It seemed like something exploded, but it quickly turned into a whistling sound. The sound made the dwarf think of his hometown, under the ground in the area of the Iron Furnace City, every time there was a storm passing through, there was always a passage under the ground.
Such a howling sound will sound.
With this sound, a dozen black shadows were fired from the flying warship.
In fact, it is better to say that it is flying out rather than "fire" - those weird things carry the faint light of steel, but they are hardly inserted into two pairs of wings, and the back of the butt seems to be
After lit a fire, they staggered out more than a dozen white tracks in the air, rushed towards the Divine Power Beasts who were charging, and in a blink of an eye it crossed three or four miles away.
Down into the ground.
The dwarf pulled his beard and watched in confusion as the things plunged into the ground in front of the monsters, and then a large cloud - or smoke? Just like those clouds and mist techniques in magic, it was just this cloud and mist.
It was gray, and it expanded much faster than the Cloud Mist Technique. In the blink of an eye, the clouds occupied two or three miles wide and narrow, nearly a thousand feet tall, blocking all their sights.
Is it a poison cloud? But can this kind of thing be useful to those monsters?
Before the dwarf could figure out this question, the sudden burst of strong light in the clouds and mist had interrupted all his thoughts.
The violent flash seemed to suddenly appear on the ground. The huge ball of light gathering rose from the ground because it was too bright and dazzling. It seemed to make the world around it slightly dark! Blessed with the magic technique
At this moment, his vision became a burden. The dwarf seemed to hear everyone around him screaming and humming in a squeak.
But he soon couldn't hear anything.
The deafening explosion sounded like tearing the air, and swept across like a blade with the shock waves in the distance. Terrible, the huge shock even blew a strong wind in the air, almost causing the dwarf to directly pass the city wall.
It was lifted down. The buzzing sound in my ear turned into a rumble, and gradually formed a harsh roar of hyperthyroidism, like a tide of sea tide. The eyes and ears seemed to be sucked at the same time
It was as sharp as a tear, and he even forgot his identity and made a familiar curse...
"Moladin's axe...what the hell?"
After grabbing a few random handfuls like drowning, the dwarf finally supported his body. He squinted his eyes. Tears flowed and were blown dry by the wind... He could only barely see everything around him in the terrible wind.
The inside rolled, the sand and soil were flying around like hail. They hit the whole body, and everything around them was hustle and bustle, dancing wildly, and boiling. But it seemed to appear in a silent world. The hearing had lost its meaning, from the walls under its feet.
The trembling trembling directly in his bones, and the sound of the urn was as buzzing as a murmur made his brain dizzy. It was so numb that it made people feel uncomfortable. Even the sense of smell was not good... It was mixed in the wind.
The smell inside filled the dwarf's nose. It was pungent and unknown, and it was even more uncomfortable than the burning of sulfur.
However, at this time, the strong light around seemed to finally be a little weaker. The dwarf reluctantly turned his head in a direction that was no longer so dazzling, and then he saw a scene that would never be forgotten for life.
The place where the thick gray clouds originally enveloped has become a swollen ball. The blazing shell shattered in an instant, and a large ball of gradually dimming flames and dust rolled together.
The vague spherical appearance was beginning to rise as it expanded, slowly pulling up a pillar of sand and dust on the ground. Together with the rising and flattening fireball, it became a weird big mushroom. At its feet,
The storm was rolling, and dazzling flames burst out from it. Then, the storm beside him burned and hot, as if standing next to the volcanic lava, the dwarf's beautiful beard suddenly began to curl and fluffy! On the city wall
Near the outside, some thinner wood had already spewed out flames with a bang!
"This...this...this...this is this?"
But at this moment, Baroque Yeyu had no time to care about his pride. He had to fix his body first - a more violent wind blew in the opposite direction, and his strength almost forced him again
He lifted back to the female wall on the other side! The dwarf had to lie down, and finally he didn't fly down the city tower like a few unlucky guys. Fortunately, he was not invisible to the Baroque Night Rain.
If the ability of a class falls down, it will be thrown into dwarf meat sauce!
Lying behind the battlements, he sucked in a breath of dry and hot wind, and felt that his chest was about to be cracked by his heart. Although the dwarfs are recognized as a race that has no chance of magic, Baroque Night Rain has never seen magic.
Flames, something even stronger than magic flames - when he was young, he was attacked by an arrogant red dragon in the city, and the breath of the old dragon left a deep impression on him
.It was undoubtedly a terrible disaster. With every spit of the animal, the rolling clouds of fire filled the tunnel, burning every dwarf, and even burning their proud armor and axes to the darkness.
