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Chapter six hundred and twenty second fishy wind, blood rain!

"What is this?"

The absurd thought just emerged in the mind of the Wingdrake Knight, and the fatal danger leaped deep in his soul, trembling with his strong body.

Not only the Wingdras Knight, but also the roaring Wingdras under the seat.

Even if they are predators at the top of the food chain, they will panic in the face of death.

The scales and wings were flaming rapidly, and gusts of wind swayed. All the winged dragon knights were extremely eager to escape from this airspace that was about to turn into a land of death.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sharp and harsh whistling sound exploded in the lizardman's ears, and clearly visible white marks cut through the sky. The Hex micro missile approached the Wingdras Knights Legion with an absolute speed of breaking the sound barrier.

A few seconds ago.

The bitter fruits of the Wingdras Knights rashly advanced turned into a deep quagmire, trapping them.

The ugly face was full of despair, the blood in the gray eyes faded, the fear of death tightly wrapped around the soul, and the strong body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hurry up, defensive formation..."

The leader of the Wingdrake Knight stared at the strange metal objects and gave orders uncontrollably.

However, before its order was conveyed, the Hex micro missile had already hit the Wingdrake Knight in the front.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, a huge terrifying roar echoed, and the dazzling flames engulfed the Wingdrake Knight.

The sky shaking and the earth trembles.

It seemed that in this moment, the world was completely torn apart, and large areas of red seas of fire spread, explosions, burning sounds, screams, converged together, drowned in the wave of flames.

All the Lizardman and Pterodactyls, including those who have turned their directions, are ready for the thoroughly prepared Wterodactyl knights.

Everything, all life.

All were swept and swallowed by the red flames generated by the explosion of the Hex micro missile.

[High-level magic: The guardian of the Lizardman god]!

The sacred song of praise echoed, and a deep blood-red shield descended, covering the leader of the Wingdras Knight and the strong Wingdras under his seat. Coupled with the life energy surging in his body, it was considered to resist the first wave of missile bombing.

"Retreat, retreat, everyone returns immediately!"

The leader of the Wingdrake Knight roared loudly, and the deadly threat touched the soul. It looked at the surging red flames around it, accelerated violently, knocking away the coking corpses, trying to escape from this land of purgatory of flames.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The scream sounded again!

Above the Fortress of Forsbyro, countless Hex micro missiles drew beautiful trajectories, and the dazzling runes shone brightly.

And this almost deadly sound of death became the last straw that broke the Wingdrake Knight.

They gave up struggling and watched the Hex micro missiles that exploded in front of them, wailing and crying in the hot wave of flames, turning into ashes.

"No!!! I can't die here..." The leader of the Wingdrake Knight's eyes were blood red, and the surging life energy suddenly burst out, condensed into a blood-colored shield in front of him.

Rumble!

Click!

The blood-colored shield ruptured, and the roaring missile power directly tear the body of the Wingdrago Knight leader.

In its last field of view, the proud Ace Sky troops of the Beshilik Kingdom suffered heavy damage, with sticky blood and broken corpses hanging from the sky like dripping rain, dyeing the plain red.

......

Fortress of Forsbairo, the corner tower of the city wall.

Dryus looked into the sky in the distance, with a slightly surprised look, and was surprised by the power of the Hex micro missile.

Within the visible range, gray-white light shone and red flames surged, covering the figure of the Wingdrake Knights.

In a moment, with the Hex micro missile as the center point, a strong wind swept across the sky, and the hot high temperature melted into the clouds.

From a distance, it seems like the end of the world is coming, layer upon layer of circular air waves spreading, shaking the world.

Hula! Hula! Hula! Hula!

The crisp sound of rain sounded, the gray sky and the sticky blood rain fell.

First, the city walls were dripping sparsely, stained with solid city walls, and then, the lizardman's sticky blood was like pouring rain, extending from the barren plain to the wide walls.

Countless broken arm wreckage mixed with blood, dyeing the armor of Noxus soldiers red.

This sudden blood rain ended soon, but it created indelible and profound memories for everyone who is paying attention to the battlefield at this moment.

“Hex Technology?”

Dryus's eyes flashed, and the potential of the city of progress Piltwolf was somewhat beyond imagination. He looked at Singid beside him: "This time, the power of Hex's technology weapons are compared to...?"

"Hex micro missile launcher." Xinjid replied respectfully.

"How strong is the Hex micro missile launcher than the terrifying destruction scene hanging in the sky?" Drayus looked at the terrifying scene of destruction hanging in the sky, and many ideas and strategies about Hex Technology instantly emerged in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Singid shook it gently and whispered: "The weapons types are different, and they are not easy to compare."

"But..." He pondered for a while, recalling Professor Hemerdinger's instructions before leaving, his expression was a little fanatical: "The power of two types of Hex technology weapons will definitely exceed that of the micro missile launcher."

"Is that? I'm looking forward to it." Drius nodded and looked at the alchemy technology researchers pushing metal instruments at the steps of the city wall. They wanted to transport the huge turret to the city wall.

"Draven, go and help. The Lizardman Legion of Bechlik Kingdom should arrive at the fortress soon. We should prepare in advance."

"Okay." Draven happened to want to move his body, and the ring-handled axe hung around his waist, and he walked towards the stairs.

The Liquidator Legion not far away saw Draven's movements and acted quickly. They were originally responsible for escorting them, so they were very familiar with the Alchemy Technology researchers.

The metal equipment in Drayas's eyes is the H-28G evolutionary turret!

Professor Hemerdinger developed a new turret based on the Hex Technology Fort, a magic turret that is very suitable for the plains war.

......

The gray and white air waves were churning, and the rolling flames swept through.

The remaining winged dragon knights left the explosion vortex in panic. It was not until a thousand meters later that they could not feel the hot high temperature that they turned back and looked at the horror scene that devoured everything.

The terrible explosion force destroyed everything, and the red flames burned violently.

The blood was colorful, and countless scorched and broken corpses fell to the ground.

The terror appeared on the ugly face of the Wingdras Knights. They knew that the Wingdras Knights that followed the human cavalry this time were destroyed, with less than a hundred people left.

It is even hard to say whether the Wingdrake Knights can maintain the status of the ace troops of the Beshilik Kingdom.

Because this is the second failure of the Knights of the Wingdras.

The defeat in the Great Plains of Shatar was the first failure of the Wingdras Knights. They lost the most outstanding Wingdras Knights, and they are also the soul figure of the Wingdras Knights, the Lord of the Sky, Tiktato.

And this failure almost destroyed half of the Knights of the Wingdras had vitality.

Barren plains and fields.

The rushing Cold Lizard Knights looked at the tragedy in horror at the sky, and their bloodthirsty desire was sprinkled with cold water and extinguished directly.

The lizardman general at the front controlled the cold lizard leader and couldn't help swallowing, his strong legs that hooked the scales trembled lightly.

"Retreat, evacuate immediately!" A roar of fear sounded, and General Lizardman left first.

The Cold Lizard Knights behind him also hurriedly adjusted their formation and left the range of Forsbayro fortress in panic.
Chapter completed!
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