Chapter 1159: 34. Delicious meal

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The first wave of reckless hedging by the Demon Legion and the Mechanical Legion was a heavy loss.
They are proud of their sharp teeth and fangs, which at most leave unsightly claw marks on the outer armor of Zhiji. They have a powerful and powerful acid breath and can only melt the outer armor.
The wisdom weapons have the power to continue fighting even if they are cut by the waist.
In addition, this is an ambush battle, just a face-to-face battle, the demon army flying out of the sonic boom channel was bombarded by air defense fire power by one-tenth.
The aerial corps pioneered by mechanical dinosaur darts is like a sharp knife. In the violent bombing of pulse rays and vector torpedoes, the less dense front of the demonic army is easily torn apart.
These guys rushed out of the sonic boom channel and were stunned by the wits.
They are made uncomfortable by the coverage shots of the legions below. Passive beating in the sky is not the right choice, and the demonic transformation obviously lacks long-range firepower.
They buzzed and fell to the ground in a cluster, seemingly intending to fight the Zhiji.
But this is a mistake.
In the gaze of Lord Raven, those demons that fell to the ground were like stones thrown into the sea water, and they were drowned by the tide, and there was no more waves.
"The machine is not happy!"
Familiar, the old roar of battle roared from the great dogfight in the plains.
The mechanical warrior Gustav grabbed a crazy rotating chainsaw sword, like a wild beast, and took his commando in the army of demons.
He waved the fierce weapon in his hand, laughed and cut off the head of a demon, and kicked another foot on the body of a four-arm demon. The sword chopped into the head.
It's like a feller cutting down a big tree.
In the sound of tearing bones, the smelly flesh and blood were scattered everywhere like rain.
Around Gustav, the demons that rolled like the Kuroshio wave also had no fear.
These monsters that feed on fear protrude their paws, trying to pull the mechanical butcher to the ground and divide him completely.
But warrior warriors will not make them happy.
In the sound of mechanical collision, the third arm covered with flesh and blood stains appeared to rust out of Gustav's back.
The serpentine-shaped jet opening opened, and a scorching, blue plasma flame spewed, igniting the black demons in front of him.
In Gustav's frantic snarl, he clasped the handle of the chainsaw with his hands and waved heavy weapons.
There is no rule, only with the endless power burst out of the mechanical body, a 360° big slash of blood and flesh is cut off.
The crowded battlefield was emptied at this moment. On the battlefield of flame spraying and sharp blades, Gustav, a mechanical warrior wearing red assault armor, stood on the hillside piled by a group of demon corpses and laughed loudly.
The more intense the battle, the more he could feel that kind of trembling soul.
Just like an addict.
But what he is after is the willingness to freely release himself on the battlefield, a twist of fanaticism.
The glory of devotion to faith.
It's like burning a candlelight, burning yourself, releasing light and releasing heat!
The more intense the fighting, the closer to the glory of the machine god.
At the moment of life and death, the light seemed to be right in front of me.
As long as you raise the mechanical fingers covered with flesh and blood, you can touch...
"Click"
The chainsaw sword in the hands of this horrible warrior like God chooses to stop the machine. It cuts off too much body, and the flesh and blood debris fills the mechanical connection, blocking the chain saw.
This sudden trouble filled Gustav's assault with a trace, and then fell into the embarrassment of being surrounded again.
"Wow"
He raised the epee that stopped in his hands without fear and used it as a warhammer.
In several swings, several shattered heads were smashed, but the mechanical squad that followed him was completely wiped out.
Indulging in the war madness, he rushed too fast, too fierce.
But it's nothing...
As a warrior of the God of All Machines, the concept of death has long since left him.
Not just a body.
If you give up, you give up. After the war, he will get a stronger and more perfect...
"I will be in the light!"
Gustav laughed and clasped a demon's neck. Between his arms, the monster was torn in half.
The scattered blood hit his torn robe and dripped onto his metal skull, like a baptism of blood sacrifice.
"boom"
Under the crazy bites of countless demons, the warrior's left leg was broken by corrosive liquid. He fell to the ground as a whole, but he quickly stood up in a crazy punch.
