When A Guang arrived, he saw a skull still opening and closing his jaws flew over and felt the strong and indelible evil aura on it. Without hesitation, he raised the war hammer high and smashed it down with one hammer.

"For the good of all worlds!"

"Click!"

Fighting!

Ah, it’s the big hammer’s bone meal.

If the sledgehammer is 80 and the small hammer is 40, A Guang can hit the person who gives money and go bankrupt.

The snake cannot do without a head. When the last four heavenly kings fall, the offensive in the North will collapse.

On the battlefield with a width of nearly ten kilometers, players are chasing the Immortal Legion everywhere.

After the American server players who are like wolves and tigers catch up with the bones, they beat them up. When they meet the "Tomb" nation, their cruelty is no less than that of the Chinese server players.

Zhentama excavated cultural relics and handed them over to the country?

Sorry, this is not popular in the United States.

In order to chase and kill, they quickly reincarnated, abandoned the bulky turtle, and all turned into agile snow leopards.

The word "chasing the dead and chasing the north" is extremely appropriate at this time.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the demon queen decisively ordered the surrendered general from the Scorpion Dynasty: "Ahmed, I'll leave it to you here."

"Me?" The former Scorpion Prince was a little stunned: "Please be honest. According to the information sent, Abyss City should have an absolute advantage. You, isn't it better to take the opportunity to advance now?"

"Yes! So I'll leave it to you. You can use the direct troops of Atlantis for whatever you want, and it doesn't matter if they die." The demon queen didn't look back and took Ai to the Ghost Crab's bunker, and said from afar: "For me, the safety of Master Moma is supreme."

Ahmed bowed deeply.

He understood a little. For the two leaders Krystal and Ashe, all military achievements were not as good as Jason, who was the core of the Abyss Legion.

Is this a decision mixed with personal factors?

Or is it a foresight to the enemy's back-up?

He had been joining for a short time and did not dare to have any speculation. He raised his hand and looked at the quasi-heroes around him: "You all heard it. Humans and orc auxiliary soldiers were scattered on the spot to clean the battlefield. But I need to keep a 300-plus shield crab army as the core force in case the enemy counterattacks. Since Lord Kry is not available, let us set up Northeast Road for her as a gift."

"Oh oh oh!" The reincarnated immortal heroes and the reborn people now raised their weapons. After shouting with a rainbow of morale, they dispersed to perform their respective duties.

At the same time, Glaki kept cursing.

【#!%^】

But so what?

It sinks into it and cannot even withdraw.

For some reason, from the beginning, the fish, shrimp and crabs that besieged it had a wrong look.

Full of the breath of [gluttony]!

Those red crab people have unthinkable agility and speed, and seem to be completely unaffected by dry weather on land.

Rather than saying that they are the legendary Atlantis warriors from the underwater world, it is better to say that they seem to have lived on land all their lives.

All kinds of flashing and moving are relaxed and comfortable, full of chic charm.

But what they say is completely different.

[The name is so hard to choose]: "Gatanotoya, Rantios, Basartan...Graki, you are the fourth one!"

[Yu Lingling]: "It doesn't matter if it's not delicious! Stir-fry it! Some soy sauce! Some chili peppers! It doesn't matter what it tastes."

【Sanshui Qingxia】: "After chopping those spikes, chop them up and stir-fry them?"

【mr Huanchen】: "No! I think after adding holy water, its body can be used as a cold cut like jelly."

As a genius who is very sensitive to mental power, Glaki is very sure that these sick crab people in front of him are definitely discussing how to...eat it!

Glachi's grand and violent will fell from the sky, full of destruction and evil. If a normal guy was a little more mentally polluted the sky, he probably couldn't even speak. He could only hold his head and try his best to snatch his temples and other things.

However, these guys didn't have much trouble.

Whether it is the whispering of the whisper or the strong oil-filled mental pollution, it has an impact on them. You can feel that these guys have less sluts after being eroded by their spirits.

The effect doesn't feel great!

The only thing that remains unchanged is the fiery and naked eyes

Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!

[What kind of crazy people raised by the Abyssman!]

Glaki was furious! The spikes on his body suddenly stood up and turned into a torrential rain, splashing in all directions.

Under normal circumstances, spikes penetrate the victim's body and inject special liquid into the victim's body to make him an immortal slave for him to expel.

It found itself very wrong.

The opponent's powerful individual can block its spikes or flexibly dodge it.

Even if you can't dodge, there are many chances of blocking it with your equipment.

Even if it's really hit?

The venom injected into the spikes is indeed not something that crabs can resist, but the body made of [biomass] will melt in just a few breaths, turning into a ball of mud and a high-speed decomposition of carapace.

But more crab people continued to rush up without fear of death.

Seeing that he could not expand his servant, Glaki had to use his spine to split his clones to fight against these red monsters that were pounced on him.

These clones that look very similar to humans have great force. They can compete with many coconut crab people with just two fists and feet.

Unexpectedly, the Abyss City actually took out some strange weapons. With the monotonous explosion, Glaki's clone was actually killed in large numbers.

It was a very thick iron pipe, installed on a rack made of two wheels, and the dark pipe mouth periodically spewed out the flames.

What was killed was that these demon-like shrimp men bombarded the shells into the crab men fighting with the servant of Glaki without any hesitation. Whenever a shell bomb exploded his people into the sky and broke into pieces, they would even make cheerful hilarious noises.

[What neutral camp! This is clearly the evil of chaos!] Glaki roared indignantly.

Just now, a mortar bombed the [Son of the Emperor and the Minister] to the sky, [The Chosen Son of Heaven], complained: "It will be great when a Maxim machine gun will come. I always fire the gun, but it will be a bit boring if I drive too much."

The [Yuntian Qing] next to him smiled and said, "Praise Namo Gatlin Bodhisattva, the six pure pipes, three thousand and six hundred turns in one breath, and great compassion and mercy to save all sentient beings?"

"Yes! That's right!"
Chapter completed!