Without giving the slightest thought, the temporary commander of the Nordic Goddess shouted, led the troops who far exceeded the three forces, and rushed towards the base like crazy, with a posture of God blocking the way to kill the God, and Buddha blocking the Buddha to kill the Buddha.
At this time, Xia Lei and the other five people glanced at each other, with a cunning light flashing deep in their eyes. Even the guard team following them slowed down in unison. The temporary commander of the Nordic god, led by
With hundreds of masters far surpassing the three parties, they roared and rushed towards the wog base like a bull with firecrackers lit on its butt.
Xia Lei and the five of them all sent messages to their subordinates in advance to say hello, so their subordinates were also prepared. Only the Nordic god, who was greedy for benefits, did not think of the problem for a moment.
As North America is comparable to the total power of cultivators in the world, is its base just a little sheep left to be slaughtered?
Shouldn't there be a strong defense system?
Even if the defense system was detonated by Mu Xiaowan, there should be a final self-destruct system, right?
They showed their eagerness to seize North American technology, just to make the Norse gods even more eager than they were, so that they rushed over without even having a chance to think.
"You deserve your bad luck, hehe..."
Seeing Dadar's only son rushing forward with hundreds of tribesmen, Xia Lei raised a sinister smile on his lips: "Who told you that your side has not been controlled by us? Alas... I can only make you a scapegoat.
, using the help of North America to kill potential enemies, isn’t it too insidious for me? We are all allies now..."
Behind the scenes, the coalition of cultivators and the reformers were fighting fiercely, but it had turned into a one-sided massacre.
These modified people who have activated the chip and have extremely high command know that they have lost the possibility of victory, and the biological survival instinct makes them choose to escape. Unfortunately, cultivators from all major forces who have received orders are coming here from all over the world.
, even if some modified humans or battleships escaped, they were blocked by the swarming cultivators.
For high-level practitioners, hundreds of kilometers pass in the blink of an eye like a leisurely stroll. Hundreds of Nordic gods quickly reached the sea area where the wog base is located.
At this moment, inside the base, Baird, who had already entered the spacecraft and was standing in the control room, showed a sinister smile and pressed a red button. At the same time, he clicked a few times on the instrument on his right wrist: "The ten-second countdown begins.
Get ready for liftoff!”
The pilots and scientists in the spacecraft quickly started the program, and even hotter flames spurted out from the engine. A dark blue protective cover that was obviously more powerful than the Thunder Battleship instantly enveloped the entire spacecraft.
The chief designer of the mothership, the old man who reported to Baird earlier, couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw him pressing the instrument on his right wrist.
He knew that in addition to the more than forty pilots and scientists who entered the spacecraft, the remaining hundreds of colleagues who had worked together for many years would be abandoned and lose their lives. The personal terminal on Baird's wrist was developed by him
, used to control the equipment of the entire base, he knew better than anyone what the command just entered represented, but unfortunately he could not stop the admiral's order.
9…
8…
7…
As the countdown gets closer and closer to the end, the power of the spacecraft engine is also increasing.
Those abandoned scientists, who were immersed in scientific research and had no idea about the outside world, saw the mothership they had worked so hard to build lift off, and laughed loudly with excitement. How could they know that this was their last feast?
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Hundreds of Nordic gods swooped down from the sky like goshawks, fell headlong into the Atlantic Ocean, and dived to the seabed thousands of meters deep at a terrifying speed.
Xia Lei and others, who were left behind nearly a hundred kilometers away, stopped almost at the same time. The bitch hugged her arms in an extremely bad way and laughed strangely: "You bunch of idiots, you really don't want to die.
There is no justice, alas... It's a pity, it's a pity, without these idiots as a foil, how can I show my young master's intelligence?"
More than a dozen old immortals from the Magic Martial Arts Association's guardian team rolled their eyes helplessly. This guy's narcissism is really intolerable. Doesn't he know that he has lost his seat as the next president?
Of course, compared with Mu Xiaowan's magical ability, it is indeed far behind. However, among the younger generation, the bitch's status in the Magic Martial Arts Association is still solid. If Mu Xiaowan takes the position of president one day,
Then there will be no other person besides him in the position of vice president, provided that he is not killed by the enemy.
Sudden!
An extremely strong energy wave came from the seabed a hundred kilometers away. This was an energy aura that was different from practitioners and only possessed by North American high-tech.
Mu Xiaowan looked aside and shouted urgently: "Quick! The enemy's giant battleship, everyone, be careful, they must want to escape!"
Everyone hurriedly rushed forward to the top of the energy wave. Layers of fighting spirit and magic rose outside everyone's body. While protecting their own safety, powerful attacks gathered into a frenzy of energy in the form of small groups in the same camp.
The twelve Knights of the Round Table formed a magical battle formation, which was not taught by Xia Lei. The armor on their bodies and the knight swords in their hands burst out with brilliant golden light. Twelve beams of light rose into the sky and intertwined into one in the void.
The golden giant sword with a length of hundreds of meters is the strongest attack of the twelve sets of holy weapons fused by the Knights of the Round Table.
"The Sword of Divine Punishment!"
Twelve people roared at the same time, and after merging, the terrifying aura of the late-stage synthesis tore the void into a long black gap.
