This Behemoth is even stronger than the one I encountered before.
Seeing such a monster is enough to destroy the mind, and even a brave warrior cannot be immune to the influence of the mysterious power. I have already had a similar experience, and I recovered faster. The same is true for Kulala, and there are many officers in the army.
It has also faced its kind with the Extraordinary, and it is the only force that can maintain order and courage in a short period of time.
If the enemy is just this giant beast, extraordinary people joining forces or concentrating heavy weapons may not be able to kill it. However, Duke Meyer may have betrayed, otherwise it cannot be explained why the enemy suddenly appeared from his defense zone. This is the real blow.
Even if a person like him can be considered a traitor, who else can believe it?
The army of the clan alliance has appeared on our rear and will block the road to the south at any time. The army has also lost order in the chaos.
The cavalry that retreated from the headquarters was probably the one who escorted the prince and the general to escape. They should retreat south quickly and only take action after they have obtained practical information. Other troops and strong men have also received the information, and most of them will follow the news.
Move south along their respective roads.
Therefore, the situation in front of me is completely different from that of more than a year ago. I cannot count on extraordinary beings and powerful troops to support me. If I wait a little longer until the clan alliance's troops complete the encirclement, the situation will be much worse.
The army has collapsed and is on the verge of defeat. If this monster is not stopped and this avalanche-like decline is not curbed, Krista may not be able to break out somewhere. Sonia and I, most of them,
The army could not escape the interception of the pursuers.
Griffith stood among the rolling crowds and faced a monster as big as a mountain. He tapped his lance, calmed his mind, and galvanized his horse.
The horse was frightened like everyone else. Just the stench and ferocious breath in the air frightened it so much that it subconsciously wanted to run away.
"Be brave, man, be brave!"
He took a deep breath, feeling the thickness and moisture of the blood, and the hot flames ignited in his cold eyes. He struck the ground with his lance, and an invisible impact and sonic boom swept over him.
The familiar power is spurting out from the limbs and bones, swirling around him, like a canopy of flames and light.
The panicked warriors fled from the side, alerted by the shock and reverberation, and their suspicious eyes flashed past the knight standing tall.
The noisy chaos was stagnant. In the splashing dust and rain of blood, many, if not all, of the panicked cavalry and infantry nearby stopped and slowly broke free from the nauseating fear and dizziness. They carried
When he started, he saw a man and a horse passing by. The knight's steps were vigorous and elegant, heading towards the source of fear and disaster. When the fleeing soldiers met him, they did not dare to look up at the knight's figure, but their eyes met with each other.
Then he felt ashamed and scattered to both sides like hitting a rock in the ocean.
Sonia suddenly woke up from a headache and dizziness. She hurriedly looked for her knight, and saw him with his legs lightly clamped, walking backwards in the retreating crowd, with a bloody lance on his shoulder. This lonely figure of the marching horse and her
What you see at the tournament is completely different.
When timid people look at him, their hearts will surge, and when those who shrink away approach him, their blood will boil. It's like a dying person encountering a warm bonfire in the cold night. The happiness makes people fear that this is a false illusion. The war horse seems to merge with the knight.
Together, they stepped forward in the red light and ran slowly towards the battlefield full of death and despair.
…
A harsh roar sounded in the sky, and the rain of stones in the sky passed overhead like a banshee announcing a funeral and an ominous horn. Fear turned into a whirlpool, approaching step by step, tightly binding the struggling survivors, as if they were laughing.
The second round of gravel rain came.
Behemoth crushed the boulder and swayed the deadly stones overwhelmingly. There was a dense rustling sound in the air, like tearing linen. The wilderness was like a fountain starting from hundreds of springs, bursting out like a dense forest.
The smoke and ashes. This gravel forest swept over the retreating army, dragging them into hell again.
The desperate screams covered the sky and the sun, as if the world's orbit was shaken.