Red. Many dwarves were directly burned into coke. The dwarves paid more than a hundred people before finally driving away the cunning lizard...
But Baroque night rain is certain. Even if there are ten or a hundred red dragons like that breathe together, I am afraid that this terrifying fireball in front of me will not be able to create the terrifying fireball in front of me, just like the sun! Maybe even just now,
That god, the lightning that was pressed down from the sky, would not necessarily have the power of this fireball as great as that! He could not see the center of the fireball, what did those monsters with divine power become?
But he was sure that he saw the charred wood thrown out by the rolling storm, which were the wreckage left by the monsters turned into by the original plants!
That's right, since the hot wind can ignite the wood at this position, then the middle of the fireball must be as hot as those lava? That thing can even turn into juice, and those monsters are considered to be the gods.
It is still impossible to resist those who come down!
"This kid Edward is really exaggerating... Lord ten thousand years old!" After being stunned and having an hourglass scale, the dwarf found that he had finally recovered his hearing slightly. He stood up with the axe and then used the
He roared hoarsely with all his strength: "Edward! Lords are thousands of years old!"
In fact, even the dwarf himself didn't know what he was shouting. The rumbling shock in the distance was still surging like thunder, mixed with his roar, making the sound more like a ghost roaring.
.However, the people who had just experienced that crazy moment seemed to be awakened by this roar. They then began to wave their weapons and let out some unknown cheers and roars!
"Victory! Lord Lord!"
"The magic of the great magician! Lord Lord's magic of ten thousand years old!"
...
"No, this is not the power of magic!"
Mithra hissed.
In this world, there is no existence that can be more certain than the goddess who represents the Magic Net. Even if she is just a part of the body, she can only sense the disaster through the Magic Net part.
What happened. But she could still see that the magic net was twisting weakly there, and it was even far less powerful than the one produced when a seven-ring spell burst out!
But the question is, if that's not magic, what is it?
The monitor's everything Mithra could see, the sudden swelling of the flames in the clouds... The beasts created by Syvanas did not pay attention to this. Even if the slight mist was poisonous, it was also for the divine power.
Creation is completely ineffective. As for flames, divine power has long given these pets the ability to resist. Even if they pass through the fireball technique, it will be just a gust of wind.
However, the flame turned into an unexpectedly violent flame in the next moment! The metal deformed and melted in the sea of fire, like a burning candle, and the body of the creature was instantly dried into a withered skin.
Then under the impact of invisible power, these things that were originally living things flew in the air like a ball of cotton wool! Then the explosion was torn apart by the force of explosion, and the terrible high temperature directly melted their bodies.
In the end, only a bunch of scorched skeletons were left flying around - God's "gift" is not omnipotent. At least it is absolutely impossible to withstand the temperature of these melting rocks on the ground.
Or just because Sevenus itself does not pay much attention to things like fire. If it is enhanced a little more... at least they can survive the high temperature, although the impact will be in the next place,
It will definitely make them die again...
What's even more terrifying is that all this is not caused by magic or gods, and it is even more impossible for those insignificant spiritual superpowers to be caused by... So what kind of power did that human being get? If he had already
Having made and stored such power, is it possible for the several gods he gathered together to break through the defense line of his seemingly insignificant town?
A series of questions made it difficult for Mithra to respond.
"Is it really good to use this boring ability to deal with me?"
His eyes stopped slightly on the golden red picture in front of him. Edward flicked his cuffs leisurely. The sarcasm in the voice made the goddess's eyes flash.
If this split body had not exhausted most of its power and had to maintain the activation of the seal, the magic goddess would have jumped up and disintegrated Edward into a pile of dust, and then declared this guy to the whole world
She is a rule-breaker, referred to as a cheater... Even if she can figure out how all this happened just now, she may still be unable to bear the feeling of a broken worldview.
But unfortunately, the facts have happened and cannot be changed... and she couldn't even understand how everything in front of her happened. The depression is naturally even more unbearable to God.
Edward sighed contentedly.
The seemingly amazing power in science has never been obtained out of thin air... It requires a solid basic industry to support it. For example, the power of lasers is much higher than that of scorching heat ray magic, but it also requires a lot of electricity and precision excitation devices.
Modern poison gas is much better than the poison cloud technique, and it will die if it encounters it. However, without a chemical factory, you can't imagine mass production, and that generation also represents the highest destructive power.
