Under the influence of the battlefield master, the Trojan coalition forces had high fighting spirit and boiling morale, firing various skills at the mitochondrial BOSS.
Central Park at midnight was completely ignited by the flames of war, with roaring gunfire and explosions becoming the only main theme.
The jelly-like mitochondria floated to an altitude of nearly 100 meters, swelling to the size of half a football field before stopping. Looking from a distance, they looked like a huge jellyfish floating in the sky.
The fierce firepower of the coalition forces was vented on the mitochondria, just like a traveler stuck in a muddy swamp. Whether it was ammunition or magic, they were directly swallowed by the jelly form of the mitochondria.
"Keep firing and blow it up!" A regiment leader roared unconsciously with a ferocious expression. They all understood that the longer the delay, the greater the danger. The enemy camp must have been ambushing around, ready to take action.
The mitochondria suddenly stopped devouring ammunition, and the body shrank sharply, then expanded. The ammunition and skills shot into the body suddenly reflected intact and hit the coalition forces.
Boom, boom, boom, the whole ground was plowed.
Amidst the splashing of leaves and soil, a broken tree fell in front of Tang Zheng. Before he could get close, it was beaten into sawdust by the gravity bomb.
The survivors opened their shields one after another, but some low-level unlucky ones were still blown away by the shock wave.
Like a black hole, the mitochondria continued to devour and attack, and then shrank for the second time.
"Attention everyone, the second wave of attacks is coming!"
In the communicator, as soon as Natasha finished speaking, a second wave of attacks broke out on the mitochondria. This time, the entire Central Park was enveloped, and the destructive power it released increased by five times!
Tang Zheng's vision was filled with fire, and flames were burning around him. He grabbed Gu Xueqi and Tao Ran who were blown away, opened the gravity abyss, and protected the members.
The survivors staggered around, and after the explosion, they discovered that the entire park had been bulldozed, the soil on the ground had been blown away to a depth of one meter, and the lake on the left had been evaporated, leaving only the dry bottom.
"It's too insidious." The team leaders looked at the mitochondria that were still devouring skills and cursed.
Mitochondria's first counterattack was quite satisfactory, making everyone think that this was its limit. After all, all reflections were already very powerful, but who knew it was hiding its weaknesses. The second counterattack was an increase, catching the survivors off guard.
I suffered a big loss.
"Let's cease fire first and find the weak point. No matter how many attacks it makes, it can be reflected." Brother Warcraft shouted, and many people agreed. In this kind of battle, no one wants to waste their life energy in vain.
"Continue to attack, its carrying capacity must be limited." Natasha's ruthless voice came, "If any team is lazy, they will be regarded as public enemies and will be eliminated."
"Don't worry, boys, we will win." Vasily's tone was brisk and his attitude was good, but everyone was not so optimistic.
"Continue to fight and project firepower to the maximum extent. Those who slack off will become the public enemies of the Night Saints!" Another woman spoke, her tone was ambiguous and magnetic, but cold and dry, like a cold wind.
Tang Zheng turned his head and saw the woman standing a few hundred meters away talking. She had blond hair shawl and always had a smile on her lips, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. She was wrapped in a holy white light shield.
Feathers are constantly floating down in the air, giving nearby allies a blessing status.
She is Amelie, the Smiling Witch, Ben-Hur's deputy captain. Although she looks gentle and weak, the blood on her hands is full of evil.
As a team think tank, the Smiling Witch once used tactical traps to kill a hunting coalition composed of thirty Trojan horse squads at an absolute disadvantage. In the World War II themed world, as a shadow staff officer, she helped the German army conquer twelve cities, and finally conquered Moscow and occupied Moscow.
The Kremlin annihilated 300,000 Soviet troops and defeated a million!
Emily is no stranger to Natasha. As rivals, they even know each other better than she does herself. The Smiling Witch is used to smiling and making black tea. She is a third-level hero with seed abilities and the Divine South Wind.
In the entire Trojan world, Emily is a rare space, spiritual, healing, and support character. She is also the direct person in charge of the action team responsible for the parasitic eve world.
Ben-Hur's character is very weird, especially when he is schizophrenic. Emily is almost always in charge of the battle. Of course, she did not disappoint everyone.
With the pressure from the two giants, the survivors had no choice but to fight hard, but they were completely overshadowed by Uncle Vasily's team.
Like a sophisticated machine, they began to show terrifying and powerful destructive power.
Air combat captain Pugachev activated the extended command 'Skybreaker' and took off in the 3S-class fighter. The nine team members followed behind and formed a battle formation. They flew through the night sky and fired missiles towards the mitochondria.
Boom, boom, they trailed dazzling red tail flames and flew out from under the belly of the aircraft. The mitochondria scanned the power of these energy-added ammunition, and for the first time they actively defended.
A beam of light shot out from the back of the mitochondria, then spread out and turned into a cone-shaped trumpet to intercept the missile.
