The advantages of the giant war weapon are obvious. Its attack power is so terrifying that with one charged blow, even a nightmare-level weapon can only turn around and run for its life.
But its shortcoming is also obvious, that is, it is bulky.
The long charging time, inflexible shooting method, and large size that makes it difficult to move...all these make it unsuitable for individual combat.
But when facing an immovable city, its attack power advantage will be infinitely magnified.
This is a siege weapon!
The thick purple energy wave hit the protective barrier of the City of Holy Hands, and the terrifying power made the barrier tremble.
Seeing that the giant war weapon was still accumulating power, Old Man Wen's eyes twitched.
"No! We can't let it continue like this! Go and destroy the big bug yourself!"
Together with Old Man Wen, the congressman who was beating up the nightmare-level black-blooded general hesitated for a moment.
"Can you do it alone?"
Old Man Wen glared at him.
"Who are you looking down on?!"
As he spoke, he sprinkled a handful of colorful powder.
This pile of powder was extremely poisonous at first sight, and the black-blooded general's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly used the war machine under him to avoid it.
Old Man Wen took advantage of the situation and attacked, leaving his opponent in a desperate situation.
Another old congressman nodded and turned into an afterimage, flying towards the giant war weapon.
"stop!"
He roared angrily, with all his strength burning, he struck the mouthpiece of the giant war weapon with an extremely ferocious axe.
Don't look at the old man being thin, don't look at the old man being old, the old man is really quite capable.
His strength was beyond expectation, and even the head of the giant war weapon was cut off a few points.
The giant ax left a deep wound on its mouthparts.
However, no blood flowed from the wound.
The giant war weapon roared, and eight long legs supported the body and stood up.
A crazy light flashed in its compound eyes, and a bucket-thick purple beam shot out from its mouth.
The power of this beam is naturally much smaller, but the advantage is that it does not need to store power and the launch speed is fast.
The old councilman sneered and rolled in the air to dodge. His movements were light and dexterous, and he easily dodged the attack.
"The power is beyond the ordinary nightmare level, but the combat effectiveness..."
The old man's figure suddenly disappeared in the air.
The next moment, when he appeared, he was already standing on top of the giant war weapon.
"boom!"
The giant ax struck down hard, and the violent force tore through the solid defense of the war weapon, leaving hideous wounds again.
The war weapon staggered and almost fell.
It can be seen that the old congressman has hurt him very much.
"That's it! Destroy this monster! We will be invincible!"
Old Man Wen's eyes lit up.
The situation seems to be moving in a good direction.
In the Kaitan-level battlefield, Kuangsheng Kyle is very fierce. They fight one against two, or even one against three. Under their leadership, although the number of people in the City of Holy Hands does not have an advantage, they are still evenly matched.
In the nightmare-level battlefield, the City of the Holy Hand is slightly at a disadvantage... This group of black-blood generals and the black souls cooperate very well. In addition, they drive war weapons to fight, and their physical strength is almost endless. Their ability to avoid defeat has already shown that the power of the Holy Hand
The city is awesome.
None of this matters, as long as the old councilman performs a meritorious service and kills the opponent's giant war weapon, the situation will be opened up.
Thinking of this, Old Man Wen couldn't help but taunted:
"I heard that black blood has the ability to explode the small universe. Why don't you explode now? You won't have a chance later!"
In response, Black Soul just sneered.
"You...are you thinking too much?"
"Um?"
Old Man Wen was a little surprised.
Why are people with black blood so calm?
As his thoughts changed, sudden changes occurred on the battlefield.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise.
There seemed to be a bright meteor streaking across the battlefield, followed by ear-piercing screams and warm blood before it fell heavily to the ground.
The one who flew out turned out to be the old congressman who was still bullying the giant war weapon!
"Old Silla!"
Old Man Wen saw it clearly and shouted in horror.
what happened?
Black Soul raised his head and laughed wildly.
"Ignorant and humble City of Holy Hands, how dare you look down on us like this?!"
The thing that knocked Laosla away was not a giant war weapon, but a white and delicate... hand.
A hand stretched out from the body of the giant war weapon, and with just one slap, the arrogant old Silla was knocked away.
"This is……"
His pupils were so constricted that Old Man Wen felt chilled all over.
This breath!
The white and tender hand slowly stretched out from the giant war weapon, and then the other hand.
Two hands tore open the exoskeleton of the war weapon, causing the latter to roar in pain and twitch.
Slowly, a masked figure like a child crawled out of the war weapon.
He was not in a hurry, smiling but not smiling, looking at the nightmare-level battlefield in the distance.
He didn't move, but he seemed to have moved. The surging pressure was crushing towards the battlefield. Even the nightmare level felt a fatal threat.
Lao Silla got up from the ground and roared:
"I'm fine!"
But no one cares about what happened to him anymore.
Old Man Wen stared at the child-like figure.
"A...monster crawling out of the Holy Tomb?"
Mo Ying shook his head gently.
"I don't like people calling me a monster...you should just call me, Lord Mo Ying."
He smiled.
Behind him, the entire world became distorted, and the terrifying pressure made everyone tremble, unable to even think of resisting.
Lord level!
The pinnacle of dark creatures! The legend that survives in this world!
Mo Ying looked at Old Man Wen and the others and said calmly:
"We are not here to plunder. On the contrary, we just...want to hire a group of doctors. Killing them is not a good idea."
He looks like a child, but his voice is extremely old.
Old Man Wen said coldly:
"Employment? Haha, do you think I'm a child?"
"Yes, do you think we are three-year-old children?"
In the city, Luo Yan stood by the window sill, muttering to himself.
"At least giving money is called employment. Do you black bloods give money?"
He looked at Guaiguai holding his arms with a nervous look on his face.
"If all black-blooded people are like this, they will never be able to give you money!"
Outside the city, Mo Ying was not angry after hearing this.
He smiled silently.
"So, are you unwilling? It doesn't matter. As long as all the diehards like you are dead, the remaining people... won't dare to resist."
Mo Hun raised a hand.
At that moment, the air around him seemed to be drained by the movement of his hand.
There was a strong wind on the battlefield.
Old Man Wen's white hair fluttered in the wind, and his expression changed.
Is Mo Hun using his powerful moves? Is he going to kill himself instantly to establish his authority?
Killing a nightmare level in one second sounds like a fantasy, but Old Man Wen really felt a sense of life and death crisis!
He really could be killed instantly with one hand!
His pupils were dilated to the extreme, Old Man Wen's heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.
The corners of Mo Hun's mouth formed a cold arc.
That hand was about to be slapped down.
It was as if the whole world was trembling because of that hand, endless pressure swept across, and the power of this move was like a natural disaster.
Old Wen's head looked like a skinny old pine. He stood with clenched teeth and stared at Mo Ying.
"You can't kill me, I..."
He wanted to say something harsh, but when he saw Mo Ying's palm was about to fall, Old Man Wen finally couldn't hold it any longer!
"Riyi Immortal Banban! City Lord! You haven't come out yet, have you?!"