Controlling the information that was as chaotic as snowflakes, he pointed out the rapidly shaking trajectory. Griffith walked through the smoke and dust in the sky. He first trotted, then leveled his lance, tucked it under his shoulder, and the war horse began to accelerate.
His speed was getting faster and faster, and the war horse wrapped in blood-colored light seemed to fly, flickering in the roaring rain of stones, like a meteor passing through the rain of meteorites, drawing electric light-like zigzag lines.
Griffith's eyes swept across the corpses scattered across the field. The unfortunate warriors had not yet cooled down, and their souls and wishes were still in the sky. The sharp lance piercing the body of such a giant beast was like hitting a city wall. However, the defense
After all, there is a limit. One hundred or two hundred self-destructing balls should be able to break the defense.
The corpse that had just fallen began to squirm, the warm blood solidified, and hundreds of living corpses woke up from the desolation. They were lying on the ground, listening to the call.
Self-destructing balls and living zombies are very powerful, but very fragile. If they swarm them, they may be killed together... Griffith points his sword forward, and a group of self-destructing balls drowns the orcs near Beamon and rolls towards the giant beast.
Behemoth swept his claws, and the wind pressure crushed the fragile corpse monsters, tearing them apart into a sky full of acid mist. However, most of the self-destructing balls suddenly stopped before being swept by this blow, and scattered like flowers.
, gathered together again after the wind pressure passed.
The giant beast's one eye swept across the ground. The undead creatures scattered were beyond its expectation, but it was only slightly surprised. It clenched a fist in its right hand and hammered the earth. The invisible shock wave spread in a ring, and the terrifying giant
Wherever the force reaches, it raises rugged stone spikes and breaks the scattered self-destructing balls.
Griffith drew out the Han Guang and commanded the self-destructing ball to attack in several waves. At the same time, he accelerated his horse and circled sideways. As he passed quickly, he slashed towards Beamon's thigh.
Under this sword, he felt an unprecedented blockage. The holy sword of broken steel seemed to have sunk into the viscous liquid. It was blocked and slowed down before it hit the hard fur, and even the refraction on the blade dimmed.
This is……!
The first time he encountered Behemoth, Griffith only threw a spear, and did not have such a sharp weapon in his hand. After swiping a blow with Hanguang, he immediately realized that this giant beast was definitely not relying on
The tyrannical flesh and blood are resisting hard.
This is some kind of extraordinary power. The attack will be mysteriously weakened before hitting, and then it will penetrate the armor!
Griffith walked around the back of the giant beast. Before it could turn around, he sheathed his sword and held his gun, spun around quickly, and drew a semicircle with the giant beast as the center. He was about to stab it with a blood thorn, when Beamon's right hand dropped down.
His arms swept behind him seemingly casually.
This swipe was just a light blow from the perspective of the giant beast, but in front of Griffith, it rolled up several meters of earth and stone walls, covering his face like a mad wolf. He hurriedly dodged the earth and rocks, but
There was no escape from the raging wind, and even people and horses were picked up and flew away.
He rolled in the hurricane, tried his best to maintain his body, but still fell heavily to the ground and rolled over. The horse also neighed and was smashed into a blur of flesh and blood.
Griffith only felt that his internal organs and lungs were whining from the bumps and impacts, and all the bones in his body were shaking. A white light flashed in front of his eyes, his ears were buzzing, and a bitter fishy smell suddenly came to his mouth.
.
He struggled to get up and found that he had rolled dozens of meters away. The giant beast was slowly turning around, scanning over with its terrifying single eye.
This one-eye was bigger than a bear, and strange ripples spread out when he stared at it. Griffith suddenly felt as if his whole body was being pressed by a thousand pounds of force, and his body made a loud creaking sound.
This giant beast's face was full of greed and ferocity. It looked down at the small insect that it had knocked down, and it stretched out two fingers to pinch it like a human being eating a small fish.
Now! Griffith held his right hand empty, and a rapid rolling sound was immediately heard on the ground. Several groups of self-destructing balls took advantage of Beamon's turn to hit it.
"boom!"