He continued fighting on the spot with a half-knee gesture.
The demons lay on him, biting like crazy, like blood-sucking leeches, he was drowned.
His strokes are getting slower and heavier and heavier.
The outer armor was torn apart, and Mars and the arc of light fluttered over his heavily damaged mechanical body.
This body can't stand.
"Let me kill one more!"
He roared, pushing the engine one last time.
In the last burst of power, a demon-like head was buckled in his hand, and with the closing of the mechanical fingers, the solid skull was crushed in a clicking sound.
"Witness me! Kill one more!"
Gustav was overwhelmed by roaring demons.
It's like sinking into a black winding mud.
The quagmire rushed to cover the light, and there was only a rolling darkness in front of him.
But he saw it.
That glory...
Right in front of you.
"The mechanical shrine is calling..."
The robot's cold, blood-stained indifferent face curled up with a mad smile, and the last finger he left was buttoned on a special mold around his waist.
The last bomb...
Leave it to yourself!
"boom"
The tumbling flames skyrocketed.
When all the modules that could explode in the body were detonated together, hundreds of demons were engulfed by the beating flame.
That flame is gorgeous.
With a sense of destruction and dedication.
And such a flame will light up on the melee battlefield of the plains almost every minute and every second.
Like a lighthouse that lights up the night.
Just like the kindling that has already ignited the original.
His soul returned to the shrine behind the battlefield under the call of the mechanical shrine.
There are stored mechanical bodies, and mechanical priests who have not joined the battlefield open the shrine with a special ritual, and send the fanatical soul still eager to fight into another Horcrux.
"I!"
"Return to the battlefield!"
Ten minutes later, in the roar of the sky, and in the cheers of the wise warriors, Gustav, who was holding the chain sword, once again brought his team intact.
He roared into the sea of ​​demons, and cut off the head of another demonic.
As he said.
What he lost was nothing more than his body...
In the glory of the God of Ten Thousand Machines, he will continue to fight until the soul of this data completely dies!
For the entire Mechanism, these barbaric legions that are enough to drown the world are just appetizers before the start of the war.

The results of the first battle of the Zhijian Legion are satisfactory.
But this is just the beginning.
Whether it is possible to persist until the end of the war in a continuous attack of a large number of demon-like forces that far exceeds one's own side is the real challenge of the Scourge Corps commanded by the Scourge.
There is also the battle loss ratio, as well as the combat effectiveness of various weapons, tactical improvements, and so on.
These are all factors that need to be considered in this battle.
Before Merlin threw these robots from into the flames of war, he must ensure that these robots can adapt to the war mode of hell.
If they are even lured into hell, lack of command, and only know how to overwhelm everything with numbers, there is no strategy for the devil...
Then their existence is meaningless.
I'm even sorry for Merlin's thoughts on them.
Icarus and the two mechanical sages have already gone to the plains. They will also join the battle as a commander, and at the same time collect the data of the war to better enhance the combat power of the Zhijian Legion.
"War loss ratio is acceptable."
Lord Raven hovered on the edge of the mechanical palace, looking at the sky and the ongoing war on the earth.
"The rate at which the backup body is consumed is a bit fast."
He narrowed his eyes and said like a vomit:
"This is not a krypton gold game. As long as you have enough money, you can always kill your opponents... War is really the most money-burning game."
"Mr. Merlin, there is a big guy coming out!"
Behind the majesty, on the altar of the ultimate mother box, the steel bone that was still in contact with the mother box shouted:
"It's angry! It's powerful. It's usurping the control of the mother box. I... I can't stand it!"
"Then let it come."
Lord Raven turned around and still maintained the posture with his hands on his back. With a leisurely posture, he said to the steel bone with some surprise:
"I didn't let you trap it..."
"I'll say it. It's been so long since the commander-in-chief hasn't appeared yet."
There was a slightly embarrassed smile on the steel bone's and mechanical fusion face.
As a hero who has just debuted and doesn't have much experience, he is just... a little help if he wants to do a trivial job.
Under Merlin's instructions, Steel Bone took a step back, and he drew his consciousness away from the altar in front of him that was already burning like an erupting volcano.
