After shooting down a batch of transport planes, the number of bloody corpses falling from the sky was significantly reduced.
Defense line pressure relief.
The bloody corpses loaded in the transport plane fell like raindrops with the destroyed aerial vehicle.
Many blood corpses were severely injured and shattered by the explosion, exposing the blood in their bodies.
The ascetic who was killed in the explosion recovered from his injuries instantly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, they simply grabbed the bloody corpse with its blood seed exposed, and punched it away stubbornly and crazily.
"Awesome..."
Xiong Hanzi blinked his eyes and looked at the ascetic who walked into the heavenly machine again.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene with Lin An in the hospital.
Zhang Tiepai bowling.
Team Lin, have you also used this trick?
It's just that he is the "bomb".
Painful memories.
"Captain Lin, I don't want to go to heaven like this!"
"I took over the mission of intercepting the ground!"
Shocked, Xiong Hanzi thought of that scene and Lin An's smile just now. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and quickly ran to the city gate to prepare for the battle.
Even though his limbs were blown apart, he could still recover...
In other words, the power of the cannonballs cannot destroy him.
But this way of ascending to heaven is a bit too perverted.
Lin An looked at Xiong Hanzi who had disappeared and couldn't help but laugh.
Forget it, leave this guy alone.
soon.
After the third group of ascetics destroyed a large number of transport planes, the Blood Corpse finally came to its "clumsy" mechanical response.
The bat-shaped aerial transport aircraft began to disperse to prevent them from crashing simultaneously under the explosion.
Seeing the bloody corpse's reaction, the general in charge's face darkened, but he soon regained his confidence.
Simply and quickly cupping his hands, the general turned to look at Lin An and some of the ascetics with higher numbers.
"Every ascetic within a thousand, we need to load more fire thunder on you!"
"There are not many captured "Fire Thunders", please fight!"
"I need each of you to destroy at least three monster ships!"
"Transformed monster soldiers have appeared on the city wall, we can't wait any longer!"
Don't want to waste it.
In the long battle against the blood zombies, humans are groping for how to fight against the monsters, and these blood zombies are also slowly changing.
In the past, if you killed a blood corpse, you could capture a large amount of fire mines.
But now, once the blood corpse is found surrounded or entangled by ascetics.
They will instinctively fire a large number of fire thunders before dying.
Just like Lin An's first encounter with a blood corpse.
These monsters have learned to be "smart" a lot.
There will be no fighting until the empty fire mine is fired.
As he spoke, the general in charge obviously cared more about Lin An, or had great "hopes" for Lin An.
The bodies of the ascetics numbering more than a thousand are too fragile. Even if they can ignore the explosion and destroy their bodies, this also means that they can change direction twice at most.
He had to be completely reborn.
Moreover, they lack the ability to preview and react to combat situations.
Those within a thousand people can carry more explosions, and their flexibility is greatly improved.
As for the ascetics numbered 99 like Lin An, in the eyes of the commanders and generals, they are carrying a gunpowder storehouse (fire and thunder storehouse) to heaven.
It's not a problem to rush into a group of monsters.
The ascetics whose numbers were called filed into the plane. The remaining ascetics present looked at Lin An, the only one who did not move.
The general in charge couldn't help but sound dissatisfied when he saw Lin An's delay in moving.
"This ascetic!?"
“Why haven’t you boarded the plane yet!?”
"Didn't you rehearse the battle?"
"According to the vague deduction of Ascetic No. 176, you can do it!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the only ascetic among the two hundred.
Ascetic No. 176 was carried out and nodded to Lin An expressionlessly.
Although he cannot accurately rehearse battles like the ascetics who number less than a hundred.
But with his foresight, Lin An can definitely complete the task.
Even the vague results he got made his calm heart feel a little shaken.
"No need."
Lin An faced everyone's gaze and calmly refused to enter the plane.
I have destructive skills, so why do I need to soar into the sky in this way?
His expression froze.
The commander's face looked a little ugly, and something suddenly occurred to his mind.
Bad eyesight.
Looking at Lin An, he couldn't help but feel a lot of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
This group of ascetics with the highest number...
Sure enough they are all the same!
Your Majesty is right... they no longer care about humans and are not willing to fight for Daxia!
Looking at each other, the general had a gloomy face and had no choice but to give up.
Lin An's number is too high, at least on the surface, his rank is no less than him.
As an ascetic above all else, he could not impose orders.
He snorted coldly.
He turned around directly and looked at the group of newly promoted ascetics.
"Everyone, since Master Lin An is unwilling to fight, then all of you can only fight!"
Without strong individuals, we can only rely on numbers.
The new-age ascetics who gathered together and gained strength through self-abuse all responded to the call.
Compared with the ascetics of the old age who had no emotional fluctuations, their emotions were undoubtedly much more exciting.
Although they were willing to participate in the war, this group of new ascetics did not hide their resentment towards Lin An, and they could not hide it.
Or spiteful.
Ascetics like them are inherently weak in strength.
If there are too many deaths, there will be no more people.
If Lin An can't survive, isn't that the same as killing them?
To be continued...