In addition, all parties have also formed combined attack techniques. The few attacks have amazing energy fluctuations.
Although they have not been prepared for a long time and are far inferior to the tribulation period attacks launched by the big guys using holy objects, these people are all the elites of one party's forces. Not only do they have the strength second only to the core leaders, but in their hands
There are also holy weapon-level treasures. Once fused, the attack they can unleash cannot be underestimated.
Xia Lei and others used their strongest attacks, all targeting objects rushing up from the bottom of the sea, making it impossible to give the opponent a chance to escape.
As for the Nordic gods who sneaked into the deep sea, they didn't care about this. They were even secretly happy that there were warships escaping from North America, which happened to hold back several other forces and no one would steal anything from them anymore.
boom……
The sea surface, which had been lowered by tens of meters by the powerful energy aura, suddenly raised a large wave, and a dark ship with a length of more than 300 meters and a cigar-shaped body jumped out.
Due to the resistance of the water when flying out from the bottom of the sea, the spacecraft was far from flying at high speed in the air, and all attacks fell on the hull. With a loud noise, the surrounding seawater evaporated instantly, and the sea surface formed a circle with a diameter of more than
A thousand-meter-long giant vortex.
Countless sea fish were torn apart in the energy frenzy, and the entire sea area was a bright red, as bright as boiling chili oil.
However, something incredible happened. Several attacks comparable to those in the late stage of merging only caused the spacecraft to fly out diagonally. Waves of violent ripples arose on the protective cover, but it was barely able to break through. Its defense
Is it more than ten times stronger than the Thunder Battleship?
After a few hours of rest, Mu Xiaowan, who had recovered 20% to 30% of her mental strength, let out a sweet shout, and her eyes turned silver. Countless silver threads protruded from her eyes, and she appeared outside the battleship at an incredible speed of light.
She tried to control the battleship through her own special ability. This was the only way at present. Otherwise, with the speed of the battleship after it left the water, even Qilin would be unable to do anything to it.
The electronic pulse gained vitality and desperately penetrated the spacecraft's electronic system, trying to forcibly take over control.
puff!
Mu Xiaowan looked up to the sky and spat out three large mouthfuls of blood, her expression quickly weakening: "This battleship is too powerful, I..."
Before she finished speaking, she closed her beautiful eyes and passed out. She was hugged by a female water magician next to her, and the healing water magic was surrounding her as if it was free.
The spiritual senses of Xia Lei and others quickly explored her, and they were relieved when they found that they only suffered a slight shock and were not life-threatening. On the surface, they pretended to be like, "Why doesn't she die?"
"I will come back one day, you bastards, just wait!" The angry voice echoed in everyone's ears through the printing equipment.
call……
The spacecraft was blown thousands of meters by the huge force, but it remained unscathed. The tail tail dragged out a bright blue flame, and the speed instantly reached an astonishing 70 times the speed of sound. This speed was far beyond the reach of the practitioners present.
I watched the spaceship rise straight up before my eyes and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
Xia Lei swallowed and murmured: "This battleship does not seem to be equipped with weapons. Could it be... that it was specially used for escape?"
Antonio put away his knight's sword and let the sea breeze blow his long golden hair. He squinted and stared at the sky for a while, then nodded and said: "It's more than two thousand kilometers away from the ground. If my guess is right, they don't dare to stay any longer."
On Earth, it has escaped into outer space.”
"Damn it!"
A vampire duke showed two golden fangs, flapped his wings fiercely, and said with hatred: "You actually let them run away, are you going to just ignore them?"
Glancing at him with a stupid look, Xia Lei sneered: "Mr. Vampire, are you capable of chasing a warship that travels nearly a hundred times the speed of sound in outer space? If not, what else can you do?"
"Shut up, I am a noble vampire, not a vampire."
The Grand Duke gritted his teeth angrily, a ball of blood condensed on the top of his head, his scarlet tongue licked his lips, and his angry voice became colder: "Boy, be careful, one day I will taste yours."
Blood. Blood from heaven, what does it taste like? I’m looking forward to it, haha...fuck!”
boom!
As soon as the laughter came out of his mouth, he immediately let out a curse that was inappropriate for his status, and flew away far away with his bat wings shaking.
Not only him, but everyone present was pushed backwards by a huge force, and some took advantage of this push to avoid it as quickly as possible.
Continuous explosions came faintly from the bottom of the sea, and water columns of different thicknesses rose into the sky. The highest one was even more than a thousand meters above the sea. A whale more than ten meters long was washed up into the air by the water column, and was then swept up by a powerful force.
The impact tore it apart, and the sky was filled with blood mixed with a pungent smell that filled the area for dozens of miles.
Dadar's only son, Kampal, the temporary commander of the Norse gods during the counterattack in Wog District, emerged from the seabed spitting blood and yelled in Russian: "Damn technology, cunning North Americans, actually detonated it.
The entire base, my men..."
There were only about thirty people who came out after him, and more than 90% of the hundreds of elites who were brought in earlier were dead.
Obviously, the self-destruction system in the WoG area, which is thousands of years beyond earth's secular technology, will not use TNT explosives, otherwise it would be impossible to harm powerful practitioners.
Seeing that his elite men were almost dead, Campal almost cried.