to flash, and a majestic subspace energy burst out and rushed out of the gate, washing everyone on the battlefield, covering every soul like rocks on the coast, bringing a signal of confidence.
"Reinforcements are here!!!"
All the people of Linnaeus Kingdom were excited and shouted with joy and relief.
Immediately afterwards, another subspace energy rushed out of the gate, and countless vines with emerald green leaves spread out from the net arch, forming a mirror surface that was rippling like water. Then three red scorpion anti-gravity tanks rushed out of the gate first, and subspace energy flowed on their spiritual bone shells like tentacles. Then the powerful double main gun fired directly, accompanied by dazzling strong light, plowed out death scorch marks on the battlefield, and wiped out more than ten armored vehicles full of blasphemy marks.
Behind the Scorpion anti-gravity tank, there were groups of falcon tanks and flame crystal tanks. At the same time, a formation of Phoenix fighter jets and Nightwing fighter jets also flew out of the magnificent gate at an extremely fast speed. The Phoenix fighter began to use its star dart cannons and laser cannons to start shooting the battlefield, and at the same time fired a series of deadly plasma missiles. The Nightwing fighter jets headed straight to high altitude and began to hunt human fighter jets.
The situation on the battlefield collapsed instantly, and the ecstasy of the Slaanes believers turned into howling ghosts and wolves, because their shrines were blown up, and the purple smoke spread out by the explosion of gunpowder. Their hazy consciousness had noticed the arrival of destruction.
Just as the vehicles passed one by one, a unique drum sound began to sound, and an enlarged version of the Dark Eldar gunboat slowly rowed out from the center of the mesh arch.
It looks like a raider gunboat, but it is several times larger in size. It has three spiritual bone sails. There are not so many spikes and sharp blades instead. Instead, it is a suspended anti-gravity platform. The Trip Guard, holding a shield and a spear, stands on the platform. There are two drummers on the left and right, each on the left and right, whispering the war drum. The emerald green flag belonging to the Eternal Court is flying on the stern. Under the flag is a throne carved into the form of a phoenix. The handrail of the throne looks like a closed wing of a phoenix, and there is a magnificent existence as god-like as a living being on it.
He was wearing a luxurious armor, with shiny silver-plated armor inlaid with gold, or wings, leaves or branches, or flames. Behind him was a scarlet cloak, and the helmet was a phoenix hanging its head. The pointed and tall helmet was inlaid with wings on both sides. The phoenix head at the top stretched forward slightly, and a piece of red crystal was held in his mouth. Under the helmet was an expressionless golden mask, covering the face of the king, which made people imagine endlessly what kind of face it was behind the mask. While he was sitting upright, he was also standing in front of him with a burning leaf-shaped sword, with his hands overlapping on the hilt.
And his most prominent feature is his hugeness, even hugeness, and under the support of the surrounding captives, he is as unreal as the ancient gods who have descended on earth.
In addition to the guards, there were some prophets holding long staffs, and bishops wearing gorgeous armor, Si Zhan holding helmets in his arms, and Doral, wearing golden feathers, stood at the closest position to the throne, holding an arrow decorated with white feathers in his hand.
With the sound of drums, there was not only a gunboat, but also the towering Nether Lord, who paced out of the net with a smooth movement that was completely inconsistent with his body shape. The blue-blue armor was as smooth as a mirror, and there was a huge scattering laser cannon on his right shoulder, and two star dart cannons on the back of his left and right hands. He held a huge ghost sword in his left hand, followed by six Nether Guards, and the flag and standards of the Ark World Lagnashi were imprinted on their spiritual bone shells.
More Aida armed personnel rushed out of the net in gunboats or wave snake tanks, and even the howling banshees jumped one after another without waiting for the vehicle to stop, waving sharp blades and howling towards the almost collapsed enemy. The drum sounds became increasingly dense at this time.
But just as the drums reached their peak, they suddenly stopped. Then Doral took a step forward and waved the arrow.
"After the order of the Phoenix King, all the troops will destroy all the slaves of the great enemy!"
Chapter completed!