Ember’s Gun

Chapter 541: The embodiment of hope

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"Black... Black Angel?"

Blue Jade looked at the figure in the sea of fire with some disbelief. The black angel's scales were clearly visible under the firelight.

When did Lorenzo return, and when did the Black Angel leave the Morning Advance

Without any warning, it suddenly appeared there and launched an attack at this critical moment.

All kinds of questions arose in her mind, but no one came to answer her until the sound of metal exploding rang out again, bringing Blue Jade back to consciousness.

A stream of scorching fire crossed the deck, covering Blue Jade's flank and driving away the demons that tried to approach. Blue Jade dragged its only arm, swung the sword and smashed it down heavily.

Perhaps this is the disadvantage of mass production. The overall strength structure of the third-generation armor is far inferior to that of the first-generation armor. It does not have the strong and resurrected demon flesh and blood as a connection and buffer structure. When hit head-on by a shell, the precision metal machinery is quickly shattered. Even with the protection of external armor, it is difficult to buffer the impact from the inside.

Blood flowed along the cracks and mixed with the leaked oil. Steam continued to gush out from the damaged parts. Fortunately, the engine was still turning and Blue Jade could continue to move.

"Defend Ascalon!"

Shrike shouted loudly. The weapon master was walking towards Blue Jade. The second-generation armor relied on part of the demon's flesh and blood, and was much stronger than the third-generation armor. Such a fierce battle only left a lot of scratches on the weapon master.

There was constant sound of counterattack gunfire. The soldiers seemed to see hope and increased their firepower to suppress the demons that were climbing onto the deck. They kept firing from the side, and some even picked up harpoons to attack the demons that were trying to climb up along the gun ports.

After so many days of getting along and fighting together, everyone knew very well what the white flame and the ferocious figure represented. Although he sometimes behaved like a person with cerebral palsy, it was undeniable that in this situation, he was always the most reliable expert.

Like a dim light.

In the absolute darkness, there is a flame that is almost extinguished but still burning and swaying. It releases a dim light, making people hiding in the darkness no longer afraid, attracting people to come, and also calling for evil spirits to come.

The burning white flame was like an exploding flare, and the Morning Advance launched its counterattack.

The whistle blew loudly and the boiler burned wildly, sending blazing steam into the sky. The Morning Glory Advance was like a living steel monster, breathing out hot white air and raising huge waves on the sea.

With Nottar at the helm, the Morning Advance finally sailed away from the steel wreckage on the ground. Now all it had to do was speed up and escape from here.

The strong wind blew in our faces, bringing a biting chill.

This acceleration was not obvious, but the distance would be gradually widened in the following time. The ironclad ships tried to chase, but now a guy who was far more troublesome than the Morning Advance appeared on their ship.

Amid the blazing flames, the black angel strode forward, and this time its posture was full of ominousness.

Every soldier could feel the iron-like pressure that made them almost breathless. Some soldiers who were too close to the black angel even lost consciousness. They lay quietly in the sea of fire, allowing the flames to burn their bodies until they turned into ashes.