"The red mist appears."

Outside the gathering place of pure-blood tribes, on a raised rock wall that was used as a temporary defense, the leader of the tribe, Radolon, spoke in a dull voice.

His eyes narrowed, and his sharp hawk-like gaze passed over the endless red desert in front of him.

Before his eyes, in the wilderness.

Strips of scarlet mist curled up like smoke pillars, growing more and more, until finally they spread into a continuous sheet, turning into a majestic mountain-like wave, slowly rushing towards the place where they were at this time, carrying a wave of the world.

A strong sense of doomsday oppression.

There are many serious disasters on Parcel moon that can kill people.

High-concentration radiation, extreme high and low temperatures, mutated beasts and plants, etc., but among this series of destructive factors, the "red mist" was still the worst thing he had ever seen. It was a thick, disturbing

Suffocating, grit-filled steam. Although Ladoron doesn't know exactly why the red haze forms, it only appears on low-gravity satellite objects like Bacelon.

The red mist is as sharp as iron and as thick as soup. They will bite the nasal cavity, trachea, and lungs like living creatures. If you don't wear any protective equipment and are exposed to such a disaster, it will only take less than three days.

Ten seconds is enough to put someone in a certain death situation.

Stab!

Radolon tightened the zipper of the protective suit and carefully checked to ensure that there were no possible gaps all over his body.

"Put this dress on quickly."

He turned his head and looked at the angel standing beside him, his voice became dull and hoarse due to the full protective mask, "The arrival of the red mist will increase the concentration of radiation to hundreds of times the normal standard value in a short period of time, even if it is a mutant

It is difficult for people to adapt to such a harsh environment."

Same as Ladoron.

The angel is also looking at the sea-like red mist in front of him.

Her beautiful face was full of solemn expression. After hearing Ladoron's words, the angel raised her head slightly and glanced at the protective suit held in Ladoron's hand.

——That is obviously a carefully selected treasure.

Not only does it look very new, the leather surface is carefully smeared with a layer of animal oil, which shines under the sunlight. And its style is obviously one size larger than the angel's body, enough for the angel to easily stuff the wings behind his back.

Among them.

"Thank you."

The angel first thanked him sincerely, then shook his head and rejected Ladoron's kindness.

"I don't need these protective equipment. The harsh environment in the red mist can't kill me." Angel said, "Leave it to those who need it more. If we plan to leave from the Blood Mountain, then these protective clothing will be like water."

Like fuel, they are indispensable necessities."

"Okay——"

Radolon looked into the angel's eyes.

Those pale golden eyes were full of sincerity, and there was an irresistible reason. He carefully placed the protective clothing in a box not far away, and heard the voice of the angel coming again against the noisy wind,

"Be careful, they are coming!"

Boom!

Before seeing the figures of those vehicles, Radolon heard the roar of the engine.

Immediately afterwards, the rolling red mist was torn apart by sharp iron thorns and gun barrels, and a huge modified armored vehicle roared out of the blazing red mist like a violent steel behemoth.

The heavy brass tracks rotated at high speed, biting deeply into the soil. At the end of the gun barrel above, where the cockpit should have been, there was a ferocious tower made of skulls and brass, hundreds of them.

The face was twisted and howling in the hot brass, and the ferocious face was full of solidified pain.

Those skulls - the skulls of pure-blooded people, the compatriots of Radolon, were forcibly cast together with molten brass while they were still alive, forming such a lifelike and terrifying landscape.

"Hiss——"

Ladoron breathed hard and clenched his teeth.

Force yourself to calm down.

"Fire!"

He gave the order over the intercom, and almost at the same time, dense lines of fire poured out from the heights of the nearby mountain wall. At the same time, the ground exploded, and blazing flames and black smoke spewed out amidst the violent explosions.

came out, the high explosives hidden in the sand were detonated at this moment.

However——

Has no effect.

The ferocious alien armor was extremely thick, and the solidified brass skull shone with an ominous bloody light. The track continued to move forward, making a creaking sound, and the large and terrifying skulls seemed to be mocking the innocent

The blood people’s overestimation of their capabilities.

Crunch!

After entering the shooting range.

The heavy armored vehicle's gun barrel was raised, and the dark hole was pointed at Radolon.

Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Coradoron still felt a coldness seeping into his back, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. He gritted his teeth and fought with all his strength.

Thinking and Countermeasures.

Swish——

Before possible countermeasures appear.

The angel has jumped out from Ladoron's side, like a pure white lightning.

The gravel beneath her feet suddenly exploded, and her slender body jumped high into the sky, spreading her pure white wings in mid-air. Although those immature wings could not carry the angel to fight the storm and fly high into the sky, they could already do so.

She glides short distances in mid-air.

Ta-ta-ta!

Dense tongues of fire tore through the red mist, and several alien vehicles following the heavy armored vehicles began to aim and shoot. The brass warheads with powerful kinetic energy tore through the air, leaving behind sharp and harsh white cloud marks.

Tongues of fire poured out, weaving into a dense web.

However, in Sanguinius' field of vision, the trajectory of the bullet is not impossible to judge.

Even without the help of the prophetic ability, with the original superhuman perception, it is not difficult to dodge bullets at close range in an open space.

She just made a few simple movements to adjust her posture, and the tongue of fire passed by within a hair's breadth.

At the rear.

In the eyes of Ladoron and many vampire warriors.

Such quick yet elegant movements are more like dancing under the spotlight, and it makes people feel that something even more incredible is yet to come.

Angels—the angels who bring hope, the angels of wrath, and the angels of destruction—jumped out of the dense fire net and landed lightly next to the hood of the first heavy armored tank.

She lowered her body slightly and grabbed the gap on the hood. The muscles in her arms suddenly tightened, and the brass was twisted with great force. A teeth-breaking crunching sound was heard, and the hot steam was torn from the

Spurting out of the crack was like a wound on the alien's neck that had been opened by a sharp blade.

Roar!

With an angry roar.

The turret on top of the alien vehicle was forcibly uprooted by the angels.

Two alien mutants with frightened faces were exposed in the air, and everyone was trembling at the destructive power displayed by the angels at this moment - some people were afraid, while others were excited.

Buzz!

The huge barrel is surrounded by angel arms.

The cannon barrel that brought destruction now became the handle of the giant hammer, and the turret covered with brass and skulls became the war hammer wielded by the angel. The huge and rugged war hammer was swung by the angel, and amidst the roar of hunting,

It smashed into a heavily armored chariot behind it with a force that created the world.

Bang!

That tank and the abominable mutant inside it.

Twisted, deformed and then exploded, with flames and thick smoke spurting out from every gap.

Radolon heard the roar, and every warrior of the Vampire tribe was roaring. They were inspired by a sacred power. Fear and despair were swept away, and they launched a fierce attack on the ferocious mutants who were standing there.

A death-fearing charge.

"These damn bastards, this doesn't fit into my battle plan!"

Ladoron grinned and cursed in his mind.
Chapter completed!