At the moment when the blocked energy was free, in the suppressed sonic boom channel, a roar resembling humanity sounded, and then a huge figure stepped out of the light curtain.
This is a humanoid.
The height is about 4-5 meters, wearing a savage and brutal armor, just like a beast wearing thick and heavy armor, the most peculiar thing is his helmet.
It is shaped like the horns of a beast with scales.
Just looking at the shape of the decorative helmet, it is easy to reminiscent of the dragon in the mythology.
Under the helmet, there were a pair of brutal and ruthless eyes, and the cold, abyss-like brutal light was jumping.
Super pressure, this guy...
He had a long-handled battle axe in his hand, as described by Queen Hippolyte. It was an axe with lava splashing when he waved it, and there was no special beauty.
It's like a mixture of metal, stone and magma.
At the moment he appeared in the wasteland, all the demons screamed in unison, they seemed to be blessed by some kind of mad BUFF.
At the moment when Commander-in-Chief appeared, the demons who had been forced to the edge of the battlefield by the Zhiqi Legion broke out even more powerfully and began to fight back.
"Stupid guy!"
The man didn't even notice Merlin standing in front of him.
He didn't care about the environment of this hell, so he strode to the edge of the opened mechanical palace. He looked at the disadvantaged battlefield, and his sharp face was full of dissatisfaction.
He held the battle axe high, and the sound of a metal collision sounded through the wasteland. He shouted:
"Either win! Or die!"
"In the name of Duckside, I order you..."
"Cough"
A sudden cough interrupted the lord's ferocious declaration of battle.
The Heavenly Father holding the big axe swiftly turned his head back and watched cautiously behind him, and then he noticed the Raven King, the King of Vanity, in the state of Super Akalin.
A trace of coolness rose in the heavenly Father's heart.
This guy...
When is it...
"I've always been here, but you didn't feel it."
Lord Raven heard his doubts, he was very patient and explained politely:
"Well, my ability is a little special. I named this ability "bystander on the battlefield"... what do you think?"
"not very good!"
The visitor is, after all, a cruel elder who has been scoring everywhere, because the failure of 5000 years ago has been sealed to the present, and his heart has long been filled with unprovoked anger.
Although he is an opponent who does not know the depth, he is not afraid of being born in the new Protoss.
The guy grabbed the big axe of lava and cut it down towards Merlin.
The force brought by the sharp blade pressed against Merlin, causing his long black hair to sway around.
"Snapped"
Crisp ringing fingers sounded at this moment.
The world reverses and the world loses its voice.
The light of the mirror image of the dimension burst from the fingertips of Lord Raven, immediately enveloping him and the warlord in front of him.
This is a regional simulation of the entire waste soil, just turning up and down, the original earth becomes the sky, and the sky is located under the feet of two people like a bottomless abyss.
The lord was not caught off guard.
In fact, he still stood steadily on the rolling ground after the world turned around.
"Trick and worm!"
He disdained the battle axe and said to Merlin:
"Are you so capable? Just afraid of your subordinates seeing your failure?"
"No no no."
Merlin shook his head and lifted his fingers, the orange fire burning in front of him.
He reached into it, grabbed something cold, and then pulled it out slowly.
In the sound of the sharp blade hissing, a one-handed sword appeared in the hands of the Raven Lord.
He flipped his wrist, danced the buzzing blade in the air with a few sword flowers, then reached out and flicked the silver blade. He said:
"I just don't want this guy to be known to others too early..."
He raised the blade and put it in front of his eyes, looking at his face reflected on the blade, he said:
"It's not very good, but the weapons are all like this, eager for blood to smooth out the violence... I need some blood to sacrifice the sword, my friend, your blood looks very suitable."
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself, I called it..."
"Judah!"
The war lord twitched his teeth at Merlin. He clenched the battle axe and was ready for a big battle.
But Merlin was not eager to go to war. On the contrary, under the watchful eye of the war lord, he raised his wrist, and a purple mechanical bracelet on his opponent's wrist said:
"in?"
After this endless sentence, Merlin looked at the lord in full of malice.
He says:
"dinner time!"
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