"Die" The bugs, apparently sensing the power of the rune spell, fled in a hurry, the energy field unleashed by the Wind Ring easily swept them into the gale, tearing them to shreds.
Suddenly, the lieutenant suddenly sensed a danger looming.
The energy field of the Wind Ring shrank in an instant, and the high gale began to drop suddenly, and many insects that had been swept up next to the semi-circular energy field suddenly broke free from the terrifying gravitational pull and escaped from the danger zone.
A strange feeling of fatigue suddenly struck the commander of the Black Warriors, Lieutenant, as if someone had pricked a high-concentration sedative in his neck, and the blood rushing in his veins began to flow down, unable to supply the "Commandment of the Wind" with more energy consumption.
"Hell," he suddenly remembered the report from the search team he had sent out earlier, all of whom had lost their innate abilities and were unable to use any kind of rune spells.
Saintess Selena of the Presbyterian Church of Moriah.
A terrifying talent of Holiness capable of suppressing most of the talents and rune spells.
After just a dozen seconds, the energy field of the entire Wind Ring completely disappeared, and no matter how hard the lieutenant tried, he couldn't hold back a little energy.
"Evacuate here, evacuate here temporarily" He realized that something was wrong and began to ask his superiors for help: "Boss, we have been suppressed, and our talents are completely unusable" This is a failed temptation, as a spearhead squad, the lieutenant understands that he and his subordinates are actually cannon fodder, leading those dark elves who are hiding in the shadows and waiting for the opportunity to attack, but now it seems that the other party has not shown up alone, and he has fallen into a lot of crises.
Only then did the lieutenant realize that last night's victory was due to his own great natural abilities, and secondly, he slaughtered their tribe by surprise and completely unsuspecting the dark elves.
Now the remnants of the dark elves and the member of the Sky Canopy called Long Yun are obviously ready to do everything, and under the disadvantage of not having the support of their own talents, every tree, every grass, every insect and even animal in the forest will be a terrible enemy.
The 2o mm on the assault vehicle began to strafe aimlessly, sweeping off all the fan-shaped bushes in front of it.
There is no need to aim anymore, and the best way to retreat is to suppress overwhelming fire, like the "Hellfire" retreat mode of infantry.
There was a rumbling sound all around, as if 10,000 African bison were running on the grassland at the same time, and the ground began to tremble, and every Black Warrior special forces member sitting in the car felt this terrifying shock.
"What is that?"
someone looked through the observation hole and saw deep in the forest on the side of the convoy, countless green flames the size of lanterns swaying, rushing towards this side.
The Heavy immediately used the electric turntable to turn the heavy machine gun on the roof of the assault vehicle and began firing at the unidentified creatures.
Wails were heard in the distance, and several lantern-sized fires were extinguished and disappeared into the distance.
"There's that over there, too," the soldier on the other side exclaimed.
"There are monsters in our rear too" The cries of panic came and went, and the heavy did not know where to concentrate his fire.
"Get out of the car, build a defensive line, don't stay in the car and wait for death" The lieutenant, after all, was a veteran with rich combat experience, slammed his fist on the door, ping-pong, and rushed out of the car himself, put the modular rifle on the hood, and fired at the green light that could be seen.
One sentence wakes up the dreamer, the Black Warrior special forces are strictly trained and selected, and every soldier is a hundred people in the world's special forces circle, not blocking a hundred Somali militias, but a hundred special forces, serious special forces.
The Black Warrior special forces who rushed out of the car scattered and scattered, relying on the armored body to frantically return fire, and the heavy machine gun on the roof of the car and the 2omm machine gun on the front side continued to emit huge muzzle flames, forming a crossfire network.
Many monsters in the shadows fell, and the screams could be heard far away in the night.
"Boss, we need backup, we're trapped, a group of unknown large monsters are attacking us, we're surrounded" The lieutenant kept calling for help on the radio, hoping that his superiors would come over immediately, and if the convoy behind him alternately covered it, he should be able to evacuate this terrifying place.
Before the words fell, the lieutenant felt a hurricane sweep over his head, his body was light, and his shoulder was in sharp pain, and the whole person suddenly rose into a fog.
“shi\t” He lowered his head, and saw that his feet were in the air, and he was getting farther and farther off the ground.
When he raised his head, he saw a pair of huge claws covered with fine scales, clutching his shoulders, the sharp claws already embedded in the muscles, and the red blood bubbled out of the wound.
It's a dragon He tried to raise the gun in his hand in pain, and now he was faced with a problem, if he shot the dragon, then he would fall from the sky and be crushed to pieces.
This thought only made him hesitate for less than half a second, as an extreme special forces, he was completely aware of his situation, even if he didn't kill this dragon, he would be a dead end.
Kill one at the bottom, kill two to earn He grinned, his gun pointing upwards.
The cold light flashed through the night, and an arc of white light swept in front of the lieutenant.
The lieutenant felt his hand light up, and the modular rifle actually fell to the ground, with his own two hands on it.
He almost screamed, but he didn't feel any pain for a while, and when two hands that were spurting blood like spring water came into view, he finally screamed and screamed Then he saw Joseph, the dark elf warrior riding on the back of a dragon, holding a strange knife with a long, thin knife slightly raised at the tip, staring at him coldly.
"Lieutenant Fuckfuckfubs almost cried out to his mother, and cursed Joseph who had cut off his wrist in the most vicious words.
Joseph, still with a frosty face, looked coldly at the murderer of his own people, and said an elven word to the dragon.
The dragon hissed and flew high into the air, knowing that the forest was completely blurry and could not see clearly, and suddenly let go of its claws.
The lieutenant was completely helpless and watched as the dragon threw himself into the air like a bag of garbage.
It was a landing without a parachute, the first time in the lieutenant's life and, of course, the last.
The soldiers on the ground were shooting frantically at everything they could see and suspect in all directions, and no one saw that their commander had become a human parachute. boom After the loud bang, the lieutenant slammed into the roof of his paratrooper assault vehicle, like a piece of beef that had been slammed on a cutting board, and his helmet was shaken off and rolled to the side, his whole head like a ripe watermelon that had been thrown downstairs
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