Chapter 1237: Exploding what he meows is art (below)

After that, all kinds of debris were blown into the sky.
Rows of houses built of wood and thatched grass are no different from the fate of the stone hall. In the face of a large equivalent explosion, they are also collapsed and crushed, and then are engulfed by the blast wave.
When the seemingly thick stone hall that gave them a sense of security fell apart as easily as the hut, each troll finally realized that the shadow of death had been hanging over them.
No soldiers and civilians, the trolls are panic. Leaving the building like a mouse that had to migrate in a flood, ran away. But no matter how fast your legs are, how can it be faster than a flying ship playing carpet bombing in the air?
This time, Duke brought more than the Skybreaker, as well as the two battleships Black Pearl and the Flying Dutchman. There are also two low-tech bomber special airships [Little Boy] and [Fat Man].
The two bombers are a bit like big-bellied goldfish, except for the two huge propellers, which are fat hulls.
However, in terms of bomb load, these two bombers are no less than the Skybreaker.
Moving slowly at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour, they seemed to ovulate fish, dropping various types of bombs of 250 pounds, 500 pounds and 1,000 pounds.
"Bang! Hey!"
That was the shock of the earth moving!
It was a deafening boom!
The troll's two legs couldn't be faster than the shock wave of the explosion, and the escape action was just to delay the moment of death.
Along with the thunderous rumblings, everything that was once about the Amani troll empire is being erased from this land of Zuman.
Whether you are a heroic warrior.
A strong man possessed by a powerful animal spirit.
It is a hard stone totem pole.
It's the grass that can't help it.
Everything is destroyed in the face of this overwhelming destructive force.
The next flash of fire was a sunken earth. Zu Aman, originally built on high hills for drainage, was being flattened by the entire mountain during this horrific explosion.
Standing on the high platform, the chieftain Carla of the Amani troll has been completely frightened. He stood in stunned place, watching this scene, and even forgot to dodge.
His dream ancestor Amman will become the capital of the revived Amani Empire!
But now, this dream capital has not been expanded, and it has begun to disappear into the long river of history.
How about he survive?
His people, all the elite of the entire Armani clan, had died before him. The demise of the Amani clan, the direct bloodline of the last Amani royal family, also symbolizes the revival of the Amani Empire.
"No ... no ... this can't be true! I must be dreaming!" Dakara murmured to himself, mad.
"Chief! Let's go! The Amani clan is over!" Hex Lord Maracas rushed over and tried to pull Dakara.
But at this time, two small house-sized bombs fell from the sky and landed on the largest altar.
The "嘭" 1,000-pound bomb exploded, absolutely shaking the mountain.
Almost instantly, Dakala's giant bear incarnation was blown up. Once the bear avatars that could greatly strengthen his armor disappeared, the remaining three avatars were actually crispy.
Suddenly, several more bombs fell.
This time, Dakala didn't carry it hard, and turned directly into a Bobcat trying to avoid it.
Who knows, suddenly he found that he had become extremely agile, and he suddenly slowed down. To others, this is already slow motion.
"Who!?"
The only answer to him was the explosion of a bomb.
"boom!"
Dakkara was blown up and turned round, his ears were full of harsh buzzing, and the sights in front of him overlapped and could not distinguish things.
It just felt like no more bombs had fallen.
Just by instinct to realize that a powerful being is coming down from heaven.
"Dead" Dakala threw a blood-stained rusty machete.
The ridiculous thing was that he was too dizzy. He actually threw a knife on Maracas' head and almost killed his number one hitter.
"what!"
The next moment, he heard the scream of the blacklord.
His vision was a little normal, and he was shocked to see that Malacas' body was full of arrows like a hedgehog.
Just for a moment, the Lord of Hex had died so much that he couldn't die.
No more hesitation, Dakkara directly [Whirlwind Cut]!
That's right, since there is no one around him, then there is no difference in attacking. Anyway, he will definitely be able to hit.
It should be like this.
Unfortunately, a golden sword light, a thunder sword light, the two lights split at him.
Dakara instinctively approached with his epic machete. The problem is that those two swords are both artifacts!
Originally, Dakara was not strong enough, and was bombed in a bad state. He could not exert his strongest combat power at all. In front of the majestic invincible artifact, two swordsman beheaded and his epic machete was cut on the spot.
With a bang, two swordsman flashed past, and Dakala's two calves below her knee had disappeared, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
Everything happens just in a flash. A sword easily broke his [Whirlwind Chop], Jian Mang easily chopped his weapon, and cut off Dakkara's calf.
"Drink!" Dakala shouted waving his arms, his left hand used the power of the mountain eagle, and his right hand filled the soul of the dragon and eagle, and shot at the figure in front of him wearing a blue and white robe.
"Oh? Thunder and fire? Coincidentally, me too!"
In the past, Dakkara killed thirteen high-end elven rangers with the power of the mountain eagle, and burned nine elven mages with the flames of the dragon eagle.
He is confident in his strength.
It's a good thing to have confidence, but in front of higher mystery, everything is
No! no! meaning! Righteousness!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" "It's awful."
The left hand with the thunderbolt was instantly turned into coke by the stronger thunder, and the right hand with the flame was burned by the muscles of the hand inch by inch, leaving only black bones.
In less than ten seconds, the dignified Amani chief Dalkara had become a stick.
Two armoured, powerful hands held him left and right to press him to the ground and kneel.
Even so, he was still struggling hard, straightening the joystick, trying to bite those two hands with his mouth full of tooth decay.
Just then, a voice sounded.
"Meeting for the first time, I am Duke Marcus, the destroyer of the last Amani Empire."
Along with the words, Duke stepped forward, and stepped hard toward Dakla's mouth!