Boom, boom, the beams of light continued to shoot out, shooting down the missiles and exploding in the night sky, like delicate flowers blooming, but filled with the breath of death.
The air suddenly vibrated with ripples, and an Iowa-class battleship sailed out. Following Captain Makarov's order, a salvo of Tomahawk cruise missiles, a salvo of Wharf anti-ship missiles, and twenty
The main and secondary guns fired a salvo, and the entire hull tilted violently due to the recoil.
The white-haired middle-aged officer stood on the bridge, staring at the mitochondria, and methodically issued various instructions using the "Fearless Knights of the Seas". His nine naval members also each commanded a battleship and appeared on the battlefield.
Bombard the mitochondria.
Zuolun, the captain of the reconnaissance and destruction team, led a nine-man team and suddenly left the battlefield to determine the enemy's location.
Natasha would never make the mistake of losing her head to the enemy.
Stalin released a red air wave. As long as any of his own tanks come into contact with it, its performance will be optimized, and its firepower and defense will be enhanced. This is the ability of the Iron Monster, which is extremely auxiliary.
"Ivan, increase your explosive power!" Marine Captain Zhukov also rushed forward with his team, shouting and firing machine guns. This handsome blond man enjoyed the smell of gunpowder smoke very much.
"Be careful of blowing yourself up!" Ivan is a tall man. He is the team's expert in blasting, position building, and super weapons. He has the Vulcan Dancer command. All his abilities will have explosive effects after being radiated.
Multiply increase.
"It seems there is nothing wrong with me?" Pavlov held a cigar in his mouth, standing on a tank, grabbing the vehicle-mounted cannon, and projecting firepower towards the mitochondria.
He is the team doctor of the regiment. He is a Jewish-Russian and is known as a genetic magician. As long as the survivors do not die immediately, he can save their lives under his hands.
Vasily's team became the master of the battlefield, bursting out with the strongest attack power in an instant, which even the Night Saints who were used to seeing it would sigh, let alone other teams.
The mitochondria let out a high-pitched wail. Under the blow, the body finally couldn't bear it and began to collapse. Probably sensing that life was beginning to end, the counterattack became even faster.
Countless tiny cracks opened in the jelly-like body of the mitochondria. He inhaled suddenly, and the airflow became turbulent visible to the naked eye. As the body deflated, a sound wave quickly spread around.
Even the fearless ones were knocked out of their feet this time. The sonic air waves were like sharp razors, directly smashing all the shields below double S level.
The veteran opened the Giant Barrier for group defense, and the second wave of attacks arrived.
Sound waves that were enough to pierce the eardrums and penetrate the skull roared past, causing many conquerors to scream and fall, and their nerves were directly attacked.
"Be careful!" Natasha warned loudly when she saw the pores on the mitochondria turning red.
It was too late. With the harsh sound of hiss, hiss, countless red beams shot out, twisting and spreading irregularly, cutting ravines on the ground.
For the survivors who were touched by the red beam, the mitochondria in their bodies were activated, causing them to mutate. Then they lost their minds and launched a bloody attack on their former companions.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the survivors who were lucky enough to escape changed drastically.
"Kill it!" Some survivors were about to collapse and screamed when they saw the mitochondria glowing red again.
This is a three-stage attack on the mitochondria. It is very intensive. As long as it hits you once, it will be affected. It is not easy to avoid the ones behind it.
"Emily, you are responsible for dealing with the Trojan coalition." Natasha opened her expanded instructions. The Death Dancer on the battlefield, with the increased ability, her pupils turned blue, and she used mental scanning to issue orders to all allies.
Change formation.
At this time, everyone focused on the overall situation, and the Warhammer team also followed the order and attacked the mitochondria.
"Found it, at four o'clock."
The sound of the revolver suddenly rang out, and then a battle broke out over there, and they found the enemy who was ambushing them.
Anyway, there will be a battle sooner or later. Instead of letting the fishermen take advantage, it is better to drag them into the battle in advance. Maybe the BOSS can destroy their troops.
"Attack!" Emily moved quickly with her men.
The costumes of the Night Saints are very distinctive. They are all white robes and capes, with cross patterns on the cuffs and collars, and black diagonal cross patterns on the hems. They are full of religious style.
"Vasily, use your ultimate move, use your God's Staff, or Tiberium Twilight, and quickly kill this BOSS!" Ben-Hur did not go looking for a fight. Those little miscellaneous fish were not worth his while.
The mitochondria in front of him also gave up after seeing the firepower of the Lord of War, not wanting to cause a conflict over the spoils of war.
"Why don't you use your Heavenly Ring?" Vasily rolled his eyes, still arguing with the Broken Doll.
The other teams were already struggling to hold on and even defend with all their strength. Only in this way could they avoid being killed by the mitochondria. Seeing the two men so relaxed, I couldn't help but sigh. They are worthy of being the second in the world. They are really strong.
The trouble is far from over!
PS: Sorry, it hasn’t been restored yet. It’s still stuck. There is only one update today. I’m so embarrassed to run away! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, and support.
