Chapter 249: Deadly Dawn (19)

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The singing and drumming became louder. Another wave of rebels came to the palace.
"They have something wrong."
The soldier on the observation post suddenly warned.
Zelas's eyes widened, and he could see through the dense fog that many of the rebels rushing to the front were ragged, and their upper body was occupied by many pale blue crystal clusters, like some kind of parasite, deep into them Among the flesh.
They came surgingly and made inhuman howl, it is hard to make people think that they were human.
"Don't let them come near!"
Zelas commanded loudly that the shooters on the wall, including some imperial soldiers, began to kill the mutants.
Some people exploded in their deaths, some turned into paralyzed flesh, Desaikla released a huge arc of flames, and Zelath felt the vibration of the ground under his feet.
"Good job."
"I bet this was to set the stage for the Arcanist's attack."
Desaikra did not appear happy because he was appreciated, but his anger continued unabated.
"They must first weaken our ammunition and physical strength."
"You must fight back!"
Desaikla shouted, once again cast his own strength, turning more than ten rebels into fly ash.
"Kill the leader and break the offensive!"
"Theoretical result is that you will die. If I am stupid enough to send someone to go with you, they will also die. Ammunition and troops are seriously damaged, no."
Desaikra glared at Zelas, and for the first time he looked at his teacher so disrespectfully.
"Teacher, do you doubt my courage?"
"In a way, yes."
Zelas nodded, raised his hand and threw a flash of lightning, smashing a group of approaching rebels into smokey wreckage.
"You have been fearless, but at this moment I think you are fearful."
Desaikra took an angry step towards Zelass.
"I am not afraid of death!"
"I know you are not afraid of death, Desaikla, but I think you are afraid that our way of survival is about to die, and the world we know is about to die, which is what I am afraid of."
Desaikra blinked, his anger slowly faded, and his mentor was always able to pinpoint his inner obstacles at the most critical time.
"They are coming!"
The guard on the wall shouted.
The Son of Dawn and the Flesh Envoy charged from the thick fog. Their huge figures stood among the rebel soldiers. The Son of Dawn drove the Brotherhood soldiers to charge and rushed towards the defenders' guns like a group of evil dogs.
They used those traitors as human shields.
"Welcome up! Block them!"
At the same time as Xerath gave the order, he finally used his full strength.
On the line of defense of the wall and the gate, the machine gun roared, the muzzle jumped and screamed, and a few heavy weapons also joined the battle. Self-mortar, field gun.
They left more precious tools to this moment.
The garrison's firepower poured on the enemy charge, causing considerable damage, slowing it down and breaking it up.
Thousands of explosions and impacts made a body torn apart or flew into the air, bright lightning and flame tracks interweaved on the battlefield, and a large group of mortals in Tsing Yi were harvested.
Zelas smiled with his face covered by his hood, and he saw many shadows of the braced breastplate trembling and falling to the ground.
However, there will always be a place to come, and heavy weapons on the arms of the Flesh Messenger have also opened fire, providing support to the reciting reciters. Large-caliber bullets smashed into the walls, exploding blocks of bricks and tearing the door .
The loyal forces began to suffer more serious casualties.
loyalty?
Zelas thought, why is this natural name bitter?
The swift and extremely blue-gray figure spewed out from the thick fog, and it was the son of dawn who ran full strength.
They crossed the blockade of firepower like a single cannonball and plunged into the defensive line. Their offensive left the main body of the army far behind. They immediately killed with pistols and crystal swords as soon as they landed. Large groups of imperial army soldiers were harvested as if they were ripe grains.
The trembling crystal sword hissed and split the screaming soldier in half, the flesh and blood splashed, and the residual body flew across.
"Get them off the wall!"
Desaikra immediately shot and shot a son of dawn from midair with a precise interception of a fireball.
The young man lingering in the blue light rolled and fell, dragging a black smoke.
Four enemies landed at the entrance of the stairs, facing the gate.
They overwhelmed the soldiers stationed here, the crystal sword cut the sandbags, the gun barrel, the armor, the flesh, the bones, the weird tips from the soldiers of the imperial army who had no fight back Howling, symbolizing the fierce pace of the Arcane Tide.
Xerath drove away, Desaikla side by side with them, they came to the line of defense in front of the gate, there was blood on the ground.
The traumatic and soldiers used their frantic heartbeat to push the slight pulsation of overflowing blood, and the red stream cascaded down the grooves on the stairs, which were originally designed to discharge water. of.
The dark red turbulent flow poured into the trench, as if it were rusty water in an iron pipe.
Zelas rushed to a son of dawn, who was busy dismembering a corporal of an imperial army. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
He slammed the traitor’s jaw with a cyclone, knocking the opponent back, and then blasted his torso with a gathered blue flame at a close range, penetrating the monster cleanly, in A blazing fire burst from behind him.
The Son of Dawn collapsed, but an arcane flame released before his death turned more than ten soldiers around him into a quagmire.
Xerath had no time to stay. While continuing to practice witchcraft, he pulled out the carved sword from his backhand, rotated it for half a week, and held it firmly.
Desaikla confronted the second Son of Dawn. He waved his wizard's spear to meet the crystal sword of the Son of Dawn.
The weapon that had just been killed in the massacre was flying away the flesh and blood residue of the last victim, but the short spear strengthened by the wizard with a crackling energy shattered the body of the crystal sword in an instant, making it Completely invalid.
The Son of Dawn dropped his damaged sword and opened fire with an odd-shaped pistol.
His accurate head was not good, the bullet hit another approaching soldier, his body exploded on his left side, and he was thrown on the wall beside the gate.
Desaikra roared, and two dissociated lightning bolts flew from the short spear, and the son of dawn struck the throat and chest separately.
Two shocks made him stagger back, the shattered armor lifted from him like ice crystal particles, and blood poured from the burnt black wound.
The son of dawn sat paralyzed at the foot of the wall, blood bubbles oozing from his mouth, and he tried to raise his pistol again.
"Monster! Go to hell!"
Desaikra held the short spear in both hands and used two fierce choppers to kill the injured enemy. The forehand struck the sternum and the backhand struck the torso, cutting through the torso and penetrating the spine.
The son of Dawn clutched his waist and abdomen and fell to the ground.