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Bang bang bang——!

One after another, ferocious monsters emerged from the ground, as if they had been buried there waiting for intruders to arrive.

"Get back to the captain, sir!"

One of the werewolves pointed at the magician in the formation behind him and shouted to Nord.

Another werewolf immediately took out a quad rocket launcher and put it on his shoulder, then stood inside and pointed it outside.

The three death knights on the outside formed a semicircular defensive circle. They calmly took out the Gatling gun from the storage space and stood there aiming it in three directions.

"Fire!!"

Boo hoo hoo-!

Following the order from one of the werewolves, 8 rockets dragged multiple streaks of white smoke and roared towards the monster.

Boom boom boom——!

The fierce explosion raised a large amount of dust and smoke, and the entire battlefield was instantly covered.

After firing one round, the werewolf quickly threw away the empty rocket launcher on his shoulder, took out another set of rocket launchers from the storage equipment and carried it on his shoulders - the ammunition was not unlimited, and their storage equipment could not fit in it. so many.

Buzz—!

The ferocious Gatling gun fires.

The trajectory formed by the scurrying orange tracer bullets quickly approached the smoke, and then bursts of monsters roared and screamed one after another.

Facing these mass murderers, the demonic dogs with entities are quite fragile, just like fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

At this time, one of the huge demon dogs broke through the smoke and quickly rushed towards one of the knights.

Buzz—!

Gatling's empty bullet casings cascaded to the ground.

The monster that flew over was instantly torn into pieces in mid-air by the bullets fired at it.

Gatlin continued to spray tongues of fire, harvesting lives as quickly as the death scythe.

soon

There was a smell of barbecue in the surrounding air.

Especially when the werewolf's continuous rocket bombs carried out indiscriminate bombing again, the smell of barbecue became stronger.

After a while, the surrounding monsters stopped roaring.

The three knights guarding the outermost perimeter also stopped their firepower accordingly.

Victory?

Just when a few people had no time to express their feelings,

suddenly

A black shadow flashed past and pounced directly to the right. When the knight guarding the scene noticed it, he immediately moved the shooting angle of the machine gun and planned to continue pouring ammunition.

but

The moment the knight pulled the trigger, the Gatling gun suddenly misfired—it was out of bullets.

In the end, the demon dog dodged back and forth, and when it found the enemy's flaw, it flew directly towards the 'human' without any hesitation.

Bah!

"Ouch——!"

The devil dog screamed. It never expected that its strong body would be turned into a skewer and hung in the air by a 'human' using a heavy and thick cone-shaped knight's gun.

No.

This is not human!

The corpse of the devil dog was thrown to the ground, and its body turned black and deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was something that had never been seen on other monster corpses.

Death erosion?

The devil dog's remaining consciousness discovered that the knight in front of him exuded an aura of death that made living things tremble.

Immortal?

How can it be? !

Just notify the owner immediately!

Just when the devil dog was about to notify the superiors through the connection of will.

Snap!

Its head was crushed by a death knight's kick.

When the smoke dissipated, a large number of charred monster corpses were scattered around the entire defense circle, many of which were so broken that they could not be identified.

Except for the last one that was trampled to death, no other monsters came within 10 meters of the death knight's defense circle.

"The venue is clear and safe, sir."

The werewolf used the dynamic scanner on his mask to scan for a while, and after confirming that there was no danger, he turned to report to the mimic demon inside and the sorcerer who stood up from the ground.

"Good job." The warlock nodded calmly, then looked at the Mimic Demon and said, "I tried to send messages several times just now, but I kept being interfered by some kind of force."

Some kind of power?

The Mimic looked at it with a frown and asked, "Do you know what that is? Is it the leader of the demon here?"

The warlock shook his head, expressing his ignorance, and then pointed to the west: "I feel that the interference is coming from that direction."

There?

The fat man turned to look, and then asked without looking back: "If the interference source there is solved, the signal can be sent out? Are you sure that these demons will not follow the message to find the location of our main city?"

"Yes, I'm sure." The warlock confirmed again.

"Then let's go."

Lott looked at the images from the floating camera hiding next to the Mimic.

After seeing a burst of smoke blocking the line of sight, the camera automatically switches to multiple shooting modes, including thermal imaging, biological scanning, motion capture, situational awareness, etc.

In the end, Lott was able to clearly see a monster in the smoke that was trying to get closer and was broken into pieces like a watermelon by the bullets fired at it.

Those scenes were so exciting that Lott himself wanted to carry Gatling up there and do that.

"Do you usually train them like this?" Lott asked, looking at Vader's portrait in the upper left corner of the screen.

These death knights are so skilled in the use of modern weapons that they are as if modern special forces have traveled through time. It is simply amazing.

"Yes, Lord." The black warrior nodded, "The undead are very smart and can be mastered once they are taught. Whether it is commands or knowledge, they only need to be taught once to be able to use them skillfully. But werewolves, like ordinary creatures, must be trained repeatedly before they can be mastered. Among the skills and methods they master, a large number of accidental injuries are caused by improper operation of this group of life systems."

Vader has a very high opinion of the undead, at least much higher than werewolves.

After hearing this, Lott smiled and joked: "Then do you prefer clones or robots?"

"Theoretically, the learning ability of robots is much higher than that of humans, and there is no need to increase logistics, and there are no negative emotions such as pain and fear. But if the robot is something like B1, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Lott smiled after hearing this. The B1 robot didn't seem to be very suitable for fighting except for being cute on the battlefield.

In contrast, the Clone Legion, which masters all tactical skills, is the real war machine.

Lott discussed other aspects with his knight officer.

In the picture, the Mimic Demon and the Undead Team left the northern signal station and headed west to a certain wasteland.

Weeds regenerate there, and the high ground and trees are continuous.

‘Is this here? ’ The Mimic Demon in the picture looked around and asked the magician.

'Yes, I sense that thing is around here. ’ replied the magician.

At this time, a figure appeared on the high slope in front of everyone.

'who are you? 'The figure asked below.

When Lott saw the person in the picture, he was immediately surprised.

that person.

He was the bearded man who had just planned to approach the snowy mountain cabin where Lott was currently staying.