This time the flight formation that came to perform the mission was different from the rescue of Black Thorn Castle. The main force was the Yun20, which was full of bombs. In another world where there was almost no air defense pressure, Yun20 suddenly became the all-round king who could transport and bomb, and it was indispensable for any action.

Considering the legendary Bone Dragon threat, the remaining fighter aircraft carrying escort missions are all air-to-air missiles and secondary fuel tanks, and no weight is wasted on ground attacks.

When the aircraft formation passed through Baigang and others, it deliberately lowered its altitude and speed, just like a military parade, which made Morey III and his Griffon Knights enjoy their attention.

Morey III looked at the huge body roaring in the sky and swallowed involuntarily. If he hadn't seen the wings that would not swell at all, he would have thought that a group of real giant dragons would have flew past the sky.

However, even if it is not a real dragon but an alchemy product, Morey III and the others are willing to believe that their combat effectiveness must be extraordinary.

Morey III breathed a long sigh and had expectations for the future of Yunfeng City for the first time.

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"Kangaroo 1 calls all machines, Kangaroo 1 calls all machines, please follow me to adjust the bomb drop height, the speed is stable in Plan 2, pay attention to maintaining formation."

"Kangaroo 2 understands the bomb drop height and speed plan 2."

"Kangaroo 3 understands the bomb drop height and speed plan 2."

...

"The target has been visually confirmed and the aircraft are ready to enter the bomb drop track."

"Open the hatch door, start counting down the bomb, 3, 2, 1, drop bomb!"

As the captain pressed the button, the Yun20 began to drop bombs outward from the tail hatch door by airdropping supplies. This "amateur" bombing method naturally would not be very accurate, but it was enough to deal with the undead.

Once the low-level undead gathered together, no matter whether they fought or marched, they didn't know what it meant to disperse. They always gathered together, which made the undead army almost exploded in one go.

The undead were very curious about the "dragon" that made a huge roar in the sky. Neither the low-level undead with instinct or the high-level undead with wisdom could understand what it was.

It should be a group of giant dragons, but their wings do not flap, which is simply strange! Even the breath of creatures on them is very weak!

As for the black bumps falling from the sky, the undead were even more confused. Not to mention the skeleton soldiers, even the necromancer, as the commander, was also at a loss.

Necromancer Angorosia looked up at the sky. He didn't know what the monsters suddenly appeared in the sky meant, but in terms of style, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the alchemy golem that could fly in the sky used by human reinforcements. These monsters and the unknown objects falling from the sky gave him a sense of danger.

To be safe, necromancer Angolosia decided to stop and wait before talking. He planned to send a vanguard force to reconnaise first. If these monsters really came from human reinforcements, there must be ambush ahead.

But before Angolosia's order was conveyed, the "black lumps" that fell from the sky suddenly exploded one by one, flashing huge firelights and splashing countless "fire rains" out. What frightened Angolosia was that the kind of fire rain was completely different from the common flames. Once it touched it, it would not fall off, and it would stay on the body and burn constantly!

The undead will not feel the pain. In theory, there will be no reaction until the flames burn the magic core on their heads. However, perhaps the mark left by the instinctive reactions during their lifetime will make moves similar to thrust.

However, this action not only did not extinguish the flames, but instead made the flames burn more intensely!

"There is no magical fluctuation, this is not the flame of magic, so what is this hell is this!? Why can't it be extinguished!?"

Angolosia was relatively lucky. He was at the edge of the team, with only a small piece of "fire rain" stained on his arms, which was not serious. But when he picked up the kettle and poured it on the flames, he was shocked to find that the fire had only been lowered for a little while, and after the water was poured, it started to burn again!

"What kind of magic fire is this? Is it the flame of hell? No, how can that kind of thing exist in this world!?"

The robe on Angolosia was lit. He had originally wanted to maintain his demeanor and now he could not care about so much. He took off his left arm and threw it on the ground. But this was not very useful, because of the delay just now, part of the "fire rain" had burned through the robe and attached to his arm!

Angolosia had already abandoned his pain, but the terrifying scene in front of him made him feel a strange feeling of "it hurts really".

The little flame on his arm looked insignificant, but he had no choice! The consequences of the undead who slapped the flames around him had already given him a reminder, so he would not make mistakes stupidly, but there was no water - in the army of undeads who did not need supplies, the little water in his kettle was probably the only little water.

Can you only watch so much?

It seems that I can only watch...

Fortunately, although the Necromancer is not a complete undead, he is no longer a living person. Letting the flames burn half of his arm is not a fatal injury. He is just a little embarrassed. Going back and looking for some corpses to repair them can recover as before.

And now Angolosia has no energy to take care of her arms.

Countless fire dragons dragging long tail flames roared from the sky, hitting the heads of the dead accurately.

When napalm bombs have severely damaged a large number of undead legions, the rocket launcher that followed can definitely be called a catastrophe that has worsened the injury!

While imposing various defensive magic on himself layer by layer, Angolosia was thinking about how much his army could be left.

However, Angolosia was still thinking too much after all.

After a long torture, the flames were finally burning out. When the low-level undead instinctively began to gather, the fire snakes in the sky roared again from the sky...

A wave of heat pushed Angolosia out and threw it heavily on the ground, causing the immortal necromancer to faint.
Chapter completed!