The atomic bomb that can be used to compete with God - without thousands of departments, hundreds of thousands of people and various advanced machinery, it is simply empty talk to make it.
Of course. In fact, in ordinary terms, magic has never been a castle in the air. To create those seemingly dazzling effects, it often takes decades for a French master to figure out the mystery of the magic net.
Only by consuming expensive materials can you finally successfully implement them.
So relatively speaking, there are still some shortcuts to follow in science. Using those that exist naturally can still produce some powerful effects, such as...
Cloud explosion bomb.
This kind of thing is undoubtedly what Edward knows. Apart from nuclear weapons, the one with the highest destructive power in actual combat - he remembered that in the relevant descriptions he had read, according to the expert's test
.The power of the ultra-light individual cloud bomb fired with RPG can be comparable to the power of a 120 mm grenade. And those heavy cloud bombs will cause it to be like this in front of you, even more than hell
Terrifying, destructive effect.
However, it is obviously not that easy to get this effect.
Edward seems to remember what is called epoxyacetylene or epoxy-ethylene-ane. No matter what it is, it is not something that can be easily combined with half a little bit of his.
Fortunately, he still had something to replace. After receiving the help of Albert and the help of the magic powers on the Haojie Canyang, he mass-produced nitroglycerin.
It has reached the terrifying level of thousands of pounds a day, and it is not a problem to create more than a dozen cloud bombs.
Of course, substitutes are not just mentioned. At least it is very difficult to make cloud-explosive bombs with nitro acid-glycol oil. The original method of explosion of cloud-explosive bombs.
It is a blasting explosion to spill out the cloud explosion agent. It forms a suspended aerosol, and then ignites it to form a second formal blast. It uses the quickly burning agent to consume oxygen and create high temperatures and huge
Kinetic energy lethality. However, the overly sensitive explosive agent of nitrogenate, nitrogenate, cannot be thrown in conventional ways - as long as the temperature rises slightly, this kind of thing will be smashed into pieces. By the way,
It will also cause chain explosions and cannot be fully integrated with oxygen, so there is no cloud-explosion effect, it can only be regarded as a large shell.
Of course, large shell explosions can actually produce a considerable impact. The hundreds of cannons on the Haojie Canyang are fired together, and the power of bombardment may not be smaller than that of the Yun-Explosion Bomb, but the problem is,
Doing so will make the other party understand what they are doing. With those magical and divine power, it is too easy to avoid the killing of such simple impact.
Fortunately, Edward has a magic help. With just an improved version of the wind creation technique, a large amount of air can be compressed into the bullet and the spell, and then the spell can be de-eliminated.
The glycerol fiber powder is evenly spread into clouds. Moreover, the metal shell etched with the flight technique can better complete the missile's mission. It does not require too much propulsion medicine to fly for a long distance and hit things.
Enter the opponent's formation.
And in the end, it has to be said that Sevenus is the one who cooperates with the plan most. If he did not use this creation method to attack, even if the cloud bomb can intercept those forces, it would be because of the time spent
It is too short and its power is greatly reduced. The effect is far from so ideal.
While being proud, Edward had no regrets in his heart - the power of such a cloud bomb is optional to the gods, because it is just a physical impact after all, and this time Syvanas was purely a collision.
After getting into the muzzle, although the cloud bomb that exploded directly can consume a lot of the power of a god, as long as they are prepared, they can use many methods to temporarily avoid its front, so it cannot lock in victory...
Or it should be said that you just slightly pull the balance of victory or defeat to the point where you tilt it.
However, someone will not let his emotions express the slightest.
"Then, Her Majesty the Magic Goddess, our chess game seems to be in a stalemate..." His eyes circulated and his smile was grinning: "Next, how do you prepare to launch an offensive? But please rest assured, no matter what, I will
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The voice suddenly paused.
A slight smile trembled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then it stopped.
At this moment, in the sky above Burgundy, a little bright red suddenly lit up, and then it was like the bottom of Tianchi was leaking, and large patches of bright red gushed out from the broken parts in the blue sky
In a blink of an eye, the sky was dyed all over! In an instant, it seemed that the entire plane was filled with intertwined ice wind, green light and silver light, and then a shiny golden light that was indescribable overwhelmed everything, only like a
The golden color is rising slowly!
Everything was in a short moment, and the energy storm seemed to swell a little more. The wind howled sharply, the space door trembled, and it was colorful like a burst of oil. It began to curl and eventually turned into a huge deep