The head continued to be hit hard, Canto's vision had become blurred, his world was stained with blood, but he could feel that he was not far from crushing the beast's neck. With the crackling sound of bones, the green warlord's eyes almost squeezed out of his eye sockets, and his tongue kept shaking in his mouth in a sticky blood. Both of them used all their strength to control/break free from each other.
"head!"
Suddenly, a sharp scream, a fucking sperm holding a flag appeared on the shoulders of the green warlord, and then burst into a hot ashes to Canto's unprotected eyes.
Canto didn't want to dodge, but he couldn't control his instinct to close his eyes, and at this moment his arms slacked.
"Turn!"
The green warlord was also afraid, so he pushed Canto away directly, and did not choose to take advantage of the situation to fight back. Instead, he covered his neck and rolled and crawled to the back.
Realizing that the blood-debt-bound bastard was running away from him, Canto was furious, but he didn't know what the damn fart used. His vision was blurred and he could only smash his fist wildly and roar loudly, like an out-of-control machine.
Suddenly, various roars came from a distance, as if many explosive guns were shooting, followed by rapid footsteps, wailing and screams of aliens, but Canto did not pay attention to these. He just instinctively followed the direction that the green warlord might have escaped, constantly waving his fists.
"This is--"
A surprising voice sounded, but Canto had subconsciously smashed his fist over.
With a bang, his fist collided with something, and the huge force forced him to take a few steps back, followed by a few angry scoldings.
"What are you doing!"
"Are you crazy?"
Cortez's urgent cry also came from behind.
"Canto! Your own people! Don't do it!"
Hearing this, Canto was stunned, then blinked his eyes a few times. As the scorching pain dissipated, he saw a group of warriors wearing white Terminator armor. The leader was a more gorgeous armor, without a helmet, behind his head was an iron halo, and behind him was a warrior with a white cross-back flag. He looked a little angry, holding a quaint shape in both hands, vaguely surrounding the energy power spear.
Cortez hurried over at this time, regardless of the scars on his body, and gasped and explained:
"Dear brothers from the White Church, this is our leader of the battle. Maybe there is some misunderstanding just now."
Only then did Canto remember that this logo also belonged to a group of sons of Dorn, and the battle group was called the White Church.
He just attacked a friendly...
Realizing this, Canto's face became a little embarrassed and could only walk forward and stretch out his hand.
"I am Pedro Canto, the leader of the Scarlet Fist. Sorry, my vision was disturbed by the green skin just now..."
Seeing him like this and bloody, Alash also restrained his anger and the soul spear that Soshiyang gave him before leaving, and held the other party's hand.
"I am Arash, the commander of the White Church, and led two companies to help Ryan. Fortunately, we were not late."
Although the two families had almost never contacted each other, Kantor was still relieved to see the son of Dorn coming to help the battle. He squeezed out a smile and held each other's palm and shook it gently twice.
"Thanks to you, we have not let down Dorn's blood..."
"Brother Canto, there are twelve battle groups coming to help this time, including Blood Drinker, Red Angel, Storm Lord... By the way, there are also a group of guys who need to pay attention when dealing with them."
As soon as Arash finished speaking, a harsh whistling covered his voice. Cantor raised his head and saw a thunder eagle flying across the ground at an extremely low height and shooting wildly below. The thunder eagle was brassy and had a bright red bull logo on it.
“Minauta?”
Canto naturally knew something about this infamous war group. Even though this was his first time meeting, the war group had several contacts with them in history, and was not very pleasant, so it was recorded in the chapter's archives, reminding the later warriors to pay attention to this group of gloomy and irritable people who only serve power.
But soon a larger movement attracted his attention. It was an extremely huge landing craft that descended from the sky like a mountain and arrived at the empty mooring area of the airport. Canto had guessed what this size might be.
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-
Amid the sound of metal horns that penetrated the clouds and split the sun, a huge warrior-class Titan walked out of the landing craft, followed by a group of war dogs, as if they were hunters leading the hunting dogs to enter the forest to hunt wild beasts. These magic machines were red in overall red, with black and white striped symbols on their shoulder and leg armor, as well as huge metal skull logos. This logo, Canto, was not unfamiliar with, and he had even fought with them.
"The Iron Skull Army is here too..."
As the casting world closest to the Rocky Star Zone, Steel Fort can be said to be a brother in distress with Crimson Fist. They were both suffering from the invasion of Chalaton's Green Skin Empire, so the two sides have cooperated a lot. As the guardian legion of Steel Fort, the Iron Skull Legion has assisted Crimson Fist several times in the battle, but it was their first time to step on Ryan.
Obviously, the foundry director of the Steel Fort still understands the principle of losing his lips and teeth. In a sense, the disaster of Crimson Fist this time was considered to have helped Steel Fort block the disaster. If Ryan falls, there is no doubt that the next target of Charlaton's arson is Steel Fort. Therefore, whether it is for his own interests or strategic needs, Steel Fort must ensure that Ryan stands firm and Crimson Fist stands firm, otherwise they will have to face the wave of green skin.
As soon as they entered the battlefield, the magic machine immediately released its anger and attacked the ancient giant garbage trying to break through the Ryan wall from a long distance from behind. The bulky green-skinned engines obviously could not turn around so quickly to meet the new threat, and were destroyed one by one without resistance. When they finally turned around, there were only two left, and the only two were bombarded by human aviation forces. They did not last long and were wiped out in the tragic explosions one after another.
At this point, humans finally occupied the airport, and after being besieged for a full 18 months, Ryan New City finally came to liberation.
That night, everyone was caring, everyone hugged each other, cried with joy, and burst into tears, including the female governor. Then she ordered the opening of the warehouse, including her personal warehouse, so that everyone could eat and drink without restrictions, and celebrate!
They survived!
They held on!
They won!
"Damn it! Damn it! The god-killed shrimp!"
In the undulating mountains of the Hell Mountains, the green warlord Urzog spitted blood foam and cursed everything he saw, trying hard to climb the rugged rocks. His chin was simply fixed with an iron plate. At least it was not leaking. The armor on his body was also ragged and his foot was also limp. I don’t know which short-lived ghost shot him in the knee!