In a series of explosions and splashing sounds of acid, the hill-like beast was also enveloped and swallowed up by dark green acid and splashing sand.
Have you killed him? Griffith struggled to get up, wanting to see the results of the battle. In the short confrontation, he already knew that this giant beast had terrifying power, large-scale control, all-round perception and mysterious shield capabilities.
,especially……
Especially this mysterious shield.
"Hiss-ouch!"
The sand and dust were suddenly swept away by the hurricane, and the dragon elephant roared like a roar that tore the eardrums and almost burst Griffith's brain. All the self-destructing balls lurking in the distance were wiped out under the pressure of this blow.
The terrifying aura and insurmountable pressure broke through the wind and smoke, and a giant arm like Optimus Pillar hit the ground. The huge force made Griffith, who was dozens of meters away, bounce up like a pebble, and then
"Bang" his face slapped on the ground.
The solid earth suddenly shattered and deformed like melted chocolate. A terrifying huge figure emerged from the smoke.
The violent limbs, extremely ferocious movement and brown fur are still the same. Under the intensive impact of dozens of self-destructing balls, Beamon was unscathed as if he was splashed with water.
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Behemoth raised his paw and patted him.
With a self-destructing ball of this size, even a Death Knight would be wiped out by the continuous explosion and corrosion. Behemoth was unscathed. How is this possible?
Is this the power of being close to a demigod? This, this is not something that humans can defeat... I have to avoid it, otherwise I will be beaten to pieces...
Griffith gritted his teeth and tried to dodge, a chill of despair spreading down his spine. He had already used his strongest attack, but the beast's defense remained motionless as if it were a prank.
Suddenly there was a shrill and familiar roar in the sky. A big iron ball flew over a thousand meters and crashed down, hitting Beamon squarely on the head.
"Bang!"
The cannonball, which was enough to break the city wall, made a muffled sound on the giant beast's head, then bounced straight away, landing in front of Griffith and jumping around.
The black iron ball has suddenly deformed, and a few twisted words can still be vaguely discerned on the charred surface——
"Yours sincerely, Fenrir."
…
Sergeant Major Fenrir quickly cleaned the gun barrel.
The small team he led was originally dragging heavy artillery from the rear to a nearby highland gun position, but encountered giant beasts and incoming enemies on the way. The army collapsed, and the soldiers around him dispersed, leaving him alone.
For some unknown reason, the sergeant major was not afraid at all. He did not run away or panic. With the caution and seriousness of a veteran and former artillery factory worker, he loaded the shells and fired at the target as big as a mountain.
One shot.
Such a big target should be hit!
The big cannonball fired by the Orochi Cannon drew a beautiful arc and hit the giant beast accurately. The monster that only appeared in the story staggered, and its big head shook, like a drunk in a bar fight.
Han was hit on the head with a wine bottle.
"Oh——! Come on, I have to record it. The first hit was a slight damage to a demigod-level creature. The penetration power needs to be strengthened."
Sergeant Major Fenrir hummed a tune and worked hard to clean the barrel of the gun. Then he drove the mule to turn the muzzle and loaded three shots into the barrel. The clan alliance army had launched a full-scale counterattack. A large group crossed the position and rushed near him.
to the position of two hundred meters.
The sergeant major slowly lowered the barrel and took aim again and again. Then, he lit the fuse and picked up a pen to record in the report:
"On October 18, 1444 in the Second Era, the 603rd Technical Test Squadron, the third subject of the 'Orochi' test. It was performed and recorded by Technical Sergeant Major Fenrir Gunter.
"Three times the shotgun shells, bombarding the enemy group of infantry from a medium distance. Test results..."
He raised his head to see the results of the battle. The Orochi Cannon suddenly made a loud noise, and the gun frame jumped back. The sergeant major was startled and looked at the enemy infantry who were cut down in pieces and the people holding long guns.
The remnant soldier who continued to attack thought again and again, and finally took a portrait from his pocket and started caressing it.