Chapter 270 Lovely’s broken mood(1/2)
In this layer of ruins, Luo Wei and others found a lot of information related to the Craftsmen Guild.
The book in his hand is a record of improved long-range magic cannons.
"This power is no joke."
Judging from the design drawings, the main gun of the Sky Wing is almost like a toy in front of it, and such a large equipment is not used on warships, but for land warfare.
There is no doubt that this is something installed on an ancient magical weapon.
A large crater was once blasted out of the Jieyi Mountains on the western outskirts of Wuguan City by an ancient magical weapon. That blast almost led to the extinction of the local dragon clan. The landscape and prosperity have not been restored to this day, and later the Northern Thunder Dragon lineage was split.
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This is why Vanessa, the Blue Dragon King, hates magic weapons so much.
If you add the power of the Machinist Goddess, it is not impossible to gather divine power to raze Wuguan City to the ground.
"..."
However, the craftsmen would be disturbed by them in this way, and the possibility of successfully building it was very slim. However, Lovely's battleship was too conspicuous hanging over the city, so just in case, it was better to let her control the distance.
Afraid that she wouldn't listen, Luo Wei added a few more words.
Several other women were listening, and Vermeer was also holding a stack of information in her hands.
In her opinion, the information in her hand is more like a death list than information.
"The behavior of these people is just like a cult... no, it is worse than a cult." Ayi Ning shook her head and said.
"It has existed like this for thirty years under the eyes of various forces."
Eluse smiled sarcastically.
The notebook in Vermeer's hand is the experimental record of the Black Flame Body.
Zollman claimed that this technology was mature, but even half a month ago, eight out of ten people did not survive.
If this experiment had started thirty years ago, God knows how many such thick records would still be here.
Not only that, various unknown incomes and the constant delivery of experimental subjects also prove that the Artisans Association has been engaged in amassing funds and kidnapping people.
These are all what Zollman calls "necessary sacrifices."
For their ideal so-called new city.
"There is no punishment suitable for them in this world." Shaye carried a spear on her back and was too lazy to get angry with these bastards.
"Probably only Crownless City can allow them to do this," Luo Wei closed his eyes and said, "In an independent city without a government, coupled with foolproof thought control, the thought of betrayal will be dealt with as soon as it arises, and it can also be treated as
The scapegoat who deceives money and people is really well thought out."
The craftsmen will try their best to prevent them from entering the next level, but they cannot avoid that this is already their base camp.
The other party had no place to hide the information in these implementation plans, so the members who left behind the evidence for destruction were found by them using resonance tools and became clues for guidance.
The moment he was hit, he transformed into a mutant, but it was a futile struggle, and he couldn't even hold on for a second.
Luo Wei didn't want to judge the ideal blueprint of these lunatics, so he turned around and glanced at Vermeer, who remained silent.
"What's wrong? Is it difficult to accept it?"
"No..." Vermeer slowly raised her head, "I just feel that if we let it go, it will be more than just Crownless City that suffers."
In the room where I got the experimental records, the dark red blood stains were deeply soaked into the floor tiles. It was no longer a matter of time or amount.
Even the devil's sacrifice would not be so cruel.
The disaster did not befall them, but who can guarantee that if these lunatics continue, these things will not happen to people they know in the future.
Behind every name in the record are real people, including friends and family.
And this group of lunatics are trying to obscure the sight of the gods and carry this thing through to the end.
If you turn a blind eye, one day when it is your turn, you still have the nerve to say that you wish you had taken action?
"We will stop them, right?" Vermeer raised her gaze and said.
"Of course," Luo Wei looked at her, "I won't show mercy."
"..."
Seeing the two people looking at each other, Ayi Ning always felt that there was an atmosphere that she couldn't get into.
She folded her arms and closed her eyes and said: "This is already the third blocked passage. Do you want to continue looking down?"
"Well," Luo Wei nodded, "focus on what you need to do now and don't be careless about the enemy."
It is now almost certain that the craftsmen will be related to the destruction of the last round of the world.
And the battle situation on the bright side.
He believes that Ryan will not let him down.
……
Wuguan City, outside the West City Gate.
The war rages on.
Ryan's sword was deflected, and the ogre collided with Marcus' body. After being thrown away by a punch, the knight's Holy Shield Seal fell from the sky.
When Marcus blocked it with one hand, Ryan had already regrouped with the help of Elufa, and his sword slashed into flames.
Bena, the clever machine girl, appeared and blocked the blow, giving Marcus, who was under siege on the other side, a moment of respite.
But——
""Shadow Surrounding Arrow"!"
""Extreme Flame Splitting Slash"!"
Bena was seen through by Jutman's long-prepared arrow, and Ryan's long sword shocked the mobile phone. Marcus turned around at the last moment, but was still pushed away several meters. Before he could stand still, he blocked the goblin's spells and spells.
The dwarf's axe, the Cyan Dragon King Vanessa flew forward with a claw, and the cyan flowing wind struck down, causing spider web-like cracks in the earth.
Marcus put one knee on the ground.
Even though he is the strongest among the third-level gods, he is not invincible when faced with the encirclement and suppression of so many top-notch godheads.
"Stop it, Marcus!" Ryan gasped for air and conveyed to him while raising his sword.
Marcus: "..."
This marshal who became a god by killing people has not spoken a word since the beginning of the war.
Marcus stood up steadily.
Ryan looked at him incomprehensively, "The magic cannon is gone, and your army is constantly being damaged. Stop the useless fighting and withdraw!"
When the war first started, the Hoof Fire Army was still able to gain an advantage with the support of magic cannons, and the city gate was completely demolished. But as waves of reinforcements arrived, Vanessa destroyed the magic cannon array again,
The scales of war have gradually tilted again.
After all, charging forward without caring about anything like that is really not the style of a first-rate commander.
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Simply.
It’s almost like you’re willing to die on purpose.
Seeing that the opponent was still planning to continue fighting, Ryan gritted his teeth. In fact, the battle damage on his side was not light. Three of the more than ten power lords were unable to fight, and Sherrond was also seriously injured. Marcus seemed to be able to rely on his strength on the battlefield.
After recovering his health, he fought them alone until now.
Marcus is serious, Ryan can feel it.
But the other party used its strongest strength to choose a situation that was most unfavorable to itself to launch a war.
"It's useless, he can't listen." Jas reminded from the right side.
At this moment, the barrier suddenly lit up at the city gate. Not only Ryan and the lords of various forces, but also Marcus also looked up.
"The barrier...has been repaired?" Ryan raised his head, a little stunned for a moment.
I don’t have time to care about that, but the craftsmen said it couldn’t be done today. Could it be that John is back?
From the beginning of the war, Ryan asked John to bring envoys from other forces to North Street, hoping to get the core to repair the barrier from the Artisans Guild.
This kind of technology is only available to craftsmen.
Although it is very likely that these people did not open the barrier, we cannot let go of any possibility.
"Ryan!"
John ran over from far behind.
Ryan turned around and looked at him approaching, "The core of the barrier... was brought by you from the craftsmen's association?"
John's face looked pale, he nodded and shook his head.
"No, to be precise, it was sent from the Craftsmen Association."
"Send?"
To be continued...