There comes a moment in everyone's life when you are in darkness and despair, and suddenly someone kicks open a door for you, and the world is filled with light.
For Eve, that moment is now.
The Glory was traveling over the land, its heavy body leaving a deep dent in the ground, with blazing white flames burning above it, like a blazing white dragon moving forward, bringing with it a burning wind that destroyed everything.
But this is not the end. The Glory is now advancing madly relying entirely on the inertia of derailment. During the time it is approaching the lighthouse, its speed has begun to slow down gradually. The group of demons have also noticed its presence and started to turn back and surround it.
"Everyone, pay attention. Kill everything that moves except us."
Lorenzo's voice sounded in the channel, and then in the dark carriage, the armed plate armor was raised one after another, countless gun muzzles were exposed, and then a series of flames broke out on both sides of the train, suppressing all the demons that were rushing towards them.
This is a great achievement of the industrial age. Just by simply pulling the trigger, the deadly iron can be sent out. When they gather like a tide, even the terrible demons will be overwhelmed by them.
With that blazing white flame, everyone began to count down in their hearts.
Three, two, one!
Everyone grabbed whatever they could around them to steady themselves. At the moment the countdown ended, the Glory collided head-on with the gathering group of demons. Steel crushed blood, white fireworks ignited and fell, and then countless broken limbs and internal organs hit the cold carriage, and surging blood seeped into every corner.
"brake!"
Lorenzo's orders came over the channel. Although the driver knew the full picture of the operation in advance, he still couldn't help but feel terrified by Lorenzo's madness.
Pulling the valve hard, the emergency brake gear jammed the fast-spinning machine. The train could only run on the rails and could not turn, but with Lorenzo's ingenious idea, everything became possible. The outer decks fell off one by one, revealing the full armor of Burhans.
A pitch-black gun muzzle stretched out from there, and then fiercely fired at the group of demons that were surrounding them.
This is a railway artillery. During the Glorious War, relying on the advantages of railways, the train dragged the artillery and became a high-speed mobile artillery position, which brought huge resistance to the landing of the Gaulnalo people.
But unlike the Glorious War period, after the transformation of the Mechanical Institute, the size of the artillery has been reduced to a certain extent. Although the firepower has been sacrificed, it has brought more weapons to be loaded.
The pitch-black muzzle emitted a tongue of fire several feet long, and the bullets weighing dozens of kilograms pierced through the bodies of the demons like a speeding iron sword, and then caused a violent explosion at the end of the falling bullet.
This was a one-way firing. With the recoil of the train gun cluster, the Glorious actually achieved a strange tailspin drift, and then stood like a city wall between the lighthouse and the demon. As it slowly stopped, hot steam gushed out from the gaps in the machinery, and then more plate armor was raised, and countless gun muzzles were pointed at both sides of the train.
Full fire.
For a moment, the world was filled with endless roars, thousands of thunders exploded in the ears, demons swarmed in, but were ruthlessly crushed by the broken iron pieces. This was the victory of the Industrial Revolution. The death of every demon was a sacrifice to the god of industry on the steel altar.